"Evelyn, something must have gone wrong. We have to find it. We absolutely have to find it!"

The Supreme Staff seemed to have gone mad, repeating the same words over and over again in Evelyn’s mind.

In truth, the Supreme Staff’s loss of composure could not really be blamed on it.

After all, the complete worldview it had built up over so many years had been torn to shreds before Caelan.

According to the information the Supreme Staff possessed, the Chosen One of each era would indeed become stronger and stronger.

However, that increase in strength was actually limited. It was not even enough for them to completely overpower the Chosen One of the previous era. This was also the reason behind the fated entanglement between the Chosen Ones and their inheritors.

For example, [Dark Titan] was indeed stronger than [Divine].

But that strength was still within a certain range. It did not mean that [Dark Titan] could easily crush [Divine].

Yet Caelan’s appearance had completely shattered fate and rules alike.

The current Caelan could do far more than crush the [Dark Titan] of the same era.

Even if the [Dark Titan] and [Divine] of that same era were tied together, and their numbers were multiplied by ten, they still could not possibly be Caelan’s match!

In the distance, Caelan seemed to have become the emperor of countless rules!

While maintaining his rule-state form, his entire body was surrounded by all kinds of rule power.

For a moment, the Supreme Staff seemed to think of something. Its voice once again became incomparably frenzied.

"Evelyn, I saw it! I saw it!"

"I saw countless corpses fallen upon the eternal supreme throne! The rules were trembling, the world was trembling, and everything—everything—had already been destined!"

"Evelyn, we cannot resist. We absolutely cannot. Do you understand?!"

...

Within the Abyss.

At this moment, as an immense amount of rule power poured into Caelan, his entire body gradually began to expand and grow stronger.

He did not continue moving, but the spatial blade storm had already trapped Yorick and Karsus in place.

For the second time in their lives, Karsus and Yorick felt a true threat of death.

The last time they had felt the threat of death was when they first faced the Lord of Abyss.

After their strength had reached its peak, the two of them had originally believed that aside from the Lord of Abyss, they would never again feel the threat of death.

Yet this time, they felt that threat once again from Caelan, who was merely six-star!

"Damn it! Break open!"

Yorick roared like a madman, continuously swinging the shovel in his hand as he tried to cut through the spatial blade storm before him.

When the shovel collided with the spatial rifts, a dazzling series of sparks burst out, along with large fragments of shattered rules.

The shovel, which had originally been indestructible, became broken and battered in just a few minutes.

However, the spatial blade storm before Yorick was still seemingly endless, as though it could not be pierced through at all!

"Damn it! You think this is enough to kill me?!"

"Abyssal Shift!"

Yorick used a movement ability based on the power of rules.

However, the moment his displacement ability activated, it was disrupted by countless spatial rifts.

This time, Yorick’s rules lost their effect instead.

It was exactly the same as when he had dealt with Kate earlier.

On the other side, Karsus was equally unwilling to sit around and wait for death.

A trace of heartache flashed through his eyes, but his hands did not stop moving at all. He swiftly began tearing pages out of the Requiem of Death, one after another.

Every page of music he tore out produced a completely different kind of rule power, attempting to resist Caelan’s attack.

Faced with these musical pages, Caelan merely raised his index finger calmly and crooked it lightly.

The next moment, the blade storm formed from the surrounding spatial rifts instantly swallowed the pages of music!

The chaotic spatial power instantly tore apart the stable space that the musical pages relied on.

For rules, every single rule was built upon some kind of foundation.

That foundation might be reality, or it might be some kind of agreement.

And the foundation upon which the Requiem of Death was established was the environment of the Abyss.

But after being enveloped by the spatial blade storm, the musical pages had already lost the foundation of the Abyss’s environment.

Therefore, relying solely on the power they carried themselves, they resisted for only a very brief time before being completely devoured by the spatial blade storm!

In the blink of an eye, countless pale scraps of paper were spat out by the spatial blade storm.

At that moment, it was as if snow had begun to fall across the deepest level of the Abyss.

On the other side, the expression on Karsus’s face visibly twisted.

He could no longer hold back. With a loud "wah," he spat a mouthful of blood onto the ground in front of him.

Karsus’s power was deeply bound to the Requiem of Death.

That was also why, when the Requiem of Death was damaged, Karsus himself would be injured along with it.

Compared to Karsus’s sorry state, Yorick on the other side was not much better.

As he continuously dodged and counterattacked, the shovel in his hand was also gradually being corroded and aged.

Although it was not as direct as Karsus’s reaction, anyone who observed carefully would discover that countless tiny cracks had already appeared across the surface of Yorick’s shovel.

"Karsus, if this continues, neither of us will survive!"

"Abandon everything and join forces with me. Only then will we have any chance of living!"

Faced with Yorick’s proposal, Karsus only hesitated for an instant before nodding in agreement.

"Yorick, bury me now!"

"Remember the tremendous price I’m paying. From now on, you will be responsible for protecting my safety..."

Yorick nodded heavily. At the same time, he swung the shovel in his hand and swiftly, precisely dug a grave in the ground that matched Karsus’s height.

As Yorick dug, a special rule power followed the shovel and was injected into the grave.

At the same time, the law power attached to the shovel’s surface became increasingly sparse. The cracks that had already been obvious began expanding rapidly at a visible speed!

"Karsus, hurry up! I can’t hold on much longer!"

Hearing Yorick’s shout, Karsus gritted his teeth and fiercely plunged headfirst into the grave Yorick had dug for him.

The instant he entered the grave, a strange thought suddenly surfaced in Karsus’s mind.

The size of this grave was actually quite suitable.

Just as he lost focus for a brief moment, Yorick, on the other side, shouted urgently,

"Karsus, hurry up! I can’t hold it much longer..."

Karsus held his breath and focused his mind. At the same time, he held up the remaining Requiem of Death and began to chant in a low voice.

"Great Death, your servant..."