The pair of massive, pale white skeletal hands beneath the bone bridge suddenly clenched together, causing the entire bridge to explode with a deafening roar, as if the void beneath it had been drained of light and sound. The next instant, the colossal being slowly raised its head—a gigantic skull head pieced together from billions of bones burst forth from the abyss, two balls of grayish-white "Annihilation Flames" suddenly igniting in its empty eye sockets, tearing apart the surrounding causal layer in the instant they ignited.
Then, a tidal wave of bone dragon phantoms and Time Splitting chains surged out from above and below the bone bridge, spinning wildly around the giant head and converging into an apocalyptic vortex.
Its sound is no longer simply deafening, but a resonance of "existential tearing"—each syllable feels as if a thousand fine needles are piercing through one's consciousness:
"Ultimate Fate Abyss: Annihilation and World Annihilation"
Boom!!!
The sky split open from the middle, and all the logical particles and rule chains on the bridge were directly extracted by this force field, turning into suspended bone dust and dark gray light. The bridge surface instantly fell into an unstable state of collapse, and every bone plate slid into the abyss of nothingness.
Wang Yuan and the two disciples at the Severed Observation Realm · Supreme simultaneously activated their respective domains, yet they were still forced to spew out shattered blood mist by the overwhelming force. Hong Xiuxiang's book-realm light screen was instantly crushed into countless illusory pages flying everywhere.
Qin Yu's pupils contracted sharply; he could already sense that this power was enough to wipe them all out in half a breath.
His left hand slowly rose, and the mark between his brows trembled slightly—the cold, desolate light of the Azure Ring emanated from the mark, like a deep blue crack tearing open the world.
[Azure Ring - Realm-Overturning Primordial Cosmos] - The Unborn World suddenly manifested, severing the cause and effect, cultivation, and memories around the bone bridge at the same time. The giant skull under the bridge let out its first painful roar, and the eternal flame flickered and became unstable.
Immediately afterwards, Qin Yu flipped his right hand, and the second wave of Azure Ring's sharpness suddenly appeared:
[Azure Ring - Annihilate the Soul and Draw the Dawn] -- The True Soul Rift Realm opens in the void, like a mirror of Annihilation reflecting death, forcibly drawing the giant head's soul into it. The soul is silently burned within the mirror, ultimately reflecting its collapsed and annihilated death beneath the bridge.
The apocalyptic vortex beneath the bridge completely disintegrated within three breaths, and all the bone dragon phantoms turned to ashes and scattered. The bone bridge trembled violently several times before gradually falling silent.
Qin Yu knelt on one knee, a mouthful of crimson blood gushing from his throat—even though it was Azure Ring who had attacked, the blow still left a heavy backlash within him. Although the others around him had survived the ordeal, they were covered in blood and breathing rapidly. Everyone knew that if Qin Yu hadn't released Azure Ring at the last moment, they would have already turned into dust beneath the bridge.
Qin Yu's face was pale, cold sweat and blood trickling down his forehead. He struggled to sit up, his voice low and urgent:
"Hurry, get off this bridge!"
The Azure Ring light between his brows gradually faded, while the void beneath the bridge still rippled with eerie gray-white waves, like an abyss eye that might awaken again at any moment.
Wang Yuan rushed to Qin Yu's side immediately, supporting him with one hand while swiftly using the Only Book Realm's Book Structure Escape Technique with the other, creating a temporary escape passage shimmering with golden and white light patterns on the bridge surface. Two Severed Observation Realm · Supreme disciples protected the group from the front and back, vigilantly scanning their surroundings, fearing that the giant skeleton head might still have any remnants.
Hong Xiuxiang bit her lower lip tightly, raised her hand and waved it. The Spirit Brocade Book Realm · Realm Words Book Seal Script transformed into a shimmering barrier that enveloped the entire team, isolating the remaining bone dust and the causal chain from the outside.
The five people hurried across the bone bridge, the surface of which made a constant, cracking sound beneath their feet, as if it were about to collapse into a bottomless abyss at any moment. The exit in the distance appeared and disappeared in the endless bone mist, like the only way out.
Behind him, a low, almost inaudible roar suddenly came from the depths of the bone bridge. The sound seemed to pierce through time and space and the mind—carrying a curse of resentment, it echoed for a long time.
The space at the end of the bone bridge resembled a dimensional rift torn open, its outer layer enveloped in a dense, almost solidified, black-gold mist. The five figures leaped out, and the moment they stepped in, the bone bridge behind them shattered with a deafening roar, as if crushed by an invisible hand. The broken bones and the bridge foundation transformed into countless white light fragments, plummeting into the bottomless abyss and disappearing without a trace.
The atmosphere of a new area is palpable—a vast, immeasurably large, dormant wasteland. The gray-black sky is like paper burned by flames, riddled with cracks, each crack flowing with pale green causal light, sometimes breaking, sometimes reforming, as if the world itself is being constantly rewritten.
The ground was made up of irregular obsidian giant bones and broken logic runes, stretching to the horizon. Occasionally, one could see giant wreckages standing in the distance—some resembling ancient gods, others like the cores of shattered stars, half-buried in the wasteland, still bearing the pressure of the Annihilation Dawn Realm, which solidified the air into a cold sense of oppression.
Above the wasteland, dozens of dilapidated city walls and upside-down altars float, moving slowly along a trajectory that defies common sense, as if freed from the constraints of time and space, drifting solely according to some higher-dimensional order. Each time a city wall brushes past another, it unleashes a silent shockwave, causing the ground below to crack open, leading to abysses.
The group landed atop a massive, suspended obsidian bone, their heartbeats growing heavy in the eerie silence. Wang Yuan looked ahead and whispered:
"This place... doesn't seem like a natural formation of a secret realm; it's more like... the ruins of a world that has been annihilated."
Qin Yu did not respond. His brow twitched slightly, and the aura of the third fragment of the map vibrated gently in his sea of consciousness, as if echoing something deeper.
Hong Xiuxiang stared at the faint light source in the abyss ahead, a hint of solemnity flashing in her eyes—that might be the place where all the crises and opportunities to come converged.
The void ahead suddenly trembled slightly, and a light curtain, like a collapsing galaxy, descended from the sky, splitting the tens of thousands of feet of wasteland in two. Then, a tall figure slowly stepped out from the light curtain.
He was clad in an Ultimate elaborate ancient gold armor, its surface engraved with flowing starry patterns, as if each pattern was depicting the birth and destruction of a complete world. The shoulder armor was sharp and heavy, like twin peaks cutting through the sky, and the relief on his chest was a fallen sun, radiating a faint yet captivating glow.
Her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, its silvery-white color interspersed with faint golden glimmers, swaying gently in the resonance of the breeze and the ripples in the space. The lines of her helmet resembled those of a divine crown, the inlaid blue-gold gems radiating a deep, cold light. In the depths of her eyes, which were concealed by metal, it seemed as if an endless sea of stars and a vortex of destiny were slowly swirling.
He gripped a colossal sword that stretched as far as the sky with both hands. The light emanating from the blade was not a single gold, but rather the simultaneous burning of billions of stars on the blade, forming a river of light leading to the depths of the universe. With each slight breath, the sword rippled with layers of spatial and temporal ripples, tearing through the surrounding wasteland air, making one feel as if the entire world was being slowly pushed apart.
As he stepped fully into this wasteland, the surrounding dark clouds and causal light seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, and even the distant, drifting city walls temporarily stopped in their tracks. That stillness was not deathly silence, but a kind of oppressive feeling of "fate holding its breath"—as if heaven and earth were also waiting for his next move.
Wang Yuan frowned slightly and whispered to Qin Yu:
"This oppressive aura... is no less than that of the Annihilation Dawn Realm, and may even be stronger..."
Hong Xiuxiang gripped the Spirit Brocade Book Realm tightly in her hand, her eyes as cold as frost.
In the oppressive, almost frozen air, a sudden, low gasp broke the brief silence.
The disciple standing beside Qin Yu, a Severed Observation Realm · Supreme, suddenly changed his expression. Veins on his forehead throbbed, and his gaze was fixed on his hands. His right arm was trembling slightly, and in the air in his palm, his second natal weapon, the Crimson Abyss Sword, which had been Steady as a Mountain, seemed to be drawn by some irresistible force, breaking free from his sea of consciousness on its own.
The Crimson Abyss Sword was entirely crimson gold, with dark red hellfire patterns swirling around its blade, each pattern seemingly humming and roaring. Yet at this moment, the sword's edge trembled as if in fear of something, and large shards of crimson light burst forth from its blade, scattering like blood-red meteors, turning into fragmented Karmic Dust rapidly dissipated in the air.
"What's going on? It's... escaping!" The disciple at the Severed Observation Realm was deathly pale, and his voice trembled.
Everyone followed his gaze—the mysterious man who was slowly walking towards them still had a deep and unfathomable look in his eyes, but amidst the trembling sound of the Crimson Abyss Sword, it seemed as if an invisible force was spreading from his entire body, like an unfathomable chain that probed into the depths of everyone's soul.
The trembling of the Crimson Abyss Sword had become piercing, as if it were begging for mercy, as if it were facing an invincible and insurmountable natural enemy. The crimson radiance of the sword was rapidly dimming, as if it would disintegrate completely at any moment and return to dust and nothingness.
At that moment, the same thought simultaneously arose in everyone's mind—
This man, simply by standing here, could render Severed Observation Realm · Supreme Insight Realm powerless in the face of battle.
Qin Yu's eyes darkened slightly, and the Azure Ring subtly trembled for a moment deep within his consciousness.
The man's steps were not hurried; each step seemed to be on the very foundation of time and space, causing the surrounding spatial ripples to collapse under the pressure, like folded mirrors reflecting desolate scenes from different dimensions.
He raised his head, his eyes hidden beneath his helmet, yet a profound galactic will seemed to be watching over everyone, a gaze that seemed to transcend flesh and blood, transcend the soul, reaching the very source of destiny and concepts.
"A mere sword at the Severed Observation Realm dares to struggle before me?" His voice was deep, carrying a quality that could not be analyzed by any logic—with each syllable, cracks appeared in the air, turning into fine black fissures that slowly spread outwards.
Under the pressure of those words, the Crimson Abyss Sword finally let out a metallic wail that was almost a mournful cry. The crimson hellfire on the sword completely disintegrated, turning into countless tiny specks of light that drifted in all directions and eventually melted into the void, disappearing without a trace. The disciple who Severed Observation Realm · Supreme turned deathly pale, his chest heaving violently, as if half of his life had been forcibly drained away.
Another disciple at the Severed Observation Realm also showed fear. The weapon he had just conjured was instantly crushed to pieces by the man's raised hand, turning into a silent mist of light that vanished in the wind.
"You shouldn't even have a reason to exist in my domain." The man's voice echoed slowly, each word like a judgment bell hanging overhead, ready to fall at any moment and erase everyone along with their very existence.
Qin Yu could feel the Azure Ring vibrating uncontrollably in his sea of consciousness, as if it were resonating with some ancient and supreme power, as if it would automatically unsheathe itself in the next instant, transforming into an Annihilation edge capable of tearing everything apart.
The ground beneath the man's feet was now permeated by invisible light and shadow, resembling a flowing starry sea, reflecting billions of different moments of destruction, making it impossible to distinguish whether it was the future or the erased past.
This pressure has reached its Limit.
The Source-Extinguishing Divine Sword suddenly exploded in Qin Yu's sea of consciousness with a sword cry that pierced through eternity. The sound was like thunder that split the sky, causing the surrounding void to collapse layer by layer and transform into countless annihilation ripples that spread outward. In the next instant, the sword seemed to be summoned by an invisible will, transforming into a pillar of Annihilation light that pierced through the heavens and earth, shooting directly out from between Qin Yu's eyebrows and hovering in front of the five people.
The sword's blade seemed to be forged from the very essence of annihilation, its surface flowing with colorless light, occasionally flashing with interwoven traces of pale gold and abyssal black. Every line seemed to be writing the laws of the world's end. Wherever the sword's edge pointed, even the air was instantly annihilated into nothingness, turning into silent cracks that extended into the endless depths.
The mysterious man, who had been shrouded in an aura like a galaxy, seemingly impervious to any desecration, suddenly faltered. For the first time, the invisible pressure fluctuated, and for a moment, his breath trembled slightly.
That gaze—the gaze that once looked down upon countless living beings—was now fixed on the Source-Extinguishing Divine Sword, as if it had seen something that made him tremble even in the depths of his memory.
"This... this sword--" His voice became low and hesitant for the first time, as if he was trying to suppress the turmoil in his heart.
The blade of the Source-Extinguishing Divine Sword trembled slightly, and the sword's cry rang out again. As if ignoring his majesty, a killing intent that silenced the souls of heaven and earth instantly spread out, forming a pure "Domain of Ending," enveloping Qin Yu and his group of five under the protection of the sword's shadow.
Within that realm, even the flow of time and space was frozen; the wind vanished, the light dimmed, and only the sword stood motionless, like an ancient and undying will of Annihilation, silently proclaiming—anyone who dares to approach will be utterly annihilated.
The mysterious man's deliberately concealed fear flashed briefly in the depths of his eyes, but he forcefully suppressed it. However, Qin Yu had already seen and felt it—this fear was not feigned, but stemmed from the very essence of the Source-Extinguishing Divine Sword.