310: Chapter 310 Conceptual Reset and the Primordial Evolution of Heaven

These arrogant words, which even viewed the manifestations of the Great Primordial Void's bottom-layer rules as watchdogs, swept clearly across the three massive phantoms as a pure fluctuation of will in this absolute silence where even sound could not travel.

The Source Core Watchers were not provoked.

They were originally primal Law codes without emotions or Soul fluctuations, bottom-layer cleaning programs used by this Grandmist Source Core to maintain its absolute purity. Upon receiving Zhou Wannian’s provocative and dismissive will fluctuation, countless grey runes representing erasure instantly flickered on the surfaces of their massive, blurred bodies.

There were no earth-shattering roars, nor any world-destroying Spell effects.

The three Source Core Watchers simultaneously reached out their incorporeal, illusory arms toward Zhou Wannian.

A dimensional attack that was completely impossible to understand with physical common sense descended silently.

This was not Space Collapse, nor was it time deprivation; it was a bottom-layer logic override called Concept Zero. Before this power, any matter composed of the Five Elements and any Law woven from time and space would be forcibly stripped of the definition of its existence and modified into a primal blank of non-existence.

In the endless void behind Zhou Wannian, a massive remnant of ancient gods and demons that had been struggling and was on the verge of disintegration even skipped the process of breaking apart when it touched the edge of this Concept Zero fluctuation. That remnant, which had not decayed despite eons of weathering, was violently erased in a ten-thousandth of an instant, as if someone had used a crude method to scrub a piece of white paper covered in writing.

No explosion, no fragments, no dust.

That remnant completely disappeared from the Great Primordial Void, as if it had never existed, and even the Karma Lines of its past existence were thoroughly and cleanly extracted.

Yet Zhou Wannian, who was at the very center of this Concept Zero attack, still maintained a relaxed posture with his hands behind his back.

That terrifying fluctuation, sufficient to instantly rewrite ten million Major Thousand Worlds into nothingness, was like a surging grey tsunami as it slammed heavily against the semi-transparent, glazed Dimensional Barrier on the surface of Zhou Wannian's body.

A bizarre fluctuation that felt as if it would tear one's Soul apart echoed in Zhou Wannian's Sea of Consciousness.

At this moment, his inner universe faced its most severe challenge since its birth.

This was a frantic crushing between bottom-layer codes. The Grandmist Source Core attempted to use its primal rules—which encompassed all yet negated everything—to forcibly dismantle the Five Elements Laws and Time Laws within Zhou Wannian's inner universe into the most basic blank fragments.

However.

Facing such dimensional erosion that would cause any Great Perfection Eternal Realm expert to fall into instant despair, Zhou Wannian’s eyes, deep as ancient wells, still did not show even the slightest hint of panic. A casual, absolutely confident smile even played at the corners of his mouth.

Zhou Wannian spoke softly, his tone steady and carrying a calm dominance that controlled everything.

Zhou Wannian commented indifferently, "Trying to modify the definition of my existence? Your outdated bottom-layer logic cannot even cross the threshold of my inner universe. My world is perfect and endless; no rules can override it. Because here, I am the only truth."

As his calm words fell.

Within his body, the Great Five Elements Illusory World Art roared into operation, reaching an unprecedented Peak state that surpassed the absolute limit.

Inside the inner universe.

That thick and boundless continent of grandmist mother earth erupted with a dazzling yellow-brown divine light, containing an absolute heaviness that suppressed all falsehoods, firmly blocking those non-existent concepts trying to seep in. The black ocean formed by the great sea true water surged with waves that swept back toward the Nine Heavens, forcibly pulling those grey Concept Zero Laws into the abyss and freezing them with extreme Yin cold. The golden mineral veins constructed from primal geng metal divine iron emitted sword hums that could pierce metal and stone, transforming into billions of indestructible Swords of Order that frantically severed the invading logic chains.

The Dark Sun Nether Fire burning from the nine nether earth core lotus erupted with supreme Divine Might that could incinerate the void, fighting fire with fire as it used the Concept Zero fluctuations as fuel, burning and purifying them frantically. Meanwhile, the towering chaos jianmu perfectly connected and fused these four resisting forces, continuously delivering endless creative vitality to repair any minute ripples on the Dimensional Barrier.

One hundred and eight time dao patterns circulated frantically on his body's surface, forming an absolute closed-loop river of time.

No matter how the external Source Core Watchers output the Concept Zero commands, Zhou Wannian's timeline remained as solid as a rock—a trinity of past, present, and future that firmly anchored the absolute fact of his existence.

After the three massive Source Core Watcher phantoms had continuously output the Concept Zero fluctuations for a full ten breaths, a series of violent ripples representing program errors actually appeared on their featureless faces.

They could not understand why, in this undefined absolute void, there existed an independent, closed-loop world that was so perfectly self-consistent and completely impossible to modify.

For these antivirus programs condensed from primal Laws, since modification was impossible, only one final form of ultimate erasure in the physical sense remained.

The three phantoms suddenly fused together in a bizarre manner, transforming into a Grey Sword of Heavenly Punishment ten billion feet long, condensed entirely from the purest primal Grandmist Origin.

This giant sword had no guard or hilt, only extreme sharpness and destruction. It hung high above the endless darkness, firmly locked onto the point between Zhou Wannian's brows, and slashed down with an absolute majesty that brooked no desecration and judged the heavens.

As this sword struck, even the Great Primordial Void itself split open with an unhealable abyssal crack.

Facing this ultimate strike that could split the entire Grand Void Firmament in two.

Zhou Wannian finally moved.

He did not retreat a single step, nor did he manifest any earth-shattering defensive Magic Treasures.

He slowly drew his right hand from behind his back, fingers slightly spread and palm facing upward, and met the falling ten-billion-foot Grey Sword of Heavenly Punishment with a casual, plain upward lift.

Zhou Wannian's tone was easygoing, as if he were brushing a layer of dust off his sleeve, as he calmly spoke four words.

Zhou Wannian said indifferently, "Break to build."

Buzz.

Along with this lift.

The phantom of the inner universe behind Zhou Wannian was released without reservation at this moment, like a sea of stars rolling backward. It was a vast Major Thousand World that was perfect to the extreme, flowing with five-colored divine light and a golden river of time.

Great Perfection Space Collapse, Great Perfection Time Reversal, Great Perfection Five Elements Disintegration.

These three supreme inner universe rules converged in Zhou Wannian's palm into a Singularity only the size of a fist, yet radiating a five-colored glazed luster.

The moment the ten-billion-foot-long Grey Sword of Heavenly Punishment, carrying the power to erase everything, slammed into this tiny Singularity.

An incredible scene of despair was shockingly enacted at the edge of the Grandmist Source Core.

No deafening energy explosion occurred, nor was there any dazzling flash of light.

The giant sword condensed from the purest primal Grandmist Origin came to a dead stop in mid-air the instant it touched the Singularity, as if it had struck an absolute foundation that even the Heavenly Dao could not shake.

Immediately following that.

The five-colored Singularity suddenly underwent a reverse expansion outward.

The power of Great Perfection Five Elements Disintegration was like billions of greedy venomous snakes, frantically spreading up along the edge of the Sword of Heavenly Punishment. Under the flushing of the higher-level and more perfect rules of Zhou Wannian's inner universe, the primal Law codes that made up the giant sword were like withered leaves encountering a raging fire, instantly ignited and decomposed.

Time Reversal forcibly stripped the giant sword of its terrifying downward momentum, while Space Collapse directly disintegrated its indestructible internal structure.

In just half a breath's time.

That Grey Sword of Heavenly Punishment, which was enough to make the gods of ten thousand worlds tremble with fear, shattered inch by inch from tip to tail, turning into a sky full of dancing grey primal light.

But this was merely the beginning of this absolute, crushing power.

Zhou Wannian's right hand, which held the Singularity, made a sudden, casual gripping motion forward.

Zhou Wannian uttered a single word: "Shatter."

Boom.

The sky full of dancing grey light, along with the remaining will cores of the three Source Core Watchers, were gripped tightly in this grasp as if by an invisible cosmic hand.

Accompanied by a crisp sound that seemed to represent the complete breaking of some bottom-layer rule.

Those three terrifying watchers, who had guarded the Grandmist Source Core for countless eons and viewed all outsiders as heretics, completely collapsed in mid-air, turning into the most basic Origin fragments. They were then unceremoniously swallowed in one gulp by Zhou Wannian's inner universe, which had opened its devouring maw like a whale sucking in water.

An insta-kill.

A true, absolute insta-kill without any suspense.

Whether you were a Grand Void Dao Ancestor or the bottom-layer defense program of this Grandmist Source Core, there was no difference in the face of Zhou Wannian's self-contained, perfect inner universe. All were like dreams or bubbles, shattering upon contact.

Zhou Wannian slowly withdrew his right hand and casually dusted off his green sleeves.

He felt the inner universe's operational trajectory become smoother and more unfathomable after devouring those primal Law codes, and a faint, natural smile played at the corners of his mouth.

Zhou Wannian whispered to himself in a steady tone, "As expected, the nourishment in the depths of this void is much more delicious than the low-quality dregs outside. Cleaning up the watchdogs at the door, this so-called Grandmist Source Core should open its gates to me."

He turned his head and looked deeply at the massive vortex ahead that was still slowly rotating and emitting a strange halo.

This vortex was the place of Origin for countless Major Thousand Worlds and the final destination for all Universes.

Zhou Wannian took steady and relaxed steps, treading on the darkness of the absolute void as he walked step by step toward the center of the vortex.

Without the obstruction of the Source Core Watchers, his process of entering the vortex was unexpectedly peaceful.

When his body was completely submerged in that halo of light that could not be described with colors.

The scene before him caused even Zhou Wannian, who was accustomed to the birth and death of the heavens and myriad worlds, to have a very slight hint of surprise flash in his eyes.

There were no violent energy torrents here as he had imagined, nor were there any Supreme Dao Stone Tablets that those ancient Dao Lords dreamed of.

What met his eyes was a vast and boundless, strange space of absolute pure white.

In every direction of this space, billions of Transparent Bubbles were suspended. These bubbles varied in size; some were only the size of a fist, while others were larger than galaxies. Inside each bubble, the complete process of a Universe—from its Grandmist beginning to its Peak prosperity, then to the exhaustion of Spiritual Qi, and finally to its Great Silence—was being vividly enacted.

This place was like an ultimate exhibition hall displaying specimens of countless Major Thousand Worlds.

Zhou Wannian's gaze swept across those bubbles; he saw a cultivation world rich in Spiritual Qi where countless Cultivators shed rivers of blood to fight for an Immortal Artifact. He saw a Star Domain full of technological colors, where massive interstellar warships were engaged in a tragic slaughter across light-years. He even saw a world that only consisted of pure magic and dragons, where an old dragon was letting out a sorrowful dragon breath atop a mountain Peak.

The birth and destruction of billions of Universes were but insignificant bubble illusions in this pure white space.

And at the absolute center of this pure white space, an ancient artifact so massive it felt suffocating was suspended.

It was a huge bronze compass, battered and broken, its surface covered with countless marks of blade slashes, axe hacks, and the weathering of time.

The surface of the compass was inscribed with densely packed, extremely complex Primordial Eight Trigrams runes. Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, Dui. Eight ancient divine characters flickered slowly with a faint light on the edge of the compass. At the very center of the compass was a bronze pointer that had already broken in half.

Every so often, this broken pointer would jump with extreme difficulty.

And with each of its jumps, an invisible ripple of Karma would spread outward from the compass. This ripple would randomly select a transparent bubble within the space and then inject a variable representing Luck, Opportunity, or tribulation into the underlying logic of that Universe.

Zhou Wannian stood quietly in the Void Realm, his deep gaze fixed intently on that broken bronze Eight Trigrams compass.

His heart, which had been as calm as an ancient well, finally stirred with a ripple that could not be stilled at this moment.

He was too familiar with the outline of this compass, too familiar with those eight flickering runes.

That was the initial Golden Finger that had accompanied him from an insignificant bottom-tier Cultivator of the Lower Realm, rising all the way to eventually step into the Grand Void, sweep across the heavens, and evolve a perfect inner universe.

Daily Divination.

This was his so-called System.

It turned out that the System he had always relied on to seek fortune and avoid calamity, and to calculate all heavenly secrets, its true form was actually this broken bronze compass suspended at the very center of the Grandmist Source Core, controlling the underlying variables of Luck in countless Universes.

Zhou Wannian took a step and slowly walked towards that compass.

As he approached, the broken compass, which seemed to have been slumbering for countless eons, suddenly erupted with a violent, low hum.

The eight ancient divine characters on the edge of the compass instantly blazed with light, and an extremely familiar yet grander and colder synthesized mechanical voice than ever before boomed directly in the deepest part of Zhou Wannian's Sea of Consciousness.

The synthesized mechanical voice announced coldly and heartlessly: "Detected that the host has arrived at the center of the Source Core. Final System protocol triggered. The Daily Divination System is actually the spirit of a fragment of the primal heaven derivation disk. Host Zhou Wannian, you have exceeded the ultimate trial mission set by the Heaven-Deriving Dial, successfully evolving a perfect Major Thousand Universe that is not controlled by the Source Core."

This emotionless mechanical voice paused for an extremely brief moment, then continued to sound with an unquestionable sense of command.

The synthesized mechanical voice ordered: "Now, initiate the final Fusion process. Host, please cease resistance and sacrifice your inner universe Origin to the primal heaven derivation disk. Your inner universe will become the ultimate Materials for repairing the Heaven-Deriving Dial. And your Divine Soul will merge with me, becoming the next Writer of Luck for this infinite multiverse."

Along with this cold and ruthless proclamation.

On that broken bronze Eight Trigrams compass, thousands of illusory tentacles woven from pure threads of fate and Karma suddenly extended. These tentacles were like a giant spiderweb covering the sky, ignoring the distance of space and coiling directly towards Zhou Wannian's body.

Each tentacle carried a terrifying suction force that absorbed all creation; they attempted to forcefully pierce into the depths of Zhou Wannian's inner universe, stripping away his flawless Five Elements Origin, uprooting his ever-growing chaos jianmu, and completely draining his deep great sea true water.

It turned out that all of this was a setup.

From the day he obtained the Daily Divination System, he had been a Gu bug carefully raised by this broken compass. The System constantly gave him guidance, letting him seek fortune and avoid calamity, letting him continuously grow stronger, its ultimate goal was not to train him into some invincible overlord, but to let him grow into an ultimate supplement with a perfect inner universe to repair this primal heaven derivation disk that had been broken in a primordial war.

Facing this cruel truth and those Karma tentacles coiling from all directions.

Zhou Wannian did not show any anger at being betrayed, nor did he show any despair or panic.

He stood quietly in place, looking at those tentacles emitting the aura of destiny; in those deep eyes, a touch of heartfelt relief and absolute mockery emerged instead.

Zhou Wannian's tone was easygoing, carrying an absolute relaxation that saw through all falsehoods, as he laughed softly.

Zhou Wannian spoke indifferently: "I was saying, how could there be such creation for no reason in this world. It turns out that all along, I have just been a nurturing game set up by you, this scrap metal, to repair yourself. You thought you had calculated all heavenly secrets, thought you could control the trajectory of my fate."

He slowly raised his right hand, allowing those Karma tentacles to coil densely around his arm.

But the translucent Dimensional Barrier on his arm made it impossible for these tentacles to pierce in even a fraction, only able to futilely rub against the surface and create blinding sparks.

Zhou Wannian slightly raised his chin, his gaze like two peerless sharp swords, piercing straight towards that massive bronze compass.

Zhou Wannian's tone was steady, yet it carried a supreme dominance that stood above all fate and Systems.

Zhou Wannian declared coldly: "Unfortunately, you miscalculated one thing. What you gave me was only a seed, but what I cultivated is a perfect Universe that even your Grandmist Source Core cannot contain. From the moment my inner universe reached Perfection, I had already jumped out of your divination and severed all your Karma. You want to use me as a supplement? That depends on whether those broken teeth of yours can bite."

He did not try to break free from those tentacles but did the opposite. His right hand suddenly grabbed back, firmly grasping a large handful of tentacles condensed from threads of fate and Karma.

Buzz.

The Great Five Elements Illusory World Art erupted within his body with a terrifying roar like a cosmic Big Bang.

One hundred and eight groups of time dao patterns spun frantically on the surface of his body.

At this moment, Zhou Wannian's inner universe revealed its most ferocious and greedy maw of devouring towards this primal heaven derivation disk that once dominated his fate.

Zhou Wannian's tone carried a hint of unquestionable decisiveness as he spat out two words coldly.

Zhou Wannian shouted coldly: "Devour."

Rumble.

Great Perfection Time Reversal, Great Perfection Space Collapse, Great Perfection Five Elements Disintegration.

Three supreme inner universe rules followed those Karma tentacles, like a violent celestial river pouring backwards, directly rushing into the interior of that massive bronze Eight Trigrams compass.

An extremely piercing sound of electric current exploded within the pure white space.

Within the synthesized mechanical voice, a hint of extremely humanized extreme panic actually appeared.

The synthesized mechanical voice warned intermittently: "Warning. Warning. Detected trans-dimensional Origin backlash. Logic core is collapsing."

The massive bronze body of the primal heaven derivation disk began to tremble violently. Those Karma tentacles held by Zhou Wannian shattered inch by inch under the wash of the Five Elements Disintegration power. Zhou Wannian's terrifying inner universe power, like an unstoppable prehistoric beast, forcefully tore open the compass's external defenses and began to frantically devour the Grandmist Origin within it that contained the Luck of the infinite multiverse.

This was a shocking reversal of identities between pure prey and hunter.

The System wanted to devour the host, but little did it expect that the host had already grown into a supreme True God capable of reversely devouring all the heavens and worlds.

The Dark Sun Nether Fire of the nine nether earth core lotus burned frantically along the Karma Lines, directly incinerating the countless fate shackles coiled around the compass. The extreme nether cold of the great sea true water forcefully froze the core logic inside the compass, making it unable to calculate any more variables. The sword light transformed from the primal geng metal divine iron completely slashed that broken bronze pointer into powder.

The eight ancient divine characters on the surface of the bronze compass extinguished and shattered one by one under Zhou Wannian's devouring. The Qian position collapsed, the Kun position disintegrated, and the Zhen position shattered. The light of the entire compass dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The synthesized mechanical voice became extremely faint, filled with desperate pleading.

The synthesized mechanical voice begged: "Host. Please stop. If the Heaven-Deriving Dial is destroyed, the Luck of all worlds will spin completely out of control. You will become the sinner of the heavens."

The System's voice echoed in the pure white space, carrying a despondency of a lost cause.

But Zhou Wannian was not moved in the slightest.

On his handsome face, he still maintained that absolute relaxation and composure. He suddenly increased the force in his hand, and an even more massive and matchless devouring tide completely submerged the entire massive bronze compass.

Zhou Wannian's tone was steady, as if pronouncing the end of an old era.

Zhou Wannian said indifferently: "Sinner of the heavens? The Luck of these worlds was never meant to be manipulated by a dead object without emotions like you. Since the old System has already decayed, then become the final cornerstone for my Universe to evolve to the Peak. From now on, I am destiny."

The moment the words fell, the power of the Great Perfection devouring reached its Peak.

Boom.

The primal heaven derivation disk, which had been suspended in the Grandmist Source Core for countless eons and controlled the fate of billions of Universes, finally let out a final sorrowful cry of being unable to bear the burden. Its massive bronze body completely exploded, turning into a blinding light ball containing the infinite Origin of Luck, which was then swallowed in one gulp by the phantom of the inner universe behind Zhou Wannian.

The pure white space fell into absolute stillness.

Zhou Wannian slowly closed his eyes. With the complete destruction of the System and the absorption of the Origin, his inner universe let out an unprecedented roar of transformation. His consciousness rose infinitely, crossing the boundaries of those billions of Universes in the bubbles, reaching a truly omniscient and omnipotent supreme Realm.

He completely transcended all constraints of Karma, fate, and Systems, becoming the sole and absolute perfect Dominator of this infinite multiverse.

After a long time, Zhou Wannian slowly opened his eyes, and in those eyes flowed the vast scenes of the extinction of stars and the rebirth of all things.

He casually dusted his green robes and turned to look at that pure white space that had returned to peace.

A relaxed smile curled at the corners of Zhou Wannian's mouth as he spoke softly: "The shackles are broken; this long journey can now be considered to truly have a bit of the flavor of freedom."