Dream Silence Sword's Cry · Flames of the Past

Inside the palace, the woman sat quietly on the golden throne, her body surrounded by colorful light like a flowing galaxy, her majesty revealing a hint of barely suppressed tremor. As soon as she mentioned "Mengxi," Qin Yu took a deep breath, his expression solemn, and slowly began to recount the memories buried deep in his heart, bit by bit.

"Senior, deep within the Gloomshadow Source Village, I once saw a woman sealed within a giant crystal." Qin Yu's voice was low and solemn, his eyes flashing with the shock and awe of memory. "The aura she exuded seemed to transcend cause and effect and boundaries... At that time, I also encountered a mysterious old man who guarded that woman, urging me to leave and telling me that with my strength at the time, I was not capable of rescuing her. That woman..." Qin Yu's voice paused slightly, his breathing seemingly becoming heavy, "... is it Mengxi, whom you speak of, senior?"

The woman on the throne was struck dumb, her radiance surging wildly in an instant, illuminating the colorful lights on the palace walls with blinding intensity. She abruptly rose, her phoenix eyes surging with turbulent emotions, her voice trembling. "You said... you really saw my sister?!"

Qin Yu gazed at her, nodding firmly. "Indeed, she is still asleep, firmly sealed by a strange forbidden technique, seemingly a remnant of the Dark Annihilation Origin Source lineage. The old man held the 'Book of Realm Construction,' claiming to be a guardian. He stopped me from acting rashly, saying that if I tried to break the seal, I would only plunge myself into eternal damnation. At the time, my power was limited, and I had no choice but to retreat."

Upon hearing this, the woman's delicate body trembled violently, and countless complex emotions flashed in her beautiful eyes—shock, sorrow, and joy intertwined. Her voice was low, almost a whisper, "The Book of Realm Construction ... Uncle Meng ... it really is him! After that great battle, my sister and Uncle Meng completely disappeared. For billions of years, I searched the entire Source of Epochless, even venturing into the Forbidden Abyss, even facing annihilation, but I never found a trace. So... they really are still alive..."

Her delicate hands gripped the armrests of the throne tightly, her slender fingers trembling slightly. Her chest heaved violently, and all her majesty vanished, leaving only longing and awe.

Qin Yu watched all this, his heart churning with emotion. He finally understood that the woman in the castle was indeed Mengxi's closest relative— Mengxi's younger sister!

Above the palace, the light was intense, threatening to overturn the entire ancient castle. The woman gazed at Qin Yu, her eyes no longer cold, but filled with deep complexity and gratitude. "Young man, you have no idea what news you have brought. For me, this is the first ray of hope in billions of years. My sister... she is still alive..."

As she spoke, her eyes trembled with tears, as if countless years of perseverance and suffering had transformed into a collapsing galaxy.

Within the palace, the woman's figure was illuminated by countless interwoven rays of light, making her appear like a deity, yet the turmoil in her eyes could not be concealed. She slowly raised her hand, gently stroking the ancient crack on the side of the throne, her voice low and sighing, yet carrying an extreme and Ultimate sorrow.

"My sister and I are both of the bloodline of the Realm God." The woman spoke slowly, each word that escaped her lips carrying the heavy memories of billions of years. Her name was Mengxin, Mengxi's younger sister. As her words fell, the entire castle seemed to tremble, and even the starlight hanging from the roof dimmed for a moment.

"That battle... was the most glorious, and also the darkest, end for the Realm God lineage. The Dark Annihilation Origin lineage unleashed a forbidden technique, attempting to annihilate the 'Constructed Realm' controlled by our clan with the power of annihilation. As the eldest daughter, my elder sister, bearing a portion of our father's— the Realm God, the Master of Realm Construction —was the only one capable of resisting that forbidden technique." Mengxin closed her eyes, tears trembling at the corners of her eyes. Her voice was low, yet like the tolling of a heaven-and-earth bell, "To protect our clan, she voluntarily transformed herself into the core of the seal, binding the entire Annihilation Origin forbidden technique to herself."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yu's heart tightened, and the scene he had witnessed that day in Gloomshadow Source Village involuntarily surfaced in his mind—the woman sealed within the crystal, her brows serene, as if she had been asleep for millennia, yet her body was entangled in inextricable chains of Mieyin.

Mengxin continued, "Uncle Meng... that old man was Father's most trusted guardian. He fell into the Abyss of Annihilation with my sister, but ultimately stabilized the crystal seal with the 'Book of Realm Construction,' protecting my sister inside and preventing it from completely collapsing."

She abruptly turned her head, staring directly at Qin Yu, her phoenix eyes flashing with a mixture of tears and sharpness. "Young man, do you know how many years I have searched for her? I have traversed the entire Source of Epochless, entered the Annihilation Abyss Blood Prison, and peered into the Silent Profundity Severed Abyss. I even risked using my own soul as a guide to ask the Ancestor of the Annihilation Spirit Clan to deduce her fate—yet I have found nothing. I thought she had already vanished into nothingness, annihilated in that great war."

Her voice suddenly rose, the palace resounded, and the inscriptions on the walls of the entire castle shook, as if countless sleeping spirits of the monuments were wailing because of her pain.

"But you're telling me she's still alive!"

In that instant, Mengxin's figure seemed to transform into a solitary peak in a vast river, standing at the end of billions of years, her emotions a mixture of joy and sorrow, yet her tears stubbornly refused to fall.

Qin Yu's heart was filled with turbulent emotions. For the first time, he truly felt the long loneliness and pain that the woman before him, who called herself Mengxi's sister, had borne.

He spoke in a deep voice, his fists clenched. "Senior, please rest assured. Now that I have met Mengxi, I can take you with me, and I know her situation. No matter how difficult the road ahead, even if it's the Abyss of Annihilation, I, Qin Yu, will definitely reach her and rescue her!"

Upon hearing this, Mengxin gazed at Qin Yu, finally slowly closing her eyes. Tears streamed down her cheeks, accompanied by a gentle smile.

"Young man, you share the same unwavering determination and courage as her... Perhaps, this is fate."

Inside the hall, the spirits of the monument resonated, and the radiance surged like a tide, as if the entire ancient castle was bearing witness to this kinship and vow that spanned billions of years.

Between the palaces, the flowing light still flickered, as if witnessing a tragic song and a tale of hope spanning billions of years. The woman gazed at Qin Yu and continued speaking, her voice soft yet carrying an ancient and heart-wrenching weight.

"My name is Mengxin." Her voice was like a secluded orchid in a valley, yet it seemed to carry the weight of time and history.

At that moment, Qin Yu's heart jolted. --Mengxi's younger sister! As this name fell, the blood in his body seemed to surge backward, and the image that appeared in his mind was that of the woman he had met in Gloomshadow Source Village, sealed in a crystal -- Mengxi. Now, everything was finally connected.

Mengxin slowly descended from the throne, her steps elegant yet firm. Her slender feet touched the hall, each step causing the void to tremble, as if her very existence was in harmony with the rhythm of the world. She approached Qin Yu, her voice low and gentle, yet each word struck like a hammer blow:

"Young man, the person you speak of is my closest blood relative—my sister, Mengxi. Since that battle, I have searched for her for countless years. Everyone says she has long since turned to dust, but you tell me she is still alive."

As she finished speaking, Mengxin's voice trembled slightly, and tears finally streamed down her face. She tried her best to suppress them, but she still couldn't hide the deep sorrow and shock in her eyes.

Qin Yu took a deep breath and nodded solemnly. "I did see her with my own eyes. She was sealed within a crystal, surrounded by chains of Mieyin. And guarding her was an old man holding the Book of Realm Construction —he advised me to leave, saying that I didn't have the ability to rescue her at the time."

Mengxin's whole body suddenly trembled, her delicate body swayed slightly, and her fingers gripped the armrest of the throne tightly, making it difficult for her to breathe.

"Uncle Meng..." she murmured softly, as if calling upon a dear and respected elder.

The palace fell silent instantly, the light of the monument's spirit dimmed, leaving only a glimmer of tears in Mengxin's eyes.

"Young man." Mengxin suddenly looked up, her eyes sharper than ever before, as if trying to pierce through Qin Yu's flesh and blood to strike his very soul. "Do you know what you promised? If you want to rescue my sister, you must step into that Ultimate abyss covered by the curse of annihilation... a place even those in the Stainless Realm dare not easily venture into!"

Qin Yu's gaze remained resolute, and his voice was deep and powerful. "Senior, no matter the cost, I will reach her and rescue her."

Mengxin stared at him, as if trying to see through everything about the young man. After a long while, she slowly stretched out her hand, and an ancient phantom appeared in her palm, shaped like a blank celestial book. Countless fragmented strands of light of laws were wrapped around the scroll, emanating an aura that made the entire palace tremble.

"This is a glimpse of the 'Book of Realm Construction'," Mengxin said solemnly, with a hint of probing and reverence. "It records a portion of the boundary laws that Father once wrote, and it is your only proof to embark on that path. But to obtain it, you must convince me—that you have true determination!"

The palace trembled, the forest of steles roared, as if even heaven and earth were waiting for Qin Yu's answer.

Between the palaces, the swirling dream flames and the waves of Annihilation intertwined and flowed, like countless illusions rising and falling. Just as Mengxin's voice was still echoing on the palace walls, Qin Yu slowly raised his right hand, and a thunderous tremor shook the depths of his sea of consciousness. A sword that had emerged from the abyss of dreams slowly materialized into reality.

The sword was completely incomplete, its blade covered with deep cracks, as if countless "fragments of dreams" and "annihilation patterns" still pulsed on its surface. From the cracks, a cold, desolate black light would sometimes flow, and at other times, illusory iridescent colors would overflow. On the hilt, lingering echoes of illusions not belonging to reality would appear and disappear, like countless souls murmuring and calling out softly. Qin Yu stood holding the sword in one hand, and even before the Sword Qi was released, it had already torn open the void of the entire ancient castle with dreamlike cracks.

Azure Ring trembled slightly in her sea of consciousness, rippling with unprecedented tranquility. She could sense the "Soul Annihilation and Silent Dreams" origin contained within this sword.

As Qin Yu watched, dark dream flames suddenly ignited on the cracks in the sword, accompanied by an ancient murmur, and a sword intent, like a celestial scripture from a dream, slowly unfolded:

[Sword of Dream Silence - First Form - Dream Severance - Illusory Ashes]

The sword, enveloped in dreamlike flames, cleaves the heavens with its phantom image. Its sword intent can draw away the boundary between "dream and reality" from the enemy's consciousness, severing their thoughts and self at the intersection of illusion and consciousness, leaving their soul fire to burn to ashes. The phantom image flows across the sword's edge, and wherever it passes, the coordinates of the sea of consciousness burn to ash.

[Sword of Dream Silence - Second Form - Soul Annihilation - Lingering Dream's Lament]

Trillions of whispered dream sounds converge on the sword's body. Once unleashed, the enemy's soul sinks into silence, yet the resonant torrent of annihilating dream sounds shatters their soul chains layer by layer, completely extinguishing their skill source chains.

[Sword of Dream Silence - Third Form - Netherworld Mirror - Void Annihilation Ring]

The sword mirror unfolds, reflecting the enemy's techniques. The spells cast by the enemy's soul are transformed into illusions that backfire. The dream mirror refracts, obliterating any unreleased soul techniques. As the sword shadows shift, countless shattered mirrors simultaneously shatter the void.

[Sword of Dream Silence - Fourth Form - Desolate Fate - Eternal Fall of the Dream Realm]

The sword's cry shook the silence, and the enemy's soul fell into the "Dream Abyss," never to awaken again. As it fell, time, space, cause and effect, and logic all collapsed, plunging straight into the abyss of no return.

[Sword of Dream Silence - Fifth Form - Dream Annihilation Final Silence - The Dream Realm Sole One]

As the flames of dreams extinguished, the sword pierced through the beginning and end of dreams. Qin Yu used his own dream as the sole reality, overwriting the enemy's soul and the logic of the battle. The enemy's skills, existence, and even names would be deleted and altered, becoming nothing more than "fiction within a dream," while only Qin Yu's judgment remained true.

With each unfolding of the form, the void within the palace trembled, as if even the rules of reality were being affected, teetering on the edge of dream and Annihilation.

At the end of the sword intent resonance, the Sword of Sword of Dream Silence suddenly emitted a deep sword cry. It was not an ordinary sound, but rather carried the aura of Mengxi from billions of years ago. Dream flames rose, and a blurry phantom seemed to flash from the depths of the sword, carrying an indelible nobility and solitude.

Tears suddenly welled up in Mengxin's eyes. Her lips trembled, and her body swayed uncontrollably. She murmured softly, "This... this is my sister's sword! She once used this sword to cleave the Annihilation Origin Legion and suppress the eternal chaos..."

At this moment, all the illusions and inscriptions within the palace were torn apart by the sword intent of the Sword of Dream Silence, leaving only Qin Yu standing in the center, the sword trembling gently in his hand, as if responding to its master.

Mengxin stared at Qin Yu, her eyes no longer filled with doubt, but rather with an unprecedented sense of awe and determination.

"Young man..." Her voice choked with emotion, yet clear and strong, "I believe you. My sister is still alive—and you are the successor she chose."

Within the palace, the dream flames and annihilation patterns of the Sword of Dream Silence intertwined and flowed, its long cry seemingly announcing the birth of a new master.