Judgment of the Unrecorded: Three Lives Remain

On that battlefield shrouded in black and gold mist, space had been completely distorted. The remaining six Dao Shadow Soldier surrounded the area, their golden-blue "Dao Flame" swaying in the void, as if sealing the entire world into a hell of reincarnation.

One of the women, a woman at the Severed Observation Realm, wore tattered armor. Her Innate Martial Soul, "Heavenly Frost Sword Feathers," unfurled like a waterfall on her back, its thousand-foot-long feathers shimmering with a blinding annihilation light. Her eyes were cold, yet tinged with a heavy weight, as she spoke in a low voice:

"Everyone, stay calm! We can't let them split us up again!"

As her voice fell, the sword feathers vibrated, transforming into a sky full of sword light that slashed straight into the void. Each sword feather was like a divine punishment ice stream falling from the heavens, its sharpness accompanied by Annihilation Origin chill, forcing the three Dao Shadow Soldiers to temporarily stop in their tracks.

However, the next moment, the Daoist runes on the surface of Dao Shadow Soldier's body lit up in unison, and the neat "Origin-Returning Blade" was swung out, causing golden-blue ripples to suddenly erupt in the void. It was not an ordinary attack, but the power of collective resonance. Each strike was like a symphony played by a thousand troops, crushing the woman's sword light layer by layer.

The heavens and earth roared incessantly as the sword feather shattered into countless flashes of cold light. As it fell, it was melted by the "Dao Flame," turning into nothingness and leaving no trace of its existence.

The woman's body trembled, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, but she still gritted her teeth and clasped her hands together. The snow and frost that had been annihilated in her sea of consciousness surged forth, instantly evolving into an ice-sealed sword domain.

Within this domain, void rifts solidified, causal chains froze, and even sound seemed to be trapped in a silent icy prison. As the sword domain rose, it suppressed the attacks of several Dao Shadow Soldiers, buying time for his companions to breathe.

The void suddenly sank.

Among the six Dao Shadow Soldiers, the one in the very center suddenly raised its "Origin-Returning Blade," and its entire body burst into intense golden-blue "Dao Flame." Accompanied by flashing runes, the energy around it resonated instantly, as if all the cause and effect of heaven and earth were being stirred by it.

The next moment, it swung down suddenly with the "Origin-Returning Blade" in its hand.

[Origin-Returning Annihilation-Rending Slash]!

A straight, pitch-black crack was cleaved through the entire space, within which surged countless golden-blue runes, like an endless scroll of Dao being overturned, carrying the supreme logic of "erasing existence," sweeping towards the group of women at the Severed Observation Realm.

The attack was silent, yet more chilling than any thunderous roar. The world seemed stripped of its color; the air, the light, even their breathing were severed.

"--Defense quickly!"

Amidst the lead woman's heart-wrenching shouts, more than a dozen women at the Severed Observation Realm simultaneously released their Innate Martial Soul.

Some summoned the "Heavenly Frost Sword Feathers," and millions of sword feathers transformed into an ice-bound starry river, forcefully weaving a defensive canopy; others activated the "Red Lotus Book Pages," and countless crimson flame spirit books were opened, burning karma to construct a barrier; still others had the "Rift Abyss Phoenix Shadow" appear behind them, its wings spread, attempting to isolate the rifting waves with flames of destruction and rebirth.

Boom!!

The moment the Origin-Returning Annihilation-Rending Slash, the entire space exploded completely.

The sword feathers shattered into countless fragments of light, the burning pages turned to ashes and scattered, and the phoenix's wings were forcibly severed! Several women coughed up blood on the spot, their bodies flying backward in the air, their robes instantly scorched and torn apart.

The leading woman gritted her teeth and persevered, clapping her hands together, instantly unleashing the frost laws within her sea of consciousness to their Limit.

[Annihilation Frost Ice Prison]!

In an instant, the world was completely frozen, time seemed to stand still, and the cracks created by the Origin-Returning Annihilation-Rending Slash were temporarily pinned down by the thick ice layer, preventing them from spreading further.

But her aura was rapidly fading, black cracks ran down her arm and across her chest, and blood completely soaked her armor.

Right in the very center of this battlefield, six Dao Shadow Soldier stood in formation, their semi-transparent energy bodies resembling six ancient steles, the Daoist runes flowing across their surfaces ("Dao," "Gui," "Yuan") shimmering with a cold and ruthless light. Suddenly, the most imposing phantom in the very center slowly raised its head—this was their leader.

Its head was not simply golden and azure Dao Flame, but rather condensed into a fiercely burning "Annihilation star," with golden and azure flames constantly bursting forth, illuminating the surrounding sky. The runes surrounding it had overlapped with the void, each word like a cornerstone of the world, forcibly altered by it.

"--Destroy."

The sound waves, devoid of any emotion, shook the heavens and earth.

Immediately afterwards, the commander spread his arms out at the same time, holding a halberd evolved from the "Origin-Returning Blade" in each hand. The halberds were invisible, but with each swing, countless blue-gold cracks appeared in the sky, as if the entire space-time was being cleaved open. With its first swing, an endless wave of energy erupted, and golden-blue Dao Flame swept across the battlefield like a giant wave.

The sky was torn in two, the left side collapsing while the right side expanded, as if time and space were simultaneously destroyed under its onslaught. The ground beneath the women's feet cracked into countless fragments in an instant, the fragments floating in the air as if forcibly dragged into an endless cycle of illusions.

The air froze, followed by a deafening, deep rumble, as if a million bells were tolling simultaneously, assaulting everyone's consciousness.

Everyone felt their consciousness being drawn by an extremely cold and intense force, as if their "existence record" was being erased.

This was the commander's first killing move, a devastating strike belonging to the Annihilation Dawn Realm's Supreme, which was almost unbearable for those who were not of the same level.

The women were horrified. One of them immediately shouted, "Hold on! If we don't work together, this place will be our doom!"

In an instant, the women unleashed their power, their Innate Martial Soul appearing one by one: some had a Sole Book illusion behind them; some summoned the icy Annihilation Abyss river; and others used their blood as a catalyst, burning their soul consciousness to summon a divine bird phantom that blotted out the sky. Countless lights and shadows soared into the sky, transforming into a dazzling barrier that forcefully met the terrifying offensive of the leader.

The golden-blue destructive wave, like a collapsed celestial river, poured down, carrying with it the Dao Flame annihilation. It was the first strike of the ruler, not just an impact of power, but also an erasure of concepts: wherever it passed, mountains and rivers turned to ash, the air shattered, and even the most basic sensory definition of "sound" was destroyed, plunging the world into a moment of deathly silence.

However, at this critical moment, more than a dozen women at the Severed Observation Realm simultaneously roared, their souls vibrating as they released their Innate Martial Soul.

Scrolls of Sole Book unfolded from the void, their pages flowing and runes intertwining, like billions of scriptures piled high in the sky, forming a "wall of words" that stretched across heaven and earth; on the other side, the icy, Annihilation Abyss river roared forth, its waters surging backward, carrying the power to freeze cause and effect, solidifying the flow of space; and several women directly burned their own life trajectories, manifesting behind them the phantoms of Spirit Transformation, their wings covering the sky, transforming into a barrier of flames with each flap of their wings.

More than thirty kinds of soul power intertwined at the same moment, like the Great Wall of Myriad Things, with light and shadow layered upon each other, converging into a huge defensive barrier.

The next moment--

Boom!!!!

The commander's first strike collided head-on with the combined barrier of the women.

Suddenly, the sky exploded, and the entire space shattered like a mirror. Fragments floated in the air, each reflecting a different illusion: some showed future death, others showed past memories, as if the entire world's narrative had been disrupted by the ruler's attack.

The first layer of the barrier, the wall of words, collapsed with a roar, and the runes vanished into ashes; the second layer, the glacier, suddenly disintegrated, and the solidified cause and effect were rekindled in an instant, turning into countless broken wisps of light that drifted away; only the innermost layer, the phantom of the blazing divine bird, was still desperately flapping its wings, forcefully cutting away a fraction of the sharpness of the giant wave.

Even so, the impact was like a falling star, causing all the women to cough up blood and stagger backward. Their Soul Sea were shaken so violently that they almost cracked open, and several of them were knocked unconscious on the spot, their bodies nearly turning into dust.

The commander simply stood still, slowly sheathing his halberd, the golden-blue Dao Flame above his head burning even more intensely. His empty gaze slowly swept across the entire scene, and everyone felt an invisible hand deep within their consciousness turning the pages of their "fate script," ready to tear a page from their existence and throw it into the void at any moment.

The scene was both magnificent and terrifying.

The women struggled to maintain their composure, but they already understood: this was only the commander's first strike.

The women who had been coughing up blood steadied themselves, their aura growing increasingly resolute. The woman in the lead was deathly pale, but her eyes were as sharp as a divine blade. She suddenly opened her arms, and a blazing light erupted from the depths of her sea of consciousness as her Innate Martial Soul —the "Annihilation Soul Judgment Scripture"—was suddenly unleashed!

Countless words of judgment instantly appeared in the void, like stacks of heavenly books. Each word was a break in cause and effect, and each line was the final judgment of fate. She shouted sharply, and the entire torrent of words swept out, transforming into a massive annihilation brush that spanned the heavens and earth, slashing straight at the golden-blue Dao Flame burning above the leader's head.

At the same time, another woman bit her tongue, burning her own lifeblood. Behind her, an icy divine figure slowly opened its eyes, and the temperature around her plummeted to the extreme, even freezing the "flow of time." Her martial soul skill—** Annihilation Cold River of Cause **—fully erupted, and a frozen Great River of Cause and Effect stretched across the heavens and earth. The river water surged backward, wrapping around the aura of the leader's limbs layer by layer, attempting to completely freeze it.

The third woman also erupted, her sea of consciousness bursting forth with a blazing white light—her Innate Martial Soul, "Spirit Feather Annihilation Phoenix." Thousands of wings transformed into a dazzling sea of fire, forming a sealing array as they danced, the flames layered upon layer, directly blocking all of the commander's escape routes.

The Ultimate techniques of the three women from the Sole Book and the Severed Observation Realm overlapped at the same moment, like three ultimate principles of heaven and earth merging together, forming an Ultimate terrifying battlefield scene.

The next moment, all three skills landed simultaneously!

Boom!!!

Space completely collapsed, the earth ripped back, and the entire area was instantly reduced to countless fragments of light. Even the laws of the Source of Epochless groaned in agony at this single blow.

However

At the epicenter of the explosion, the commander's figure did not disappear.

A rune mark appeared on its chest—the "Script Negation Seal." Golden-blue Dao Flame roared and burned along the rune, devouring the text of the "Annihilation Soul Judgment Scripture" page by page; the freeze of the "Annihilation Cold River of Cause" instantly shattered into countless ice shards under its burning pace; the sea of fire of the "Spirit Feather Annihilation Phoenix" was actually absorbed by it, turning into part of the Dao Flame, making its aura even more terrifying!

"Hiss--"

Several women vomited blood simultaneously, their eyes filled with horror.

The commander slowly raised his hand, and with a tremor of his halberd, countless golden and azure light runes spread out. That was its second killing move, carrying the power of absolute negation of narrative. Once it landed, anyone standing before it would be judged as a "fictional thing," their script torn to shreds, their existence erased word by word.

The air froze, the world fell silent, and time seemed to be dragged to its end.

The women were deathly pale, but they gritted their teeth and desperately prepared for their final counterattack.

The golden-blue "Dao Flame" above the commander's head suddenly surged higher, ripples spreading from the void, draining the colors of heaven and earth, leaving only cold gold and dark blue. It raised its arm, its fingertips condensing into a "Returning to Origin Brush," and with a single stroke in the air—

A page—a huge "Nameless page"—spread across the sky, obscuring the battlefield. The page was pure white, with only dense gold lines rapidly outlining the fates of more than a dozen female cultivators, dragged along it as if they had been plucked from the annals of history and placed in the "awaiting judgment" row.

"The Dao Flame Obliterates Names, the Masses Rule Without Register."

The roar was silent, yet it shattered the very soul. Golden and blue flame patterns surged inward from the edge of the Dao page, and with each name that passed by, the outline of a female cultivator faded, shattered, and turned into tiny specks of light. Before a scream could even escape, her voice and her very existence were wiped away; shallow gray marks were left on the ground, which were then smoothed out.

A series of annihilations swept across the battle formation in an instant, and most of the figures vanished completely, leaving only a dozen or so Ember of the Ruins of Return in the air, which spun faintly before returning to silence.

The wind stopped. The dust settled. The world seemed as if a book had been closed.

Only three people remained, falling to their knees.

Their chests heaved like drums, their sea of consciousness cracked into a spiderweb, and a piece of their soul anchor was forcibly ripped away. The protective divine light peeled away layer by layer, and their auras weakened to the point of collapse. One of them looked up, her eyes bloodshot, biting her shattered silver teeth; the other's hands gripped her battle blade, her knuckles turning white; the third's lips trembled as she struggled to hold up the broken order barrier.

The commanding Dao Flame high in the sky descended, coldly scrutinizing the three remaining traces of ink on a brush.

"The resisters will be kept as proofs."