Myth Beyond Heaven-Chapter 2806: Chaos Descend (3)

Ming Jun's face paled. "Impossible! How can she wield Chaos so perfectly?!"

Yun Qianxue didn't answer. She moved with terrifying grace.

BANG!

Her first strike sent Ming Jie flying, the chaotic armor cracking like eggshell under the impact.

BANG!

Her second slash forced Ming Jun to his knees, his sword trembling as it barely held against hers.

Her third attack—

"Chaos Frost Severance."

Puff!

A blade of violet ice cleaved through Ming Jun's remaining defenses, carving a deep gash across his chest.

"COUGH!" He coughed blood, his body skidding backward.

Ming Jie screamed. "Brother!"

She crawled toward him.

Knowing there was no chance against Yun Qianxue, the siblings locked eyes in silent communication before nodding in grim resolution.

"For the dignity of Chaos Knights!"

Ming Jun and Ming Jie roared as they simultaneously slammed their hands onto their own chests.

"Forbidden Art: Soul Corrosion!"

Black veins spread across their bodies like cracks in porcelain as they willingly let the chaotic energy consume their very souls.

Their eyes turned pitch-black, their auras skyrocketing to terrifying new heights. Ming Jun's severed arm regrew - twisted and clawed - while Ming Jie's body elongated grotesquely, her armor fusing with her flesh into a monstrous exoskeleton.

They were no longer human.

They were no longer even living beings.

They had become True Chaos Knights - mindless, soulless weapons of pure destruction.

"Hmm?" Yun Qianxue's expression finally shifted from calm indifference to focused intensity as she faced the transformed abominations.

Swoosh!

The transformed Chaos Knights moved with terrifying speed, their corrupted bodies bending reality with each strike.

Ming Jun's clawed arm tore through space itself, leaving black scars in the air that refused to heal. Ming Jie's elongated limbs lashed out like whips, each strike carrying enough force to shatter mountains.

Yun Qianxue's crystalline wings flared as she effortlessly evaded their frenzied attacks. The once-pristine battlefield had become a nightmarish landscape of frozen destruction and warped space, the very ground groaning under the weight of their clashing powers.

When Ming Jun's claw descended in a vicious arc, ripping a five-fingered tear through reality itself, Yun Qianxue responded with graceful precision. Her sword traced a perfect circle in the air as she whispered, "Frozen Mirror."

A shimmering ice mirror materialized before her, reflecting the spatial tear back at its creator.

Puff!

Ming Jun barely had time to register his own attack before it ripped through his shoulder, spraying black ichor across the frozen battlefield.

Seizing the momentary distraction, Ming Jie's whip-like arm shot forward, coiling around Yun Qianxue's ankle with barbed precision.

"Got you!" she screeched in a voice that no longer sounded human.

But Yun Qianxue merely glanced down and uttered a single word: "Frostbite."

The effect was instantaneous - Ming Jie's arm froze solid up to the shoulder. With a casual flick of her sword, Yun Qianxue shattered the frozen limb like glass.

Swoosh!

Regrouping with unnatural speed, the corrupted siblings joined their remaining hands together. Their combined power birthed a maelstrom of chaotic energy that devoured everything in its path.

"World Devourer Storm!" they chanted in unison, their voices merging into something monstrous.

The vortex expanded rapidly, swallowing trees, boulders, even the very light around them.

Yun Qianxue raised her sword skyward in response, violet light erupting from the blade. "Chaos Goddess' Edict: Frozen Purification."

Buzz—

A perfect sphere of violet energy formed around her, and where the chaotic storm met this barrier, it froze instantly - becoming a grotesque ice sculpture of its own destruction.

Realizing their attacks were futile, the corrupted knights made their final gambit. With a sickening crunch of merging flesh, they slammed their bodies together, fusing into a single monstrous entity — a writhing mass of claws, teeth, and pulsating chaos energy that roared with their combined voices.

"WE...ARE...ETERNAL!"

Yun Qianxue's violet eyes gleamed with cold determination as she spread her wings to their full magnificent span. Each crystalline feather glowed with intense power as she invoked the final technique.

"Chaos Goddess Sutra: Final Verse. Ice Burial of the Damned."

The temperature didn't drop—instead, the very concept of heat was erased from existence. The fused monstrosity froze instantly, not just in body but in soul. The corruption in their veins crystallized, the chaos in their hearts stilled.

Ming Jun and Ming Jie struggled hard but it was futile. Their bodies gradually turned frozen, becoming ice sculptures in the end.

Yun Qianxue landed in front of them. She stared straight into their corrupted eyes. "This is the end."

BANG!

With a gentle tap of her sword, the frozen monstrosity shattered into countless glittering fragments that dissolved into nothingness before touching the ground.

Silence returned to the ravaged battlefield. Yun Qianxue's wings folded gracefully behind her as the violet light faded from her eyes. The ice around her melted away, revealing a single untouched patch of green grass amidst miles of devastation — a quiet testament to her perfect control.

Sheathing her sword with a soft click, Yun Qianxue turned away without another word.

***

On the other side of the Western Expanse, Yun Huanxin stood calmly in the air with a long sword in her hand.

Standing opposite her was none other than Dian Lun, the Chaos Knight.

"I know something about you," Dian Lun said calmly as he stared at Yun Huanxin. "You were supposed to be an inheritor of the Violet Void God… Do you want to know more about it?"

Yun Huanxin raised her brow slightly and said indifferently, "It doesn't matter. Let's fight."

Yun Huanxin wasted no words.

Her figure blurred—not from speed, but from spatial distortion. One moment she stood before Dian Lun, the next, she was behind him, her sword slicing through the air with a razor-thin spatial tear.

Dian Lun didn't turn. His body instinctively twisted to the side, narrowly avoiding the slash that would have severed his spine.

Rip! Rip!

The spatial tear continued past him, cutting through a distant mountain peak like a hot knife through butter. The upper half of the mountain slid off silently before crashing down in a thunderous avalanche.

"Fast," Dian Lun remarked, his voice calm. "But predictable."

Yun Huanxin didn't respond. She flicked her fingers, and space itself folded around Dian Lun. Dozens of spatial blades materialized from nothingness, converging on him from all directions—a lethal net of spatial severance.

Dian Lun's eyes gleamed with chaotic energy.

Boom!

A pulse of chaotic power erupted from his body, warping the incoming spatial blades just enough to create gaps. He slipped through effortlessly, his movements fluid like a shadow evading light…