Finale's Lingering Traces · Omen of a Torn Page

The Fate-Cause Annihilation Lion, Xi Dawn-Cause Zero Book, stood at the center of the blood-red wasteland. Its golden mane transformed into endless blades of light surging in the Annihilation Wind, and the "Seal of Script Negation on its limbs radiated a dazzling golden light that could pierce through dimensions. The aftershocks of its Ultimate skill release were like the collapse of the sky, and the textures of the void were peeled away, turning into pages of shattered scripts that burned away in the annihilation storm.

That power carried the supreme will to "delete the protagonist," as if tearing apart the destiny inscription in the Source of Epochless · Middle Layer, instantly erasing the existence of all warriors of the two God Clan —even the footprints they had left behind, the shadows they had cast, and the names they had been called, all turned into traceless void dust.

Immediately afterwards, a shockwave of Annihilation, interwoven with gold and black, poured out in all directions from the lion's body as its core, like a reversed galaxy, crushing space, causality, and logic into fragments. The air in the Desolate Annihilation Secret Realm instantly froze, spacetime became unbalanced, and mountains millions of miles away began to collapse silently.

At this moment, powerful figures throughout the secret realm simultaneously sensed that terrifying aura—

Jue Severed Observation Realm, who was searching for treasure in the ancient abyss, suddenly stopped in his tracks, cold sweat rolling down his forehead;

A Chaos Realm expert who was fighting in the Sky Rift suddenly focused his mind, as if he heard the ear-piercing sound of the gears of fate being snapped.

Several elders guarding the edge of the secret realm exchanged glances, their faces ashen—a power powerful enough to shake the rules of the secret realm was awakening fully in a certain direction.

The lingering golden light in the air, like a silent declaration, conveyed a fact to the entire Desolate Annihilation Secret Realm —a "final judgment" that could rewrite history had just occurred here.

The deep space of the Desolate Annihilation Secret Realm fell completely silent in that instant.

The annihilation ripples, interwoven with gold and black, continued to spread slowly. Each ripple seemed to peel away the outer shell of the world, revealing the hollow skeleton beneath—dimensional rifts stretched out in the high sky like a spider web, falling into an invisible abyss.

The two God Clan warriors, whose skills were completely erased, not only vanished without a trace, but even the "records" of the secret realm itself were wiped away—as if this history had never existed, and not even a speck of possibility remained. The footprints, bloodstains, and spiritual energy fluctuations left behind by the fierce battle were now swallowed up by the void, and even the flow of time was sealed off.

The gaze of the Fate-Cause Annihilation Lion slowly swept across the wasteland, a gaze that transcended hunting, like flipping through a book about to be burned—cold, judgmental, and brooking no argument. It slowly withdrew its power, its golden mane transforming back into the silent Fate-Cause Annihilation Wind, but that aura did not dissipate; instead, like a lurking torrent, it seeped into every layer of logic within the secret realm.

In the distance, within a secret canyon formed by bone mountains and flowing fire, several cultivators at the Annihilation Dawn Realm solemnly halted.

"Did you feel it?" One of them asked, his brows furrowed as he stared intently towards the southeast.

"I sensed it, and... it was an aura powerful enough to unsettle Severed Observation Realm · Supreme," another person whispered in response.

On the other side of the Desolate Annihilation Secret Realm, an exploration team of more than ten core disciples was crossing the Dark Tide Sea when they suddenly stopped, their eyes all fixed on the same direction. The oppressive feeling in their hearts struck their Soul Sea.

Even across countless terrains and dimensions, the lingering force remained clearly discernible.

It is not simply murderous intent, but a complete denial of "existence" itself. Once locked in, it means being uprooted from all possible futures and pasts.

The wind in the Desolate Annihilation Secret Realm became oppressive, and the occasional glimpses of light through the cracks in the sky seemed to carry a chilling sense of judgment.

At this moment, all beings who sensed the presence felt the same thought arise in their minds—

No one should go in that direction anymore.

In the camps of the Spirit Clan and the Star Abyss Clan, the clan-marked spirit lamps that were burning steadily exploded at the same moment, turning into ashes that dissipated into the boundless dust.

Several elders at the Annihilation Dawn Realm Supreme suddenly raised their heads, their eyes flashing with shock, anger, and unease.

"What happened? Their Fate Soul Crystal Core... all shattered in the same instant!"

"This is impossible! All wiped out in the same instant... Who did this?!"

The sudden palpitation made them feel as if a heavy stone was pressing on their chests, making it difficult to breathe.

Without time to think, the group transformed into streaks of light and shot straight toward the final coordinates of their Fate Soul' connection. Cracks were torn open in the void, and the power of Annihilation Dawn formed a long bridge that reached the battlefield.

However, when they arrived, they were not greeted by the cries of their disciples, but by a desolate wasteland.

Several layers of the ground were forcibly removed by an unknown force, and the spatial cross-sections rolled up like the pages of a book being peeled back; ash and shattered dimensional particles floated slowly in the air, occasionally shimmering with a strange interweaving of gold and black light.

There was no blood, no severed limbs, no trace of any living being—even the fact that "they once existed" seemed to have been completely erased, and the causal path was severed into a blank.

The air around us was so heavy it was almost solid, as if even the wind dared not touch this rejected space.

In the center of the ruins, a phantom image interwoven with gold and black lingered, the remnant of the oppressive aura of the Fate-Cause Annihilation Lion —an aura of judgment transcending life and death, carrying ancient solemnity and an unchangeable ending.

What made the elders even more uneasy was the lingering remnant of the skill in mid-air—[Dawn-Cause Zero Book · The End of the Peerless Drama].

It transforms into invisible pages, slowly turning and falling. With each page it passes, a piece of history is erased, a name is eliminated, and a destiny is rewritten into "nothingness."

The elders of the Annihilation Dawn Realm, at the Supreme, stood at the edge of this space. Even sensing only the residual aura, a chilling coldness still crept into their hearts.

"This power... is beyond the control of ordinary beings in the Desolate Annihilation Secret Realm."

"To be able to simultaneously erase disciples of the Severed Observation Realm and the Logic Realm Realm, leaving not even a trace... this is a complete 'Final Judgment existence'."

However, they could only stare at the empty battlefield, unable to find any trace of the caster.

It was as if nothing had ever happened here.

In the void, the lingering aura was unlike ordinary battle intent; it was a "decree of termination" that transcended time and causality.

The oppressive aura of the Fate-Cause Annihilation Lion solidified in the air, like an ancient behemoth still lurking in the shadows, watching intently. Every wisp of escaping golden-black light carried the weight of an impending doom—they intertwined in mid-air to form an invisible scroll, slowly turning its pages with a rustling sound. It wasn't the rubbing of paper, but the tearing, discarding, and burning of the world's history, page by page.

The lingering effects of [Dawn-Cause Zero Book: The End of the Peerless Drama] are still slowly releasing their aftershocks.

In mid-air, a page of the "Fate Book" gleaming with golden light flipped down. As it swept across the center of the ruins, the stone carvings, cracks, and even the dust that had once settled there were all rewritten as "nothingness"—no longer existing, no longer recognized by any memory, any record, or any law.

The spatial fractures were as if etched by a sharp pen of judgment, presenting geometrically precise cuts, within which flickered the faint light of the dark Annihilation Abyss; occasionally, fragments of time floated out, reflecting scenes that had long been erased—the smiles of the Spirit Clan disciples, the battle cries of the Star Abyss Clan. In the next instant, these scenes turned into fine dust and vanished into nothingness.

The earth seemed to have lost its support; the collapsed section was bottomless, its bottom a "still Annihilation Abyss," where even light dared not enter. Occasionally, a few strands of cause and effect would struggle to rise from the abyss, only to be immediately swept away by invisible golden pages and thrown into the "final page of the irreversible archive of Fate-Cause."

The wind was sucked away, and the air turned into heavy, Annihilation Dawn Realm Supreme stepped in, there was even a faint cracking sound under their feet—it was because the space could not bear their presence and was forced to collapse slightly.

They involuntarily held their breath, for when they looked directly at the afterimage of the interwoven gold and black pages, they felt not anger, but an instinctive fear.

That power—can rewrite the glorious chapters of a people into nothingness in an instant, along with all past glories and failures, disappearing into the eternal sea of Nameless.

This battlefield no longer belongs to any era of the Source of Epochless.

It is the "Nameless Domain" that has been completely deleted.

On the other side of the Desolate Annihilation Secret Realm, Qin Yu, Wang Yuan, Hong Xiuxiang, and two disciples at the Severed Observation Realm · Supreme were slowly making their way along a canyon paved with broken bones.

Suddenly--

Qin Yu paused, and the Source-Extinguishing Divine Sword mark between his brows flashed suddenly, as if it had detected an extremely dangerous disturbance signal. In the air, an inexplicable heavy pressure swept in from afar, like a deathly tide rolling in from the end of an era.

This aura was unlike any other annihilation or chaotic power. It had no roar, no storm, and not even a destructive explosion, yet it evoked an extreme sense of desolation—as if all one's battles, glory, struggles, and even traces of one's existence would be completely erased from the world in the next instant.

"Senior brother... can you feel it?" Wang Yuan's voice was unusually low. His Nonexistence Form should have been immune to most sensory pressures, but at this moment, his soul consciousness was trembling slightly.

Hong Xiuxiang held the Spirit Brocade Book Realm in her hand, its pages turning on their own without wind, as if writing some kind of "final verdict" in advance. Her expression was solemn. "This aura... it's like writing the ending for a certain race."

Just then, the clouds in the sky were parted by an invisible brushstroke, and a thin, almost invisible streak of golden-black light fell from the sky. It didn't land where they were, but instead left an imprint on their consciousness—

A page gleaming with golden light slowly turned in their hearts, but on that page, there were no words, only a blank space.

Qin Yu gripped the sword core imprint of the Source-Extinguishing Divine Sword tightly and said in a deep voice:

"This is... the power to end existence. Though it's far away, it can already affect us."

In that instant, the atmosphere in the hearts of the five people froze. Even though they had not Fate-Cause Annihilation Lion, they all felt an instinctive sense of crisis.

Once they truly confront this existence, without preparation, their names might become the next stroke on that "blank final page".

In the distance, a piece of land in the Desolate Annihilation Secret Realm is silently sinking, transforming into an indescribable black fault line that leads straight to the unknown depths of the Annihilation Abyss.

The terrifying aura lingered for a full ten breaths before slowly receding, as if the person who had penned the book had put away the unseen "Book of the End."

But just as it vanished, a very subtle cold glint flashed in Qin Yu's eyes.

Deep within his consciousness, the patterns of the Three Forms of Fate Construction trembled slightly, and the ripples of [Cause and Effect Deconstruction] spontaneously flowed, intertwining with the residual energy he had just encountered, creating a special pulse—the natural conflict between "erasing the script logic" and "rewriting the rules of cause and effect".

The Azure Ring trembled gently deep between his brows, but did not manifest; instead, it emitted a calm sound within his sea of consciousness:

"Remember its rhythm... This is the rhythm of erasure-type concept killing, different from ordinary Annihilation, its source comes from 'narrative logic' itself."

Qin Yu nodded silently, his fingers slightly bent, and a wisp of causal light was silently sealed into the Azure Evolution Core, freezing it into a tiny "fragment of logic".

This fragment will become the key to countering the power of this "blank final page" in the future.

He thought to himself:

"If we ever truly encounter such a situation in the future... we must first sever its narrative foundation through Cause and Effect Deconstruction, then use Time Flow Reversal to pull back to its unerased state, and finally use Existence Erasure to make it backfire. This is the only chance."

Wang Yuan glanced at him but didn't ask any further questions. However, from Qin Yu's solemn expression, he could already guess that Qin Yu was setting up some kind of trap.

Hong Xiuxiang spoke softly, "That power has gone far away, but I always feel... it will come back."

Qin Yu looked up into the depths of the Desolate Annihilation Secret Realm; that dark place seemed to be waiting for something.

He simply replied, "So... we must get ahead of it."

The figures transformed into streaks of light, disappearing into the eerie depths of the canyon. Meanwhile, the fragment of logic lay dormant within Qin Yu's Azure Evolution Core, awaiting that future moment.

Until the moment Fate-Cause Annihilation Lion.