Where the axe mark fell, there was no sound, like a grey line cutting through the sky, quietly passing through the center of the light giant's chest.

That light giant was formed by the Origin of billions of stars, the highest Incarnation created by the Yang Realm King using his divine blood as a guide and burning his Dao Origin. His body held up the sky, his right arm raised high, and within his palm condensed the supreme power to restart a Realm. But at the moment that grey mark swept past, the light at his fingertips suddenly extinguished, like a flickering candle in the wind, its life force cut off by an invisible hand.

Immediately after, the colossal golden body, spanning billions of feet across the Star Domain, began to disintegrate inch by inch from the axe mark. It wasn't shattering, but rather dissolving, regressing, returning to the primordial Void Realm. The brilliant golden light rapidly dimmed, turning into primitive light dust, and then the light dust also lost its spirituality, completely swallowed and annihilated without a trace by the Chaotic Dao rhythm carried by that grey mark.

The eyes that once illuminated the heavens like twin suns were now clouded with a grey haze, devoid of all spirit, leaving only deathly silence. The roar, powerful enough to shatter the universe, was frozen in his throat, ultimately unable to escape, and along with the entire giant's body, it turned into ashes filling the sky in a silent annihilation.

However, those ashes didn't even scatter; they were drawn by an invisible force, condensing into a faint glimmer that quietly merged into the Chaos Giant Axe in Li Mu's palm, as if they had never existed.

Heaven and earth were deathly silent, all sounds vanished.

The Yang Realm King, the supreme Dominator who had governed the Yang Realm for eons and suppressed the epoch's catastrophe, was actually annihilated in such a manner, his Incarnation destroyed by a single axe, his form and Divine Soul almost completely dispersed!

On the Lieyu Battleship, Da Niu and Lin Xiaolun, along with the entire Yang Realm army, were like clay figures and wooden statues, their eyes dull. They had witnessed with their own eyes a Dominator's full-power strike, fueled by his Origin, being erased so effortlessly, even the traces of its existence completely washed away. It was a power beyond comprehension, transcending Law, so powerful as to be almost illusory, like an absurd dream.

The faint, lingering aura of weakness in the air was the aftermath of the Yang Realm's Origin being burned; the low wailing from the depths of the Star Domain was the heavens in sorrow. Everything was screaming — the annihilation just now was suffocatingly real, terrifyingly tragic.

Li Mu stood with his axe sheathed, his expression as calm as an ancient well. He merely glanced indifferently at the Star Domain where the light giant had once stood, his gaze sweeping past the Void Realm that trembled slightly due to its Origin being incinerated.

“Cough… cough, cough…”

A weak and suppressed cough broke the deathly silence.

At the original spot, a cluster of residual golden light struggled to condense, finally forming a disheveled figure — it was the Yang Realm King's true body. At this moment, he no longer possessed any of the Dominator's might; his imperial robe was torn, charred flesh exposed, his handsome face as pale as paper, a trickle of golden divine blood overflowing from the corner of his lips, and the Great Sun Judgement Spear in his hand had lost all its brilliance, its shaft covered in cracks, like a flickering candle in the wind, ready to shatter at any moment.

This was the Yang Realm King's true body, who had once entered the forbidden Realm of “Divine Self Unification” by burning the Yang Realm's Origin.

But Li Mu's axe strike didn't merely destroy his form; it directly severed the root of his Dao, forcibly cutting off his connection with the Yang Realm's Origin, and brutally tearing him away from that supreme state!

His Origin, failing to achieve its purpose, backfired upon him, causing his Dao foundation to almost collapse, his Divine Soul severely wounded, nearly leading to his Dao's demise and body's destruction.

“You… what kind of monster are you?!” The Yang Realm King staggered to his feet, his eyes fixed on Li Mu, the shock in them not yet receding, replaced by a deep, bone-chilling despair. The Dao he had cultivated his entire life, the forbidden art he had painstakingly comprehended, was as vulnerable as child's play before his opponent.

Li Mu remained silent, merely gazing calmly, his eyes as profound as an abyss, seemingly able to see through the Reincarnation of eons.

The coldness and resolve in that gaze made the Yang Realm King's heart sink. He knew that there was no turning back in this battle. He had lost, lost completely, lost without any chance of recovery.

But he was the King of several Realms, who had governed for eons, and the pride and madness of a king flowed in his blood. He could lose, but not surrender; he could die, but not be humiliated!

“You want to kill me? It's not that easy!”

The Yang Realm King let out a long cry to the heavens, his voice filled with sorrow and even more with determination. He fiercely bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of Origin essence blood. The blood burned in the air, transforming into a profound primal energy that roared into the Great Sun Judgement Spear.

“With my broken body, I sacrifice my divine weapon! With my Dao Origin, I manifest my tribulation fire!”

“Forbidden Art — Yang Realm Annihilation, All Laws Return to Void Realm!”

Boom—!

Heaven and earth suddenly changed! This time, it no longer invoked the power of the Yang Realm, but rather used all of the Yang Realm King's remaining self as a sacrifice, triggering the deepest “annihilation” Law of the Yang Realm!

In an instant, a vast aura swept out, exuding a cold, deathly silence, the sound of all things ending in decay.

In the Yang Realm Star Region, the light of billions of stars rapidly dimmed, as if their vitality was being drained; stars collapsed, Laws flowed backward, the Void Realm caved in, everything was sliding towards “annihilation”!

This was a mutually destructive technique! The Yang Realm King sought to use his own destruction as a catalyst, dragging the entire Yang Realm, along with Li Mu, into eternal Void Realm!

“Master!” Lin Xiaolun cried out in alarm, her Divine Soul trembling. The fire of annihilation was even causing her cultivated Dao Domain to issue warnings.

“Madman! A complete and utter madman!” Da Niu's face was ashen, and even with the protection of the Chaos barrier, he felt the presence of death.

That fire of annihilation, formless and shapeless, yet permeated all things, spreading from the Yang Realm King's body. Wherever it passed, the Star Domain turned to dust, time froze. It surged towards Li Mu like a tide of death, unstoppable, seeking to completely engulf him and turn him into Void Realm.

Facing this almost unresolvable, ultimate Dao technique, Li Mu's eyes finally flickered slightly, not out of fear, but out of admiration.

This Yang Realm King was indeed a respectable enemy, capable of erupting with such astonishing power even in desperation.

However, admiration aside, this person could not be allowed to live.

Li Mu slowly raised his left hand, and in his palm, a misty grey light quietly condensed. That light, Chaos undivided, was like the amniotic sac before a Realm's initial formation.

As the light flowed, an ancient gate appeared in his palm. The gate's body was formed from Chaos Qi, with profound patterns, as if inscribed with secrets from before the creation of heaven and earth. Though small, the gate swallowed all things, as if connected to an boundless primordial world.

Under Li Mu's urging, the gate suddenly magnified, transforming into a colossal phantom spanning the Star Domain. It was not a physical entity, yet it was more real, more substantial than any physical object.

That Gate of Chaos, like a gaping maw, slowly pressed down towards the Yang Realm King's location, towards the Star Domain on the verge of annihilation!

The Fire of Annihilation, upon touching the gate's phantom, was like snow meeting boiling water, wailing silently, instantly swallowed and dissolved. The collapsing stars and retrograding Laws, under the gate's suction, halted their decline and were instead drawn in, merging into the gate.

“No! What is this?!” The Yang Realm King's pupils contracted sharply, an unprecedented sense of crisis enveloping him. His annihilation technique was being easily swallowed! He wanted to flee, to fight, but his remaining Origin had been exhausted in the forbidden art, and now he was completely suppressed by the power of the Gate of Chaos, unable to move.

The Yang Realm King's body, along with the Great Sun Judgement Spear riddled with cracks, gradually blurred under the Gate of Chaos's Devour, finally transforming into a stream of light and completely merging into that ancient gate, vanishing without a trace.

Rumble!

As the Yang Realm King was annihilated, the giant gate phantom also rapidly shrank, turning into a grey glow that merged into Li Mu's palm, becoming hidden and unseen.

The Star Domain returned to peace. Those stars that had been eroded by the power of annihilation, after the Gate of Chaos swallowed the annihilation Origin, slowly revived, rekindling faint light.

It was as if an apocalyptic catastrophe had been gently wiped away by an invisible hand, leaving no trace.

Li Mu's figure also vanished.

The next moment, Li Mu was standing in a boundless, grey world.

The Chaos Treasure Mansion, containing its own universe.

Looking around, he saw only surging Chaos, without sky or earth, without sun or moon. Chaos Qi pulsed like a living entity, each rise and fall seemingly birthing new life and annihilating old traces.

In this endless grey expanse, a vast “sea” stretched before him. It was not water, but a Qi Sea formed by pure Chaos Qi, boundless and calm, yet exuding a suffocating pressure.

Above the sea, thousands of grey Qi currents extended like chains from the depths, firmly suppressing a figure in the center of the Qi Sea.

It was the Yang Realm King!

At this moment, the Yang Realm King was completely entangled in Chaos chains, unable to move. The Great Sun Judgement Spear was also wrapped in chains, its cracks deepening under the erosion of Chaos Qi, almost shattering.

The Yang Realm King's face was filled with despair. The Chaotic Qi Sea was slowly but steadily eroding his remaining Origin, refining his Divine Soul, and disintegrating his Dao foundation. Even his proud Yang Law was dimming under the Chaos's erosion, completely devoid of spirituality.

The Yang Realm King wanted to roar, to struggle, but no sound could be made. All his power, all his resistance, was completely suppressed by this boundless Chaos, turning into nothingness.

Li Mu stood in the air, his posture like a sword, as if he were the sole Dominator of this Chaotic heaven and earth.

In his left hand, he held the Chaos Giant Axe, its body radiating grey light, containing the profound truth of creation.

In his right hand, he clutched an ancient banner, entirely grey, without a hint of color, yet profoundly mysterious. The banner's surface vaguely showed scenes of Chaos's beginning and the evolution of all things — this was the Chaos Spirit Banner, an innate treasure, capable of drawing Chaos and suppressing all spirits.

Behind him, a towering giant tree was rooted deep within the Chaotic Qi Sea, piercing straight into the Void Realm!

That tree, entirely formed of Chaos, was lush with branches and leaves. Each leaf was like a miniature Realm, shimmering with deep Dao light. Above the canopy, faint Chaos Dao Fruits appeared, their Dao rhythm flowing, incredibly enticing.

This was Li Mu's Chaotic Dao Tree! With the Chaotic Great Dao as its root, and his own Dao Fruit as nourishment, it was the manifestation of the highest Dao Law, birthed within the Treasure Mansion. It rooted in Chaos, absorbed Chaos, fed back Chaos, and was also a supreme method for refining all things and advancing one's Dao cultivation.

At this moment, the Dao Tree's roots, like countless tentacles, were deeply embedded in the Qi Sea, and countless fine threads branched off, entwining the Yang Realm King and the Great Sun Judgement Spear.

With each pulsation of the Dao Tree, pure Chaos Qi surged out like a tide, washing over the Yang Realm King's body, dissecting his Divine Soul, dissolving his Dao foundation, and transforming all his Origin power into Chaos nourishment, which, after being converted by the Dao Tree, integrated into Li Mu's own Great Dao.

The Yang Realm King's Divine Soul wailed silently under the Chaos's onslaught, his consciousness gradually blurring, only the bone-deep pain reminding him — everything was real.

Li Mu's gaze was calm, resting on the Yang Realm King, without sorrow or joy, unmoved. This was not an ordinary battle, but a clash of Dao, a struggle of life and death.

The Yang Realm King's attempt to perish together with the world-burning technique meant that this was his destined outcome today.

Taking him into the Treasure Mansion was not to suppress him, but to refine him, to turn his Origin into his own use. This was the nature of the Chaotic Great Dao, and also Li Mu's path to the pinnacle.

The Chaos Giant Axe drew a profound arc in the air, as if measuring the vastness of Chaos. The Chaos Spirit Banner gently swayed, each swing causing the Qi Sea to churn, further suppressing the Yang Realm King. The Chaotic Dao Tree behind him, like a silent witness, silently absorbed and quietly grew stronger.

Li Mu knew that refining the Yang Realm King would be a qualitative leap for the Chaotic Great Dao. How vast and pure were the Laws and Origin of a Realm's Master?

By swallowing and transforming them, his Great Dao would become more complete, and his understanding of the “creation” principle would also deepen.

Li Mu slowly closed his eyes, his Divine Sense sinking into the Chaotic Great Dao. His consciousness connected with the Chaotic Dao Tree, merged with the Chaotic Qi Sea, resonated with the Chaos Giant Axe and the Chaos Spirit Banner; the entire Chaos Treasure Mansion was at his command, like an arm directing a finger, a unified whole.

This battle did not end with annihilation, but began with this path of refining the Great Dao, step by step treading through blood, ultimately breaking through Chaos to behold that supreme light.

Deep within the Chaos Treasure Mansion, time seemed to have solidified, yet also flowed rapidly. The flickering of each leaf on the Dao Tree synchronized with Li Mu's breathing, and the pulsation of Chaos Qi seemed to whisper the most primitive secrets of a Realm.

The Yang Realm King's Origin, like a trickling stream, was slowly drawn out by the Dao Tree's roots, transforming into the purest Chaos Power, nourishing Li Mu's Dao foundation.

A Pure Yang Dao Fruit quietly gestated above the canopy, its light growing deeper. This was not only an accumulation of power, but also a profound understanding of the word “Chaos” — Chaos is not disorder, but the Origin of all things, the mother of creation and destruction, the ultimate truth of breaking down to rebuild.

Suppressed in the center of the Qi Sea, the Yang Realm King's consciousness gradually blurred under the Chaos's onslaught, his Divine Soul like a flickering candle in the wind. The pride of once dominating a Realm collapsed like a sandcastle.

The Yang Realm King finally understood that the “light” he wielded was merely a fleeting glimmer in Chaos; his proud “eternity” was but a momentary illusion before the true Chaotic Great Dao.

The Yang Realm King tried to recall why he fought, why he was angry, why he would rather burn an entire Realm to perish together.

But memories flowed like sand through his fingers, leaving only the bone-deep pain and the boundless grey darkness, like an eternal prison, confining him.

Li Mu remained standing still, like an ancient mountain, his mind long transcending victory and defeat, life and death. What he sought was not dominance, not authority, but that supreme “Dao.”

Outside the Chaos Treasure Mansion, the Star Domain returned to peace.

On the Lieyu Battleship, everyone was still immersed in the shock of what had just transpired. The aftermath of that battle had long surpassed their comprehension. They only knew that Master had won, in an indescribable way, completely suppressing the arrogant Yang Realm King.

Lin Xiaolun looked at the Star Domain, her eyes filled with both awe and confusion, vaguely sensing that Master's cultivation Realm was far beyond her imagination, and something she could never hope to achieve in this lifetime.

Inside the Chaos Treasure Mansion, in the Void Realm enveloped by the Chaotic Qi Sea, an imperceptible ripple quietly spread. It was the last echo of the Yang Realm's Origin, carrying boundless sorrow, quietly detaching from the Veins of the Three Thousand Worlds, completely fading away, playing the final elegy for the demise of an old god. (End of Chapter)