The Annihilation Light Tower Crown Finally Collapses, Zero Law First Awakens

Deep within the Annihilation Light Tower Crown, Feng Fanxin's breath was almost crushed by the pressure of the Annihilation Radiance. His blood condensed into a thin ray of light amidst the swirling of the Fate Ring, threatening to shatter at any moment. A soft "crack" came from the tower's dome, like the breaking of some distant bone—and then, cold white cracks slid down from the top of the dome, revealing an unfathomable waterfall of Annihilation Radiance within. The light was neither white nor silver, but an Ultimate light that defied even the concept of "color." At that moment, the entire tower seemed to be ripped from reality, leaving only a silent, inverted shower of stars cascading down from the dome.

Beneath the shattered light, the nine-and-a-half-year-old girl stood silently suspended. Her toes were three inches off the ground, her long black-silver hair cascading down like a waterfall, strands breaking without wind, the stardust dripping from the broken ends transforming into fragments of light. Each falling fragment extinguished the radiance of the tower's crown inscription. Feng Fanxin's remaining divine soul gazed tremblingly at her—that was no ordinary child's body, but an "incarnation" of a law. Her pupils were double black holes, a ring of backlit silver lines encircling her irises. With each slight rotation, a layer of color within the tower was stripped away. In less than three breaths, his red cloak, golden halberd patterns, and soul halo all turned into colorless gray shadows.

The young girl lowered her eyes gently. Within her skin, as transparent as glass, flowed a colorless radiance. This radiance would occasionally condense into five tiny runes, which would circle within her veins—Annihilation, Radiance, End, Law, Zero. Her skirt was woven from the afterimages of light's end, fragmented yet elegant, as if breathing in the void. Within the starlight mark on her chest, a tiny black dot pulsed slowly; it was the center of the collapsing space, where even the fluctuations of the laws were absorbed.

She reached out her hand, and a tiny crystal core appeared between her fingers, like a drop of solidified darkness, its interior shimmering with a silent pulse. She looked at it, a childlike smile curving her lips, "Let's see how many are left... Hehe, one by one, I'll play with you."

As soon as she finished speaking, the inscriptions on the tower's crown reversed in an instant, and countless light patterns surged upwards from the base, completely rewriting the structure of the entire tower with her "Zero Law Power." The stone walls shattered, the rune arrays reversed, and the rules of space twisted into inward-folding rings in an instant. The annihilation radiance surged into a massive inverted pendulum, suspended behind her, each slight swing vibrating the depths of her life source, humming like the ancient laws of the realm weeping. Feng Fanxin was dragged by the vortex of the Fate Ring, his body twisting violently. He tried to call upon the power of the Fallen Dawn God, but found that all causal threads were silently erased when they touched the ankles of those "Absolute Silence Bells."

"You... who exactly are you..." His voice dissolved in the air, like a deleted scene from a narrative.

"Me?" Her voice fell like a wind chime, or echoed for billions of years, "I am the Zero Law Empress, the Annihilation Radiance Final Spirit —the guardian of all 'endings'."

She slowly raised her hand, her fingertips pointing towards the void. The movement of her fingertips was extremely light, yet it rendered all the internal supports of the Annihilation Light Tower Crown meaningless. The ground, the light walls, and the rune array collapsed in silence—not shattered, but rather—"deleted from their definition." The tower crown transformed into a tiny black dot, hovering in her palm, before quietly exploding into silent annihilation dust. Even the concept of "explosion" ceased to exist, leaving only a ring of extremely smooth white light that spread to the ends of the sky.

Annihilation Radiance Final Spirit gently raised her eyes, the silver lines swirling in her pupils once more. Her gaze passed over the collapsed tower crown, locking onto the direction of Wen Hongyi, the core disciple of the Fallen Dawn Divine Hall, in the distance. The crystal core in her hand flickered again, a subtle ripple spreading around the center of the mark—a sign that the lifeline had locked on. A gentle breeze stirred her hair, strands breaking and rejoining, each broken hair leaving a faint trail of shimmering dust.

She took a step in the air, a silent step that stripped away the colors of the space beneath her feet. Her skirt brushed lightly across the collapsed ground, and wherever she passed, time stood still, sound vanished, and the very air seemed to be shaving away layer after layer. She walked toward the end of the sky, the faint smile on her lips like the thin light before dawn, yet so cold that it silenced everything.

The last thing Feng Fanxin saw was her departing figure. That figure was like a starry river falling into the eternal night, silent, soundless, and absolute. Then, the entire Annihilation Light Tower Crown turned into a smooth blank space. There was no sound, no ashes, no trace. It was as if the tower and the battle had never existed.

And the wind in the distance began to blow towards the Land of Fallen Dawn.

Inside and outside one section of the celestial palace, a silvery-blue shimmering mist swirled, the lingering echoes of the Fallen Dawn's divine power, condensing into cascading curtains of soft light. Wen Hongyi sat upright in the center of the main staircase, the Fallen Light Pattern Ring above his brow glowing faintly, the flow of time in the entire palace swaying with his breathing. He had just experienced the tremors of the celestial palace's disrupted destiny, and was attempting to probe the source of the external disturbances with his divine sense when he heard a barely perceptible knock—a sound unlike the knocking on wood or stone, more like the echo of wind stirring in a dream.

He slowly rose, a faint light flashing in his palm. With a step, the light patterns on the surrounding murals automatically unfolded into a defensive array. The door creaked open, and a small, thin figure emerged from the radiant mist outside.

It was a girl who was about nine years old.

She wore a semi-transparent gray-white gauze dress, the hem both tattered and pristine, as if torn by the wind and reassembled by the light. Her long hair reached her ankles, so black it seemed to absorb all colors, the ends shimmering with tiny stardust that turned into a faint glow in the air. Her eyes were like a lake shrouded in mist, excessively clear, yet chilling to the bone.

She timidly raised her head, tears still glistening in the corners of her eyes. "Senior... please help me, okay? I... I've been chased here by a terrifying creature."

Wen Hongyi was slightly taken aback. He extended his divine sense and indeed sensed a chaotic killing intent deep within the distant mist. The fluctuation was extremely faint, but it was like an undercurrent slowly approaching. He frowned, raised his hand, and made a sweeping motion in the air. The light screen immediately closed, enveloping her within it.

"This is the interior of the Fallen Dawn Hall. How did you manage to get in?" His tone was less accusatory and more like a cautious inquiry.

"I don't know," the little girl's fingers trembled slightly, her voice as soft as the flutter of a mosquito's wing, "When I woke up, I was already here. Those things... they wanted to catch me, saying I had... the 'Fallen Light Core' they wanted, but I don't understand, I don't understand anything..."

Wen Hongyi's brows furrowed further, and the lines within the Fallen Light Ring subtly quickened. "Fallen Light Core? Impossible, such a thing only exists within the bodies of gods in the ancient Annihilation Dawn Realm."

She bit her lip, tears streaming down her cheeks, turning into faint specks of dust on the ground before vanishing in an instant. Her voice was choked with sobs. "Senior, I'm scared... Could you please take me away from here? I don't want to die..."

Wen Hongyi gazed at her for a long time, his eyes flickering between the soft light and shadow. At that moment, she looked like nothing more than a child lost in time, fragile, helpless, and lonely.

He finally sighed, gently raised his right hand, and with a flick of his fingertips, a wisp of annihilating light transformed into a small amulet above her head. "Don't be afraid, with me, no one can harm you. Tell me, where are those creatures that are chasing you?"

The little girl looked up, a fleeting glint of light flashing in her eyes, almost imperceptible. She murmured in a slightly hoarse voice, "Right... outside the palace... beneath those ruins of the tower. There are traces of them, and the... treasures they guarded."

Wen Hongyi's eyes flickered slightly. "A treasure?"

She nodded gently, a mysterious, quiet smile glistening in her tear-filled eyes, "Yes... what they're guarding will make you, senior, even stronger than you are now. As long as... as long as you take me there, I'll tell you where it is."

Wen Hongyi glanced at her, and finally nodded slightly. "Alright. But if it's a trick—"

"I won't lie to you." She lowered her eyelashes, her voice gentle, like a dying wisp of light. "I just want to live."

He turned and waved his sleeve, causing the light curtain to split open and create a passage. The two stepped out of the palace gate one after the other, heading towards the ruins of the tower crown shrouded in light mist.

In the shadows behind her, beneath strands of hair swaying gently in the wind, a chilling curve lightly brushed across the corner of her lips—a smile devoid of emotion or warmth, simply an innate elegance born of "the end."

The fog grew thicker. The long steps outside the palace were submerged by the reversed light, and every layer of stone pattern underfoot seemed to record countless moments of death. Wen Hongyi protected the young girl as they walked forward. The Annihilation Dawn light around him was like flowing gold and fire, both solemn and oppressive. With each step, the sense of time in the air was thinned, and even breathing felt difficult.

"Senior," a young girl's voice suddenly rang out softly, carrying a gentle, almost dreamlike quality, "Thirty steps ahead is where they're hiding. That creature... has been waiting for me there."

"Waiting for you?" Wen Hongyi's gaze sharpened.

"Yes, it said it was born to 'end' me." The little girl's voice didn't tremble; instead, it was surprisingly calm. She raised her tiny finger and pointed into the depths of the shimmering mist ahead. "But senior is so strong, it must be afraid."

Wen Hongyi was slightly moved, let out a soft hum, and gathered the radiance of Annihilation Dawn in his palm, a dazzling halo appearing. He took a step forward, and the radiant mist in front of him was cleaved in two.

The earth rumbled softly the moment the shimmering mist dissipated.

From the depths of the shattered light and shadow, a massive and twisted claw slowly emerged. It was not a beast's claw, but rather like shattered chains intertwined with time and space, with starlight and blood flowing between the links. As the roar intensified, a colossal beast covered in shattered mirror armor slowly rose, its eye sockets burning with two inverted white flames, its form so enormous that it could not be seen at a glance.

As soon as it appeared, the radiance of heaven and earth was extinguished, and the surrounding space folded in layers, as if the world could not bear the weight.

"That's it." The young girl looked up at the giant beast, her voice still as gentle as a dream, "It is the 'Realm Isle Guardian,' left behind to guard the core of the Tower Crown... and also here to kill me."

Wen Hongyi's gaze was cold and resolute. He didn't retreat, but instead took half a step forward, Annihilation Dawn hand seal. The Annihilation Divine Rune shone in his palms, transforming into a shield of light as brilliant as starlight. His voice was like a heavenly bell. "It's alright—before the disciples of my Fallen Dawn Divine Hall, nothing is 'unkillable'."

Before he could finish speaking, the behemoth suddenly let out a low roar that ripped through the heavens and earth. Within the sound waves, time reversed, the sky cracked into a mirror, and the radiance was completely swallowed up.

Wen Hongyi roared, and the Annihilation Dawn Star Wheel behind him suddenly lit up. He gathered starlight with the power of his life source and unleashed his right palm like the sun, striking the beast's body! The light transformed into a thousand layers of raging flames, engulfing the beast's head.

The burst of light turned everything white, and the space itself was shaken back layer by layer.

However, just as Wen Hongyi relaxed slightly, the little girl quietly raised her head.

Her tears vanished, replaced by an endless blackness—a blackness that seemed capable of swallowing sight and memory alike. She flicked her small finger in the air, and a silver line flashed along her fingertip, traversing the entire battlefield.

The silver thread fell, and all was silent.

The raging flames of the behemoth froze in an instant, and then it slowly lowered its head. Its massive body seemed to be reshaped, twisted, and transformed by an invisible force. A moment later, its figure collapsed into thousands of light fragments, and all the radiant light was collected into her palm, turning into a pure black crystal.

Wen Hongyi took a step back in shock, his entire body trembling with spiritual light. "You... who exactly are you...?"

She raised her transparent hand, the crystal in her palm slowly rotating, reflecting his astonished face. "Weren't you looking for the treasures of the Celestial Palace? This—is one of them."

"You lied to me?" Wen Hongyi's voice was deep, and his magical power surged.

"I didn't lie to you," the young girl smiled slightly, a smile that was quiet, innocent, yet utterly cruel, "It's just... you've done something for me. The rest of the journey is mine to walk."

As soon as she finished speaking, the entire space of Annihilation trembled once more, and the Fate Ring rune array on the lower level of the tower crown exploded one after another. Brilliant annihilation light surged up like a tide, completely engulfing her figure.

In her final moments, her voice echoed in the light, clear yet carrying an almost merciful, icy whisper—

"Three left."

"Hehe... I'll find them one by one."

As the light faded, the Fallen Dawn Auxiliary Hall fell into deathly silence.

Wen Hongyi stood in the center of the ruins, his chest pierced by an unknown force, leaving a transparent hole. His blood flowed into light, the light turned to ash, and the ash returned to nothingness.

The girl who was swallowed by the annihilation light was nowhere to be found.

But deep within the distant, empty palace, a glimmer of black and silver light flickered gently, like her smile, quietly heading in another direction—to the Heart of the Source Apex of the Lingyan Immortal Palace.