Chapter 113 The Angler of the Ultimate Dimension? I Drained the "Ocean of Truth" and Turned it into a Swimming Pool!
"Beep! Detected that host Ye Feng has completed the violent demolition of the 'Source of Creation'. Current status: Logic Terminator, Dimension Rewriter, the Only Father of All Realms!" "Due to the host's excessive arrogance, the myriad realms can no longer bear your status and are automatically collapsing towards the 'Zero Point of Nothingness'!" "Warning! The final BOSS—'Rule Projection'—is attempting to activate its self-destruct program, wanting to drag all of humanity down with it? Host, do you wish to activate: Dimensional Reduction Palm, Physical Salvation?"
Blue Star, at the summit of Mount Tai.
The once towering mountain now looked like a tiny mound beneath Ye Feng's feet. Behind him, the "Star Sea Immortal City," a fusion of the essence of primordial, mechanical, fantasy, and magical civilizations, was no longer suspended in mid-air, but was directly imprinted on every pixel in the depths of the void.
Ye Feng wore a dark gold robe made from the "Primordial Light of the Universe," and carried a small, crystal-clear bottle that exuded a terrifying pressure. Inside was none other than the "Sands of Time," which he had just casually scooped from the "River of Time" and which was enough to cause all things to wither.
"Buried with him?" Ye Feng scoffed, casually scattering the sands of time—enough to destroy a galaxy—into the flowerpot at his feet as fertilizer. His black hair moved without wind, and the domineering aura in his eyes, capable of sweeping across eternity and trampling all living beings, made the gravity of the entire Milky Way tremble.
"This universe, if I want it to live, it has to bloom; if I want it to die, it doesn't even dare to fart." Ye Feng slowly raised his hand, a spark from his fingertip igniting the causal cigar in his hand. "Ali, where is that bastard called 'Rule Projection'? Make it come out and see me, don't force me to personally dig up its ancestral graves."
"Hehe, Captain, that coward is hiding in the 'deepest part of logic' crying his eyes out!" Hu Yanli's sky-shattering laughter echoed from the void. At this moment, he had completely abandoned his physical body, transforming himself into a war fortress composed of "primordial singularity." He casually tore open a spatial rift hundreds of millions of miles long, and like dragging a dead dog, pulled out a white light figure whose body was flashing with garbled code.
"Captain, this thing says it represents 'an inescapable fate,' and that our invincible protagonists will eventually be corrected by it." Hu Yanli stomped on the head of the white light and shadow, and the law of gravity instantly erupted, crushing several surrounding small planes into pancakes. "I slapped it twice across the face, and it's busy reorganizing its logic now!"
The entity known as the "Rule Projection" trembled in fear before Ye Feng. It was originally the underlying logic of all stories, the ultimate manipulator ensuring the protagonist had to experience pain and regret. But faced with Ye Feng's irrational violence, any logic it employed seemed utterly pale and powerless.
"Ye Feng...you are destroying the aesthetics of civilization!" the white figure roared in a trembling voice. "Without setbacks, without lows, your existence is nothing but meaningless gibberish! You must undergo the 'baptism of tragedy' to be sublimated into a true classic!"
"Aesthetics? Baptism?" Ye Feng slowly stepped forward, placing a foot on its chest, his eyes as cold as ice. "My aesthetics is simply exhilaration, my logic is to sweep through everything! As for classics? Once I've transformed all the myriad worlds into my shape, I will be the only classic!"
"Ning Rongrong, activate 'All-Dimensional Broadcast'." Ye Feng spoke arrogantly, his voice traveling along the causal lines, descending upon every parallel universe, and even into the minds of every reader. "Today, I'm going to teach these self-righteous 'rules' a lesson, showing them what it means to 'make my own destiny my own, not the heavens'; if the heavens defy me, I'll tear them down!'"
Ning Rongrong moved gracefully, her divine power now surpassing that of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School by a hundredfold. With a gentle swipe, an enormous "attribute panel" appeared in the void—the root code of the entire dimension.
"Feng, the household registrations of all the rebels have been completed." Ning Rongrong leaned gently on Ye Feng's shoulder, but her tone carried a chilling, domineering air. "The logic that tried to 'ambush' us in the ending has been forcibly acquired by me using 'Star Sea Capital.' Now, we can write the ending however we want."
"Very good." Ye Feng suddenly swung his right hand, and the Thousand Chance Umbrella transformed into a giant scythe that was entirely black and exuded an aura of annihilation, and slashed down fiercely at the "projection of rules"!
Tear—!
There was no bloodshed, only countless shimmering golden codes collapsing in the void. The "rules" that had once dominated the fates of countless protagonists were utterly shredded like a cheap piece of waste paper under Ye Feng's scythe, turning into a speck of dust beneath the foundation of Star Sea Immortal City.
"Ding! The ultimate rule has been erased! Host Ye Feng has officially been promoted to—'The Common Father of Reality and Illusion'!" "From this day forward, wherever you go will be paradise; whatever you say will be the truth!"
The system's originally mechanical voice now carried a hint of fawning and worship. Ye Feng snorted coldly, stubbed out his cigarette in mid-air, and burned through a black hole connecting to an "unknown dimension."
"Captain! Our grand plan has succeeded!" Orochimaru emerged from the shadows, holding a pulsating heart radiating a seven-colored light. "This is the 'Heart of All Heavens'! As long as we place it inside the crust of our Blue Star, our home planet can instantly expand to the cosmic level and become the only 'Supreme God Realm'!"
"Then install it." Ye Feng stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the blue star that had been completely transformed.
The planet Earth had undergone a complete transformation. Cities that were once crowded had become towering, celestial mountains; polluted rivers had become spiritual veins flowing with nectar. Walking the streets of Shanghai, you could see people riding cranes to work, white-collar workers practicing teleportation during their lunch breaks, and even extinct prehistoric beasts now dutifully serving as rocking horses for children.
"Long live Emperor Ye Feng!" "Long live the Starsea Consortium!" The shouts of billions of people around the world converged into a world-destroying force of will, washing over Ye Feng's body and elevating his already invincible status to a level that even "nothingness" could not reach.
"Is that enough?" Ye Feng closed his eyes, feeling the stillness of the myriad realms returning to oneness. "No, it's not enough."
He suddenly opened his eyes, two beams of light shooting out from them that pierced through dimensions. "Ali, Rongrong, Orochimaru. We've already gotten tired of this dimension. Now that we've become the 'only one,' let's go see if there's any opponent left in the real world where the 'author' resides, or in the vast plane where the 'reader' resides, that can make me take this even a little bit seriously!"
"Let's go!" "Destination: The end of the real dimension!"
Rumble—!
With Ye Feng's command, the enormous "Star Sea Immortal City," which was so vast it obscured the Milky Way, transformed into a gigantic "logic drill," launching the most insane, domineering, and unreasonable attack on the final barrier that separated reality from illusion!
Click—!
A shattering sound, audible only to the soul, rang out. As you read this chapter on your computer, you suddenly felt a chill run down your spine. Startled, you looked up to find your screen slightly distorted. A long, slender hand, with distinct knuckles and exuding power, slowly emerged from the screen with a destructive aura.
"Guests, I told you, I'll be back to collect my 'viewing fees'." Ye Feng's arrogant laughter echoed loudly in your room.
Immediately afterwards, a man clad in a black robe, holding a thousand-times-manipulation umbrella, and surrounded by countless star-like phenomena, crossed dimensions and truly descended before you.
With a casual wave of his hand, the oxygen in your room instantly transforms into rich spiritual energy; with a gentle touch, the scraps of paper on your desk miraculously turn into stacks of glittering "starry sky checks."
"This is my repayment." Ye Feng, a cigarette dangling from his lips, exuded an aura of dominance that could freeze time itself, and gave you a wicked smile. "From now on, this world belongs to me. Anyone who dares to make you unhappy, I'll make their logic disappear!"
Behind him, Huyan Li carried a spiked club, Ning Rongrong exuded elegance, and Orochimaru grinned sinisterly. The entire Star Sea Federation's legion had thus barbarically descended upon this dimension of reality.
"From today onwards, this place will be renamed 'Star Sea One Branch'." "No tragedy, no regrets, no infighting." "Only my will, Ye Feng's will, only that eternal, invincible, arrogant—exhilaration!"
Ye Feng turned around, looking at the vast and profound reality that belonged to your generation. The Thousand Chance Umbrella in his hand transformed into a spear once more, pointing towards the endless void.
"Ali! Fire!" "Let the people of this dimension see what a 'true invincible protagonist' looks like!"
In that ultimate roar that shattered dimensions, broke logic, and resounded throughout the souls of all humanity, Ye Feng, with his empire, ushered in an unprecedented era—the Mythical Era—under this real starry sky!
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