The "Survival on the Train" game has bugs, it's really laggy!

The chess player's phantom image faded from the air.

Like a drop of ink being diluted by water, from dark to light, from light to nothing.

Finally, even those pure black eyes disappeared.

The carriage fell silent.

True silence.

There was no tremor of laws, no fluctuation of concepts, no buzzing of high-dimensional hounds, nothing at all.

Wang Hu's knees finally gave way.

He slid down the side of the vehicle, his buttocks hitting the floor, his mechanical arm hanging limply at his side, his fingers twitching slightly. He gasped for breath, his mouth agape, like a fish that had been pulled from the water, thrown back in, and pulled out again.

He wanted to say something.

His lips moved several times.

In the end, only a breathy sound was produced.

"……Hold."

The miser was even worse off than him.

It fainted when the hounds appeared, then woke up again, fainted again, and woke up again. After jumping around like this several times, it is now huddled in a corner, clutching the treasure chest, its two short legs curled up, snot smeared on half its face, and staring blankly at the ceiling.

The soul is no longer there.

All that's left is a chubby empty shell.

The condition is relatively better when the flame is low.

But it's not much better.

He slumped over the control panel, the marks from his ten fingers digging into the panel still visible, the dried golden blood between his fingers resembling ten tiny streams. His golden vertical pupils were still trembling slightly, and the focusing speed of his pupils was half a beat slower than usual.

He took a deep breath, forced himself to sit up, and began to check the data streams on the panel one by one.

The data is still there.

The energy level is still active.

Train Class – Level 8, Star Predator.

stable.

Everything is stable.

He refreshed it again.

It remains stable.

"Master." Little Fire's voice was hoarse beyond recognition, each word sounding as if it had been ground out on sandpaper. "Train status... stable at level 8. Core system normal. Energy reserves..."

He glanced at the numbers.

There was a two-second silence.

"My newly developed counting system is not enough again."

This statement should normally be considered good news.

But when Xiao Huo said it, there was no excitement or agitation in his tone.

There was only a numbness of surviving a catastrophe.

That numbness wasn't indifference to victory, but rather the exhaustion of having your nerves stretched to their limits repeatedly, until they completely lose their elasticity.

He no longer knew what expression to use to respond to all of this.

Too much.

There's too much information.

There are too many emotions.

From the Star Destroyer to the Chess Player's Game, from the High-Dimensional Hound to the Annihilation of Causality, and then to the Stripping Away of Concepts.

Every battle was beyond the limits of his understanding.

Su Yuan won every single time.

The victory was swift and decisive, unbelievable, so decisive that there wasn't even time to cheer.

So now, when everything has finally quieted down.

Xiao Huo, Wang Hu, and Shou Cai Ling—three people, or rather two people and one spirit—unanimously did the same thing.

They said nothing.

I don't want to think about anything.

He just lay there, paralyzed.

Like three rags wrung out, hanging in their respective corners, waiting to slowly air dry.

Su Yuan ignored them.

He sat in the driver's seat, his right hand resting on the armrest, his left thumb unconsciously rubbing against his right palm.

The healed "elephant" mark on his palm was deeper than before.

The color is almost pure black.

The patterns are more intricate, the layers are denser, and the spacing between the lines is reduced to a level that is almost indistinguishable to the naked eye.

Su Yuan used the concept of the unity of all things to perceive it.

The first layer is the remnant of the laws governing imperial authority.

The second layer is the core concept of creation and evolution.

The third layer consists of fragments of laws torn from the subspace of random probability.

The fourth layer – the new one.

Something heavier than he had never seen before.

That was the remnant of laws stripped from the underlying code that was written by the concept of reversal and the process of devouring hundreds of high-dimensional hounds.

These residues are not energy.

It is "structure".

It is the "strokes" left on the work by the very being who wrote the hound—the chess player.

From these strokes, Su Yuan could vaguely perceive how chess players applied the laws of higher dimensions.

Brutal, but precise.

Complex but self-consistent.

The weaving angle of each thread of the law has been strictly calculated, with extremely low redundancy, like code written by a person with severe obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"Interesting," Su Yuan said in a low voice.

He rubbed his thumb on the brand a couple more times, then stopped.

The faint, moving specks of light within the brand flickered in his perception.

It's not random.

It has a rhythm.

Like a heartbeat.

But it wasn't his heartbeat.

Su Yuan narrowed his eyes.

"Small fire."

"Here!" Xiao Huo straightened up reflexively.

"Highest alert. Do not turn off the global sensing array."

"yes!"

Xiao Huo's fingers flew across the panel, maximizing the precision of all the sensing nodes. Dark golden detection ripples radiated from the train's surface, covering the void for thousands of kilometers in radius.

Su Yuan didn't look at him.

His attention was completely focused on something else.

The perception of the One Who Unifies All Things extends along the void, through the remnants of the Law Dust, through the fading dark gold hue at the edge of the hunting ground, all the way to the spot where the chess player last disappeared.

There was nothing there.

The chess player's phantom moved very cleanly, leaving no physical trace.

But Su Yuan wasn't looking for a physical entity.

He was looking for the runes the chess player had left behind before he disappeared.

Those ancient, high-dimensional runes that do not belong to any known system of laws.

They disappeared after falling into the void.

Even the One Who Unifies All Things couldn't track down their whereabouts at that time.

But it's different now.

After Su Yuan devoured hundreds of high-dimensional hunting dogs, the analytical precision of the One Who Unifies All Things reached a new level.

He rescanned the spatial coordinates of the chess player when he disappeared.

The first time, there was nothing.

The second time, there was nothing.

The third time.

Su Yuan's pupils contracted slightly.

Have.

It's not in space.

It is at the "bottom layer" of space.

The runes did not disappear. They sank beneath the foundation of the laws governing this star field, like seeds, buried within the physical constants that constitute the very core of this void.

They're there.

Quietly.

wait.

Su Yuan tapped his finger on the armrest.

Then--

"Beep—beep—beep be ...

The alarm went off.

This is not an ordinary alarm.

It was the highest level of red alert that the train's core system had never triggered before.

Xiao Huo's face turned ashen the instant the alarm sounded.

He looked down at the panel.

Then his pupils shrank to two pinpoints.

"Owner!!"

His voice cracked.

It's not because of fear.

It was because the information displayed on the panel exceeded all his expectations.

"It's not an enemy approaching!"

His fingers swiped frantically across the panel, bringing up the data stream of the underlying law monitoring module. The data was changing at an incredible speed—not increasing, not decreasing, but being "rewritten."

"The underlying laws of this star system... are being recoded!"

Outside the car window.

The void has changed.

It's not that the color has changed, nor has the brightness.

It's the "texture" that has changed.

The once empty and uniform void began to develop extremely subtle textures. These textures emerged simultaneously from all directions, as if someone were drawing a huge picture behind a black curtain with a glowing pen.

The textures are getting brighter and brighter.

It's getting denser and denser.

It's getting clearer and clearer.

Until they intertwined, crossed, and overlapped, forming a pattern in the void of this star field—

Su Yuan narrowed his eyes.

A gigantic matrix of laws covering the entire star field.

Each texture is an independent chain of laws.

Each intersection is a rule node.

The entire matrix was so large it was breathtaking—its boundaries exceeded the perception of the One Who Unifies All Things, extending to an unknown distance.

And in the very center of this matrix.

A huge line of text, written in the universal language of higher dimensions and radiating a cold white light, is slowly taking shape.

Xiao Huo saw the line of text.

His lips moved slightly, then stopped.

It moved again.

Then, in a completely emotionless tone, as if reciting a eulogy, he read the line aloud.

"High-Dimensional Arbitration Tribunal... United Interstellar Council... Zero Wanted Notice"

"Target code: VSE-0"

"Target Description: Paradoxical Cosmic Cancer Variant."

"Criminal charge 1: Illegally devouring higher-dimensional beings and disrupting the ecological balance."

"Criminal charge two: Destroying Interstellar Council chartered assets and refusing to contain them."

"Criminal charge three: Tampering with the law of causality and undermining the stability of the underlying laws of the universe."

"Fourth charge: Illegal creation, creating new star systems outside the rules."

"Five charges..."

The sound of the small fire grew fainter and fainter.

"...its very existence is a paradox, classifying it as a cosmic threat."

Bounty Level: No Limit

"Execution Authority: All civilizations, organizations, and individuals throughout the universe have the right to carry out the elimination of the target."

"Kill without mercy."

The last four words.

After Xiao Huo finished reading, he felt as if his spine had been removed, and he slumped onto the control panel.

No one spoke in the carriage.

Wang Hu sat on the ground, looking up at the wanted poster that stretched across the sky through the car window.

His mind was blank.

Completely blank.

He thought that was the end of it after he finished hunting the hounds.

He thought that winning meant the end of it.

He was already mentally planning where to find a safe place to rest, have a couple of drinks, and brag a bit.

Then reality gave him a resounding slap in the face.

No.

It wasn't a slap.

It's an entire wall.

It hit him in the face.

"Wanted throughout the universe..." Wang Hu's voice was dry, like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing against each other. "Kill without mercy..."

His mechanical fingers tapped twice on his thigh, then stopped.

I'm not going to knock anymore.

I don't have the strength to type anymore.

The money-guarding spirit rolled its eyes in the corner.

It really flipped.

With a roll of his eyes and a tilt of his body, he went from being in an "out-of-body experience" state to being in a "permanently offline" state.

He fainted.

Thoroughly.

Xiao Huo stared intently at the panel, the light in his golden vertical pupils flashing rapidly.

"Master... this is not an ordinary wanted poster."

His voice was very low, so low that only Su Yuan could hear it.

"Its laws are too dense. They're not just at the level of information transmission; they're directly written into the physical constants of this star system."

He swallowed a mouthful of bloody saliva.

"Any being that passes through this star field, regardless of its dimension or civilization, will automatically receive this wanted notice."

"And it's still spreading."

"Disseminating at the speed at which the law spreads."

"Soon... the entire observable universe will know of our existence."

He raised his head and looked at Su Yuan.

His eyes were filled with two words.

What should I do?

Su Yuan sat in the driver's seat, looking out the window at the overwhelming wanted poster.

The left eye is dark gold.

The right eye is pure white.

His expression remained unchanged.

He tapped the armrest twice with his right index finger.

Then he laughed.

It wasn't a bitter smile.

It wasn't a sneer.

It's that kind of calm smile—when you see a difficult problem and happen to know the answer.

"Chess player, oh chess player."

Su Yuan spoke in a low voice, his tone carrying a subtle sense of emotion.

"You only won one game and you're already pulling out all the stops?"

"Are you really afraid of me?"

Xiao Huo was stunned.

Su Yuan tapped the armrest again with his finger, then stood up.

He walked to the car window, put his hands behind his back, and looked up at the wanted poster.

"Little fire, you said it's spreading?"

"Yes……"

What is the carrier of diffusion?

The small fire reacted for two seconds.

"The law itself. It encodes the information of the wanted poster into the underlying physical constants of this star system. Therefore, any entity that reads the physical constants of this star system will automatically decode the content of the wanted poster."

"In other words," Su Yuan said calmly, "it's not a piece of paper."

"no."

"It is a law."

"……yes."

"A law written into the very foundation of this star system."

"Yes."

Su Yuan turned around.

He looked at the small fire.

The curve of her lips widened.

"The laws of nature."

When he said those two words, the tip of his tongue lightly touched the roof of his mouth, as if he were savoring the taste of a dish.

Xiao Huo's pupils suddenly contracted.

He got it.

He saw something incredibly familiar in Su Yuan's eyes.

hunger.

"No...no way, boss." Wang Hu finally realized what was happening. He scrambled to his feet, his voice trembling. "You wouldn't be thinking of..."

Su Yuan did not answer him.

He walked back to the driver's seat, sat down, and rested his hands on his chin with his fingers interlaced.

"Small fire."

"exist!"

"Activate the Starfield Territory."

"Scope?"

"maximum."

Xiao Huo's fingers traced across the panel.

On the underside of the Emperor's Path Devourer, hundreds of dark gold nodes lit up simultaneously once more. Law pulses radiated outwards, covering the void within a radius of one thousand kilometers.

The dark golden aura of the territory intersected with the white wanted poster in space.

The collision of two distinctly different hues of law produced a subtle, teeth-grinding resonance.

"Creation and evolution," Su Yuan said in a low voice. "Injection."

He raised his right hand, and the "elephant" character branded on his palm shone brightly.

The power of authority, interwoven with pure white and dark gold, surged from his palm, flowing along the control panel into the train's underlying structure, and then seeping from the underlying structure into the law pulses of the star field territory.

The nature of the territory is changing.

It has changed from a "declaration of sovereignty" to a "digestive system".

Su Yuan's lips curled into a grin.

"Dinner is served."

Outside the car window.

The dark golden starfield territory is no longer covered by a static layer of laws.

It moved.

Like a giant mouth, it slowly and irresistibly closed towards the edge of that wanted poster.

The moment of contact.

The One Who Unifies All Things is now in full-speed operation.

Su Yuan's consciousness penetrated the boundaries of the territory and directly touched the law structure of the wanted poster.

First layer: Information encoding layer. Embedding the content of the wanted poster into physical constants.

The second layer: the propagation and diffusion layer. Utilizing the inherent self-consistency of the law itself for infinite replication.

The third layer: the anchoring layer. Establishes a permanent legal link between the wanted poster and the target (Emperor's Path: Devourer).

Three-layer structure.

Precise. Self-consistent. Interlocking.

However, under the analysis of the One Who Unifies All Things, its true nature is fully revealed.

"Isolation," Su Yuan murmured.

The true function of an arrest warrant is not to issue arrest warrants.

The warrant for arrest is just the surface.

Its core function is the third layer—the anchoring layer.

What the anchoring layer is doing is severing the channels of interaction between the laws of the space where the Emperor's Path Devourer is located and the external universe, one by one.

Information exchange – cut off.

Energy interaction – cut off.

Spatial interaction – severance.

Interaction of laws—severance.

Once all passages are severed, the thousand-kilometer-long space where the Emperor's Path Devourer is located will become a completely isolated "law island".

There is no external energy supply.

There is no supporting environment or rules.

There is no possibility of spatial jump.

Trapped in absolute "nothingness".

Then it slowly withers away.

To die slowly.

"The laws are isolated." Little Fire's voice came from behind the control panel, trembling. "It's cutting us... off from this universe."

His finger slid across the panel, bringing up the real-time monitoring data of the Law Interaction Channel.

The data is declining.

One by one, they were reset to zero.

"Master! The channel for exchanging laws is being severed! Thirty-seven percent of it is already cut off! At this rate, it will take at most fifteen minutes—"

"I know."

Su Yuan interrupted him.

The tone was very flat.

But the dark golden halo around his left eye was spinning rapidly.

The analysis of the One Who Reaches the Unity of All Things has not stopped.

It traversed the three layers of the wanted poster and continued to delve deeper.

First floor.

The second layer.

The third layer.

The bottom of the third layer.

Su Yuan's analysis touched upon the lowest level of the wanted poster's legal structure.

His Unifier of All Things disassembles, translates, and reassembles those codes.

Then he saw an attribute label.

[Can be absorbed] - No.

Su Yuan stared at the word "no" for two seconds.

Then he laughed.

The power of creation and evolution surged from his palm, precisely arriving at that attribute label along the analytical path of the One Who Unifies All Things.

Then I changed "no" to "yes".

It's that simple.

rough.

direct.

Unreasonable.

You're saying it can't be absorbed?

I said yes.

I am the rule.

Outside the car window.

The dark gold starfield territory, upon encountering the law structure of the wanted poster, should have been rejected and repelled.

But not now.

The edges of the territory, like molten metal, were covered with the law of wanted posters.

Then the infiltration began.

Begin decomposition.

It begins to devour.

The colossal wanted poster, stretching across the sky and composed of billions of luminous laws, began to show a gap at its edge as the dark golden territory gnawed at it.

Tiny.

But a gap does exist.

The gap is widening.

The fragments of the decomposed laws flowed back along the veins of the territory, surging into the train's underlying structure, and finally merging into the pitcher plant's engine.

The engine emitted a deep, satisfying roar.

There was a very clear emotion in that roar.

good to eat.

"Master!" Little Fire's voice changed.

It's not fear.

It was shocking.

Pure, brain-shutting shock.

"Core energy reserves... are rising!"

His fingers swiped frantically across the panel.

"The conversion rate of law fragments is 100%! Zero loss! The energy density of these law structures is at least two orders of magnitude higher than that of the high-dimensional hounds!"

He looked up through the car window at the wanted poster being gnawed on, his voice trembling.

"The boss is breaking the rules of the universe..."

Wang Hu stood in front of another car window, watching as the dark golden territory tore a hole in the sky-covering matrix of laws, creating an ever-growing gaping hole.

His mouth was open.

My jaw almost dropped to the ground.

"Boss... you even defy the rules of the universe?"

His voice carried an almost religious fervor that transcended fear and worship.

"Then what in this world is something the boss can't eat?"

No one answered him.

Because Su Yuan didn't have time to answer either.

He sat in the driver's seat, his hands on the control panel, the Creation, Evolution and Unity of All Things running at full speed, guiding the star field territory to systematically dismantle and devour the law structure of the wanted poster.

The gap is widening.

From the size of a fist, to the size of a house, to the size of a mountain.

The white aura of the wanted poster faded rapidly under the erosion of the dark gold territory, like a metal surface corroded by acid, peeling off, dissolving, and disappearing layer by layer.

The speed at which the interaction channels of the laws are being severed is also slowing down.

It dropped from 37 percent to 35 percent.

Thirty-three.

thirty.

The "law isolation" function of the wanted poster is backfiring.

Because the very laws that constitute it are being devoured.

The cage you used to confine me is now my meal.

Su Yuan's lips curled into a smile.

The intense, predatory focus in his eyes was so intense it seemed to drip with intensity.

Outside the window, nearly a third of the wanted poster's law matrix had already been devoured.

The remaining part is still trying to repair itself, but the repair speed is far from keeping up with the speed at which it is being devoured.

The outcome is decided.

Give Su Yuan another ten minutes, and this arrest warrant will be completely digested.

Then--

Su Yuan's body stiffened abruptly.

There was no warning whatsoever.

It felt as if an invisible iron rod had pierced his back, and he was frozen in the driver's seat.

The dark golden halo in his left eye suddenly went out.

The pure white light in his right eye was flashing wildly.

The "elephant" character brand on the palm—

It's hot.

It's not warm.

It's burning.

It was as if someone had pressed a branding iron, heated to a white-hot color, directly into his palm.

"hiss--"

Su Yuan forced out a breathy sound through his teeth.

He looked down at his right hand.

Cracks appeared on the surface of the "elephant" character brand.

The crack was not caused by external factors.

It's from the inside.

From the very core of the brand, something is pushing outwards.

Like a seed buried in the ground, it is sprouting.

But that was not the beginning of life.

It's poison.

Su Yuan's One of All Things detected a completely new law fluctuation within the imprint.

The fluctuation did not originate from the outside.

It came from the wanted poster law fragments he had just devoured.

Something was hidden in the fragment.

Hidden in the deepest part.

It lies hidden beneath the fourth, fifth, and sixth layers of structure, which were not touched upon in the first round of analysis by the One Who Unifies All Things.

Like a poison pill coated with six layers of sugar.

The first three layers are the true structure of laws; they can be eaten and digested.

The last three floors—

It's a trap.

Su Yuan's consciousness rapidly analyzed the newly emerging law fluctuations within the brand.

one second.

His expression changed.

"The Law of Self-Deniement".

The four words that came out of his mouth carried an unusual solemnity.

The logic behind this rule is extremely simple.

It's so simple it's cruel.

It won't attack you.

It makes you attack yourself.

Its core mechanism is to create a logical paradox within the target's own power system.

The stronger your attack power, the greater the damage you inflict on yourself.

The higher your defense, the stronger the backlash from your own defenses will be.

The more abnormal your ability to devour, the faster you will be digested by yourself.

All the forces were reversed.

All advantages turned into disadvantages.

And Su Yuan—

An entity that grows stronger by devouring everything.

The more it devours, the greater the power it contains.

The "law of self-denial" will turn all these forces against each other.

The more he eats, the faster he dies.

This is the true killing move of a chess player.

The arrest warrant is bait.

The isolation of rules is a disguise.

The real poison is hidden in food.

The engine of the Emperor's Path Devourer emitted a piercing, overloaded scream.

On Xiao Huo's control panel, all the energy data began to fluctuate in the opposite direction.

The core energy reserves, which were just surging, have begun to plummet in the next second.

It wasn't consumed.

It was a "backlash".

The energy of the laws that had just been devoured and transformed, under the influence of the "law of self-denial," transformed from "nourishment" into "raging fire."

They began to burn the train's own inherent laws and structure.

Large cracks appeared on the dark gold glaze of the obsidian scales.

The energy conduits inside the carriage began to pulsate in reverse, turning the originally smooth energy circulation into a chaotic vortex.

The pitcher plant engine's roar changed from a low groan to a sharp shriek, like a stomach that had been forcibly given poison and was now spasming.

"Owner!!!"

Xiao Huo's scream tore through the air inside the carriage.

His golden vertical pupils were filled with fear.

Not for myself.

It was because he had personally "seen" what was happening inside the train's core system through neural connections.

The system is committing suicide.

Every instruction chain is self-contradictory.

The command to "start defense" is executed as "stop defense".

The command "energy recharge" becomes "energy depletion" at the execution level.

All the functions are reversed.

All the power is self-consuming.

"The core system is self-destructing! I can't control it!" Xiao Huo's voice was already trembling with tears. "All instructions are being reversed during execution! Whatever instruction I give, it does the opposite!"

He frantically operated the control panel, trying to manually take over the core system.

But each takeover was blocked by the "law of self-denial".

He said "stop," and the system "started."

He said "off," and the system "on."

Logical paradox.

An unsolvable logical paradox.

at the same time.

The "elephant" character brand on Su Yuan's right palm cracked completely from the inside.

It wasn't blood gushing out of the crack.

They are two completely contradictory lights.

Dark gold and pure white.

They no longer coexist harmoniously.

They were tearing each other apart.

The dark golden imperial authority and the pure white creation and evolution, catalyzed by the "law of self-negation," began to deny each other's existence.

Authority says: I am order.

Creation says: I am possible.

The law of self-denial states: None of you are.

The two forces collided violently within the brand, and each collision widened the cracks in the brand, with the overflowing contradictory energy scorching Su Yuan's palms, wrists, and forearms.

Intertwined dark gold and pure white patterns appeared on the surface of his skin, like two snakes devouring each other, chasing, biting, and consuming within his veins.

Su Yuan grunted.

It really hurts.

It's not physical pain.

It is pain at the level of existence.

His power system is disintegrating itself.

His authority is self-denying.

Everything he possessed was becoming a weapon to kill himself.

The chess player's voice echoed deep within Su Yuan's consciousness.

Icy.

calm.

With a sense of certainty that "everything is under control".

"You've swallowed the bait."

"Now, taste the poison."

"The stronger you are, the more potent the poison. The more you consume, the faster you die."

"This is the ending I've tailored just for you."

"'Self-denial'—it's not denying others, it's denying yourself."

"Your devouring, your creation, your authority, your everything."

"They will all become knives that kill you."

The sound dissipated.

The only sounds in the carriage were the engine's overloaded screeching and the crackling of the self-destructing structure of the engine.

Wang Hu collapsed to the ground, watching helplessly as the law conduits on the carriage walls burst one after another, splashing dark golden energy liquid everywhere.

His face was filled with despair.

True despair.

He finally encountered a problem that Su Yuan couldn't solve.

"Boss..."

His voice was barely audible.

Su Yuan sat in the driver's seat.

The brand on the palm is on the crack.

The power within my body is backfiring.

The train's system is committing suicide.

Everything is hurtling toward the worst possible outcome.

His body was trembling.

It's not because of fear.

It's because it hurts.

It really hurts.

Existential self-denial is ten thousand times more painful than any physical injury.

But his expression—

Things are changing.

From solemnity.

To calm down.

arrive……

Madness.

Su Yuan smiled.

His mouth opened wide, revealing a row of white teeth.

Everyone present had seen that smile before.

It was Su Yuan's unique, chilling laugh when facing a desperate situation.

"Self-denial".

He repeated those three words in a low voice.

"To deny myself."

The dark golden halo in his left eye lit up again.

It wasn't turned on passively.

He lit it himself.

The One Who Returns to Oneness has been activated once again.

But this time, the analysis wasn't directed outwards.

It's inward.

Completely, thoroughly, and without reservation, turning inward.

His consciousness penetrated his skin, his blood vessels, and his cells, sinking deep into the very depths of the "elephant" character imprint.

It was a chaotic battlefield.

The dark gold scepter and the pure white creation were tearing at each other.

The "law of self-denial" acts like a stirring stick, wildly churning between the two, causing the contradiction to escalate continuously.

Su Yuan's consciousness touched upon the core of the "law of self-denial".

He analyzed it.

layer.

Two layers.

Three floors.

The core logic has emerged.

Extremely simple.

"Your power negates yourself."

Just this one sentence.

A rule that can be summarized in a single sentence.

It's simple to the extreme.

It is so simple that it cannot be disassembled, reversed, or swallowed up.

Because its logic is self-consistent—if you try to use force to deny "self-denial," then you are using force to deny yourself, which just triggers its effect.

The more you resist, the stronger it becomes.

The more you struggle, the tighter it gets.

A perfect dead knot.

Su Yuan's Oneness of All Things stopped before this law.

Analysis complete.

Conclusion: No solution.

At least within the logical framework of "confrontation," there is no solution.

Su Yuan's eyelid twitched.

Then he did something.

He stopped resisting.

He did not expel the "law of self-denial".

It was not suppressed.

There was no attempt to reverse it.

He withdrew all the analytical power of the One Who Unifies All Things from the "Law of Self-Negation".

Then--

He pushed this law even deeper into the core of the imprint.

It's not about pushing it away.

It is to push it forward.

Push them into the most chaotic core area where the dark gold authority and the pure white creation are tearing each other apart.

Then he guided the two forces to actively embrace this law.

It's not about devouring.

It's not digestion.

It is integration.

Forced fusion.

Xiao Huo sensed what Su Yuan was doing through neural connections.

His golden vertical pupils instantly magnified to their maximum size.

"Master! You're there—!"

He didn't finish his sentence.

Because Su Yuan's body underwent a dramatic change in that instant.

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood spurted from Su Yuan's mouth.

The blood wasn't red.

It is a blend of dark gold and pure white.

The two colors permeate, negate, and devour each other in the blood, forming a bizarre, chaotic hue that does not belong to any known color spectrum.

Blood of Paradox.

Blood dripped onto the control panel, and the metal surface hissed and corroded.

It's not acid etching.

It is an erosion at the level of laws.

The contradictory laws inherent in the blood cause a brief period of confusion in the definition of matter's existence the moment they come into contact with it.

Su Yuan's body trembled violently.

Every muscle was spasming.

Every bone is resonating.

Every cell is undergoing a miniature war of laws.

On the surface of his skin, dark gold and pure white patterns were spreading, intertwining, and colliding wildly.

At the point where the two textures collide—

A new color is being born.

pitch black.

Pure, absolute blackness.

That is the color of "negation" itself.

The "law of self-denial" was not digested or swallowed up during the process of being forcibly integrated.

It was preserved.

It has been preserved intact.

It is embedded in the core structure of the mark as a third power between the dark gold authority and the pure white creation.

Three contradictory forces.

Order. Creation. Negation.

They should not coexist.

Their logics are mutually exclusive.

But Su Yuan didn't care.

His greatest talent is putting together things that shouldn't coexist.

The brand is changing.

The crack has not healed.

But the nature of the crack has changed.

It is no longer "damage".

It became a "structure".

The crack that split open from the inside was filled with the pitch-black power of "negation," becoming part of the brand.

Just like the kintsugi repair of a piece of porcelain—the crack is not repaired, but accepted and becomes part of the aesthetics of the object itself.

But the filling in here is not gold.

It's poison.

An eternal, jet-black crack, representing "negation" itself, runs across the very center of the "elephant" character imprint.

Dark gold. Pure white. Jet black.

Three colors coexist on a palm-sized brand.

They are mutually exclusive.

They support each other.

They negate each other.

They complemented each other.

paradox.

A living paradox.

It was forcibly forged into his palm by Su Yuan using self-destructive methods.

The engine's overload scream stopped.

The bursting of the law conduit stopped.

The system crashed—it stopped.

Because the "law of self-denial" is no longer an externally invading toxin.

It has already become part of Su Yuan's own power system.

You cannot "self-deny" an existence that has already incorporated "denial" into its own definition.

Because to deny it is to deny "denial" itself.

The negation of the negation —

It's certain.

Logical closed loop.

The knot has been untied.

It's not about brute force.

He managed to weave the rope into his body.

The carriage returned to silence.

Only Su Yuan's heavy breathing could be heard.

He leaned back in his chair, covered in sweat, with a mouthful of paradoxical blood still clinging to the corner of his mouth.

But he was smiling.

The "elephant" character brand on the palm has fallen silent.

The three colors coexist harmoniously.

Dark gold order, pure white creation, pitch black negation.

Trinity.

More complete than before.

It's deeper than before.

It's more dangerous than before.

Xiao Huo stared at the brand-new mark on Su Yuan's palm, his lips moving silently a few times.

He no longer knew what to say.

Wang Hu saw it too.

He crouched in the corner, his mechanical arm hanging at his side, looking like a sculpture.

After a long pause, he managed to squeeze out a single word.

"Clothes."

Su Yuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The chaotic hue of the Paradox Blood left a faint mark on the back of his hand, which was absorbed by his skin and disappeared a few seconds later.

He looked down at his palm.

The three-color imprint pulsates slightly.

With each pulse, he could feel the power system within his body operating in a completely new way.

It's not stronger.

It is now more "complete".

The power we held before was like a knife without a guard. It was sharp, but the one who wielded it would also be cut.

Now, "negation" has become a protective shield.

It protects the blade, and it also protects the person wielding the knife.

at the same time--

It is also a weapon in itself.

Su Yuan clenched his fist.

The dark crack in his palm contracted slightly.

He sensed it.

The power of "negation" surged at his fingertips.

If we say that "creation and evolution" is "from nothing to something", then...

So, the new ability he gained after the "Law of Self-Deniement" was integrated is—

From existence to non-existence.

It's not erasure. It's not annihilation.

It is a "negation".

To deny the existence of something.

To deny the premise for a rule to be valid.

To deny the logical basis of an attack.

More precise than "nothing", more elegant than "erasure".

Su Yuan's lips curled up again.

Just then.

The chess player's voice rang in his consciousness for the last time.

It's no longer cold.

It's no longer peaceful.

It is a sigh.

A very faint, almost imperceptible sigh.

"You turned poison into your teeth."

There was a moment of silence.

"very good."

There was another second of silence.

"Now... the 'king' has finally smelled the scent of his prey."

The sound dissipated.

Dissipate completely.

This time, not even a lingering echo remained.

Su Yuan sat in the driver's seat, his right hand outstretched, looking at the three-colored "elephant" character brand on his palm.

The brand suddenly burned.

It's hotter than before.

But this time it wasn't a case of poisoning.

It's resonance.

Su Yuan's consciousness, through the imprint, suddenly extended outward along an extremely ancient channel of law that he had never touched before.

It pierced through this star field.

It pierced through the void beyond the star field.

It penetrated the barrier of laws beyond the void.

It penetrated the high-dimensional folded space beyond the barrier of laws.

It continued until—

The other end of the chessboard.

Su Yuan saw it.

A shadow.

Vague.

Far away.

But the shadow of it does exist.

The shadow had no shape, no outline, and no describable features.

It is simply "there".

But it is this "being" that—

The laws of the entire star field began to wail.

It wasn't a cry of anguish after being attacked.

It is fear.

The law itself is fearful.

Every physical law, every mathematical constant, and every causal chain that constitutes this void trembles uncontrollably in the face of that shadow.

Like a candle flame in the wind.

Su Yuan's pupils contracted slightly.

The left eye is dark gold. The right eye is pure white.

Two kinds of light lingered in his eyes for a second.

Then he withdrew his senses.

The connection has been lost.

The shadow disappeared.

The lament of the laws gradually subsided.

The carriage returned to silence.

Su Yuan leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

His right hand slowly clenched, and the faint light of the three-colored brand on his palm shone through his fingers.

Dark gold. Pure white. Jet black.

The three colors spun silently in his palm.

"king."

Su Yuan's lips moved slightly.

The sound was very soft.

It was so quiet that no one in the carriage could hear it.

But the corners of his mouth turned up slightly when he said that word.

That's not fear.

It is expectation.