317: Chapter 320 Lord of the Universe, Pinnacle of Life

The edge of the Milky Way Galaxy had never been this silent.

It was the deathly silence before the storm.

The light from the luan niao starship's thrusters, capable of tearing apart the galaxy, was dimming bit by bit under the interference of some unknown dimensional force.

Jiang Chen stood at the very center of the bridge; he did not turn back, only quietly gazing into deep space.

Outside the window, the once brilliant nebulae were disintegrating.

Those shipping lanes he had spent months reshaping, those stellar "light bulbs" he had once personally ignited, now appeared so insignificant in the face of some incomprehensible great power.

"Old Zhao, stop staring at the screen."

Jiang Chen's voice was very soft, yet carried a chilling calmness, "Those radar signals are meaningless now. No matter what methods they are using, they have already crossed that boundary."

"Boss, this thing..." Zhao Gang swallowed hard.

He looked at the giant black shadow on the screen that kept flickering but could never be resolved into a specific outline, and the laser rifle in his hand was actually getting hot.

"Does this thing even have a physical form?"

"A physical form?"

Jiang Chen turned around, the corners of his mouth curling into a playful, even slightly mocking sneer, "To them, matter is just some permutation and combination that can be modified at will."

"Whatever interstellar fleets, whatever antimatter engines, in their eyes, they are just a pile of numbered mud."

"We've been struggling for so long."

"It turns out... we were really just dancing inside someone else's fence."

Jiang Chen opened his palm.

That rusty "Law of Causality Controller" was lying in his hand, its shell beginning to turn into light dust bit by bit under the influence of some high-dimensional radiation.

This thing was ruined.

It had successfully completed its mission, but it had also exhausted its last trace of the power of law.

"Is it worth it?" Academician Chen Shuyin walked to his side, looking at the golden light dust drifting away, and asked softly.

"Worth it?"

Jiang Chen glanced at her.

Then, he reached out and gently pulled this usually most rational and rigorous female academician into his arms.

His gaze looked into the distance, where the long-settled Earth lay, the home filled with the aroma of braised pork, and also the Wasteland that remained resilient even amidst the flames of war.

"Dragging that bunch of so-called gods off their pedestals."

"Beating those high and mighty Keepers until they lose their teeth."

"Along this journey."

"Do you think it was worth it?"

Academician Chen Shuyin leaned in his arms, feeling that heart which was still beating wildly, yet gradually moving toward the frequency of a "god."

She closed her eyes, the corners of her lips curving into a relieved arc:

"If it was to... let a bastard like you safely open a spicy stick processing plant in this universe."

"Then I think."

"It was well worth it."

Jiang Chen laughed heartily.

He suddenly pushed open the cabin door. In that instant, the warship's shields were directly withdrawn, and the biting interstellar cold wind and that eerie radiance from a higher dimension, capable of vaporizing all carbon-based life, hit him directly in the face.

But so what?

He was already the "Village Chief" of this universe.

Even if it was a god.

Today, it had to play by his rules.

"Attention, all hands!"

Jiang Chen's voice traveled across all frequencies, spreading throughout the entire Galactic Federation, "No matter what that thing is on the other side, no matter how many dimensions it has!"

"For me..."

"Full power, fire!"

"No matter who comes, wanting my life, or wanting this universe..."

"They must first ask if the shovel in my hand agrees!"

Boom—!

The energy accumulated by the luan niao starship over several months erupted like a volcano at that moment.

And at the same time, in the depths of the universe.

That huge, indescribable eye finally opened completely.

It looked at Jiang Chen, without anger, only with an absurd feeling similar to "the ant can actually speak."

That was the final gaze of a high-dimensional life form upon a low-dimensional life form.

Jiang Chen clenched his fists, feeling the divine source core inside his body expanding violently, the sneer at the corner of his mouth becoming even more arrogant.

A god?

Nothing more than a slightly higher-level wage earner.

"Come on."

Jiang Chen, facing that eye, fearlessly raised his middle finger:

"Today, I am here to let you experience..."

"What it means to 'outnumber someone'!"

"This war has only just begun!"

With that intense light that completely tore through the dimensional boundaries, the entire Milky Way Galaxy, and even the entire reality space, collapsed completely in that instant.

This was not just a war.

This was an eternal expedition... about "freedom"!

(Preview of the next volume: [Volume 5: Ants Beneath the Throne of God] — When Jiang Chen finally stands before that indescribable 'The Keeper', can the 'Law of Causality' in his hand erase this ultimate silence? Empress VS Academician, the ultimate Shura field arrives! Jiang Chen: Can I... have them all?)