Records of Mysterious Things in the Southern Dynasties

Chapter 506 Limit
With a casual swing of the Chaos Blade in his hand, Ren Yuan tore open a passage to the upper level. Then he spread his wings and soared into the seventh level of hell.

He was surrounded by terrifying chaotic power, turning all the netherworld chains and blood-forged execution pillars along the way into dust!
The seventh-level guardian, 'Bone Erosion', commanded billions of Soul-Devouring Insects to swarm forward. The dense swarm blotted out the sky, and wherever it went, even the air itself was devoured, creating countless black holes. Ren Yuan, however, neither dodged nor evaded. His chaotic energy suddenly erupted, forming a massive chaotic domain.

The moment the Soul-Devouring Insects touched the edge of the domain, they were shredded into nothingness by the power of chaos. Ren Yuan flew straight past the Bone-Eating Demon General, who didn't even have a chance to resist before being enveloped by the chaotic energy and instantly annihilated.

Without pausing, Ren Yuan continued his assault into the sixth level of the Styx Hell!

From this level onwards, the guards are true demigods.

"I am the Lord of the Styx, and I am not comparable to those demigods who died before!" Lord Youming, the Lord of the Styx, commanded the raging Styx River, and everything in its path decayed.

"I doubt it!" Ren Yuan spread his wings and hovered above the River Styx, unleashing the Chaos Blade, his mouth uttering the Heavenly Decree:
"Chaos Returns to Nothingness!"

In an instant, a huge chaotic vortex appeared in the air, and the waters of the River Styx flowed upstream and were completely swallowed by the vortex.

Lord Youming stared in disbelief as his prized River Styx was completely sucked into the chaotic vortex. Before he could even react, Ren Yuan cleaved him in two with a single strike!

"Indeed, they are worlds apart; you are far inferior!" Ren Yuan snorted coldly and then plunged into the fifth level!
Suddenly, a giant net covered their heads...

Ren Yuan's body suddenly burst forth with dazzling light, attempting to shatter the massive black net that had descended from above.

However, the seemingly ordinary black net was suddenly covered with strange, eerie blue runes. Each rune twisted like a living thing, seemingly unafraid of being devoured by the power of chaos, and Ren Yuan was unable to break free for a time.

At this moment, four demigods emerged from the eyes of the Four Directions Formation: Lord Jinyou, the Lord of Netherworld Ghost Fire who guards the fifth level of hell; Lord Wandu, the Lord of Ten Thousand Poisons who guards the fourth level of hell; Lord Xueyan, the Lord of Blood Nightmare who guards the third level of hell; and King Leiji, the Lord of Thunderstrike who guards the second level of hell!
Ren Yuan's breakthrough through more than ten levels of Hell, causing such a commotion, had already alarmed the ghost generals on the upper levels. The four demigods from the second to fifth levels gathered here, joining forces to set up the 'Nine Netherworld Trapping God Array,' just waiting for him to walk into their trap!

With his graying hair and beard, Lord Jinyou held a bone whip, the tip of which was wrapped in black karmic fire. He smiled sinisterly and said, "So what if you're Yinglong? Today, this Nine Netherworld God-Trapping Array will be your burial ground!"

"Enough talk, let's take him down!" With his blue hair, red beard, and hooked nose, Thunder King was decisive and ruthless; he would never die from talking too much.

As he spoke, he used all his divine power to activate the formation, and the other three demigods followed suit.

The black net, swirling with azure runes, contracted violently under the urging of the four demigods, tightly binding Ren Yuan.

"Trapping God Formation, Locking the Heavens!" The four demigods shouted in unison again, and nine pitch-black soul-suppressing pillars suddenly descended from the sky. The pillars were covered with ancient incantations, trapping Ren Yuan tightly in the center.

Ren Yuan naturally refused to surrender. He channeled all his divine power, and the golden light on the surface of his dragon scale armor surged, like a star exploding, its radiance intense and dazzling! But it was instantly suppressed by the nine soul-suppressing pillars, turning into sparks and dissipating.

"Don't waste your energy. The God-Trapping Formation formed by the four of us demigods is so powerful that even gods can't escape it!" King Leiji sneered.

Ren Yuan suddenly closed his eyes, and the chaotic energy around him began to flow in reverse. The light on his dragon scale armor dimmed, and he actually stopped resisting. "Not good! He's going to self-destruct! Stop him!" Jin Yougong's expression changed drastically, and he lashed out with his bone whip. The Netherworld Karmic Fire at the tip of the whip instantly surrounded Ren Yuan, trying to interrupt Ren Yuan's power-gathering.

Thunder King also quickly unleashed a purple lightning bolt, Blood Nightmare Lord opened his massive maw filled with fangs and spat out a blood pillar that corroded everything; Ten Thousand Poison Lord lightly tapped his fingertip, and countless bone-blade-like poisonous spikes burst forth from the ground!

The devastating attack from the four demigods completely engulfed Ren Yuan in the center of a raging energy vortex.

However, when these terrifying forces, which could easily tear apart the bodies of demigods, touched the chaotic vortex that was reversing around him, they strangely transformed into purple, black, red, and white rays of light, which then twisted and deformed, and were absorbed into the vortex like rivers flowing into the sea.

"Impossible! How could so many different powers be assimilated all at once?!" Lord Jinyou roared in shock, watching in horror as his prized Netherworld Karmic Fire was swallowed by the vortex, which instead made the chaotic mass even more condensed. The lightning condensed by Thunder King, the poisonous mist of Blood Nightmare Lord, and the bone spikes of Ten Thousand Poison Lord were no exception. All attacks were decomposed into the purest energy source the moment they came into contact with the vortex, becoming part of the vortex itself.

Fueled by immense energy, the chaotic vortex contracted rapidly, gradually shrinking into a fist-sized ball of light. Ren Yuan himself was also suffering; his dragon scale armor groaned under the strain, bearing pressure powerful enough to destroy stars.

Even with the protection of the dragon scale armor, he was still squeezed until his face turned red and his eyes bulged out.

But he knew that only by compressing the chaotic vortex to its extreme could he trigger an explosion powerful enough to turn the tide of the battle. So he gritted his teeth and persevered, continuing even as blood streamed from his seven orifices!

Finally, on the verge of collapse, the chaotic vortex was compressed into a small sphere that was half white and half black!

This is the primordial chaos—Tai Chi!
"Tai Chi generates Yin and Yang, Yin and Yang generate the Four Symbols, explode!" With a roar that tore through space, the small ball exploded. Terrifying energy waves, centered on Ren Yuan, swept around like a tsunami.

Not only the fifth level, but the entire hell trembled violently under this earth-shattering power. The space of countless hell levels collapsed like shattered glass, and screams, roars, and the sound of space breaking intertwined to form the symphony of the apocalypse!

The four demigods didn't even have time to react before they were swallowed up by the violent torrent of energy, their souls instantly reduced to ashes...

As the dust settled, Ren Yuan crashed to the ground, looking utterly miserable. His indestructible dragon scale armor was completely shattered into dust, and his wings on his back had vanished, leaving only two broken bones, which turned to ash when blown by the ghostly winds of hell.

"Brilliant!" Suddenly, clear applause rang out from the ruins of hell.

"For a mere demigod to be able to simulate the explosion at the birth of the universe, even if I am extremely demanding, I must applaud you." In a magnetic male voice, a ball of dark purple flame appeared in front of Ren Yuan, transforming into a tall man.

His long, flowing hair was as white as snow, but the ends burned with eerie blue flames. His face was cold and pale, with high-set brow bones, deep-set eyes, and dark purple pupils that shimmered with a captivating light, like burning will-o'-the-wisps.

Although he wore only a simple black robe, he exuded the most luxurious and elegant aura. Elegant, simply too elegant.

Compared to him, all those emperors and generals who were high and mighty became nothing more than inexplicable nouveau riche.

(End of this chapter)