Fate-Cause Annihilation Lion · Negation of the Script

The aftershocks of the Wuji Realm had not yet dissipated, and the traces of Annihilation left by the Time Splitting of the Azure Ring still lingered in the heavens and earth, as if a corner of the void had been completely hollowed out. The bodies of the twelve Dao Shadow Soldier had turned into particles of dust and were swallowed up by the Silent Realm Returns to the Beginning, leaving not even the faintest trace of cause and effect.

Qin Yu in the center of the ruins, his chest heaving violently, yet a cold light still shone in his eyes. The Azure Ring trembled slightly in his sea of consciousness, its resonance like an echo that transcended eternity. The aura emanating from him carried an indescribable sharpness and killing intent, causing everyone present to tremble.

Hong Xiuxiang looked up and stared. Although she was still recovering from serious injuries, she was deeply shocked by the terrifying aura released by Qin Yu at this moment, and a complex and indescribable wave of emotion rose in her heart. The two elders of the Dawn Cloud First Hall also stared intently at Qin Yu, and their eyes flashed with horror and undisguised solemnity for a moment.

As for the other disciples, whether they were female cultivators from the Dawn Cloud First Hall or powerful figures from various divine palaces, they were all in a deathly silence. The way they looked at Qin Yu was no longer that of a simple companion or a stranger, but rather a mixture of fear, awe, and even instinctive trembling.

"What kind of power was that just now..." a disciple murmured, his voice trembling, but he dared not utter a complete sentence.

Qin Yu didn't respond to anyone's shock, but simply gave them a deep look before slowly withdrawing his gaze. The silence that Annihilation seemed to remind everyone that the person they had met today was beyond their easy comprehension.

The traces of the void's Annihilation remained, and the air outside the entire Annihilation Ancient Divine Palace seemed to have been completely sucked out, leaving only a suffocating pressure. Even the experts at the Only Book Realm and the Severed Observation Realm felt as if their souls were imprisoned at that moment, and even their breathing became slow.

Hong Xiuxiang breathed softly, the shock in her eyes impossible to conceal. She knew very well that the power Qin Yu had just used was no ordinary martial soul ability, but a supreme authority capable of transcending logic and erasing cause and effect. Her lips trembled, but she ultimately did not ask, only silently taking half a step closer to Qin Yu, as if subconsciously wanting to rely on him.

The two elders of the Dawn Cloud First Hall wore extremely solemn expressions. They were always known for their calmness and wisdom, but at this moment, an instinctive fear also welled up in their hearts. That fear did not come from the enemy, but from the unknown power that Qin Yu had just displayed—a power capable of overturning the world's understanding. A thought even flashed through their minds: if Qin Yu were not on their side, the entire palace would probably have Annihilation by him alone.

As for the hundred or so disciples present, they were completely speechless, their minds deeply shaken. Some trembled slightly, gripping their natal weapons tightly, yet dared not release even the slightest bit of their aura; others lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at Qin Yu's figure, feeling that if they looked at him any longer, their sea of consciousness would shatter.

This atmosphere spread, until the entire palace was filled with people whose heartbeats seemed to be controlled by the same invisible Silent Origin. Qin Yu did not speak, but his figure stood in the center of the lingering traces of Annihilation, like an unspeakable Silent Realm Stele Seal, suppressing everyone's breath and thoughts.

At that moment, no one dared to approach, no one dared to speak. Even the elders of the Severed Observation Realm could only silently warn in their hearts: This child is no ordinary person.

After a long silence, an elder from the Dawn Cloud First Hall finally spoke in a low voice, which, though calm, carried an uncontrollable tremor. "This matter... is extraordinary. To be able to sweep through twelve unknown Supreme artifacts within the Desolate Annihilation Secret Realm and to survive a direct confrontation with them is beyond all comprehension."

Another elder frowned, a sharp glint in his eyes, but finally uttered slowly, "This matter must be reported immediately. If it is concealed, the entire Dawn Cloud First Hall may be plunged into an unpredictable catastrophe."

Hong Xiuxiang's expression was complex. She looked at Qin Yu, her eyes filled with awe and a barely concealed worry. She said softly, "Qin Yu, we must leave and report the truth to the Ancestor. These things... their origins are far from ordinary."

Qin Yu remained silent for a long time before finally speaking, his voice low but firm. "I understand. But the disciples of the Eternal Extreme Sacred Hall are still missing, and I must go to find them. This is my responsibility as their disciple. You leave to deliver the truth to the Ancestor, while I will stay behind alone."

Hong Xiuxiang's expression changed drastically. She wanted to dissuade him, but seeing the determination and calmness in Qin Yu's eyes, the words stuck in her throat and she ultimately couldn't say them.

The two elders exchanged a glance, both seeing a heavy weight in each other's eyes. They understood that Qin Yu was about to enter a dangerous place, but they also understood that he would not back down.

"Alright," the elder nodded slowly, his tone solemn, "We will immediately lead the disciples to evacuate the Desolate Annihilation Secret Realm and personally return to the hall to report to the Ancestor. But Qin Yu, you must be careful."

A sudden gust of wind arose, and the two elders of the Dawn Cloud First Hall waved their sleeves, sweeping up over a hundred female disciples who transformed into a rainbow stream, disappearing swiftly into the depths of the secret realm along with Hong Xiuxiang.

Qin Yu stood silently amidst the Annihilation ruins, his eyes cold and piercing. The whisper of the Azure Ring within his mind resurfaced, carrying a hint of solemnity and chilling intent. "Qin Yu, the road ahead is even more dangerous. If you travel alone, you must be prepared to face their pursuit at any moment..."

He raised his eyes and gazed into the Annihilation Ancient Divine Palace, his gaze sharp as a blade. At this moment, he had no way out.

The wind in the Desolate Annihilation Secret Realm became empty and desolate. As the crowd of people from the Dawn Cloud First Hall completely disappeared, only Qin Yu remained alone on this gray ruin. The rubble and the traces of Annihilation around him were like silent tombstones, proclaiming the earth-shattering battle that had just taken place.

Qin Yu closed his eyes and slowly regulated his breathing. The light of the Azure Ring in his sea of consciousness flickered gently, like a cold moon hanging in the abyss, reminding him of his current solitary situation.

"The disciples of the Eternal Extreme Sacred Hall must still be somewhere." Qin Yu's mind was as firm as iron, and an unwavering determination appeared in his eyes.

His divine sense spread out, sweeping across the surroundings like an invisible river. Countless chaotic fluctuations emanated from the depths of the secret realm, some were remnants of battle aura, others were the aftereffects of shattered rules. Qin Yu focused his mind and locked onto a faint yet familiar fluctuation coming from the direction of the dark abyss in the distance—the unique echo of the golden Eternal Pole Crystal Core.

"There."

Without further hesitation, he trembled and transformed into a streak of black light, sweeping across the desolate land. With each step he took, the ground hummed, and cracks in the void spread like a spider web, revealing the terrifying structure deep within the Desolate Annihilation Secret Realm: gray-white bone mountains, floating fragments of ruined realms, and countless traces of past civilizations piled up like a collapsing tide.

As they ventured deeper, the atmosphere grew increasingly oppressive. An indescribable, deathly stillness seemed to permeate the air, as if time and space had been simultaneously frozen in time, making even their heartbeats heavy.

Azure Ring's deep voice came through. "Qin Yu, be careful. The fluctuations in this area are very unusual. Not only Dao Shadow Soldier, but also... something even more ancient is slumbering."

Qin Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't stop. He knew in his heart that if he retreated now, the disciples of the Eternal Extreme Sacred Hall would be buried here forever.

In the distance, a grayish-white mist slowly unfolded, like a deep sea swallowing light. Within the mist, a golden light flickered, like the last hope desperately burning in the dying.

Qin Yu's gaze sharpened instantly, and his aura suddenly contracted to its Ultimate. He transformed into a black arc of light and plunged into the mist.

At the edge of the mist, what awaits him is the unknown.

Qin Yu's figure disappeared into the gray mist. In that instant, the entire world seemed to be shrouded in a thick Stillness Veil, all colors were swallowed up, leaving only a world interwoven with gray and black.

The ground beneath their feet was no longer solid, but had turned into a faint, ethereal shadow—like a fragment of a world emptied of time. Stepping on it would create ripples of deathly stillness, and between the ripples came a silent lament, as if it were the weeping of an ancient, fallen civilization.

Qin Yu swept his divine sense across the area and was shocked to find that its coverage was compressed to less than a mile in the mist. Everything around him was swallowed up by a mysterious force of "causal reversal". He focused his attention and found that his own phantoms were constantly reflected in the area touched by his divine sense. The movements of those phantoms were exactly the same as his, but with a slight sluggishness, as if they were trapped in different time slices.

Azure Ring's voice came solemnly. "This mist is no ordinary obstacle; it is part of the 'Causality Labyrinth River.' Anyone who enters it will leave countless 'reflections' in the cracks of time and cause and effect. If one's mind is not firm, one will be replaced by one's own reflection and gradually lose oneself."

Qin Yu's heart sank, his true source vibrated with each breath, and the power of Annihilation Origin surged within his body. He gently shook the Silent Origin · Wheel-Breaking Seal, and a layer of black and gold wheel patterns appeared on his body, forcibly dispelling the interference of the illusions around him.

But this was only the beginning. As he ventured deeper, a low chanting gradually rose from the mist. The voice sounded like an ancient ritual, or a whisper that transcended time, coming from all directions, carrying endless falsehood and temptation.

"Come back... Let go... You should never have existed here..."

Every word seemed to strip away Qin Yu's existence, forcing him to acknowledge that he had never truly lived.

Qin Yu's eyes were cold, his pupils flashing with a bluish-white light, as he whispered, "Silent Origin - Boundless Ashes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a wisp of black flame ignited beneath his feet, like a dark tide burning through the void, forcefully suppressing the chanting. The mist churned, instantly tearing open a narrow passage, with a faint light in the distance, though still indistinct.

Azure Ring whispered a reminder: "Qin Yu, don't rush. There are likely still 'Watchers' in this mist... They may not be enemies, but they certainly won't allow you to pass through easily."

Qin Yu frowned, gripped the Source-Extinguishing Divine Sword tightly, and stepped steadily and coldly into the deeper part.

Deep within the mist, space suddenly trembled, as if an invisible giant brush was sketching words of destruction in the void. As Qin Yu took a step forward, the gray-white barrier in front of him suddenly exploded, and a torrent of gold burst forth from the crack, like countless shattered "script pages" burning into a rain of light that fell into the void.

In the center of the rain of light, a giant golden lion slowly stepped out. Its figure was so enormous that it almost covered the entire misty space, reaching a height of ten thousand feet. Its mane was like a burning golden storm, with each strand of mane stirring up the Fate-Cause Annihilation Wind, causing the logic and rules of heaven and earth to peel away piece by piece, like torn cloth.

Its limbs were deeply marked with jet-black runes—"Seal of Script Negation." Each rune was like a prohibition spanning billions of epochs, fundamentally denying the three fundamental logics of "character," "story," and "cause and effect." As the runes flickered, the surrounding mist turned to ashes, and countless false phantom characters shattered in an instant, as if they had never existed.

Qin Yu's heart tightened suddenly, and his eyes instantly turned cold. Because deep within the lion's eyes, he saw the most chilling scene—pages of a flowing "drama of destiny," the Spirit Clan, the Star Abyss Clan... these "protagonists" who had reached the pinnacle in countless narratives, had their scripts torn apart and their glory stripped away in an instant by the roar of the Fate-Cause Annihilation Lion, and all the logic of their existence collapsed in a single thought!

The golden lion's mouth opened slightly, and the sound was like a heavy drum rolling down from the source of the universe:

"Dawn-Cause Zero Book - Enemy-Slaying Plot"

With that sound, the void folded violently as if rewritten paper, and all the possible scenarios before Qin Yu were torn apart by an invisible claw. His name, destiny, and even his status as the "protagonist" were all being denied. That power was ruthless and absolute: it didn't kill you, but directly declared that you "never existed."

The surrounding special effects suddenly exploded--

Countless golden runes scattered in the air, like the ashes of deleted words; above the sky, a gigantic "Book of Scripts" appeared, its pages turning on their own, each turn accompanied by a deafening tearing sound. Qin Yu felt his destiny being pulled, and the light of the Azure Ring deep within his sea of consciousness pulsed violently for a moment, as if it would be completely swallowed up by the Seal of Denial at any moment.

Azure Ring's voice suddenly rang out, carrying an unusual chill. "Qin Yu, be careful! It's not attacking your body, but denying your identity as the 'protagonist'! If it completely writes your story, you will disappear along with your existence, Wuhen!"

Qin Yu's killing intent surged, and Leaving Stillness light appeared in his blue and white eyes. With the Source-Extinguishing Divine Sword in hand, its blade unleashed a dazzling light that could split ten thousand feet apart.

"You want to deny me? I'll make your script utterly Annihilation!"