138: Chapter 138 Your Origin, I've Taken My Eye

Jiang Feng didn't even change his clothes.

On his feet, he was still wearing that pair of grey-blue plastic slippers.

Dragon Girl called out from behind, "Master, return quickly," but before the words had even faded, Jiang Feng had already vanished.

There was no fluctuation of Spatial Law.

No teleportation array.

It was purely an explosion of physical strength.

Under the augmentation of 1200 Jian of physical attributes, his speed exceeded the upper limit of the framework of Blue Star's laws.

Resistance and friction were a joke in the face of such a value.

From the terrace of Tianshu Dragon Garden to the depths of the mantle, the thousands of kilometers of lithosphere and liquid metal layers didn't even have time to dodge, being forcibly smashed into a quark-level vacuum tunnel.

Everything in his path was violently smashed into nothingness.

The absolute vacuum zone between Blue Star's core and mantle.

Here, there was no light, no gravity, only a boundless void.

In the center of the void, a behemoth floated.

It was a massive valve interwoven from thousands of ancient bronze-colored chains.

Each chain was thicker than the Hengduan Mountains and engraved with ancient topological patterns that surpassed comprehension.

The chains were locked tightly together, forming an inverted cage that covered a pulsating colorless light source in the center.

At this very moment, this forbidden zone, which had not heard a human voice for eternity, was trembling violently.

"Open for me!"

A roar that tore through dimensions exploded in the vacuum layer.

Directly above the valve.

The phantom of Venerable Xuan's avatar, so vast its dimensions could not be calculated, was floating in the void.

In his hand, he clutched a mass of translucent sludge—it was the remains of Venerable Ming, who had been sacrificed and was rapidly melting away.

Venerable Xuan had completely abandoned all pretense of dignity.

His usual demeanor of a detached expert who had played the game of eternity was gone.

His face was twisted, his long hair stood on end, and golden tears of source blood streamed down his cheeks.

Using Venerable Ming as a fuse, he compressed all the karmic retribution generated by the collapse of the entire eternal chessboard into a dark cyan torrent of destruction.

The torrent, over three thousand kilometers in diameter, carried a terrifying mass capable of melting a thousand Chaos Realms into paste, and it smashed straight down toward the chain valve below.

"I'm done serving this shitty chessboard!"

Venerable Xuan's voice stirred up waves of mental tsunamis in the vacuum layer.

"Release it! Smash this lock, take this colorless source, and I will be the new runaway!"

The dark cyan torrent was less than ten thousand meters from the valve.

The violent energy storm had already caused cracks in a few of the outermost, smaller chains.

Just then.

A grey-blue plastic slipper stepped into the void.

Jiang Feng appeared in the gap between the torrent and the valve.

He was less than a hundred meters from the dark cyan torrent crashing down from above.

This distance wasn't even enough for 0.01 microseconds.

Jiang Feng looked up, the hem of his casual T-shirt flapping loudly in the storm.

Facing such a killing blow from a Semi-Ancestor level entity, he didn't even bother to touch the amplification switch for the "Dragon Emperor of the Heavens."

He just casually raised his right hand.

Back of the hand facing up.

And waved it with extreme impatience.

Slap.

A single slap.

1200 Jian of basic physical strength.

It carried no flashy divine abilities, no embellishments of laws.

Just like that, purely, simply, and brutally, he struck the three-thousand-kilometer-wide torrent of destruction.

Time stuttered.

Space emitted a harsh screeching sound of friction.

Then.

The torrent stalled.

The momentum of its violent descent was forcibly severed, and the energy at the front was caved in by that slap.

Immediately after, it reversed.

At a speed ten thousand times faster than its descent, the dark cyan torrent crashed back along its original path.

Along with the laughter Venerable Xuan hadn't even finished shouting, it all slammed back into his own face.

"No—"

Venerable Xuan's voice went out of tune, revealing extreme terror.

His massive avatar phantom was struck head-on by this completely unreasonable, purely physical monster force.

The energy complex, from three dimensions and even higher, was instantly flattened into a thin two-dimensional image.

A two-dimensional slice.

Jiang Feng's slap had even flattened the dimensional background behind him.

Venerable Xuan's remaining will twisted frantically in the two-dimensional plane, letting out a shrill, broken scream: "This is impossible! You haven't even jumped out of the chessboard! Where did you get such unreasonable strength!"

Before the words had even faded.

The two-dimensional slice shattered crisply, exploding into a sky full of dark cyan light dust.

Venerable Xuan, who had played the game of eternity, along with the remains of Venerable Ming whom he had used as fuel, were wiped clean.

Not a single thread of karma was left behind.

The vacuum layer returned to silence.

Jiang Feng walked over and stepped on the slowly dissipating light dust.

He ground his slipper soles twice.

"It's the middle of the night, and you're the only one making so much noise."

Jiang Feng lifted his leg and walked toward the chain valve ahead.

Up close, these bronze chains were ridiculously thick.

Each ancient pattern flowed with a great power that could make all things stand still.

The source of all the chains was connected to the pulsating colorless light source in the center.

This was the core key suppressing the monster beneath.

At the same time, it was also the final material for Jiang Feng's advancement to the 11th Turn—the third piece of Chess Player-level source.

Jiang Feng stood before the gap where the chains were interwoven.

He shoved both hands directly into the gap.

Hum!

The valve's own ancient will erupted in strong resistance.

Thousands of lightning bolts, capable of splitting a Hunyuan Supreme into ash, whipped frantically along the chains onto Jiang Feng's arms.

Jiang Feng didn't even blink.

With his 1200 Jian Physique, this lightning wasn't even qualified to tickle him.

"Hand it over."

Jiang Feng exerted force with both hands and pried outward.

Creak—snap!

The eternal, fundamental rule chains were forcibly bent and snapped at the root.

Flipping his wrist, he reached into the nest and yanked out the colorless source.

It was heavy, pulsating in his hand, and exuded a high-dimensional aura that could not be parsed by the current universe.

With the item in hand, the Pangu Dao Fruit inside his body began to twitch with greed.

The moment the source detached from the valve.

An electronic voice exploded in his mind.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully collecting three pieces of Chess Player-level source!]

[11th Turn advancement task progress: 3/3!]

[Detected that the host meets all transition conditions; the power system is about to undergo a complete reconstruction!]

[Forced life dimension transition is about to begin, please prepare...]

Jiang Feng looked down.

The space beneath his feet sank violently.

It wasn't gravity returning.

A palpitation that pierced straight to the soul struck him.

The beast that had slept for billions of epochs had the boulder on its back removed.

Having lost the suppression of the valve, Blue Star's core fully awakened.

Six thousand kilometers deep.

In the very center of the core.

That Eye of Eternity, which had originally only cracked open a thin slit, sensed the chains breaking.

The long wait was over.

The eyelid suddenly pushed upward.

It opened halfway.

The colorless light no longer leaked stealthily but transformed into a silent tsunami that surged wildly from the depths.

This light had no temperature, no physical destructive power.

Wherever the light swept, time stopped, space solidified, and the gears of law were forcibly jammed.

The light climbed upward, penetrating the liquid outer core, piercing through the mantle, and heading straight for the vacuum layer.

Jiang Feng, holding the colorless source, looked down.

The half-open, massive pupil spanned half the core, its gaze piercing through the void to stare fixedly at him.

There was only a high-and-mighty gaze.

The system panel flashed red frantically, emitting a piercing alarm.

The transition progress bar was stuck at one percent, and the system's computing power was experiencing latency.

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Feng slapped the colorless source against his chest, stuffed it into the Pangu Dao Fruit, and clenched his hand into a fist.

"Never seen combat power ascend in dimension?"

The colorless tsunami rushed to his feet.

Advancement and destruction collided in the same second.