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The dull throbbing did not tear apart the hard ice.

This fluctuation directly and forcefully affects the deepest conceptual dimensions.

The massive, unparalleled metal body of the Devourer resonated with an extremely faint metallic resonance, following the rhythm of the heartbeat, without experiencing any physical impact.

The various indicator lights inside the carriage began to flash on and off erratically.

Su Yuanning stood on the frozen chessboard surface.

The three-colored vertical pupils quietly gazed at the gray square with the word "White Soldier" written on it at the bottom of the foot.

The absolute zero surroundings were somehow amplified by this strange heartbeat, bringing with it a bone-chilling warmth.

Xiao Huo and Wang Hu stayed in the carriage, so scared that they didn't dare to breathe.

They were terrified that taking even the slightest extra breath would trigger an explosion from that extremely terrifying unknown entity outside.

Xiao Huo stared intently at the red warning box flashing wildly on the main control panel screen.

"Boss, the energy readings underground are extremely abnormal."

"Don't touch that ice surface; it's a trap set against your underlying logic."

Su Yuan completely ignored the reminder.

On the ice, he didn't even manage to ignite the slightest bit of his violent three-colored divine fire.

He bent down very gently and squatted on one knee on the ice.

The dark gold bone armor covering his right arm retreated silently, revealing well-defined, muscular skin.

He pressed his unguarded right palm firmly against the chilling ice.

The all-encompassing one's divine analytical vision instantly opened up.

This vision, like surging mercury, was extremely forceful yet silent, diving to its extreme depths beneath the ice layer thousands of meters below.

His gaze forcefully pierced through the heavy abyss.

Su Yuan instantly saw the true foundation of this white pawn square.

That's not a typical celestial rock formation at all.

Instead, it is a massive wasteland heart formed by the compression of endless discarded code and fragments of Earth.

This is precisely the ultimate assimilation trap that the chess player deliberately buried under his feet to prevent him from overturning the table.

The instant Su Yuan's palm touched the ice surface.

This extremely deformed wasteland heart suddenly awoke.

Billions of fine tendrils, formed from pure gray high-dimensional code, burst forth from the ice in a frenzy.

These tentacles tightly wrapped around Su Yuan's bare right arm.

An extreme downward pulling force suddenly erupted.

They attempted to bypass physical defenses and forcibly drain all the true essence nurtured within his body.

This extremely secretive change was instantly relayed to the monitoring system of the high-dimensional dark web.

The surviving elders of the arbitration tribunal, who had just been terrified, all caught the abyss warning sent by the white pawn.

On a huge holographic screen.

The numerical bar representing the energy reading of Su Yuan suddenly experienced an extremely exaggerated precipitous leak.

In the monitoring hall, several elders couldn't help but gasp.

His previously ashen face was now once again filled with an extremely perverse and ecstatic joy.

The chief arbitrator slammed his hand on the control panel.

He stared with his bloodshot eyes, his tone revealing an obvious sense of relief.

"The chess player's elaborate scheme has finally been triggered."

"No matter how arrogant this kid is, he absolutely can't stop the forced recycling process of the underlying concepts this time."

Faced with this vicious assimilation and pull that could crush the consciousness of any god.

Su Yuan's expression was shockingly calm.

Instead of resorting to the domineering law of negation to cut off those gray tentacles, he did not.

Instead, he calmly closed his eyes.

He completely shed all physical and conceptual resistance mechanisms within his body.

Su Yuan's consciousness followed those dense gray tentacles, completely abandoning all defenses and armor.

He slid very deliberately into the deepest part of that massive wasteland heart.

The instant consciousness enters the heart.

Su Yuan finally saw through the true nature of this vicious trap.

This is not some killing weapon created by a chess player.

This is the real Earth after undergoing countless extremely brutal formatting processes over nine epochs.

The mournful cry of the mother planet, forcibly stripped of all suffering and despair, and finally stitched back together.

These are all fragments of Mother Earth's flesh and soul, crushed and broken.

The inner universe deep within Su Yuan's chest cavity began to slowly rotate.

This time, there was no outburst of the violent rage that threatened to devour everything alive.

Instead, it overflowed with the divine authority of creation and evolution in an extremely gentle way.

The three-color subtle hues are like a gentle spring breeze and nourishing rain.

Following his consciousness, it flowed into the heart of that devastated wasteland with utmost inclusiveness.

It soothed those frenzied, violent, and broken gray, mournful codes with extreme gentleness.

The originally extremely deadly underlying assimilation force field froze completely the moment it touched this extremely gentle fluctuation.

The twisted and painful beating frequency of the wasteland's heart was forcibly reversed silently.

The fluctuating rhythm gradually subsided.

Eventually, it began to completely synchronize with Su Yuan's own heartbeat.

In the dark web monitoring room, the arrogant expressions on the faces of all the elders froze completely, their mouths agape.

They were horrified to discover that the energy leakage readings on the large screen for Su Yuan had not only stopped decreasing.

Instead, it began to soar towards infinity in an extremely terrifying curve.

Su Yuan's various vital signs are merging with the underlying foundation of the entire frozen chessboard in a way that is beyond their comprehension.

Everyone approached the monitoring panel with suspicion and uncertainty, and someone frantically typed on the keyboard to restart the system.

It couldn't stop these extremely absurd changes in the readings at all.

White pawn on the square.

Su Yuan stood up very smoothly on the ice.

The right hand, which was pressed against the ice, slowly rose up.

He did not use force to damage even an inch of the ice chessboard.

Instead, it directly utilizes the absolute attraction of the endogenous universe.

This is the heart of a massive wasteland, connected to the ley lines of half the planet.

Along with all the underlying system control behind it, it was gently but irresistibly pulled into his body, like peeling away layers of an onion.

It was completely filled into the furnace of the endogenous universe.

The white pawn square beneath his feet flickered with an extremely subtle green code.

The physical and conceptual connections with the system's master control dark web have been completely severed.

It was directly formatted into an absolute territory under the pure control of Su Yuan.

The moment the massive wasteland heart entered the body.

Su Yuan's palm, which originally bore the inscription "White Soldier," shattered into pieces like a pupa emerging from its cocoon.

Instead, there is a miniature Earth totem that emits an extremely dark, heavy, dark golden glow.

The totem was deeply engraved into his flesh.

At that very second, all the high-dimensional monitoring matrices in the entire universe simultaneously emitted extremely piercing long rings powerful enough to shatter consciousness.

All the ancient beings who controlled the highest authority over their respective star systems were shocked and suddenly rose from their thrones.

My back was completely soaked in cold sweat.

Only then did they fully understand just how terrifying Su Yuan's bloodless tactics were.

This tyrant is not playing chess according to the rules at all.

He ruthlessly destroyed the very foundation of the entire Earth chessboard.

He completely hollowed out and absorbed the opponent's base and foundation.

This kind of subtle yet transformative extreme fluctuation.

Following the surging ocean currents of dimensionality, it spread to every corner of the universe in an exaggerated manner.

Countless ancient civilizations that were originally extremely loyal to the Truth Union Council and the High Dimension Arbitration Court.

At the very instant they detected this fluctuation, they made extremely synchronized movements.

They tacitly disconnected the data upload plug targeting Su Yuan's coordinates.

The communication channels with the system's main brain were completely severed.

This silent, absolute submission and utmost reverence proclaims the rise of this new king, who has ascended upon the corpses of countless higher dimensions.

Absolute dominion over the remnants of the mother planet is now a foregone conclusion.

The surface of the chessboard is cold and silent.

The forehead of the black-faced god statue that was completely locked in place in mid-air.

The scarred head of that beloved relative looked down at Su Yuanbing as he swallowed the entire foundation without firing a shot.

A look of profound relief and contentment shone in those eyes that had just regained their clarity.

Immediately afterwards, the closest relatives strained to summon the last, faint, yet remarkably clear, wave of their souls.

He conveyed a set of top-secret conceptual information, which belonged only to the two of them, to Su Yuan on the ice.

"here you go."

"But you should be careful, the true nature of that old chess player."

"It's not even in this dimension."

"He's hiding."

This message has not yet been fully transmitted.

In that extremely dark void at the edge of the real solar system.

An extremely large rift was torn open from the depths of space with utter abruptness.

A giant, grayish-white eye whose size cannot be measured by any constant dimension.

With an absolute, overwhelming coldness, he stared intently at the dark golden figure standing proudly on the ice.

Su Yuan slowly raised his head.

The three-colored vertical pupils were separated from that giant gray-white eye by a vast, cold starry sky.

They collided violently.