Chapter 1282

Han Wuxian stands upon the nine heavens, beneath his feet a surging sea of clouds and the boundless earth. He does not deliberately exude pressure, but the natural circulation of his flawless, perfect Myriad Silence Source Qi has already made him fundamentally different from this heaven and earth. He seems to have become part of the world's laws, yet transcends them, like a walking, living "Return to the Void concept."

His gaze calmly turned toward Myriad Silence Mountain. His sight pierced space and layer upon layer of Silence Extinction mist, clearly "seeing" the scene there.

The Gu Jing vortex still spun, but its light was dimmer than when he had left, even tinged with an ominous ashen hue. The guardian elder's aura had almost completely dissipated, fully assimilated with the mountain rock, leaving only a faint spark of life flickering in the wind, as if it might go out at any moment.

And what most caused Han Wuxian's eyes to narrow was that, draped over the outskirts of Myriad Silence Mountain, upon the originally formless Silence Extinction barrier, there now clung a layer of viscous, constantly writhing "shadow"! This shadow emanated the same origin as the runes at the bottom of the Demonic Abyss and the Xu Jie origin he had previously purified, yet it was more refined, more vast in its Devour and void will! Like a living thing, it incessantly eroded and permeated the Silence Extinction barrier, turning it into part of itself. Upon the barrier had already appeared several minute, vein-like pulsing black fissures, from which threads of Xu Jie aura continually seeped out, polluting the fundamental Dao rhythm of Myriad Silence Mountain.

"After all… it has come." Han Wuxian knew it in his heart. The coordinates he had sensed at the bottom of the Demonic Abyss, the disturbance triggered in the Starfall Valley, and the vast Silence Extinction Dao rhythm generated when his own Dao Foundation reached perfection—all were like lighthouses in the night, utterly drawing the attention of the "Xu Jie" entity. It no longer contented itself with slow infiltration and periodic tides, but launched a full-scale assault! It intended to swallow in one fell swoop the last nail-like Eye of Silence that hindered its endless expansion.

He could even feel that, behind those layers of "shadow", within the void dimension bordering the mundane world, an existence vast beyond imagining, formed from the pure condensation of "Devour" and "void" will, was coldly "gazing" upon Myriad Silence Mountain, gazing upon this world it had craved for countless ages.

There was no anger, no urgency, only an absolute indifference and greed as if executing a program, as if the laws were turning.

Han Wuxian knew that the final battle had already descended. No longer a small-scale skirmish, no longer a probing of will, but two utterly different "Silence Extinction" concepts, an ultimate showdown concerning the fate of this world and even more attached worlds.

He took a step forward.

Beneath his feet, space naturally folded, a thousand li shrinking to an inch. In the next instant, his figure appeared soundlessly beside the Gu Jing of Myriad Silence Mountain, before the constantly writhing "shadow" barrier.

His arrival caused no energy fluctuation, as if he had always stood there.

Yet the "shadow" clinging to the barrier and incessantly eroding it, as if scorched by an invisible force, suddenly contracted and rolled, emitting a sharp, soul-piercing hiss! They instinctively sensed a tremendous threat, a suppression and restraint stemming from the very essence of Existence.

Beside the Gu Jing, the old man who had nearly fused with the mountain rock trembled imperceptibly. His eyes, shut for who knows how many ages, strained open a slit. In his cloudy pupils reflected Han Wuxian's profound, towering figure, his Dao rhythm complete, a flicker of an exceedingly complex, inscrutable expression—like a ripple on dead water—flashing and gone.

He could not speak, nor was he able to. All his life and power had already merged with the Eye of Silence, used to maintain this final line of defense.

Han Wuxian gave the old man a slight nod, then his gaze returned to the boiling "shadow" barrier.

"Your 'nothing' is plunder, is fear, is an emptiness that can never be filled."

Han Wuxian spoke, his voice calm, yet like an ancient Dao tone echoing from eternity, it clearly pierced the barrier and reverberated within that void dimension.

"And my 'stillness' is a haven, is tranquility, is the backdrop that bears all things."

"This place is the end of your expansion."

"Hiss!"

In response, the "shadow" barrier writhed even more frenziedly and let out a roar brimming with violence and contempt, stemming from the level of law! The vast will lurking in the depths of the void dimension seemed provoked by Han Wuxian's words, and more "shadow" surged forth like boiling tar from the void, bolstering the barrier, accelerating its erosion! Several originally minute fissures instantly expanded, like savage wounds, and more Xu Jie aura poured in like ink.

"Obstinately insensible."

Han Wuxian said no more. He slowly raised his right hand, palm upward, fingers slightly curled.

There was no earth-shaking aura eruption, no dazzling radiance. Only a wisp of chaos-colored qi flow, like a nascent cosmic nebula, slowly rotated and condensed in his palm.

This qi flow seemed weak, yet it appeared to contain all the mysteries of stellar birth and death, the stilling of laws, the fall of divinity, and the return of all things to the void! It was the manifestation of his perfected Myriad Silence Foundation Dao fruit!

He supported this wisp of Myriad Silence Source Qi's primordial breath, gently pressing it toward the incessantly eroded, violently trembling Silence Extinction barrier, toward the center of the boiling, roaring "shadow".

The motion was gentle, like smoothing a wrinkle on a scroll.

However, at the instant his palm touched the barrier,

"Buzz!!!"

A ripple that could not be described by color spread soundlessly from his palm as its origin!

Where the ripple passed, the viscous, writhing "shadow" brimming with Devour will, like ice and snow exposed to blazing sun, emitted a mournful cry born of essential collapse, instantly melting and evaporating! It was not destroyed, but rather transformed by a more fundamental, more inclusive power—from the conceptual level of Devour—forcefully reversed, purified, and restored to the most basic Silence Extinction particles, which were then absorbed by the barrier itself, actually strengthening its stability!

Those several enlarged fissures, after the ripple swept over, healed and vanished at a speed visible to the naked eye! The influx of Xu Jie aura was instantly severed and purified.

All of Myriad Silence Mountain, the originally suppressed and eroded Silence Extinction Dao rhythm, like long drought meeting sweet rain, suddenly became vibrant and mighty! The Gu Jing vortex shuddered violently, its ashen hue faded, its light though not instantly restored to peak, became pure and steady, radiating a deeper Silence force as it spun.

One move!

Merely a press, the Xu Jie erosion that had put Myriad Silence Mountain in imminent peril and drained the guardian elder's remaining strength, was smoothly smoothed and purified!

But this was only the beginning.

Han Wuxian's action was like directly poking a hornet's nest.

"Boom!!!"

The void dimension bordering the mundane world boiled over! Endless darkness surged like a tsunami, a vast, indescribable "form" seemingly composed of countless twisted, Devouring vortices and absolute emptiness slowly emerged from the depths of the void!

It had no concrete form, for it itself was the aggregation of "Devour" and "void"! Its "Existence" was meant to negate all other existence!

This was the manifestation of the "Xu Jie" entity's true will! Or rather, it was a projection of that ultimate "void" concept which "Xu Jie" represents, at this dimensional junction!

Even as merely a projection, its emanating pressure was enough to shatter the minds and spirits of ordinary Great Ascendant cultivators, plunging the laws of a world into Chaos!

Its intangible "gaze" locked firmly onto Han Wuxian, brimming with wrath, greed, and a hint of… apprehension at having its fundament touched!

Han Wuxian calmly met the gaze of that vast void projection, his entire body suffused with the natural circulation of perfect Myriad Silence Source Qi; behind him, a grand phantom vaguely appeared—a chaos foundation where stars turned to dust, laws returned to Silence, divine cores hung high like suns, black holes turned in orderly fashion… myriad Silence Extinction images coexisted in harmony, unified under one.

That was the manifestation of his Myriad Silence Foundation Dao fruit!

"Xu Jie, your path is wrong."

Han Wuxian's voice rang out again, carrying a decisive certainty like a proclamation.

"Today, I shall show you the true return—to Myriad Silence, enter my Return to the Void!"

Before his words faded, he moved.

He did not rush toward that vast void projection, but instead his whole person transformed into a stream of light, a stream of light containing the Myriad Silence origin and embracing all conclusions, actively colliding with the "Xu Jie" projection that represented absolute Devour and void!

Not an attack, but… a fusion! An inclusion! A conveyance!

He would take his perfected Myriad Silence Foundation as a vessel, forcibly ferrying the Xu Jie will that represented a mistaken Silence Extinction direction, incorporating it into his own Dao, thereby utterly ending this Silence Extinction tribulation that had spanned countless ages!