The world collapsed completely at that moment. It was silent, yet so shocking that even the word "silence" was erased.
The body of the Void Crown Final Darkness of Annihilation floated in the shattered dimensional sea. The once proud crown, like that of a god, was now violently shaking, with cracks spreading like the sky to the endless distance. Its "Pupil of Finality" had long lost its luster, and the "Abyss of No Definition" inside was devouring itself, with even the concept of "abyss" beginning to collapse into an indescribable gray vortex.
In the next instant, all the color in the space was drained away—annihilation, collapse, the end of light, the reversal of shadows. Time was torn into fragments, encircling the body of the Void Crown Final Darkness, like severed lifelines, twitching in the air and turning into light dust.
What followed was a catastrophe that transcended "energy".
The "Cultivation God Consciousness Treasure" within Void Crown Final Darkness's body fully awakened, and three thousand beams of light burst forth from his chest cavity, each beam carrying a shockwave of "definition termination." It was not fire, nor lightning, but the ultimate radiation of existence itself—wherever the light touched, the rock walls turned into Formless dust, space spiraled, and even the speed of light became ineffective at this moment.
The monstrous beast roared, but its roar was not a sound; it was a "reconstruction wave" of cosmic tremors. Its ten-thousand-foot-tall body disintegrated in the collapse, its skin and bones turning into fluid, the fluid into light mist, and the light mist ultimately transforming into formless "logic dust."
As if pushed into the heart of destruction—in the instant amidst countless intersecting cracks, a flash of desperate purple light flickered in the final pupils of the Void Crown Final Darkness Eyes. It was its struggle against its own fate, but no matter how much it struggled, the backlash from the treasure was irreversible.
Suddenly, a colorless halo of light burst forth from its chest—
The halo had no color, yet it devoured all color. It was not light, but the "end of light." Billions of overlapping rings appeared in the air, each reflecting a different illusion of collapsing universes: collapsing galaxies, broken orbits, frozen time, and collapsed logic.
In this scene, all the fragments condensed into a "Structureless Annihilation Tide" that collapsed inward in the vacuum. With the final, silent roar of the Void Crown Final Darkness, its body was completely torn into countless fragments of silent light, which eventually converged into a gray-white light core no bigger than a fingertip—the Structureless Core.
It hung motionless in mid-air, and all movement around it disappeared.
Qin Yu atop a distant mountain wall, the Silent Origin Stainless Sword hovering before him. The sword was formless and intangible, while the three thousand chaotic lotus petals around it slowly rotated, emitting an extremely subtle "clicking" sound—the gears of the world's logic making way for the sword.
Qin Yu raised his eyes, his gaze as Star Abyss.
"This is... the thing protected by the remnant consciousness of the Cultivation God."
He lightly raised his right hand, and the Annihilation Pattern Wheel appeared in his sea of consciousness Silent Origin Stainless Sword responded with a resounding clang, and a halo of "Absolute Undefined Domain" spread from its blade. In an instant, the world lost its focus—
The void receded, and the Milky Way retreated.
In that extremely slow-motion flow of time, Qin Yu transformed into a streak of silver light and stepped into the center of the "Structureless Annihilation Tide." At this moment, every step he took felt like walking on the edge of time, ripples spreading beneath his feet. And those ripples were not water, but "waves of reality."
He reached out, Silent Origin Stainless Sword swept across like a streak of light.
Boom--!
Light and shadow collided instantly, creating a pure white expanse. In the white light, the blade of the Silent Origin Stainless Sword seemed to no longer belong to the definition of any world. It glided through "existence," swept out from "Non-Existence," and finally, the tip of the sword lightly touched the core of the Unstructured.
The world collapsed into a single line.
In an instant, the Unstructured Core exploded with billions of No Definition cracks of light, and the lotus petals around Qin Yu suddenly bloomed. Three thousand chaotic lotus lights, like stardust blown by the wind, swirled around him. His hair was whipped back, his clothes were lifted by the Annihilation Wind, and his back view merged with the sword light.
A thunderous resonance resonated within his sea of consciousness—that wisp of "Undefined Primal Energy" was intercepted by the Silent Origin Stainless Sword.
Inside the sword, chaotic, glassy light rapidly spread, and the original Annihilation Pattern were covered by a new layer of "Timelessness radiance," a power that transcended existence—even the laws of the universe made way for it.
The Stainless Sword hummed softly, as if conversing with heaven and earth. The sound was gentle, yet it resonated deep within the Void Obliteration Domain, creating a fluctuation that even the gods could not ignore.
Qin Yu slowly sheathed his sword, his gaze calm, yet a faint glimmer flashed in the depths of his eyes.
Silence—that is the breath of heaven and earth at this moment.
Qin Yu sat cross-legged in the center of that gray-white void, where everything was turned into still light dust by the ripples of "Undefined Primal Energy". The world lost its color, with only a layer of transparent light arcs spreading like water, rippling outwards around him in circles. With each expansion, space trembled and time slowed down, as if even the word "existence" was being gradually erased by him.
The Silent Origin Stainless Sword hung before him, its body formless and intangible, yet the three thousand chaotic lotus petals around it were already illuminated by the light of "Undefined Primal Energy." The lotus petals unfolded one after another, like the initial spiral of the universe slowly reviving. The patterns on each petal reflected billions of annihilated world illusions—collapsed galaxies, vanished gods, dissolved civilizations, and the burning away of cause and effect.
At this moment, Qin Yu felt as if he were in a scene of cosmic end.
A low-frequency rumble came from the depths of the void. It was not a sound, but the resonance of "conceptual rupture"—it shook the boundaries of reality, causing distorted ripples to spread, and even the speed of light began to be rewritten.
Qin Yu slowly raised his hand, and the wisp of "Undefined Primal Energy" he had intercepted appeared in his palm. It was a colorless and lightless particle, yet it was more dazzling than a star. It did not shine, yet it dimmed the entire space. It did not flow, yet it distorted the flow of time.
His gaze was deep, his breathing extremely slow, and the Silent Origin patterns around his body lit up.
"No Definition... Belongs to my sword spirit."
--boom!!!
At that moment, the universe seemed to be ignited.
Suddenly, the Silent Origin Stainless Sword erupted with countless chaotic light wheels, as if three thousand worlds had collapsed and then reignited simultaneously. Lotus petals ignited with a deathly white flame, which swirled around the sword and transformed into a spiral star ring. Qin Yu was swept up by the light and wind, his clothes fluttering and his hair flying backward, like an Annihilation sovereign standing between the stars and nothingness.
The scene freezes at this moment—the colors of heaven and earth are completely reversed.
The sky became a flowing black sea of mist, the ground shattered into suspended fragments, and Qin Yu's figure was illuminated as the only source of light. The blade of the Silent Origin Stainless Sword began to absorb "Undefined Primal Energy," and the light extended from the sword body like a galaxy pouring down, until the entire sword body merged with heaven and earth.
The surrounding world began to "replay in reverse": fallen rubble reassembled, collapsed space repaired itself, and burning timelines re-entered, but in the next instant after recovery, they were torn apart again by new light of Annihilation. That cycle of destruction and rebirth was merely the natural breathing of the sword body as it merged with "Undefined Primal Energy".
Qin Yu's sea of consciousness trembled violently--
Five sword spirits resounded in unison!
The "No-Thought Absolute Silence Sword," the "Causeless Disillusionment Sword," the "Historyless Void Severance Sword," and the "Soulless Annihilation Abyss Sword" transformed into four pillars of light in the sea of consciousness, rising in succession and piercing the sky. The fifth pillar of light—the "Undefined Destruction Sword"—transformed into a chaotic lotus vortex of light the instant the primordial energy was injected. Within the vortex, billions of runes rotated, and countless "moments of death of the universe" appeared between the overlapping shadows.
Boom--!
The aura of that sword strike pierced through space, and the energy wave it unleashed reached the boundary of the Void Obliteration Domain, causing the entire logical structure of the world to tremble. In the void, chains of definition broke, and the text of laws turned into fragments that burned in the air.
Qin Yu closed his eyes, his expression serene, yet within his sea of consciousness unfolded an extraordinary visual spectacle—
The Undefined Primal Energy merged with the essence of the Silent Origin Stainless Sword, causing the lotus sea within the sword to rise to countless layers of space, transforming into a flowing nebula realm. With each flow of primal energy, the runes of the Silent Origin Stainless Sword would be reorganized, eventually converging into a new core inscription—"The Undefined Annihilation Wheel."
The moment the sword's edge was completely absorbed, space suddenly froze.
There was no sound, no wind, and no energy waves.
Only Qin Yu opened his eyes, and a very thin silver line was reflected in his pupils. The silver line slowly swept across his eyes, as if the universe was being created and destroyed in his eyes.
He slowly exhaled, his voice like a sigh, "The Silent Origin Stainless Sword, Fifth Form: Undefined Destruction Sword, now complete."
At this moment, heaven and earth began to surge once more.
In the distance, mountain walls collapsed and storms raged again, but whatever element approached it would spontaneously dissipate and turn into dust three zhang away. That was the residual power of "Undefined Primal Energy," an aura that even "existence" dared not approach.
Qin Yu slowly rose to his feet, his fingers gripping the sword twitching slightly, producing a deep, resonant sound, as if the entire world were breathing.
In that instant, the Silent Origin Stainless Sword trembled slightly, its blade shimmering with a faint, colorless light, like water, like mist, like a dream. Yet, at the tip of each ray of light, it vaguely reflected fragments of collapsing cosmic illusions.
Qin Yu looked up, his gaze piercing through the void, and murmured softly:
"Cultivation God... If you were alive, perhaps you would never have foreseen this sword strike."
The world was silent. A greyish-white wind blew gently, and the light curved around Qin Yu and the sword, finally fading away with a very soft hum into "Undefined Annihilation."
At that moment, even the wind seemed to stand still.
Outside the cave entrance, the sky was torn apart into countless aurora borealis. These were not real rainbows, but rather seven-dimensional streams of light formed by the aftershocks of the "Undefined Primal Energy" affecting the entire energy layer of the Void Obliteration Domain. Each ray of light possessed its own audio resonance—red like flames burning the sky, blue like a galaxy falling into the sea, and golden like the shattered spine of spacetime. And where they intertwined, it was as if the entire sky was breathing.
Qin Yu stepped out of the cave entrance, and the dust beneath his feet floated up automatically as he passed, as if the concept of gravity itself had yielded beneath his feet. The wind swept past his clothes, carrying a faint whistling sound, a whisper of space being distorted.
He looked up, his eyes reflecting the direction where countless streams of light converged—a "Vortex of Annihilation" spanning heaven and earth. It slowly rotated high in the sky, surrounded by billions of shattered halos of light, like stars being sucked into the gears of spacetime. Each rotation emitted an extremely subtle resonance, as if it were the heartbeat of heaven and earth.
Qin Yu's gaze deepened, and the Silent Origin Stainless Sword behind him trembled slightly, emitting a deep, thunderous sword hum. The colorless halo of the sword spread in the air, as if responding to the distant call.
He thought to himself, "This strange phenomenon in the Void Obliteration Domain... must be related to the fusion of primal energy just now. If I don't go, I'm afraid the entire middle level will be engulfed in a storm in the next moment."
He took a deep breath, his body shifted slightly, and without even taking a step, he transformed into a streak of silver light, his body stretching out in the air for hundreds of feet in an instant. Time seemed to make way for him, with the wind and light chasing after him.
Qin Yu traversed the sky, a tapestry of billions of colorful lights, the entire sky seemingly split in two behind him. Each ray of light that brushed past his shoulder transformed into flowing musical notes, blooming in the air as a symphony of disillusionment and rebirth.
As he drew closer, the streams of light in the sky grew denser, no longer merely colored, but transforming into conceptual radiance—some resembling characters, others like flowing symbols, and still others even concrete representations of thoughts. Each carried the resonant energy of the world's laws, intertwining, colliding, and folding together to construct a dreamlike "Gate of Primal Energy."
Qin Yu landed on the energy staircase in mid-air. The Silent Origin Stainless Sword slowly floated up, its blade slightly tilted. Streams of light split into billions of threads in front of the blade, extending upwards with an echo of light.
"It seems... there are even greater opportunities ahead."
He sighed softly, and ripples spread across the void beneath his feet like water. The next instant—
--Buzz!!!
Simultaneously Silent Origin Stainless Sword and Qin Yu emitted a radiant light, the world suddenly darkened, and all colors were instantly absorbed into the converging vortex of light. Qin Yu's figure was enveloped in a vast sea of light, transforming into a flowing silver streak that disappeared into the end of the light.
The sky suddenly lit up, as if fragments of stars had fallen and burst forth, a "rainbow waterfall of color" shot straight into the sky, illuminating the entire Void Obliteration Domain.
The heavens and earth were bathed in light, as if billions of colorful flames had fallen to earth. The place where the rain of light gathered was a spectacle never before seen.
The wind in the Void Obliteration Domain was no longer wind, but a flowing tide of spiritual energy. Thousands of tiny specks of light floated in the air, each one spinning and resonating on its own, emitting a soft hum. Qin Yu stood high in the sky and looked down, only to see that the plains below had long since transformed into an ocean covered in colorful light.
Countless cultivators gathered there.
The vast crowd stretched out like a mountain range, surging in from all directions. The lowest cultivation level among them was the Only Book Realm · Early Stage, while those at the Only Book Realm · Supreme as numerous as stars. Occasionally, one could also see powerful figures at the Silent Profundity and Annihilation Dawn levels sitting cross-legged in mid-air, with divine light and magic arrays flowing around them. Their robes fluttered in the spiritual wind, and the aura emanating from their bodies intertwined to form a curtain of light, causing the world to tremble slightly.
In the distance, a massive, faintly visible "Spiritual Light Tower Shadow" stood in the center of the sea of light. It was not a physical entity, but a structure refracted by colored light—a phantom tower composed of countless streams of energy. Its surface shimmered with complex runes, and with each pulsation, it would dissipate the surrounding light mist and cause a surge of spiritual pressure.