Purple Extreme Extinction

The shockwave from the collision between the Blood Moon and the Purple Moon continued to spread, shaking the heavens. Not far away, Xianyue, who was engaged in battle with an Abyssal Beast, suddenly froze as he sensed the terrifying force rippling across the battlefield.

Within the remnants of that power, he felt something unmistakable—a divine aura that originated from the very same source as his own.

"This power… it's the Purple Palace's divine might!" His eyes widened in disbelief. It's far too familiar.

"How could this be? In the Abyssal World, the only one who inherited the Purple Que Moon God's legacy is me. No one else could possibly have awakened the Purple Que divine power!"

Xianyue's face twisted with confusion and disbelief. He felt the presence again and again, but there was no mistake—it was the genuine divine power of the Purple Que!

"Who dares steal the core inheritance of the Star-Moon Divine Kingdom! This is unforgivable!" Fury overtook him. Without hesitation, Xianyue charged toward the source of that divine aura. This was no trivial matter—it threatened the very foundation of the Divine Kingdom's supremacy.

Elsewhere, within the Pure Land's inner sanctum, Emperor Yuan descended in solemn silence. The fierce battle raging in the Sea of Fog was nearing its end. In about an hour, all contestants were expected to return safely.

"Lord Wu Meng, please rest assured—Yun Che is unharmed." Emperor Yuan's first words were directed at Meng Kongchan, catching everyone off guard.

"Thank you, Emperor Yuan. I will follow your lead in all things," Meng Kongchan replied, his restless heart calming somewhat. Yet he couldn't help but notice something odd—Emperor Yuan had referred to his son as Yun Che, not Meng Jianyuan. A strange feeling crept into his heart.

"The greatest priority now is opening a passage from the Abyss to the 'Eternal Pure Land.' For that reason, I shall enter seclusion immediately—until I am fully prepared for this task. It may take ten years," Emperor Yuan declared slowly. "During this time, all affairs of the Divine Kingdom must be handled independently. The Pure Land will issue no guidance, not even on matters concerning the Divine Source inheritance."

The gathered gods exchanged bewildered glances. Emperor Yuan had always overseen matters related to the Divine Source personally—yet now, he was handing over full authority to the Divine Kingdom?

"It is decided. Once the battle in the Sea of Fog ends, all of you may return to the Kingdom of Gods. The Pure Land will be sealed entirely." His tone allowed no room for argument.

The seven gods of the six nations offered respectful farewells, though unease lingered in the air.

"This is strange," Dian Luohou muttered, brows furrowed. "Something important must have happened while Emperor Yuan was away."

"Perhaps it's due to the increasing frequency of Time's Black Tides," Pan Yusheng offered, "and Emperor Yuan's growing desperation to open a new world for the Abyss."

"Hmph. More likely it's that old man being selfish again," Shen Wuyan Ye scoffed coldly, not bothering to hide his disdain.

Whatever the truth, they had no choice but to obey. Emperor Yuan's word was absolute.

Hovering in the air like a fallen goddess, Shen Wuyi stood still. Her black veil fluttered gently in the wind, revealing faint glimpses of her celestial beauty. But her expression was grim—this battle had pushed her to the brink.

Facing the Star of Destruction who had become an Abyss Ghost, pain and damage meant nothing. His resilience and sheer power had reached a level that could no longer be judged by mere cultivation.

Not far away, Yuan Ghost Sha Xing stood bloodless yet ravaged, his body marred with sword wounds across his limbs and chest. There was no bleeding—only the Abyssal Dust within him constantly reknitting his injuries. He was becoming more ghost than man, drawing ever closer to a true Abyss Ghost.

To defeat him… I'll need to completely obliterate him, Shen Wuyi realized grimly. If I can't destroy him wholly, he'll just keep regenerating. With the Sea of Fog feeding his recovery, it will only become harder.

She narrowed the scope of the Zique Divine Domain, shrinking it until it surrounded only her, to reduce the strain of maintaining it. The domain had proven ineffective against Sha Xing—he was entirely immune.

"Since you've become a ghost… I'll help you vanish."

Shen Wuyi's aura turned icy and merciless. She had resolved to unleash her full strength and annihilate Sha Xing once and for all.

"Song of Midnight."

A strange, haunting melody drifted across the battlefield. It was like the chant of a devil descending into the world, every note drenched in sorrow, hatred, and a deep, bone-chilling grief.

This was Shen Wuyan Ye's most powerful sonic technique—one that enhanced her own strength while ensnaring enemies in a mire of despair. But Shen Wuyi had no intention of affecting Sha Xing with its emotions. He was already devoid of perception, a soulless husk of destruction.

The true purpose of this eerie music… was to elevate her own divine power to its peak.

She merged the Zique Divine Power with the Midnight Divine Codex, something she had never dared attempt before.

A brand-new power radiated from her body—a fusion of both her divine attributes. Dark purple energy cloaked her like a luminous veil, making her appear as though she bathed in moonlight woven from nightfall itself. Her presence became both enchantingly beautiful and terrifyingly deadly.

If she had once been like a sacred fairy, now she resembled a seductive witch—her transformation so stunning it left even the stoic stunned.

Pan Buwang stood frozen in place, momentarily entranced. Though he had long been accustomed to Shen Wuyi's beauty, this scene still stole his breath.

It was not a blasphemous lust—but an instinctual reverence for divine creation.

But Sha Xing could not appreciate such beauty. His soul was drowned in destruction. Raising the Sirius Savage Sword once again, he summoned the Blood Moon Wolf and charged at Shen Wuyi with no hesitation.

"Purple Extreme Destruction!"

Blessed with the Nine Profound Linglong Body, Shen Wuyi perfectly fused the two clashing powers within her and awakened a supreme technique—Purple Extreme Destruction, an ultimate move born of the Ice and Snow Glazed Heart.

A searing beam of dark purple light exploded from her chest and rapidly expanded, engulfing the entire battlefield. It was a light of pure annihilation, leaving no room for survival—not even Yuan Chen could resist its cleansing.

The beam pierced through the Blood Moon Wolf, which dissolved without a trace. No blood remained—only an ominous purple hue, as if this color alone signified the end of all things.

Without pause, the light struck Yuan Ghost Sha Xing directly. The blast enveloped his entire body—and the once-unstoppable Sirius Sword bathed in purple flame.

The soul of the ancient wolf within let out its final, mournful cry—as though bidding farewell to both the world and its master.

The Abyssal Ghost Star was utterly destroyed. Even the indestructible Abyss Core dissolved into oblivion.

"Sha Xing!!!"

Xianyue, arriving just in time to witness the devastating end, cried out in horror. He had heard the dying howl of the Sirius Wolf's soul—and his eyes turned bloodshot with rage and disbelief.

He could not accept what he had just seen.

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