The Void Realm Returns to the Abyss, Gray Spirit Mountain Range

The afterglow of the Annihilation Void Dense Forest still trembled in the air, the tree canopies cleaved into scorched layers by sword intent and blood energy, and the shockwaves of the battle still lingered in the air. On the scorched earth, the remnants of the Heavenly Sha Alliance were scattered all over the ground, bloodstains and broken spiritual patterns intertwined, as if even the rules of heaven and earth had been torn apart.

Amidst this eerie stillness and tension, two extremely terrifying auras tore through the sky and arrived. The annihilation mist churned, space folded, and a streak of blood red and a streak of black flame intertwined as they stepped out from the point of void collapse.

Li Hanshou, the chief hunter of the Heavenly Sha Alliance, at the Void Emanation Realm · Middle Stage.

The Silent Mystery Realm · Supreme of the Asura Divine Hall - Venerable Yuhuang.

Their appearance instantly froze the remaining spiritual energy of heaven and earth around them. The blood mist turned into ice crystals, which fell to the ground with a "plop".

Li Hanshou's expression was grim, a cruel light flashing in his dark red eyes. He looked down at the carnage at his feet, his voice low and menacing, like a cold blade tearing through metal. "--What happened? Where's that little girl?"

A severely wounded cultivator from the Heavenly Sha Alliance knelt on the ground, trembling all over, his voice trembling. "Reporting to the Chief... she... she was rescued by the person we've been hunting..."

"What?" Li Hanshou's tone suddenly rose, his fierce light like a blade. His eyes, which had hunted countless creatures, flashed with a terrifying coldness. He stomped his foot, and the ground exploded, sending debris flying and shockwaves up dust.

He looked down at him, his voice booming like thunder. "You said—it's that brat from the Only Book Realm?"

The injured cultivator shuddered, about to answer, but was coldly interrupted by the Asura Divine Hall expert beside him, "Not the Only Book Realm." The man swallowed a mouthful of blood, raised his head with difficulty, and said, "He... he's already at the Severed Observation Realm · Supreme..."

The air froze for a moment.

"The Supreme Severed Observation Realm...?" Li Hanshou's eyes turned cold, as if he had heard a joke. He tilted his head slightly, revealing a chilling smile, "Heh... In just a few months, an Only Book Realm can climb to the Severed Observation · Supreme? Do you think I'm an idiot?"

"It's true!" The man from the Asura Divine Hall spoke rapidly, almost shouting, "That sword strike, even the three of us combined couldn't stop it—there was a woman beside him, and that woman... didn't seem human..."

Just then, Venerable Yuhuang slowly stepped forward.

He was clad in black and gold Asura armor, his sideburns were ashen, and his gaze was as cold as the flames of purgatory. With a stomp of his foot, the ground cracked open again, creating a crater several feet deep. A cold laugh echoed through the dense forest, like a demonic soul crawling out of the abyss. "You can't even stop a Severed Observation Realm · Supreme?"

"What a bunch of useless trash." Venerable Yuhuang's halberd twitched slightly, the Asura runes on the tip of the halberd flashing with bloody light, slowly lengthening as if to lift all these people up for a heavenly sacrifice.

He slowly raised his head, his tone chillingly cold. "Where did they run off to?"

The cultivator cowered, head bowed, and said, "... In the direction of Gray Spirit Mountain... Senior, they've headed towards Gray Spirit Mountain!"

Li Hanshou narrowed his eyes, let out a cold snort, and a cruel smile curled at the corner of his lips, "Gray Spirit Mountain... that place is teeming with beasts, even the old monsters of Annihilation Void City don't want to go near it. If they really went there..."

He licked his lips, a hint of bloodthirsty contempt in his voice. "Injured yet wielding the Sacred Radiance Limitless? Heh... you won't get far."

Venerable Yuhuang coldly replied, "Although Gray Spirit Mountain is chaotic, with our cultivation, we can easily suppress all beasts. That little girl, carrying a sacred treasure, will surely become a beacon of light for the world and won't be able to hide for long."

He suddenly turned his head and roared, "You—" His gaze swept over the trembling remnants of the army, his eyes like knives, "Immediately retreat to the Heavenly Sha Alliance and the Asura Divine Hall's camps to heal your wounds! Useless trash, staying here will only cause trouble."

"Yes... yes, senior!"

The group dared not utter a word, and scrambled back into the mist, disappearing swiftly.

The wind rose again, and the world Entering Stillness. Venerable Yuhuang stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the distant Gray Spirit Mountain. That mountain range was faintly visible in the night, flowing with a pale gray mist, and occasionally the roars of wild beasts could be heard from its peaks.

"Gray Spirit Mountain..." he murmured softly, a profound meaning flashing in his eyes, "It's quite interesting. The 'Gray Spirit' there are born outside of cause and effect, and die within logic—if he dares to enter, he'll be buried with them."

Li Hanshou let out a low laugh, a wild, predatory thrill flashing in his eyes. "I'd like to see just how far that kid can escape."

As soon as they finished speaking, their figures blurred simultaneously, transforming into two streaks of black and gold light that shot away into the sky. The space collapsed instantly after they passed, and crimson cracks appeared in the air.

In the direction of Gray Spirit Mountain, the night was torn open with a deep rift.

The sky above Gray Spirit Mountain seemed to burn with two extreme existences—half blue, a deathly light, and half deep green, a final cataclysm. The entire mountain range soared into the clouds, its layered rock walls like celestial bones eroded by time, their gray-white surfaces gleaming with a cold metallic sheen. The air was so dense it could almost be cut, and every wisp of mist carried the scent of spirit and death.

In the distance, the annihilation rift stretched for thousands of miles, as if the sky and earth had been forcibly torn apart by some force. The streams of light overflowing from the rift were like an inverted galaxy, with billions of streams of light falling from the sky and turning into waterfalls of light that flowed into the depths of the mountains. The scene was like the "fall of the heavens" in mythology, where light and mist intertwined to create an indescribable realm of sacred silence.

Above Gray Spirit Mountain, a colossal crystal floated above the sea of clouds—an inverted blue crystal continent, shaped like a sealed heart, with golden veins flowing within its crystal walls, pulsating like blood. Countless rays of light cascaded down from its base, like waterfalls of light cascading into the valleys. Pale blue spiritual liquid flowed on the ground, meandering like a river, its shimmering light reflecting the silhouettes of three people.

Deep within the valley, the Gray Spirit mist churned. The mist carried an unusual green glow, with countless floating city shadows, inverted mountain peaks, and broken magic arrays drifting among it. Eerie green lightning danced in the clouds, sometimes illuminating the outlines of ancient floating castles, sometimes reflecting the spires of towers obliterated by time. The surfaces of those towers flickered with chaotic inscriptions, seemingly telling tales of forgotten eras.

The further in you go, the more eerie the terrain becomes. The River of Gray Spirit flows from the sky, its water not being a liquid, but an energy flow formed from condensed light particles. Whenever the wind blows, these light particles flow upstream and merge back into the sky. Faint whistles echo from the mountains, like the whispers of the dead or the roars of divine beasts in a dream.

Extinguished Light gazed at that world, the shimmering light in her eyes echoing the inverted blue crystals hanging in the sky, flickering faintly with a cold gleam; she whispered, "This place... doesn't belong to the composition of any realm, even its time flows in two opposite directions."

Qin Yu looked up, his gaze passing over the massive blue crystal continent, and saw a second layer of shadows above the sky—endless military figures, flashing green lightning, and battlefield illusions swallowed by time and space. These illusions did not seem to be false, but rather "echoes of ancient calamities" preserved by Gray Spirit Mountain, remnants of the narrative from the end of an era, forever cycling through this place.

As the wind swept by, even the air seemed to carry a broken, ethereal sound.

At the base of the mountain range, gray dust seeps from the ground and merges into the cracks in the sky, as if heaven and earth are devouring each other.

Extinguished Light murmured softly, "The light here is so intense that even the soul would be stripped of its color."

Qin Yu's gaze was deep as he touched the hilt of his sword. "But this is also our only path."

Gray Spirit Mountain —at this moment, it resembles the Extreme Realm standing on the edge of the Source of Epochless, the boundary between light and annihilation.

Once you step in, it's a point of no return in your destiny.

Deep within Gray Spirit Mountain, a sea of mist churned, where heaven and earth seemed to merge into a chaotic, gray stillness. The shape of the mountain range was not fixed; with each passing gust of wind, the outlines of the stone walls and peaks would subtly shift, as if the entire space were governed by an unstable, logical force. Nan Yao said softly, "This is the shortest route back to the Chaos First Palace; otherwise, we would have to detour for thousands of miles... But there are many divine beasts and demonic creatures in there, so we had no choice but to take this route." As soon as she finished speaking, a deep, almost soul-shaking roar suddenly came from the depths of the misty sea. The sound was not like a beast's roar, but like countless ancient scriptures turning pages—page after page, heavy, grand, and carrying an echo that transcended eras.

Qin Yu's expression changed slightly, his aura subsided, and he said softly to her, "Miss Nan, your body is weak right now. I cannot take you through space, as that would cause you even more harm. You just took the recovery pill I gave you, so we'll tear through space and take you back in a little while."

Before the words were finished, the gray mist ahead was suddenly torn apart from the inside by some force—it was a rift hundreds of feet wide, and what burst forth from the rift was not light, but densely packed characters. Those characters were all composed of black and blue interwoven energy, which slowly floated, rolled, and burned in the void, and then transformed into a huge shadowy figure that crawled out.

That was none other than -- the Nether Abyss Book Serpent, the Nether Script Lord.

Its appearance threw the spiritual veins of the entire Gray Spirit Mountain into chaos. The mountain peaks began to collapse and reassemble, the rocks turned into symbols, and the symbols transformed into flowing pages of light. Qin Yu looked up and saw that the giant serpent's body was endless, its scales not scales, but billions of "forbidden pages" stacked together, each page shimmering with a cursed radiance—the language itself of annihilation and the collapse of definitions.

Its spine meanders like a mountain range, its tail is deep in the ground, while its head hangs high in the sky, with a "Eye of the Spirit Book" embedded in its forehead. That eye slowly opens, its pupil neither round nor vertical, but a "textual sentence" that is constantly rewriting itself. Whoever looks at it will simultaneously hear a thousand different meanings in their heart—each meaning is a "record of deletion and alteration by fate."

Its breath silenced all sounds of heaven and earth. Air became symbols, time became page numbers, and rocks became fragments of text. At that moment, the world ceased to be the world, but rather an ancient book unfolded, and the Nether Abyss Book Serpent was the author of that book.

Qin Yu's brows furrowed, a glimmer of Extinguished Light appearing deep within his usually serene pupils. Nan Yao, on the other hand, could barely breathe. Her soul trembled, her thoughts seemingly imprisoned. "That... that's the upper-level sealed beast of the Source of Epochless, the Nether Script Lord —a being capable of judging destiny with scriptures! If it speaks, our existence... will be deemed erroneous—"

Before she could finish speaking, the world suddenly went dark.

The Nether Script Lord raised his head, and the Eye of the Spirit Book slowly rotated. A page of a blue-black book unfolded from his eye, the words on the page floating and leaping, as if pieced together from the last words of countless souls. Accompanied by an ancient chanting, a voice like a divine pronouncement resounded from the void—

"Those who enter the Gray Spirit are out of sync with their destiny, and their obsessions have crossed the line."

Judgment: Annihilation - Execution.

--The Nether Script Annihilation Judgment.

In an instant, heaven and earth transformed into a storm of words. That page of the book of light suddenly burst forth with billions of annihilating blue light runes, like a galaxy exploding, instantly enveloping the entire Gray Spirit Mountain. Qin Yu, Extinguished Light, and Nan Yao were simultaneously trapped in a spatial rift, the rocks beneath their feet turned into light gray, and even the air was swallowed up by the page of the book.

Extinguished Light raised her hand, and the annihilating light gathered at her fingertips, forming a silent annihilation barrier. The black-gold radiance enveloped the three of them. She whispered, "It is judging our existence... It is erasing our right to be allowed to exist."

Azure Ring's voice rang in his mind, her tone a mixture of fear and mockery. "Little Qinzi, this thing is a 'fate-judging' divine beast! Once it deems you illegal—hehe, the world will treat you as a logical error and delete you directly!"

Qin Yu's expression was cold and stern. His left hand rested on the Source-Extinguishing Divine Sword, and he said calmly, "Delete me? That depends on whether it dares to write it."

The Nether Script Lord roared in fury, and a second layer of forbidden script lit up in its Eye of the Spirit Book, the characters transforming into chains that descended from the sky.

--Consciousness-Law Chain Binding!

It was a giant net constructed from cause and effect, Fate Soul, and thought. Hundreds of chains descended from the void at the same time, each engraved with the symbols of "severing consciousness," "sealing the soul," "annihilating techniques," and "locking causes." They emitted a piercing metallic sound, but it was not a collision; rather, it was the vibration of language.

Qin Yu's aura surged instantly, and the Fate Soul Crystal Core · Azure Evolving Core, lit up between her brows, intertwining with the light of annihilation and the light of Silent Origin. At the same time, the Extinguished Light Sea of Annihilation spread out, and as her fingertips swept across the air, a black-gold ring unfolded, forming a domain.

"Extinguished Light, suppress its soul's breath, and I will disrupt its life-giving rhythm!"

"Clear."

Annihilation erupted, transforming the world into a silent domain interwoven with gold and black. Qin Yu took a step, and the Silent Origin Stainless Sword emerged from the sky, its golden light surging like thunder. As the sword's edge cleaved through the air, all the forbidden chains crumbled simultaneously.

The book serpent let out a terrifying hiss, and the Eye of the Spirit Book was torn open, with dark light and blood scattering across the sky.

Qin Yu flipped his hand back, and the phantom of the Book of Fate Law appeared, its golden characters shimmering. He uttered a single word—"Silence!"

Under this one word, the entire Gray Spirit Mountain reversed its shape, the space collapsed, and the Netherworld script crumbled.

The second layer of the Extinguished Light Domain then unfolded, Annihilation Light Judging Lord - the World Sever and Establish Realm Causes - was forcibly suspended at this moment, and all the skills of the Nether Script Lord were frozen.

The void was silent, with only the black and gold radiance engulfing the enormous book serpent's body.

As the last page of the forbidden text fell to ashes, the wind finally returned to the heavens and earth. Qin Yu sheathed his sword, and the annihilating light of the Extinguished Light slowly receded. Nan Yao collapsed to the ground, trembling all over, her eyes filled with shock and disbelief. "He... he actually annihilated the Nether Script Lord... that was a being of destiny that even the upper-level rulers avoided fighting..."

Qin Yu looked up and said calmly, "Gray Spirit Mountain should no longer have any inscriptions."

Extinguished Light gently raised his eyes, a faint, luminous light flashing in the darkness within them, and softly replied, "If the world wants to erase us—then let the world rewrite it."

The wind rose again, and the gray fog was reborn, but the laws of heaven and earth had already been rewritten by them.