"Ding! A burial slave in the Forgotten Self Realm has developed a killing intent toward your son. In accordance with the principle of a father's love as strong as a mountain, and that a father must always win, your cultivation will be elevated to the Forgotten Self Realm, making you invincible within this realm!"
The system notification rang out.
Instantly, Qin Chuan felt his body undergo a dramatic transformation once more. An immense and boundless power surged through his body and soul. Even more, he sensed a new ability awakening within him.
The Selfless State!
Upon entering the Selfless State, he could momentarily disconnect from the world, transcend the confines of space, and avoid all harm.
Of course, this "all" was relative. If an opponent far surpassed the Forgotten Self Realm, they might possess means capable of breaking through the Selfless State.
"Whoosh!!"
At this moment, Qin Zi was like a meteor crashing straight toward the gaping maw of the ever-expanding skull, akin to an offering made with pinpoint precision.
His eyes were tightly shut.
Forward, forward, forward!
At this moment, he cast aside all fear. It wasn't just courage but also his absolute trust in his father.
He knew his father would never let him die. Since that was the case, why should he fear anything?
"Boom!"
Finally, an earth-shattering explosion echoed through the sky. The heavens for miles around shattered like a giant mirror!
"Whoosh!"
A violent storm whipped forward, blowing Qin Zi's hair back as he slowly opened his eyes.
The sky ahead had cracked, revealing a vast dark void. The blinding light and terrifying shockwave from the explosion surged like a tidal wave, as though it would level everything in its path.
Yet, a familiar figure stood before him, blocking all the incoming shockwaves, shielding him from harm.
That figure...
Dressed in white, standing tall like a mountain!
"Father..."
Qin Zi softly called out, his voice trembling. The fear he had suppressed earlier and the emotions he felt now came bursting forth.
He felt a lump in his throat, as if he wanted to cry.
It was like enduring countless hardships on his own, but when he saw the one closest to him, he could no longer hold back his tears.
"You did well."
Qin Chuan slowly turned his head, a kind and comforting smile on his face.
His smiling profile, illuminated by the light, appeared even more radiant, brimming with warmth.
"Death... all must die..."
At that moment, the eerie voice echoed once more. A colossal skull slowly rose from the darkness ahead.
The sensation...
It was as though standing at the edge of a cliff, watching a monstrous being that filled the entire sky rise from below. The creature was so vast, it was impossible to see it fully up close!
"Begone."
Qin Chuan snorted coldly, turning slightly as he raised his left hand. With a sudden burst of strength, he pressed his hand forward.
This movement seemed casual, but the resulting power was enough to overturn the heavens!
"Boom!"
The massive skull exploded with a deafening crash, shattering into countless fragments that were sent flying backward.
It was utterly obliterated!
However, after flying back several miles, the fragments astonishingly and smoothly began to reassemble.
Yes, smoothly.
It was as if everything had been pre-calculated, the fragments returning to their precise locations and seamlessly fusing back together.
Nonetheless, despite the reformation, the skull had shrunk by a significant amount, and its aura had noticeably weakened.
"Death... all must die."
It muttered again, and the blue ghost flames in its eye sockets slowly floated out, rapidly expanding into two scorching blue suns, which shot toward Qin Chuan and Qin Zi.
"Rumble!"
The power of these two suns was terrifying. Wherever they passed, the void twisted, and the surrounding chaotic energy bubbled like boiling water.
The destruction they wrought went beyond simply scorching the heavens and boiling the seas—it was a force capable of ending worlds. In an ordinary world ruled by Martial Emperors, such power could indeed destroy everything.
However, Qin Chuan's expression remained unchanged. His right hand clenched into a fist, and with a punch, an overwhelming force erupted.
"Boom! Boom!!"
In an instant, both blue suns exploded. Not only that, but the light from his punch shot forward, striking the skull again.
"Crack!"
The skull shattered once more, with fragments flying in all directions, trying to reassemble.
But before they could come together, Qin Chuan spread his right hand open, and with a sudden grip, he seized the very fabric of space.
"Buzz!!"
It was as if an invisible giant hand had grasped the void, causing it to contract violently, crushing the fragments into a single mass.
"Ahhhh!"
From within the white fragments came a blood-curdling scream, as blue flames erupted, resembling burning dry ice.
"Roar!"
The blue flames gathered together, forming a blurry, elderly figure. The old figure let out a furious howl.
Suddenly, the restraining force created by Qin Chuan's grip was broken, and a terrifying backlash of energy surged toward him.
"What is this?!"
Qin Chuan's face changed slightly. That ancient phantom was likely a remnant of the skull's consciousness from its life.
In other words, when the skull had been alive, it must have been far beyond the Forgotten Self Realm. The system had assessed it based on its current strength.
"The system mentioned earlier that it was a burial slave. Could it be one of the guards of a supreme tomb?!"
A flood of thoughts raced through Qin Chuan's mind. If this skull had surpassed the Forgotten Self Realm when alive and was merely a burial slave, just how powerful must the tomb's owner have been?
This Nine Skies Realm is not simple!
Previously, he thought it was just an ordinary lower realm. But with the extraordinary rise of geniuses over the past ten years, and now this terrifying burial slave, Qin Chuan was convinced that the Nine Skies Realm harbored many secrets.
Additionally, he had recently learned about the existence of a vast and boundless Burial Ground, which might be a remnant of a prehistoric civilization in this world.
"Could it be that the Nine Skies Realm was once an incredibly prosperous world, and after its destruction... it's now on the verge of revival?!"
The revival of the world!
As that thought crossed his mind, a surge of excitement welled up within him. Wouldn't that mean there would be countless opportunities and pathways to grow stronger once more?!
"Boom!"
Before he could think further, the backlash energy had already reached him, striking like a torrent of thunderbolts, crashing into Qin Chuan.
For an ordinary expert in the Forgotten Self Realm, this backlash would at least leave them severely wounded, if not take half their life!
However, Qin Chuan's foundation was incredibly deep.
With a low growl, his entire body began to glow, and it seemed as though each cell in his body had transformed into an eternal divine furnace, radiating energy. His form became indestructible, impervious to harm.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
His body emitted a series of deep, resonant sounds, like metal rods clanging against a massive bell.
In the end, Qin Chuan withstood the backlash.
"Perish!"
He then stepped forward, his golden wings unfurled behind him as he leaped through time, hurtling toward the ancient shadow.
"Boom!"
Like a brilliant spear, he pierced through the ancient figure in a fraction of a second.
"I'm not willing... to go..."
The old figure's mournful wail echoed faintly before it vanished into nothing, while the pile of bones quickly turned to dust.
The burial slave was utterly destroyed.
"Hmm, what's this?"
Suddenly, Qin Chuan noticed something. A blue-gold token had fallen from the pile of bone ashes.