Chapter 529: Tomb of Civilization!

Qin Hao's command was like a black lightning bolt, instantly splitting everyone's ingrained thinking.

Within the core of absolute death, define absolute life?

This is no longer a simple left-right struggle.

This is to make the two opposite sides of an object appear in the same position at the same time!

This is the most fundamental logical paradox at the base!

"Dad...... this......"

Qin Si's will even showed a brief stagnation.

"Doing this will trigger logical annihilation! Its core will collapse from being unable to bear this paradox, but we... we will also be completely torn apart by the explosion's aftermath!"

"Who said we have to keep it alive?"

Qin Hao's voice exuded utter calm.

"I just need it to be alive for that instant!"

"Exactly at the moment it shifts from death to life, and then back from life to death... that instant!"

"Its logic will produce an irreparable brief vacuum!"

"That is our path!"

Qin Si immediately understood.

This is another Qin Hao-style crazy gamble of dancing on the blade's edge!

He intends to use the rules themselves to create a gap that the rules cannot cover!

"I understand!"

Qin Si hesitated no longer.

She condensed all her logical-definition ability into a silver probe finer than a thread.

She fiercely stabbed toward the front wall of death rules that represents the Tomb Guardian's core and is impenetrable!

"Words become law—paradox creation!"

"Define target: in the next 0.000....... 1 second, your existence is life!"

Boom——

An indescribable logical explosion violently detonated in the Tomb Guardian's immensely huge core!

The outside world.

The subsidiary civilizations, confused by the disappearance of the Sword of Civilization, suddenly witnessed a horrifying scene.

That heaven‑standing Tomb Guardian's whole body shuddered violently!

Immediately after.

At its chest position, a cluster of incredibly brilliant green light, brimming with endless vitality, flashed and vanished!

At the instant that light cluster appeared, even the surrounding sea of dead‑gray light,

rippled with a faint wave.

But it was only a flash.

The next second, that cluster of green light was instantly smothered and assimilated by the vaster, deeper death rules.

The Tomb Guardian's body returned to deathly stillness once again.

As if nothing had happened.

But at its chest, a black crack like a spiderweb remained.

And at the instant that crack appeared.

The information strand formed from the Sword of Civilization shot through the crack at an unimaginable speed!

Success!

Inside the sword, everyone burst into a silent cheer.

They truly passed through the Tomb Guardian's body completely unharmed!

【Leap completed.】

【Already free of the Tomb Guardian's force field range.】

【Currently recovering from a microscopic contracted state to macroscopic form.】

The voice of Opening Heaven sounded.

Light flashed.

The Sword of Civilization, flowing with historical radiance and warm as jade, reappeared in the void.

Before it, there is no obstruction.

Before them lay an endless gray ocean exuding decay and the aura of the end.

Here is the universe's hub.

That is the so‑called central processor.

The nest of the universe's instinctual will!

However.

The imagined splendid scene of golden magnificence intertwined with rules did not appear.

Here there is only death.

Countless shattered civilization cores, flickering with their last remnants of light, drift like dust in this gray sea.

Each core represents a civilization that once shone brightly,

but was ultimately reduced to zero or devoured by the universe's instinctual will—a powerful civilization.

They were not completely erased.

Imprisoned here, it became a backup battery maintaining the existence of the Cosmic Instinct Will.

Qin Hao even saw several familiar auras within it.

That was a Ninth-level Civilization he had seen in the Universal Alliance Database, once renowned alongside the Lord of End but mysteriously vanished from history!

This is absolutely not the Hall of Gods.

This is the Gods' Graveyard!

「Good... good, what a cruel method... 」

Inside the sword's body, Qin Zheng's will couldn't help but feel a chill upon seeing this.

The defeated enemies were neither killed nor devoured.

Their civilization cores were displayed here like specimens, day after day drawing out their essence until completely drained.

The Cosmic Instinct Will's coldness and ruthlessness far surpass anyone's imagination.

"It's right here."

Qin Hao's will was not shaken by the sight of this graveyard.

His gaze, or rather the tip of the Sword of Civilization, pointed far toward the center of this gray sea.

There.

There was a huge chaotic flesh mass, formed by countless nerve‑like fibers connected together and slowly pulsating.

That flesh mass is the Cosmic Instinct Will of this universe.

It is its brain.

And those floating civilization cores are the nutrient solution into which it has inserted tubes.

It is delaying its own brain death by consuming these former powerhouses.

【Detected Target: Cosmic Instinct Will (Weak Phase)】

【Analyzing its structure…… analysis failed.】

【Its existence form is logical chaos, impossible to parse by conventional means.】

The voice of Heaven-opener, for the first time, carried solemnity.

Just then.

That huge flesh mass also sensed the Sword of Civilization as an unwelcome guest.

The surface of the chaos slowly cracked open a fissure.

It had neither eyes nor mouth.

Yet a vast, chaotic will filled with aging and madness transmitted from that fissure.

【New…… food……】

【Your flavor…… smells…… quite special……】

【Filled with…… an aura of variables……】

【Come…… let me…… taste……】

As this will spread, the surrounding gray sea began to churn violently!

Those civilization cores, originally drifting silently, were like awakened zombies,

each one turned its direction, aiming at the Sword of Civilization!

Their surfaces displayed twisted, agonized, numb faces.

That was the last lingering obsession of those civilizations after being imprisoned for countless ages.

「Roar——! 」

Countless remnants of civilizations' wills converged into a mental tsunami capable of instantly collapsing even a Ninth-level Civilization.

It slammed fiercely toward the Sword of Civilization!

The Cosmic Instinct Will, it even disdained to act itself.

It merely used the corpses of the defeated to drown this new challenger, the Sword of Civilization!

Let Qin Hao and company also become a new specimen in this vast graveyard!

Faced with that sky‑covering mental tsunami formed from the grudges of countless shattered civilizations, the Sword of Civilization's interior erupted in true turmoil for the first time.

It was not a soul shock.

That was a curse known as Failure.

「Give up…… you cannot win……」

「We once were just as hopeful as you…… but the ending is always the same……」

「The universe's death is irreversible…… all struggle is futile……」

「Join us…… here there is no pain, only eternal peace……」