The Battle Mirror Opens · Five Disciples Vie for Supremacy

On the Eternal Evolution Realm Hall, billions of people held their breath, the silence as vast as the tide. Amidst that solemn atmosphere, Palace Yan Xu stepped forward, his robes swirling like starlight, his voice like a resounding bell echoing throughout the nine universes. "This competition concerns the glory of our entire Observer Race!"

Her gaze, sharp as a blade of light, swept across the billions of races below. "This is also the starting point for us to formally step into a deeper realm of the Source of Epochless. It is when we step out of this region, proclaiming to all races— the Observer Race, too, can be sealed and ascend to the heavens!"

As soon as the words fell, millions of spectators from the divine platform, the star staircase, and the floating seats shouted in unison, their voices resounding like a world-shaking bell, shaking the very soul of the realm. "Wuji Observation! Fearless Epoch Origin!"

Amidst the thunderous shouts, a graceful butterfly landed in front of the five disciples.

Dressed in a star-studded butterfly gown, her dreamlike wings fluttering slightly, Yao Zhiyan moved with the lightness of walking on mist, landing beside Qin Yu. Her eyes held a long-lost familiarity and joy, and she spoke in a soft, melodious voice:

"Senior Brother Qin Yu, I knew it, you would definitely be there."

Qin Yu's gaze was calm, and he nodded slightly. That single "hmm" spoke volumes. These few words conveyed the sentiment of two souls who had once shared the perils of the Star Abyss, now joining hands once again atop the Origin of the Epoch Origin.

Let's work together and move forward hand in hand.

At that very moment, the entire sky above the Observer Race suddenly trembled, as if the power of ten thousand ages resonated and roared, and a vast and boundless teleportation rift slowly tore open above the dome!

That was not a portal to the mortal realm, but a "Epoch Origin Realm-Passage Ring" that had sealed away countless millennia of time. Only those recognized by the Source of Epochless Domain of the Origin of Time could open it. Space was like a ring, and stars flowed backward, reflecting the boundary between the Realm Billow Star Domain and the Observer Race — the Floating Cosmos Battle Mirror!

A giant floating mirror hangs atop the pinnacle of time and space, its outer shell resembling a cosmic star chart in constant motion, yet within it lies a battle of uncertain future!

Only Venerable Lord Tong Ning Yan Xu can wield the power of the Epoch Origin and break through this ring-shaped passage. And this time, only they can lead the five core disciples into that area—the true main battlefield of the Epoch Source Realm War.

A deep blue light settled, and a mirror-like scene appeared.

Tong Ning and Yan Xu stepped into the void side by side, and the Gate of Heaven slowly rotated, blocking all other gazes.

The next moment, the five disciples walked forward in unison, and with a slight tremor of the floating mirror, they disappeared together into the light gate of the Epoch Origin Battle Realm.

The Floating Cosmos Battle Mirror stands in the deep void at the junction of the Source of Epochless and the Realm Billow Star Domain. It was forged by the Lord of the Pre-Era Era using fragments of a broken mirror. Its form is a mirror, its substance is war, and its meaning is—to reflect all battles and float upon all of the universe.

The seven emerged from the Observer Race's teleportation portal and stood on the dome in the center of the Floating Cosmos Battle Mirror. There was no physical ground here, but an ancient mirror barrier floating in the Void Dimension Sea. The mirror surface was tens of thousands of feet long, like fragments of the sky turned upside down, with a gray light of shattered stars surrounding its edge.

Beneath the mirror stand lies the collapsed abyss of darkness, where billions of out-of-control laws twist and churn like a death Realm Spirit. This entire space belongs to no realm in the mortal world; time stands still here, and space is undefinable. Every step feels like treading on a crack in the source of life, Silent Void and still, yet oppressive to the very soul.

--Floating Cosmos Battle Mirror: Only the warriors shall prevail.

Just as Qin Yu and his four other disciples were concentrating, a Golden Radiance slash flashed across the top of the void, and a battle banner with dark gold star-engraved crack patterns suddenly unfolded. Another teleportation portal also tore open from the sky!

The Star Descendant Clan have arrived!

Two auras, like the Threshold of gods, stepped into the Floating Universe Platform, one on the left and one on the right. The two leading figures were both wearing Star Mystic Battle Robes and armor bearing the Star Descendant Clan's insignia. Their realms were as profound as the insignia reflecting the soul, clearly both being -- the Supreme Silent Mystery Realm!

As they landed, the star chart in the void trembled. Following the two, five more young disciples slowly stepped out, all with extremely powerful auras. Three were at the No Consciousness Realm · Supreme, one No Consciousness Realm · Peak, and one was at the peak of the Annihilation Source Realm · Supreme. Their eyes were filled with arrogance and coldness.

A Starborn elder with golden sideburns and a mocking smile looked at Venerable Lord Tong Ning, his eyes filled with undisguised provocation and contempt. "Oh, Venerable Lord Tong Ning, it's been a long time."

He looked at Qin Yu and the others, his mockery deepening. "The disciples your Observer Race sent this year... tsk, why do they all look so—listless? Hahaha, could it be that your Observer Race's soul observation has also started to falter?"

He smiled, and the five Starborn disciples behind him also smiled slightly, their eyes filled with undisguised arrogance. That unspoken contempt pierced the minds of every disciple of the Observer Race like a blade.

Yao Zhiyan's expression turned slightly cold, her eyes flashing. Ju Ji remained silent, while Luo Yuncang and Dan Guikui both let out a soft snort, their power flickering as they secretly prepared themselves.

Qin Yu alone remained unmoved, standing in the wind as if he were nothing. His Azure Ring was not visible, and his spiritual energy was not stirred, yet he was the one most people dared not approach.

Venerable Lord Tong Ning slowly stepped forward, the Soul Observation Chain appearing behind him. His golden eyes were cold and sharp, like a thousand mirrors piercing the soul. "Hmph. Aren't all of you Star Descendant Clan disciples wolves in sheep's clothing? Do you really think your duels are for glory, and not for testing and annexation? Do you think I don't know your intentions?"

She remained silent, neither angry nor raising her voice, yet each word she uttered resounded like a drumbeat striking the heavens, causing the entire Floating Universe Mirror Ring to ripple with dark waves.

The Star Descendant Clan elder sneered, saying nothing more. He simply waved his sleeve slightly in the void, and battle patterns appeared on the mirror platform, with eight layers of star trails reflecting the heavens.

The competition hasn't even started, but the rivalry has already begun.

At this moment, the dome of the Floating Cosmos Battle Mirror trembled quietly. A torrent of starlight descended from the invisible space-time and slowly gathered into a semi-transparent crystal pillar. Its shape was like an inverted Star Abyss, with myriad stars flowing and intertwined in the core of the pillar. Each trace of light was a reflection of a disciple's Fate Soul and core consciousness pattern.

Both sides, the Observer Race and the Star Descendant Clan, have now returned to their respective positions. Qin Yu and four Observer Disciples stand in the left ring of the Mirror Platform, with the illusory image of the Cause Realm Throne of the Eternal Evolution Realm Hall appearing behind them. The vast destiny track is wrapped around like a rainbow, as if an endless chronicle is spread across the sky.

The five disciples of the Star Descendant Clan stood on the right side of the mirror platform, all clad in star battle armor and adorned with radiant crystal emblems. Star charts appeared behind them, and the oppressive force of their respective Fate Soul roared like meteors, clearly revealing their competitive spirit.

In this silence, a vast, majestic, and immeasurable voice suddenly arose from the deepest spacetime of the Floating Cosmos Battle Mirror, as if the very origin of an era were speaking, or as if countless books of destiny were being recited in unison:

"The Source of Epochless: Martial Arts Competition of Core Disciples of Billions of Clans--"

"Now, let's officially begin."

In an instant, countless luminous runes and secret inscriptions appeared at the edge of the entire Floating Universe Mirror Domain, accompanied by shimmering celestial phenomena and interwoven Realm God.

The Star Abyss Crystal Pillar at the center of the mirror platform also trembled, and a void in its core gradually appeared beneath it. The divine voice rang out again, cold and vast:

"Please have all regions transfer the identities of core disciples into the [Galaxy Crystal]."

The lottery ceremony is about to begin.

At this moment, the four corners of the floating universe Xing Ji, and all eyes were fixed on the crystal core amidst the myriad stars.

An invisible set of rules is being activated. Hundreds of millions of spectators, all the gods and emperors, the celestial lords, and the True Soul of the mortal realm are all holding their breath as they watch the most ancient and dignified martial arts competition mechanism in the Source of Epochless —the fate lottery, where the order of the stars is determined.

Qin Yu slowly raised his eyes, a faint blue light flickering within them. A barely perceptible thought followed the light seal in Venerable Lord Tong Ning's hand and slowly entered the Galaxy Crystal...

Just as the Galaxy Crystal began to rotate in mid-air, a deep, ancient voice, resonating throughout the universe, once again echoed slowly across the spacetime boundary of the [Floating Cosmos Battle Mirror]:

"The first round of the Source of Epochless Regional Core Disciple Martial Arts Competition, identity drawing, is about to begin."

As the words fell, starlight rained down, and above the battlefield sky, a "roster of participating races" constructed from billions of star orbits slowly emerged. At this moment, five core disciples from the [Star Descendant Clan] made their grand entrance, their auras surging behind them like a cosmic torrent.

At that moment, a clear voice echoed from the void, as if the entire Source of Epochless was watching these five figures:

"The Star Descendant Clan —a race within the inner layers of the Source of Epochless, wielding the power of star patterns and the art of Realm Splitting. Their five disciples are all exceptionally talented, each capable of single-handedly dominating a realm."

"Firstly, Ye Yuanyao, the master of the Annihilation Source Realm · Supreme, the lord of the Radiant Abyss Star-Rending Wings, whose power can shatter the very trajectory of fate."

Secondly, the Xingyun Huangli, with its soul-controlling power and dreamlike phantom abyss, possesses a soul-based killing ability that no one can stop.

"Thirdly, Li Jin, the master of the Burning Chain Lock Realm, dominates the entire situation with the Illusory Radiance Soul-Burning Chain, burning away logic."

Fourthly, Zhu Yiheng, the future emperor of war, can kill his enemy with a single move.

Fifthly, Chen Yuxue, ice crystals seal the path, and as the chill spreads, lifelines freeze, and skills are severed.

The heavens trembled, and the hundreds of millions of cultivators Observer Race all tensed. They watched as the five Starborn stood proudly, their annihilation power surging and their Fate Soul churning. At that moment, everyone was filled with awe:

"These five... are all true disciples capable of defeating opponents of the same level and breaking through to those of higher levels."

At this moment, the mirror slowly rotates, and the next scene will be the appearance of the five disciples of the Observer Race.

The Galaxy Crystal slowly rotated, and on the Floating Cosmos Battle Mirror, the melody of the Great Dao quietly shifted.

Just as the lingering power of the Starborn Five Sons was still present, on the other side of the entire floating battle mirror, five straight beams of azure-gold light, like boundary pillars, suddenly lit up the sky. One by one, figures slowly descended from the dome, their auras vibrating like divine rings, intertwined with annihilation patterns, and their life light as vast as the sea.

A clear voice echoed through the void once more, like a divine chronicle, proclaiming the true identities and world-shaking renown of the five core disciples from the Observer Race:

"The Observer Race —the first domain outside the Source of Epochless, though far from the Epoch Core, has stood firm through countless Epoch Battle."

"Firstly, Qin Yu, at the Annihilation Source Realm · Initial Stage Fate-Trajectory Authority Wielder,' with a resonant Soul Diagram and the appearance of the Ring Master, single-handedly Annihilation nine palaces and eight clans. He truly deserves the title of the strongest in this era."

As the sound faded, the Azure Ring of light trembled slightly on Qin Yu's shoulder. In an instant, the space around the Floating Cosmos Battle Mirror was filled with layers of subtle "Fate Soul lamentations," as if the mere presence of this young man could cause unease in the world.

"Secondly— Luo Yuncang, the Supreme of the Primordial Void Realm, the Lord of the Eternal Fate Crown of the Radiant Abyss, a warrior who Fate Trajectory Reconstruction, suppresses all superimposed techniques. When the enemy's skill logic fails, they all crumble in the crown's light."

"Thirdly— Dan Guikui, the No Consciousness Realm Supreme, the Law of Reversing the Universe, the Axe of Epoch-Slaying Wheel, reversing the pulse of skills, specifically targeting the Origin Framework enemy skills."

"Fourthly— Ju Ji, the high-level Annihilation Source Realm, the master of the Radiant Wheel Reflecting the Abyss and the Silent Radiance, can reflect the enemy's skill trajectory and trace back to the future, cutting off the cause of the enemy's inaction."

"Fifth - Yao Zhiyan, the Supreme the No Consciousness Realm, the successor of the Glazed Sound Dream Mirror Butterfly, whose soul and dreams are disturbed, whose mirror shatters the divine consciousness, and whose consciousness and soul clash, neither can gain the upper hand."

As the five figures stepped into the side of the floating mirror domain, the five disciples of the Star Descendant Clan all narrowed their eyes, their expressions either cold or cautious, clearly sensing a real threat from the domain aura emanating from these five individuals.

Especially the young man standing in the center, surrounded by shimmering light— Qin Yu.

With each step he took, faint, almost imperceptible "micro-chains of logic" in the void quietly snapped, as Azure Ring automatically rejected the "rationality" that the world attributed to his opponent's techniques.

This battle is destined to be extraordinary.

Just as the identities of the disciples from both sides of the [Floating Cosmos Battle Mirror] were completely entered into the Galaxy Crystal, the entire battle mirror space trembled violently. Streams of dazzling starlight poured down from the sky like waterfalls, weaving together layers of illusory mirror screens to project a panoramic view of the battle mirror. This projection spanned billions of realms and was transmitted to many observation points in the Source of Epochless.

At the same time, the giant viewing platforms on both sides below the Floating Cosmos Battle Mirror also erupted in excitement as the projection was activated!

Within the viewing area where the [Star Descendant Clan] resided, the vast altar, inlaid with radiant star crystals, resembled a rift in Star Abyss. Hundreds of millions of the Star Descendant Clan cultivators gathered there. A dozen or so "Radiant Mirror Stargazing Ring" floated in the sky, each ring engraved with the Soul Seal of five participating disciples. As the light shone and rotated, a member of the clan roared out:

"Lord Ye Yuanyao will surely sever the fate of the Observer Clan!"

"With a single breath, the Goddess Huangli's illusory soul is severed, making the Star Descendant Clan invincible!"

"As long as Zhu Yiheng makes a move, he will definitely turn the tide!"

A surge of battle intent, a fierce wind, Star Descendant Clan spectators roared with deafening cries, wielding Star Feather Light Bands and Radiant Abyss Spirit Banners. Countless crystalline radiances transformed into convictions that flowed into the Soul Mirror, transmitting their will to watch the battle towards the center of the Floating Cosmos Battle Mirror.

On the other side, in the [Observer Race] area, a completely different scene unfolded—tiered platforms, resembling time-shifting wheels, rose from the ground, floating in the air layer by layer, with the luminous images of the five disciples of the Observer Clan appearing on each tier.

That was the solemn silhouette of Qin Yu holding the pen to establish the soul, the crystalline feathers of Yao Zhiyan's dream butterfly fluttering its wings, the majestic back of Luo Yuncang wearing the crown of destiny, the thunderous soul of Dan Guikui wielding the axe to cut decisively, and the silent halo of the three wheels of radiance surrounding Ju Ji Radiant Abyss.

Billions of members of the Observer Race gathered here, their eyes burning with anticipation and their breath held. Countless rotating star mirrors appeared in the void above, continuously reflecting the scene in the center of the Floating Cosmos Battle Mirror into everyone's Soul Sea. Some clenched their fists, some prayed devoutly, and some used their soul runes to form an array.

"Lord Qin Yu will definitely turn around Epoch Origin and defeat the clan in one battle!"

"Dreamlike Butterfly Dance, Soul-Locking Dream Breaks the Starborn!"

"If we win today, the Observer Clan will no longer be at the very bottom of the Epoch Origin!"

Every shout, every wisp of soul intent, condensed into a storm of will around the Floating Cosmos Battle Mirror, like the pulse of millions of cultivators breathing together, echoing the heart of the Battle Mirror from afar.

At this moment, within the core of the Floating Cosmos Battle Mirror, the five Starborn and the five Observers stood apart, their gazes meeting, all feeling the millions of eyes piercing through the illusory mirror and watching them.

The battle has not yet begun, but the will to fight has already been ignited.

The next moment—within the Galaxy Crystal, the lot-drawing positions began to slowly rotate.