50: The counterattack begins! A resounding victory! Five powerful warriors each display their unique abilities!

At the same time.

In the other four mind-image worlds.

The struggles also reached their peak.

In the Unseen Heavenly Kingdom.

Ye Liuli stopped trembling.

She looked at the white-robed girl in front of her, who kept questioning her.

Her eyes, initially filled with pain, gradually turned cold and sharp.

Finally, they transformed into a bone-deep pride.

“You ask me why I’m always in the shadows?”

She spoke slowly, her voice soft.

Yet it carried an undeniable authority.

“Because I am the sole Empress of the dark world!”

“Light cannot give me everything; darkness can. Sunlight pierces me; shadows soothe me!”

“I am the shadow! I am the night!”

She no longer evaded.

Instead, she spread her arms.

Embracing this dazzling pure white expanse.

She couldn't find a shadow here.

But she could let her will.

Become the only “darkness” in this light!

In the Roaring Solitude.

Ye Qiong’s tears had dried up.

He squatted at the street corner.

Watching one “relative” after another pass through his body.

He regained the calm befitting an assassin.

‘Being forgotten...’

‘Unnoticed by anyone...’

‘Isn't this the highest realm an assassin pursues?’

A ludicrous yet incredibly fitting thought for his identity.

Arose in his heart.

‘If everyone couldn't see me, couldn't hear me.’

‘Then wouldn't I be the most perfect ‘Shadowless Ghost’ in this world?’

He stood up.

Patted off non-existent dust from his body.

A self-mocking smile played on his lips.

The sorrowful emotions.

Were replaced by an extreme and calm “professionalism.”

At the End of Fate.

Ling Xi and Cang Xuan opened their eyes simultaneously.

Each saw the enlightenment in the other’s eyes.

“Incorrect!”

Ling Xi said, “This isn’t the ‘future’; this is merely an ‘ending’!”

“That’s right!”

Cang Xuan interjected, his tone incredibly certain.

“Fate has countless possibilities, but this illusion only gives us a fixed answer! It isn't prophesying; it’s ‘imposing’! This is a dead-end script!”

They found it!

They found the fundamental flaw in this illusion!

Their omniscience was no longer a curse.

Instead, it had become a sharp sword to cut through falsehoods!

In the live stream.

The audience’s emotions were completely ignited.

[Future Heavenly Emperor - Huang]: Good! All of them are excellent! Even in desperate straits, they do not lose the heart of a strong one!

[Lin Moyan]: He... they... are actually resisting in their own ways...

[Daoist Master Cang Xuan]: They found it! They all found their ‘anchor point’! As long as they hold onto this Dao Heart, the illusion cannot truly devour them!

However.

Just as the wills of the five re-coalesced.

Preparing to launch a counterattack.

A cold, emotionless.

Machine-synthesized voice.

Rang out simultaneously in the five illusions.

“Detecting ‘toy’ core logic conflict...”

“Emotional sample shows contamination beyond ‘sorrow’...”

“Activating emergency protocol... ‘Formatting’ program, commencing.”

As the voice fell.

The illusionary worlds where the five were located.

Began to violently collapse and disintegrate!

Whether it was the Imperial Capital of Doomsday.

Or the Unseen Heavenly Kingdom.

All were turning into primal data streams!

In their place.

A suffocatingly pure, ice-blue power of rules surged from all directions.

It sought to erase their wills, emotions, and memories.

Completely “reformat” them into the purest “sorrow”!

The formatting storm was a meat grinder of will.

The ice-cold power of rules carried no emotion.

It was merely executing the simplest command.

—Clear all “impurities,” leaving only pure “sorrow.”

The consciousnesses of the five, in this storm.

Were like small boats in a raging tempest.

Ready to be crushed into powder at any moment.

In the live stream.

Everyone held their breath.

They knew.

This was the final moment.

Endure it, and the world would be vast.

Fail, and their souls would scatter!

Even traces of their existence would be erased!

“Ah ah ah ah——!”

Gu Yanci was the first to roar.

Facing the rule that sought to completely erase his “rage.”

He not only did not suppress it.

But instead pushed it to its extreme!

“Come on!”

He roared from the depths of his soul at the endless storm of rules.

“In this life, I have borne the hopes of billions of subjects, the rise and fall of the entire human race! My joy, my anger, my sorrow, my happiness have long merged with this vast land!”

“You want to erase my anger?!”

“Then erase this human Dao luck, these ancient heroic souls... all at once!”

Boom!!!

His will was no longer a single point.

But a golden ocean woven from imperial dragon qi and human faith!

The formatting power surged in.

Not only failed to erase it.

But instead was like a clay ox entering the sea.

Assimilated and carried by this grander.

And heavier “Dao”!

The Dao of the Emperor is to bear everything!

In the Unseen Heavenly Kingdom.

A tragically beautiful smile bloomed on Ye Liuli’s lips.

“So... that’s how it is...”

She closed her eyes.

Giving up resistance.

Allowing the power of rules to freely wash over her soul.

“I was born in shadow, walk in the night... I myself am the antithesis of all order...”

Her will.

At the last moment of being erased.

Suddenly transformed into the purest, deepest darkness.

This darkness was not energy.

But a “concept.”

A “concept” that coexisted with “formatting,” this absolute order.

The stronger the light, the deeper the shadow!

The purer the rule.

The more stubborn its opposing “shadow”!

Formatting could erase everything.

But it alone could not erase the shadow it cast itself!

In the Roaring Solitude.

“Scatter.”

Ye Qiong’s will transformed into a soft sigh.

His aura, his sense of existence, his everything.

All actively dissipated at this moment, turning into nothingness.

The power of formatting.

Like a comb, it repeatedly combed through this space.

Yet it could never find the target named “Ye Qiong.”

He was like a drop of water merging into the sea.

Completely disappeared, yet omnipresent.

The ultimate profound meaning of an assassin.

Is not slaughter, but “non-existence.”

In the River of Fate.

“The Dao that can be told is not the eternal Dao...”

“The name that can be named is not the eternal Name...”

The wills of Ling Xi and Cang Xuan.

Reached an unprecedented synchronization at this moment.

They did not see, did not hear, did not think.

Completely emptying themselves.

Becoming one with the profound principles of heaven and earth.

Their “I” disappeared.

Replaced by the “Dao” itself.

What formatting wanted to erase was the “individual.”

But how could it erase the “Great Dao”?

After all.

If you want to catch Zhou Shuren, what does that have to do with me, Lu Xun?!

Boom—!!!!

Like a colossal sound at the dawn of the universe!

Five rays of light—gold, purple, gray, cyan—symbolizing indomitable will.

At the same moment.

Burst forth from within the pure white storm of rules!

The entire false mental world.

Was forcefully torn apart by these five rays of light!

Countless fragments flew backward.

Eventually turning into nothingness.

In the live stream.

The excitement was already boiling!

[Nine Nether Demon Lord]: Holy cow! So epic! This is what a true strong one is!

[Star Sea Overlord]: Each one tore through the rules with their own ‘Dao’! So cool!

[Elf Empress]: Is this the will of a top-tier strong one... To be able to counterattack in such a situation...