Annihilation Contemplation Locking Seal Core
In the Source of Epochless · Middle Layer a vast and magnificent battleground. Built against the mountainside, the towering ancient city resembles an immortal fortress embedded in the mountain ridge. The city walls, like pillars reaching into the depths of the dark clouds, and the layered pavilions and stone towers are like stacked peaks. The giant dragon sculpture on the mountainside seems to have come alive, its ferocious head protruding from the cliff, roaring angrily, its breath churning with flames and storms, turning the entire sky blood red.
Below the city, a vast army stretched out in dense formation, banners billowing like a tide, their black armor reflecting the flames. Thousands upon thousands of cultivators and soldiers clashed in the sea of fire, their blood flowing into the rivers, turning into crimson waves. Flames raged along the streets, ancient wooden and stone buildings collapsed with a deafening roar, ashes and dust soaring into the sky, as if the entire city was weeping.
Dark clouds rolled and churned, obscuring the sun, with lightning flashing like azure dragons. The deafening roar of thunder mingled with war drums and screams, weaving together a symphony of apocalypse. Suddenly, a colossal shadow descended from the sky, and a colossal beast composed of clouds and stone bones shattered the heavens, its eyes burning with Netherworld flames, its roar shaking mountains. Its roar was like the death knell of the world, causing countless cultivators to cough up blood on the spot, and the battle formation to collapse instantly.
From the direction of the port, dozens of massive warships surged forward against the waves, soldiers on deck roaring in unison, flames illuminating their resolute faces. Black waves churned on the sea, crashing against the city walls, seemingly poised to engulf the entire ancient city at any moment. On the city walls, cultivators fought desperately, rune arrays burning, spiritual light and flames intertwining, turning the sky into an endless battlefield of Asura.
The entire area seemed to have ceased to be the mortal world, but rather a living purgatory—an altar of iron and blood, a war song of raging fire and dark clouds.
On the battlefield where flames and blood mingled, suddenly, more than thirty black-gold rifts opened in the void. Emerging from them were more than thirty Dao Shadow Soldier, their figures like semi-transparent phantoms, resembling humans but without faces, their heads burning with golden-blue "Dao Flame," and their bodies flowing with rune-like energy ripples. Every gesture they made was accompanied by illusions of shattered stars and collapsing cycles of reincarnation.
The moment they appeared, the world seemed to freeze. The screams of raging blood and fire were torn apart, replaced by a deathly silence. In the next instant, the Dao Shadow Soldier simultaneously raised their "Origin-Returning Blade." The invisible blades sliced through the air, producing a deep "Dao Chant," as if the Dao itself were pronouncing death.
As the blade struck, the entire clan's defensive formation shattered, the runes torn into shreds of light, and vanished into the void. Dozens of clansmen didn't even have time to scream before their bodies and souls were broken down into particles of Karmic Dust and absorbed into the energy flow of the Dao Shadow Soldier.
"Ah--!" Some of the remaining cultivators roared madly, desperately releasing their Innate Martial Soul. The Fiery Giant Eagle flapped its wings and swooped down, the Abyss Dragon roared and surged, and even some elders activated their ancestral artifacts in an attempt to resist. However, the moment those martial souls and ancestral artifacts touched the blade of the Dao Shadow Soldier, they flashed with light and completely disintegrated, as if they had never existed, even their names were erased.
In the streets and alleys, women, children, and low-level cultivators scattered and fled. However, no matter where they fled, the Dao Shadow Soldier only needed to raise their hands, and golden-blue ripples would spread out, freezing all life within hundreds of meters. The next moment, their bodies turned into semi-transparent phantoms, their mournful cries solidified, and then shattered into silent light fragments.
Blood flowed like rivers, yet not a trace of life remained; corpses turned to ashes, leaving no tombstone. At that moment, the entire area seemed to be forcibly erased from history, becoming a blank space that should never have existed.
In just a moment, the thirty-odd Dao Shadow Soldier completely wiped out the foundation of that clan, turning the blood-fire-scorched city into a desolate wasteland. The remaining energy tumbled in the air, transforming into countless phantoms, reflecting the cycle of star birth and death and the collapse of cause and effect.
The thirty-odd Dao Shadow Soldier remained silent, exchanging no words with each other. They simply turned in unison and marched deeper into the city to continue the next round of mopping-up operations.
The hustle and bustle of the street seemed to be shrouded in a kind of oppressive atmosphere. Qin Yu was standing in an extremely ancient logic structure shop in the Radiant Heaven Imperial Capital. The wooden counter was filled with crystal-clear logic components, which emitted a faint causal glow. Outside the shop, there was a great deal of noise, but in his ears, he gradually made out a few hushed conversations.
"Have you heard? Three days ago, the entire Spirit Dream Divine Descendants clan... was Annihilation by the Phantom Demonic Spirit." A cultivator in a green robe said, his eyes filled with fear, his voice trembling uncontrollably.
"What? Spirit Dream Divine Descendants? They are Ancient Clan that has been passed down for countless eons! How could they possibly..." Before the person next to him could finish speaking, his voice lowered, as if afraid of touching some taboo.
"It's true," another elder interjected in a low voice, his fingers trembling slightly with fear. "More than thirty Phantom Demonic Spirit appeared simultaneously, and the entire Spirit Dream Sacred Domain lasted for less than an hour. Everyone, whether elders at the Severed Observation Realm or the Annihilation Dawn Realm, was... completely wiped out."
As soon as he finished speaking, a murmur of discussion spread like a cold wind. Some people looked terrified, some were ashen-faced, and some broke out in a cold sweat, involuntarily taking a few steps back.
"This is terrifying... The Phantom Demonic Spirit are not just ordinary monsters; they are completely outside the scope of 'normal Annihilation Dawn Realm · Supreme '."
"Yes, I heard that the sky cracked open at that time, and the supreme annihilation fluctuations were even sensed by cultivators millions of miles away."
Qin Yu's hand slowly rested on the cold edge of the counter, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. His breathing was extremely calm, but the Azure Ring deep within his sea of consciousness vibrated slightly, emitting a low ripple. "It seems that the henchmen of the Source Dao Supreme Return Emperor have truly begun to mobilize on a large scale."
The lively atmosphere of the entire capital city turned eerily cold amidst these suppressed whispers.
Qin Yu stood quietly in the corner of the Logic Architecture store, the hushed whispers of the crowd still ringing in his ears, but his consciousness had already sunk deep into his heart. The demise of the Spirit Dream Divine Descendants made him instantly realize one thing—the true target of the Dao Shadow Soldier was not these Ancient Clan, but himself.
The Azure Ring trembled gently in her sea of consciousness, as if whispering with a hint of helplessness and determination, "Although their source will failed to directly target you, and I was not completely devoured, they will inevitably search again and again until they erase you."
A cold glint flashed in Qin Yu's eyes, which he quickly concealed. He knew that if he appeared under the name Qin Yu at this moment, Chen Chao and Chen Po would surely seize the opportunity to slander him, and the Eternal Extreme Sacred Hall would inevitably be caught in the storm. Chi Ning, Shen Yuzhi, Luo Huan, and others, and even the entire Annihilation Star Hall, would suffer as a result.
"From this day forward, I am no longer Qin Yu."
He walked out of the store with steady steps, but his eyes were as cold as ice. As his soul aura receded, he completely changed his appearance: his thick eyebrows were erased, and his face became a cold and handsome stranger, with logical factors flowing between his body that were different from before. Even his soul breath was covered again by the power of the Azure Ring, and now there was no trace of him left.
Mo Chen.
The wind on the street blew his black robe as he stood in the crowd, completely detached from the Qin Yu of the past.
"The Phantom Demonic Spirit will eventually have to fight me," he muttered to himself, his voice carrying a resolute edge.
Deep within her consciousness, the Azure Ring suddenly shone brightly, scattering a radiant, Annihilation light like a galaxy. Her playful yet solemn tone emerged. "Since they dare to come, we will wipe them out one by one. Qin Yu, you are no longer the prey; you will become the hunter of their Annihilation."
Qin Yu —no, the current Mo Chen —slightly curled his lips into a cold smile.
His eyes shimmered with Azure Ring of starlight, and his resolve was unwavering.
"I will Annihilation and delete every single Dao Shadow Soldier in the Source of Epochless · Middle Layer."
Inside the Logical Architecture Shop on the street corner, the light was dim, and the shelves were piled high with various treasures and components that shimmered with strange runes. Mo Chen (Qin Yu in disguise) stood quietly at the deepest part, his expression cold and aloof. His aura, which was Ultimate restrained, made him look like an ordinary traveler.
Just then, the shopkeeper put away the ledger, slowly raised his eyes, a shrewd yet respectful smile on his face, his voice hoarse yet carrying an undeniable weight:
"Young friend, I see you've been lingering here for quite some time. Is there something you're interested in? Or are you looking for some more unusual component?"
Mo Chen nodded slightly, his gaze deep, and he uttered each word slowly, each one carrying a chilling sharpness:
"Hmm, I need a treasure... It must have a built-in 'Transcendent Observation and Concealment Breaking' mechanism, capable of forcibly manifesting the 'unobservable' realm of the Severed Observation Realm onto the causal plane, stripping it of its 'Nonexistence Form' advantage, ensuring I can accurately lock onto it and achieve a swift and decisive kill at the most crucial moment."
As soon as he spoke, the few customers who had been wandering around the shop froze, casting glances of surprise or avoidance. This demand clearly pointed directly to the legendary Phantom Demonic Spirit —the most feared beings in the entire middle class right now.
The shopkeeper's eyes flickered for a moment, then his smile deepened, carrying a suppressed certainty and fervor. "Yes, yes. Young friend, you have excellent eyesight. It seems you are no ordinary cultivator. Coincidentally, I have a very rare 'Karmic Locking Seal Component' here, which perfectly matches the effect you described."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and waved it, causing the array behind the counter to slowly open, revealing a jet-black box. The surface of the box was engraved with intricate causal cracks that were almost impossible to look at directly, as if one would be pulled into them if one were to lose focus even for a moment.
The shopkeeper spoke solemnly, with a hint of seduction in his whisper, "This treasure is called the Annihilation Contemplation Locking Seal Core. Once activated, it can lock onto the so-called 'non-existent' form of the Severed Observation Realm, forcibly dragging it into the causal flow and making it visible. No matter how it tries to erase or hide itself, it will ultimately be fixed at this moment. If you truly wish to hunt down such beings, this item will surely be of great help to you."
At this point, his gaze suddenly sharpened as he stared intently at Mo Chen: "But... this item comes at a tremendous price. Are you truly prepared?"
The shopkeeper held the jet-black box in both hands and gently pushed it in front of Mo Chen (Qin Yu). As the lid slowly opened, a chilling aura suddenly filled the air, as if instantly plunging the entire shop into a Silent Void.
Inside the box lay a profound crystal core, its shape neither perfectly round nor perfectly round, its edges constantly shifting, as if even geometry itself could not stabilize its form. The crystal core was entirely black, yet within this blackness emerged fine, flowing lines of crimson gold, like scars left after the river of cause and effect had been forcibly severed. Occasionally, a crack of annihilation light would flash from the center of the crystal core, accompanied by an extremely low-frequency vibration, sounding like the heartbeat of the world, yet making one's mind tremble with fear.
As the crystal core trembled slightly, the surrounding void began to crack faintly, revealing erased figures, vanished names, and broken chains of fate—as if it existed solely in the realm of "manifestation that cannot be manifested."
Annihilation Contemplation Locking Seal Core (Unique Treasure)
Core competencies:
1. Transcendent Observation and Concealment Breaking:
When activated, the crystal core releases "Annihilation Contemplation Ripple," as if reversing the fabric of spacetime causality. Any "Nonexistence Form" of the Severed Observation Realm will be forcibly dragged to the causal manifestation level, instantly fixing its figure, destiny trajectory, and soul breath.
In the void, billions of crimson-gold threads of light erupted, each thread formed from the recombination of "denied cause and effect," weaving together an invisible net that dragged the target into existence. The target's non-existent nature was peeled away layer by layer, revealing a naked body of cause and effect.
2. Locking Seal Abyss Stabilization:
Once manifested, the crystal core releases a ring of locks, resembling countless overlapping rune halos, binding the enemy to the origin of cause and effect. If the enemy attempts to erase its own existence, the rune rings will instantly revert back, turning the attempt to erase it into a backlash.
Layers of crimson-gold halos appeared, rotating like giant gears of judgment. Every struggle of the target was transformed into a surge of pain, until they were unable to move.
3. Annihilation Guidance:
Users can lock enemies into a manifested state and use their own martial spirit, divine artifact, or the power of the Azure Ring to achieve final Annihilation. The Annihilation Contemplation Locking Seal Core does not replace killing, but it ensures that the opponent can no longer hide, disappear, or escape through logical reversal.
When the enemy is completely immobilized, the cracking light in the center of the crystal core bursts forth, like a bottomless abyss opening its bloody maw, swallowing up all the enemy's "escape routes".
Cost:
After being used once, the Annihilation Contemplation Locking Seal Core will inevitably shatter into dust. Its locking power is too domineering; each use is equivalent to reversing the entire causal river, and the user's sea of consciousness will also be shaken, causing either severe pain or, in severe cases, a brief coma.
It can only be used against enemies at the "Severed Observation Realm - Nonexistence Form" level or higher; it has no effect on lower-level enemies.
The shopkeeper slowly closed the box, his voice low and trembling slightly:
"This item is called the Annihilation Contemplation Locking Seal Core. It only recognizes the person who wields it, and once it resonates with your sea of consciousness, it will respond automatically at crucial moments. Young friend, if you truly wish to embark on the path of hunting 'Phantom Demonic Spirit,' it... will be your sharpest blade, but also your only blade."
At this moment, the entire shop was silent, with only the deep pulsation of the crystal core echoing, as if even heaven and earth were holding their breath in anticipation.