River of Light, Realm of Rifts · Desolate Annihilation Heavenly Gate

Above the plaza, Elder Chen Chao slowly waved his arm, and a vast causal radiance spread across the void, like weaving a light curtain that transcends time and space. Within that light curtain, millions of invisible causal molecules condensed into array flags that were entirely translucent. There were no words on the flags, yet they flowed with logical threads that could not be looked at directly, as if they contained the deepest codes of the universe.

These array flags drifted down slowly, landing precisely in the hands of the chosen disciples like shooting stars falling into the sea. The flagpoles were a deep, abyss-like black, icy to the touch, while the flags themselves felt weightless, every inch of their patterns pulsating with faint causal ripples. Even just holding them, Qin Yu could feel the strange power they contained—once activated, capable of instantly rewriting the surrounding causality, creating a maze that obscured the secrets of heaven and Severed Observation, thus giving the flag bearer a chance to survive.

"This is a causal molecular logic array flag specially formulated for you by this palace. If you encounter an insurmountable crisis in the Desolate Annihilation Secret Realm, activate it immediately. It can trap enemies, conceal your whereabouts, and even block the annihilation impact." Chen Chao's voice was like thunder, yet it exuded an undeniable majesty.

As he finished speaking, the space around the plaza trembled slightly, and twenty figures slowly emerged from the depths of the void, their feet treading on starlight, their auras like divine mountains that could crush the entire world. Each elder was surrounded by the unique pressure of the Annihilation Dawn Realm, the Ultimate power of chaos and Annihilation, which caused all the core disciples to instinctively feel a slight sense of awe.

Their figures are all different:

Some people were shrouded in an invisible veil of light, their feet resting on a slowly rotating causal star disk;

Someone carried a thousand-foot-long spear, the light dripping from its tip seemingly able to pierce through time;

The aura of this person was like a deep, dark abyss, and even their breath caused the surrounding space to ripple.

Some people see the birth and death of billions of worlds reflected in their eyes, as if a single thought could reduce the world to nothingness;

The elders of the Supreme Realm exuded a heavy aura, as if from the beginning of time, filling the air with an indescribable sense of stillness.

At this moment, the entire Eternal Star Hall Square was shrouded in an invisible pressure, and even the outer and inner disciples watching from afar couldn't help but hold their breath and dare not make a sound.

In the darkest corner at the outermost edge of the square, shrouded in mist, it resembled a solitary, Annihilation prison, completely isolating it from outside light and sound. An indescribable sense of oppression permeated the air, as if even breathing would be swallowed up.

Deep within this shadow, Chen Yan and Chen Po stood respectfully behind a man. That man wore a long, dark robe, the folds of which flowed with the ethereal light of the primordial chaos, and an invisible vortex beneath his feet swallowed the fragments of spacetime around him. He stood still as a mountain, or like the primordial chaos before the separation of yin and yang, all the rules and order of the world turning into nothingness around him—this was none other than Chen Chao, the core elder of the Eternal Extreme Sacred Hall, whose cultivation had reached the pinnacle of the Chaos Realm.

Chen Po lowered his head, his voice extremely low, yet filled with barely concealed ruthlessness. "Uncle, this time Qin Yu enters the Desolate Annihilation Secret Realm, and we will ensure he never returns."

A cold, sharp glint flashed in Chen Yan's eyes as he spoke calmly, "I have already arranged for several core disciples to accompany him into the secret realm to await his death. When the time comes, not even his remains will be found."

Chen Chao slowly raised his eyes, his gaze as deep as a bottomless Black Abyss, within which countless threads of cause and effect intertwined, broke, and reformed, seemingly capable of erasing the existence of any life with a single thought. His voice was deep and undeniable. "Although this child possesses extraordinary talent, he Bugui one to be used by me, and must ultimately be eliminated. The Desolate Annihilation Secret Realm... is precisely the most suitable place to bury him."

He paused, his gaze sharp as a knife as he turned to Chen Po. His tone shifted, revealing the cold admonition of a superior. "Also, Chen Po, you must not let your heart be tied to that girl Chi Ning. A man who wants to stand at the pinnacle of the Source of Epochless cannot have his mind bound by a woman. Emotions are the easiest weakness to exploit."

Chen Po shuddered, his resolve shattered by those words. He quickly bowed and clasped his hands in a fist salute. "I will obey your command, Master!"

Above the heavens, where the sky was as tranquil as still water, a low, seemingly timeless sound suddenly resounded. The sound did not enter through the ears, but reverberated simultaneously from the bones, blood, and depths of the soul of every cultivator, causing them all to tremble.

The next moment--

In the center of the sky, it was as if an invisible hand had torn open the curtain of the world, and a huge crack that stretched across the sky slowly opened. Inside the crack was not darkness, but countless fragments of spacetime tumbled and intertwined—ancient battlefields from billions of years ago and Annihilation wastelands from billions of years later constantly overlapped, stars shattered and were reborn within it, the whole scene was as if it had been pressed and cut by countless layers of the river of time, so vast that it was suffocating.

At the edge of the spacetime rift, lightning intertwined with purple-gold and pitch-black roared like a raging dragon, tearing through the sky and shattering countless clouds. Within each bolt of lightning, a terrifying figure, not belonging to this era, flashed by—a colossal beast burning a star, or an ancient deity twisting cause and effect. Gale-like winds poured down from the rift, causing the golden stone pillars in the plaza to tremble with a deep rumble.

Zhang Qiang, the Vice Hall Master of the Eternal Extreme Sacred Hall, hovered in the air, a vast divine wheel slowly rotating behind him, illuminating the vast void. His voice pierced through the storm, clearly resounding throughout the entire plaza. "The Desolate Annihilation Secret Realm has opened! This time, one thousand core disciples will enter the secret realm, accompanied by twenty elders! Within the secret realm, all treasures, secret techniques, and opportunities will belong to the individuals—but remember, returning safely is more important than anything else!"

Twenty elders stepped forward in unison, their auras like twenty towering ancient mountains pressing down on the heavens and earth, their overwhelming pressure from the Annihilation Dawn Realm · Middle Stage- to -Supreme level of the Annihilation Realm. Behind each elder was a unique Dao image phantom—some were endless star seas slowly rotating, some were black dragon shadows coiled around, and some were a page of a book opening up the sky, transforming into an endless curtain of light.

A thousand core disciples followed closely behind, the brilliance of the Purple-Gold Eternal Pole Crystal Core blooming between their brows, like a long river formed by millions of starlight, rushing from the center of the square straight towards the spacetime rift that stretched across the sky.

With a deep shout from Zhang Qiang--

Boom!!!

Twenty elders were the first to step into the rift, their figures swept into a vortex of countless fragments of time, instantly turning into streaks of light and disappearing without a trace. A thousand core disciples followed closely behind, their figures elongating and twisting one by one in the rainbow light of the rift, as if traversing several eras, before finally all sinking into that unknown and terrifying abyss.

In the square, the wind gradually subsided, leaving only a vast silence and the ever-surging tide of light and time deep in the sky.

At this moment, it wasn't just the sky above the Eternal Extreme Sacred Hall that was trembling—

Throughout the Source of Epochless, countless pieces of sky were simultaneously torn apart.

In the Northern Territory, above the Profound Frost Sacred Hall, which is covered in snow for thousands of miles, an icy blue fissure resembles a frozen celestial river, within which surges a vast, white torrent of ancient frost. Huge fragments of icy crystals tumble in the flow of time and space, each radiating a chill capable of freezing the sun and moon. Countless temple disciples clad in platinum armor boarded Frost Crystal Warships, which transformed into streaks of light, passing through the fissure and disappearing into the distance.

At the summit of the East Sea Abyss, the Sea and Sky Gate of the Vast Abyss Sea Clan roared open. It was a deep blue vortex supported by nine giant wave pillars. Within the vortex, ancient sea beast phantoms roared past, as if seeing them off. Thousands of scaled, halberd-wielding sea clan powerhouses leaped up, transforming into blue streaks of light, and rushed into that turbulent, aquatic secret realm.

Atop the mountains of the Southern Region, the blazing flames of the Blazing Firmament Flame Hall scorched the sky, turning the heavens into a golden-red sea of fire. Within the flames, the shadow of an ancient flame dragon writhed, its roar shattering the clouds. The disciples of the Flame Palace, carrying flame-patterned battle banners, moved with lightning speed, directly stepping through the waves of fire into the burning fissure, like a torrent of flames plunging into an endless battlefield.

In the Western Wasteland desert, the rift of the Silent Shadow Asura Clan opened like a giant black pupil, its depths revealing a bottomless void and a blood-red Asura altar. Thousands upon thousands of the Asura Clan warriors rose from the sea of sand, their shadows stretched incredibly long under the blazing sun before being swallowed by the black pupil and vanishing without a trace.

Above the dome of the middle level of the Source of Epochless, the void between all the cracks was drawn together by an indescribable energy fluctuation, converging into an incredibly breathtaking scene—

Countless cracks, like rivers of light suspended in the sky, extended from all directions, with all the streams of light and shadows eventually converging into the dark sphere at the center. That was the original entrance to the Desolate Annihilation Secret Realm, its outer layer shrouded in countless fragments of time and Karma Ripple, like a chaotic eye suspended in the heart of the sky, slowly rotating and looking down upon the entire middle world.

Whether they were temple disciples, clan warriors, or reclusive powerhouses, they all rushed towards their respective entrances like a tidal wave, transforming into countless streams of light in the sky, as if Xingyun to earth.

On this day, throughout the Source of Epochless, the gazes of all the powerful were cast upon the same unknown abyss.

Several dozen breaths later...

On the outer edge of the Desolate Annihilation Secret Realm, the Ultimate sky, like the end of the Source of Epochless · Middle Layer, appeared before Qin Yu and the others.

It was a sight beyond human imagination—beneath the heavens, even mountains and rivers no longer conformed to the structures of the mortal world. Two colossal peaks, stretching across the heavens and earth, seemed to have the Limitless Evolving True Flow as their bones and countless fragments of light as their blood vessels, flowing slowly through the void. The mountains were not rough like rocks, but rather adorned with countless fine threads of starlight hanging down, like golden waterfalls cascading from the endless peaks. These threads were not inanimate objects; each one shimmered with the pulse of Karmic Dust and the Dark Evolving Undercurrent, as if whispering secrets from billions of years ago.

Amidst the mountains, a river of light of immeasurable width meanders forth, its surface shimmering with golden light. The water is not liquid, but rather a tapestry woven from countless Origin Void Substance and radiant fluctuations. Each ripple reflects a fragmented cosmic outline—some burning in the nascent flames of chaos, others reduced to Annihilation ruins. Deep within the riverbed, silhouettes of ancient spirits faintly emerge. Colossal, mountain-like star beasts churn in the golden light, instantly transforming into ancient saints clad in Xuanming robes, their eyes seemingly piercing the consciousness of all who enter, only to vanish in the next instant, as if they had never existed.

Further into the distance, the heavens seemed to be torn apart by an invisible, immense force, a rift stretching for thousands of miles leading directly to the eternal Silent Void. From this rift hung countless threads of light of Ultimate colors—crimson like flowing fire, blue like the deep sea, purple like Annihilation Abyss, and gold like the morning glow—pouring down like a waterfall, transforming into a long, fiery curtain that spanned mountains and rivers, enveloping the entire outer edge of the secret realm in a nightmarish radiance. This curtain of light was not inanimate; it breathed silently, as if some being beyond time was watching over this world.

Beneath the luminous curtain lay an Ultimate still lake, its surface as smooth as a newly formed mirror, reflecting the trillions of rays of light that had fallen from the sky. Occasionally, purple ripples spread from the lake's depths, as if conveying a silent warning. The vegetation along the shore was no ordinary creature either; the branches of ancient trees shimmered with iridescent light, and the leaves were faintly etched with superdimensional patterns, as if every vein contained the complete laws of the world.

An ancient and indefinable pressure permeated the entire perimeter of the Desolate Annihilation Secret Realm —a solemn feeling woven from the weight of time and space, the chains of cause and effect, and the cold gaze of fate. Even standing on the outskirts, Qin Yu and the others could clearly feel the earth beneath their feet resonating with the sky, and every inch of air vibrating slightly as they approached.

A sudden surge of energy from the depths of the earth, like the breath of an invisible behemoth, caused the flow of the Limitless Evolving True Flow in the air to accelerate abruptly, and even the elders' auras to become slightly heavy. It felt as if crossing the river of light ahead would completely sever all causal ties between them and the outside world, leading them into a desolate world no longer protected by any rules of the Source of Epochless.

In this magnificent and mysterious painting, Qin Yu's pupils reflected endless golden light and countless streams of light. His mind seemed to be gently touched by some higher-level power, but was then secretly stabilized by the Azure Ring in the next instant.

The Desolate Annihilation Secret Realm, with its indescribable power and magnificence, quietly awaits its prey.