232: Tianyu Divine Realm: Chaos Arena

The axe fell!

Chaos First Opening!

An axe light, seemingly born from the void, cleaved through frozen time and shattered solidified space, clashing violently with Ice Without Trace's "Absolute Zero"!

"Crack!"

A deafening sound of shattering echoed through Tianyuan City! Ice Without Trace's Absolute Zero Domain, claimed to freeze anything, was actually split open by this axe strike! Three of the nine Ice Crystal Runes dimmed instantly, nearly breaking!

"Impossible!" For the first time, a look of shock appeared on Ice Without Trace's cold face. His Absolute Zero could freeze even time; how could it be broken?!

"Chaos encompasses all things," Lin Yuan's voice was as calm as water, "including your ice."

Before his voice faded, the chaos wings behind him suddenly expanded to their limit, the terrifying pressure of the fourth-tier wings erupting without reservation!

"Chaos Ruin Blade: Six Wings Resonating!"

Chi! Chi! Chi! Chi! Chi! Chi!

Six lines of Return to Ruin were slashed out simultaneously! Each contained a different true intent of Chaos, weaving together in the air into a blooming chaos green lotus that pressed down toward Ice Without Trace!

Ice Without Trace's expression changed drastically. The nine Ice Crystal Runes spun frantically, forming a nine-fold Absolute Zero barrier in front of him!

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Wherever the lines of Return to Ruin passed, the barriers shattered one after another like paper! The battle of Tianyuan City reached its conclusion. Cracks crisscrossed the ten-thousand-foot ice platform, like a poem of destruction painted by a giant god using ice as paper and ink. Ice Without Trace lay collapsed at the edge of the battle stage, his deep blue blood soaking into the profound ice, and the nine Ice Crystal Runes around him were all shattered, scattered like stardust. The Absolute Zero Domain that once froze time and space now only had a bone-chilling coldness feebly dissipating. Lin Yuan stood in the center of the collapsed battle stage, his black robes unmoving amidst the raging Chaos currents. The three pairs of chaos wings behind him slowly retracted, each flap causing the surrounding shattered space to groan under the burden.

"The final winner of the Beiming Profound Realm's Feather Transformation Realm Championship is—" The Referee Elder took a deep breath, his voice hoarse with shock, "Lin! Yuan!"

The back of his right hand burned like a branding iron as the primal gold seal erupted with an unprecedented, brilliant golden light. The ancient seal character for "Four" distorted and disintegrated within the golden light, its profound lines redrawing into a more noble and intricate character for "Six"! Simultaneously, a vast and ancient Heavenly Dao will descended like an invisible carving knife, deeply engraving the Xuanming Emblem representing the Beiming Profound Realm into the core of the gold seal—an inverted iceberg entwined by nine ferocious ice dragons, exuding a majesty that could freeze eternity.

[primal gold seal (Level 6)]

[Owner: Lin Yuan (Peak of the Feather Transformation Realm)]

[Permissions: Upon the opening of the 903rd Era, granted permission to enter the 903 Divine Domain (Initial permissions greatly increased)]

[Eligible to participate in the Heavenly Feather God Domain Feather Transformation Realm Prodigy Grand Championship!]

[Note: For the Divine Domain Leaders, the gold seal will be promoted to Level 8!]

A stream of cold information was branded into his Sea of Consciousness. Lin Yuan lowered his eyes to gaze at the gold seal on the back of his hand; the dark golden radiance flowing at the edges of the ancient "Six" character seemed like a living thing. He clenched his fist, feeling the surging Chaos power within his body—already reaching 8.45 billion Yuan Feather Power—as well as that eternally pulsing, fearless Chaos Dao Heart.

"Divine Domain Championship..." he whispered to himself, a cold smile playing on his lips. "I hope the opponents there can make me a little more serious."

"Lin Yuan!" The figure of the Xuanming War General tore through the frozen chill and stepped through the air. His face, usually like ten-thousand-year-old profound ice, now bore uncontrollable excitement and a hint of awe. "Follow me! The Heavenly Feather God Domain battlefield is about to open, and the teleportation array is already on standby at the core of the Imperial City!"

Chaos Void: no up or down, no beginning or end.

This was a rift at the intersection of the Heavenly Feather God Domain's rules. The violent spatial turbulence was enough to tear Myriad Dao Realm experts to shreds. However, at this moment, this dead silence of nothingness was forcibly stabilized and reshaped by an unimaginable power!

A colossal object of immeasurable scale floated in the center of the Chaos. It resembled an eternal altar, cast entirely from some dark golden unknown divine metal, its surface flowing with billions of self-operating, endlessly circulating Chaos runes. Each time these runes flickered, they drew the surrounding Chaos currents into massive whirlpools that then quietly subsided, like the breathing of the Universe.

This was the ultimate battlefield of the Heavenly Feather God Domain Championship—the Chaos Arena!

At the core of the arena, a ten-thousand-foot-tall dark golden Star Stele stood majestically. Its surface was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the ten thousand figures below, vast as a galaxy!

The Divine Domain Leaders from the ten thousand Profound Realms under the Heavenly Feather God Domain were all gathered here!

They were like stars condensed from cosmic dust, each emitting a vast aura, varying in strength but all sufficient to shake the world. There were primeval giants wrapped in lava with blood and Qi roaring like dragons, distorting space wherever they stepped; mysterious beings shrouded in shadow cloaks with Domains of light-devouring shadows spreading beneath their feet; prodigies driving Star Shuttles surrounded by thousands of miniature formations; and even Saints and Saintesses of Imperial Dynasties with various divine wings, their flaps triggering tides of Laws... These ten thousand prodigies were ten thousand stars about to collide violently in the Chaos Arena! The mere interweaving and clashing of their auras stirred silent, stormy waves in this fixed void, the space rippling like a water surface into which stones had been thrown.

"Dong—!"

A muffled drumbeat, seemingly originating from the Origin of the Universe, ignored spatial distance and struck directly into the depths of every participant's Soul! The ten-thousand-foot Star Stele suddenly lit up, its surface rippling like water, projecting the entire view of the Chaos Arena—it was divided into ten thousand independent yet nested circular battle zones, like a war compass laid out by a deity.

"The Heavenly Feather God Domain Feather Transformation Realm Prodigy Grand Championship begins!" A grand, emotionless voice, sounding like the judgment of the Heavenly Dao itself, echoed through the void.

On the Star Stele, billions of names scrolled, flashed, and paired up like a waterfall!

Almost the instant the voice fell, the space in the area where Lin Yuan was located suddenly collapsed inward and reshaped! An independent battle stage with a diameter of ten thousand feet was generated out of thin air, composed entirely of Chaos currents condensed into solid dark gray crystals, its hardness far exceeding Xuanming Cold Iron. At the edge of the battle stage, an invisible spatial barrier isolated the inside from the outside.

A figure accompanied by a sharp whistling sound crashed heavily onto the other end of the battle stage, kicking up a ring of Chaos dust.

The newcomer was as burly as an iron tower, with bronze-colored skin and knotted muscles like coiled metallic pythons. He carried a jagged giant blade the size of a door on his back, its edge flowing with a dull, filthy blood luster, emitting a thick, nauseating scent of bloody slaughter. Most striking were his eyes—no whites, only a pure, frenzied, red burning with the desire for destruction!