Chapter 1324

Five Asura strongmen instantly teleported, fixed their positions, and while brandishing battle blades, they summoned a massive surge of blood‑killing aura, forming a huge, continuously rotating blood‑colored millstone that rolled toward the Chaos Domain! Within the millstone, countless snarling Asura war‑soul phantoms roared, seeking to grind the domain and Yan Buji within it to oblivion!

Yan Buji formed a hand seal, and at the core of the Chaos Domain a tiny, seemingly all‑Devouring "black hole" suddenly materialized! This is the divine technique he created by mimicking the concept of the Returning Void Sea Eye.

The blood‑colored millstone and the Chaos black hole collided brazenly!

There was no thunderous crash, only a sound that made one's teeth ache, a law forcibly twisted and erased! The blood‑colored millstone's energy was wildly Devoured and disintegrated by the Chaos black hole, and the war‑soul phantoms on it emitted a mournful wail, fading away continuously!

"What?!" the scarred war commander's pupils contracted sharply; he hadn't expected Yan Buji's power to be so strangely overbearing!

"Die!"

A fierce glint flashed in Yan Buji's eyes, and his form vanished like a wraith from the spot; the next instant he materialized behind an Asura strongman, his palm, imbued with Chaos death aura, sliced like a blade, easily piercing the protective blood‑killing aura and heavy armor, and crushing his soul core outright!

Instant kill!

The suppression of the Chaos Domain, the interference of the Returning Void Pull, combined with Yan Buji's own surging strength, tipped the balance of this skirmish in an instant!

"Disperse! Exhaust him to death!" the scarred war commander shouted, startled and angry, ordering his remaining troops to spread out, attempting to delay with a wandering fight.

But would Yan Buji ever give them a chance? He transformed into flowing light, moving through the Chaos Domain like the Grim Reaper; each flash inevitably caused an Asura strongman to fall! Their attacks struck the Chaos Domain as if a mud ox entered the sea, failing to inflict effective damage.

In the blink of an eye, the five elite Asura were reduced to only the scarred war commander!

He wielded a great axe, watching Yan Buji approach step by step like a demon god, and a hint of fear finally flickered in his eyes.

"Everlasting High Priest… won't let you go free!" he roared, his tone fierce yet inwardly trembling.

"What a pity, you can't see it now."

Yan Buji thrust his finger like a sword; a strand of meticulously refined gray‑blue sword qi burst through the air, instantly piercing the scarred war commander's forehead, annihilating his soul‑body and consciousness together!

The battle ended as fast as lightning.

Yan Buji stood in the now‑calm Chaos Domain, gazing at the floating Asura remnants and the slightly dim rune‑etched Passage‑to‑Peril spirit boat, his eyes cold.

He waved his hand to gather the Asura remnants and useful loot, then his gaze fell upon the Passage‑to‑Peril spirit boat.

"Hall of Rebirth…" he muttered, a strand of Chaos death aura slithering into the spirit boat like a spirit snake, probing carefully. Sure enough, in an extremely hidden corner of the boat's core formation, he discovered a tiny tracking sigil continuously emitting subtle waves outward!

He let out a cold snort, Chaos Force surged, instantly crushing that sigil.

"Want to use a knife to kill? Then I'll show you what … self‑immolation is!"

He no longer rode the spirit boat, but stored it away. His eyes turned toward the perilously deep Abyss of Sinking Souls, where that same‑source vibration still beckoned.

Since the Hall of Rebirth is merciless, don't blame him for stirring this pool even more!

He inhaled deeply, Chaos Force circulating around him, shaping into a denser gray shadow that no longer relied on external objects, and he plunged straight into the Abyss of Sinking Souls, where fragmented spacetime turbulence raged.

He intends to rely on his own strength to breach this dead‑end, locate that "anomaly", see what it truly is, and what power it can grant him!

Within the Abyss of Sinking Souls lies a graveyard of laws.

Spacetime turbulence swirled like billions of invisible scrapers, frantically tearing at Yan Buji's Chaos body, emitting a harsh grinding sound. The shattered soul phantoms screeched as they lunged, bearing pre‑death resentment and madness, trying to erode his will. Moreover, some spacetime fiends wholly formed from Chaos energy resembled poisonous snakes in the shadows, waiting to strike a fatal blow.

An ordinary nether‑realm ghost commander here would likely not survive beyond the time a single incense stick burns before his soul scatters.

But Yan Buji is different. His Chaos Force, tempered by the Returning Void Sea Eye, already possesses the dual traits of Silence Extinction and Embrace, giving him strong adaptability to the Chaos and destructive environment here. He is like a fish swimming upstream, gray‑blue aura circulating around him, Devouring and breaking down the incoming turbulence, soul phantoms, and fiends, turning them into nourishment for his own Chaos.

He kept descending; the deeper he went, the clearer the same‑source vibration's signal became, while the surrounding pressure increased geometrically. Fragmented spacetime shards, like sharp glass, sliced his defenses, leaving streaks of marks on him, but they were instantly repaired by Chaos Force.

After descending an unknown depth, the surrounding multicolored turbulence was gradually replaced by a deeper, heavier dark‑purple energy. This energy harbored an extremely intense will of resentment and unwillingness, as if forged from the immortal obsessions left after ancient gods and demons fell, forming a tangible spiritual contamination.

Even Yan Buji felt his consciousness as if soaked in poison, countless malicious whispers resonating deep within his soul, attempting to warp his perception and drag him into eternal madness.

"Get out!"

Yan Buji's will cut like a blade, the Chaos core throbbed violently, that strand of azure radiance flared, and a vast Dao rhythm, born of the ancient Chaos deity, transcending life and death and surpassing resentment, spread outward, forcibly repelling those divine and demonic obsessions.

He bore the immense pressure and finally pierced that dark‑purple layer of obsessive energy.

Before his eyes, clarity burst forth, yet it was even more unsettling.

The bottom of the abyss was not the rock or lava one imagined, but an endless sea of consciousness composed of countless shattered memories and dreams! The light and shadows of these memories and dreams flickered like bubbles, presenting a bizarre tableau: grand scenes of divine and demonic wars, delicate fragments of love, hatred, and grudges, tragic epics of civilisations' rise and fall… together they formed the "substrate" of this Abyss of Sinking Souls.

And at the center of the sea of consciousness floated an object.

It was not a solid form, but a mass of ever‑shifting Chaos light cocoon. The cocoon's surface swirled with ancient Dao rhythm identical to the one within him, the very source of the "anomaly" that stirs the reincarnation wave! Inside the cocoon, a vague, towering colossal phantom could be faintly seen, exuding a terrifying aura that drives all things to Silence and halts the cycle of reincarnation.

What made Yan Buji's pupils constrict even more was that beneath the cocoon, at the "sea floor" of the consciousness sea, lay a colossal skeleton beyond imagination, lying in quiet.

The skeleton was not humanoid, resembling a dragon yet not a dragon, a beast yet not a beast, its entire body composed of a dark‑gold material that seemed to absorb all light; even after countless ages it still exuded a soul‑shaking oppressive pressure. Across the bones were massive claw marks, fist imprints, and wounds pierced by some terrifying force, recounting the cataclysmic battles its master endured in life.