The ships on the undulating, stormy sea were originally filled with "pirates" who stood on deck as "spectators," but at this moment, they fell silent as if they had lost their voices. These pirates were Hu Wen’s companions at that time. As the space was replicating the scene from that time, they were also replicated. Their eyes were lifeless; their bodies stood stiff as wooden sculptures on the deck, swaying with the rocking board. The furious waves beat against the ships, and flashing lightning filled the sky. From below the deck, creaking noises emerged, as if they were the sounds of flesh and metal grinding and writhing. In the crowd of pirates nearby, a sharp, tearing sound could be heard, like the noise of bones breaking or the bass of flesh being ripped apart. He Ao lightly touched the Multicolored Ring in his hand, reverting the appearance back to "Hao Yi." Then he turned around to look back. The row of pirates, who were originally like puppets, now had their bodies rapidly twisting and contorting. Their limbs became elongated, their skulls sharpened, and their mouths, split open to their ears, were filled with sharp, triangular teeth. Seeing He Ao turn around, these "pirate monsters" let out sharp roars, rushing towards He Ao. Under the influence of the Eye of Truth, He Ao could clearly see the energy of the entire space rapidly flowing into the bodies of these ’pirates.’ Having discovered that his copies weren’t able to win, he entered the fray himself. He Ao raised his hand, and the Shadowless Sword flew back into his grip. Gazing at the dense mass of twisted pirates charging at him, he raised his hand and hurled the Shadowless Sword. The invisible blade instantly became a phantom shadow in the moment it left his hand, reaching the foremost pirate instantly. The invisible radiance swept across the void, slicing through the middle of the pirate monster charging at the front, but the monster seemed oblivious and continued sprinting towards He Ao. However, it had only taken a few steps before its body trembled and fell forward. The upper body flew forward while the lower half fell at an angle, splitting the body in two. The halves fell onto the wet deck, sliding forward due to momentum. At that moment, the dispersed sword light swept across the area like a fan shape. Rows of monsters continuously fell forward; like wheat stalks cut by a scythe, they dropped unsupported to the deck. The dark blood mixed with the storm and sea water, streaming across the entire deck. He Ao raised his hand, and the Shadowless Sword flew back to him. He gazed at the deck strewn with severed limbs and remains, his expression serene, "To desire my ’despair,’ you are hardly sufficient." The sea and sky seemed to understand his words, or perhaps they were simply enraged that the pirate monsters had been slain. The violent waves crashed against the huge ship, almost flipping it over like a bamboo leaf, lifting the entire massive coal transport ship. In the midst of the violent waves, He Ao’s figure stood as sturdy as an ancient pine in a storm, remaining undeterred. His gaze pierced through the storm, scanning the essence of this world. As he killed that ’replica’ and these pirates, the ’structure’ of the world seemed to become a bit clearer. The flesh on the deck dissolved like blood water, and the ’replicas’ and their possessions that He Ao had just slain melted with it. They fused together, seeping into the gaps of the deck. Below the deck, the creaking noises grew stronger, and the slippery sound of flesh writhing intensified amidst the thunder of the storm. He Ao gently inserted the Shadowless Sword into the deck beneath his feet, feeling the feedback from the sword’s body, his gaze slightly hardened. The hardness of this deck had far surpassed that of normal metal. Rather than a metal deck, it seemed more like the ’shell’ of some B-level extraordinary creature that resembled metal. A bolt of lightning struck from the sky, illuminating the pitch-dark sea and the deck. A massive fleshly hand burst through the deck, reaching out from below to grab He Ao. He Ao leapt up, activating Super Memory in an instant, pulling the Shadowless Sword out from the deck, and swung it around as he turned. The formless sword light severed the wrist of the fleshly hand, causing it to plummet into the sea and raise a spray several tens of meters high. The Shadowless Sword returned to his hand, and He Ao gazed at the severed limb swinging in the sky. The thunder in the sky flashed even more intensely, and in the depths of the cloud-covered sky, faint, deep void cracks faintly appeared. The power of this world surged even more tumultuously into the massive ship beneath him, making the already unstable space even more unstable. Accompanied by a series of chain-like sounds, one giant fleshly arm after another burst forth from below the deck, grabbing toward He Ao. These thick and towering arms, like trees in a forest, formed a dense forest of flesh and enveloped He Ao within it. Another bolt of lightning flashed across the sky. This time, as the lightning flashed, He Ao immediately jumped back. An arm smacked onto the deck, precisely at the spot where he had just stood, shattering the entire surface of the deck and revealing the wriggling flesh beneath. The attacking power of this single palm was almost comparable to a B-level being with a physical fitness around 3000. Simultaneously, the thunder in the sky roared down, striking the position where He Ao had just stood and precisely hitting the severed arm that had just struck the ground. Accompanied by a waft of charred smoke, that arm wriggled briefly and then fell silent. The rules of this space still had to follow certain world laws. He Ao’s eyes swept across the severed limbs whirling around him. Under the viewing field of the Divine Sense, each limb had a complex energy circuit, and each limb had its own triangular energy convergence point located in different positions. As long as there was an energy convergence point, it could be killed. The thunder in the sky continued to flash, and two giant hands swept toward He Ao on the sea breeze. He Ao let go of the Shadowless Sword in his hand and, with a swift movement, stepped on the left palm and leaped upward. The formless sword light spun in the air, easily severing the two palms along with their energy convergence points. Accompanied by the loud sound of fleshly palms crashing to the ground, several more palms rapidly reached out toward He Ao. He Ao’s figure flickered swiftly among these palms, each passage marked by a splash of fresh blood. The flickering thunder, following the moist rain, descended from the sky, the bright bolts densely tangled like branches connecting heaven and sea. And in the gaps between the lightning and the light, amidst the howling storm, the figure of He Ao flickered like a nimble butterfly. More arms kept falling, and more arms kept emerging from underneath the massive ship, only to be severed by the Shadowless Sword. This originally transparent and formless longsword was becoming increasingly shapeless; the naked eye could no longer capture its form and not even the lightning could illuminate it. Its blade became sharper, and its form became harder to capture, seemingly merging with the night, almost as if it were the embodiment of this night of slaughter. When its phantom passed, even the raindrops were sliced in half. In the short term, the Shadowless Sword would grow sharper and more formless with each kill, this decayed flesh from the fallen giant hands became the best nourishment for the sword. The invisible cracks in the sky grew more numerous and more dense, spreading across the entire sky and extending to the turbulent sea. The entire world seemed to tremble violently at this moment, with incessant thunder roaring between heaven and earth, as if the space itself was screaming. Streams of twisted power continued to spread into the huge vessel beneath He Ao’s feet. Those thick arms kept growing, but their speed was already slower and could not keep up with the killing pace of the Shadowless Sword. The dispersed thunder in the sky flickered and spread like a spider web. Finally, He Ao stepped on the last arm, leaped up, and in the instant he darted through the pervasive thunder, he jumped into the air. The intense roar exploded throughout the space, and dazzling lightning descended like a dense network behind the young man, spreading across the sky and the sea. He Ao raised the invisible blade in his hand, standing in the sky above the waves, and fiercely pressed it downward. The unseen shadow turned into the sharpest sword light from above to below. The entire world seemed startled by this moment, numerous flashes of lightning spreading in the direction of He Ao’s palm swing, trying to stop the descending blade. The brilliance of the lightning followed closely behind the sword’s shadow, illuminating the huge ship and the sea, yet it seemed to become the tassel led by the sharp sword. Twisted flesh writhed under the deck of the massive ship, trying to regenerate a massive hand, but its pace was so slow—so slow that just as it started to wriggle, the sharp blade had already reached the ’riddled’ top of the deck. There were no loud clangs of metal striking hard objects, nor the roaring of chainsaws. It was like a sharp, thin blade entering the loose tofu, and the grand and seemingly impregnable giant ship was easily ’sliced open’. Under the dazzling and grand electrical light, in almost an instant, the massive ship was divided vertically into two by the invisible sword light. The twisted, wriggling flesh was split open by the sharp blade, revealing layers of space filled with flesh under the deck. The diffusing sword light traveled between the two halves of the massive flesh ship, shattering the densely packed energy convergence points inside. Waves supported the two halves of what remained of the ship, swaying up and down, while the storm-tossed dark sea waters swallowed the gradually dying flesh. The thunder in the sky grew more fierce, and the power continuously gathering into the ship began to dissipate with each shattered energy convergence point. The cracks between sky and sea became clearer and denser, and the entire space shook more intensely. He Ao descended from the sky, stepping on the ship that was slowly sinking in two halves. He lifted his head, looking towards the sky, as the invisible blade returned to his hand. Countless thunders gathered above the firmament, as if the sky was accumulating its final power, wanting to bring down the final ’light’. Within the spreading power of the Eye of Truth, the ’lines’ composing the world had never been so clear; they twisted and trembled, as if they would shatter at any moment, returning to eternal nothingness. The stability of this newly-created space was far inferior compared to the real world. The Shadowless Sword once again detached from He Ao’s hand. He watched the gathered brilliance in the sky, and at the moment the giant ship was about to sink, his toes touched the submerged part of the ship, and he abruptly leapt upwards. The young man’s figure, like a streak of light, rushed towards the sky, passing through the cracked waves, through the howling gales between sky and sea. The Shadowless Sword flew from the other side of the sky, landing into his hand, and carrying his body, already slowing down, even higher. This man and sword, amidst the sky filled with thunder, resembled a pillar of light soaring to the heavens, piercing directly into the center of the dispersing clouds. The grand electrical light was now gathering among these clouds, spreading a terrifying power in the moist air. He Ao watched the gathered electrical light above him—a pale orange-grey halo emerging deep within his pupils, reflecting the true appearance of the world once again in his deep eyes. Among that bright electrical light, a pulsating ’hinge’ lay hidden, with countless trembling lines spreading from this pivotal point, constructing the entire space like arteries connected to a heart. Everything he had done before was a preparation for this moment. Killing those gigantic hands not only weakened the power of the space but also ’fed the sword,’ allowing the Shadowless Sword to be sharp enough to easily break through the ship’s armor and kill the monstrous ship. And after the ship, an important ’power carrier,’ was ’killed,’ the power of the space would further weaken, and the structure of the entire space would also become clearer. Watching that pulsating ’hinge’ in the sky, He Ao slightly closed his eyes. The Divine Sense floating within the Soul slowly moved, covering the power spreading from the Eye of Truth connected to the Soul. Then, under the wrap of Divine Sense, the twisted power of the Eye of Truth mixed with the Divine Sense, guided out, spreading to the Shadowless Sword through the palm of the young man. A pure physical attack naturally couldn’t affect the core rules of the entire world’s foundation, but the power of the Angelic Tier Eye of Truth was different. The sharp, invisible blade vibrated intensely and hummed the moment the power spread through it. The power of the Eye of Truth spreading from the Soul wasn’t much, and the Divine Sense could mobilize even less, but this was enough for He Ao to touch the foundational hinge and disrupt the structure of the space itself. With his continuous weakening, this space had become extremely fragile. However, at this moment, the electrical light gathered in the sky had fully formed, spreading an invisible oppression from the vast, terrifying power of the entire space. If this strike failed, at such close range, his body would be torn apart by this vast strength. He Ao suddenly opened his eyes, looking towards the brilliance in the sky; the trembling sharp blade, still carrying his body, sped upward like a meteor slashing through the sky, piercing deep into the firmament. Those flickering glimmers trembled as if mocking his foolishness and ignorance. The sharp edge of the sword plunged into the sparkling thunderous brilliance, as if making a sound, yet as if nothing happened, the entire world fell into complete silence at that instant. After a brief pause, that grand electric light flashed fiercely, then transformed into a roaring, intense brilliance, charging straight at the young man close at hand, intending to completely shred this ignorant intruder. Suspended in the sky, He Ao raised his head, the scattering light illuminating his cheeks, he quietly watched everything, the dazzling brilliance getting closer and closer. It seemed like the sound of scattering wind, or like the sound of a delicate glass bottle shattering on the ground. Countless fine, ethereal cracks spread from the brilliance charging towards He Ao, and then this fifty-meter wide, sky-covering sparkling thunderous brilliance shattered just before reaching He Ao’s body, like cracked porcelain, suddenly breaking apart. Those ethereal cracks rapidly spread densely, from top to bottom, from left to right, in a three-dimensional form incomprehensible to three-dimensional creatures, spreading throughout the entire space. Rising waves, drifting vapors, all were devoured by these ethereal cracks. Then, with a ’bang—,’ the entire world shattered at that moment. He Ao reached out, delving into the deepest part where the shadowless sword had struck. The power of the Eye of Truth, guided by divine sense, stirred in this environment, disturbing the power within the void, invisible air converged from all directions, eventually coalescing into a strand of black ash. This ash somewhat resembled the Echo of the Bygone Days, but was much thinner and lacked the power of the Echo of the Bygone Days. An invisible connection stretched along this strand of ash deep into the void. This must be the remaining ’core’ of this space; without the disturbance from the power of the Eye of Truth, these shattered cores would likely disperse and then be reclaimed by the existence that created everything behind the scenes. He Ao raised his hand and grasped the strand of ash. Invisible power circled around him, a series of disseminating illusions surfaced beneath him, these illusions teetering between reality and illusion, continually twisting and transforming, eventually forming a small wooden boat. He Ao stood at the bow of the boat, turning his head back. The vast space behind him had already collapsed, fracturing and disappearing into the void like a popped bubble. He turned his gaze forward, He Ao was also currently in a void space; under the effect of the Eye of Truth, countless twisted ’bubbles’ undulated in this void. And the ’small boat’ where he now was is also a tiny bubble, floating in this void. This is the ’transition area’ that the Puppet had previously visited. The core of the Puppet is an Angel Designation artifact, and it does not need to breathe, naturally allowing it to move rapidly through this void inside a coffin. As a living person entering this void, he wouldn’t just be devoured, he would also suffocate. Sometimes, being non-human has its advantages. Thus, he utilized the remaining power of this strand of ash to create a ’small bubble,’ encasing himself as his ’boat’ to traverse this void. He Ao looked up at the complex bubbles above, resembling a cluster of stars. Each of these bubbles should contain a ’missing person’. These bubbles were irregularly distributed, and this void seemed to have no sense of space like up, down, left, or right. He Ao slightly closed his eyes, relying on the connection with the Puppet, feeling the approximate direction where the Puppet was positioned. Then, he raised his head, looking towards the ’position’ where that direction lied. He did not traverse through the dense cluster of bubbles to directly see the deepest part of the void, where the Puppet’s bubble was located. But on the path ahead of him, an unusually unstable bubble was flickering. This meant that this was also a newly ’created’ bubble, and it contained a strong life. He grasped the ash, and the little boat in the bubble ’drifted’ towards that flickering bubble.