Chapter 552: Truth Strike, Denying Rules!

At the moment the spear touched the opponent, along with the rule-bound power it carried and even the history of its existence, it was wiped out of thin air.

Qin Wu's consciousness blanked for an instant: "Where's my spear?"

"This isn't defense!"

Qin Zheng's thoughts followed close behind.

"That's negation! They negate the existence of attacks! Ordinary rules are ineffective against them."

Before his words faded, a counterattack descended.

Those three beings made no move at all, yet three pallid ripples instantly covered every inch of the Yanhuang Universe's shell.

All Yanhuang beings felt a wave of nausea at that moment.

That was the repulsion brought on by logical chaos.

The Yanhuang Universe's prized anti-rule armor—the gray‑blue scales forged by devouring the corpses of the Blue Universe—was undergoing a strange change.

The hard armor began to flow like liquid.

The runes used for defense suddenly lost their original meaning—solidity turned soft, separation turned into welcome.

Crack.

Crack.

The brittle sound of reality twisting burst everywhere.

"The armor… is rebelling!"

Qian Yin grew solemn.

"They've altered the armor's underlying definition; our defense system now sees it as a gate, actively swinging open to the enemy!"

"They don't compare whose fist is harder; they directly rewrite the definition of your fist, turning it into cotton."

Can't block it.

Absolutely can't block it.

【Truth Strike detected—using absolute truth to overwrite the target's rules.】

Just then, the system sent a prompt.

"Truth Strike?"

Qin Hao listened to the system's explanation, watching the unstoppable pallid ripples, and for the first time witnessed this kind of attack.

In this cosmic sea, whoever has the bigger fist is the truth.

"Main structural damage rate 30%…45%…"

"Shields down!"

"Rule chain severed!"

……

Bad news came trickling in.

Those three ripples sliced through the defenses, driving straight for the Yanhuang Universe's core origin—the very location of Qin Hao's true body.

"Dad! Run! Even if only one consciousness escapes, it'd be better!"

Qin Zheng roared in the consciousness net.

"Eject the core cabin—we'll hold the rear!"

"What nonsense are you spouting!"

Qin Hao interrupted him.

Run?

Never mind whether we can outrun these monsters that can alter coordinates.

Even if we did run, losing the cosmic entity, in this dark forest it's a dead end.

Since it's a dead‑end situation, we can only place ourselves in mortal danger to survive.

"Lao Si!"

"Never mind defense—focus all our computing power on those three attacks!"

"I need to know how it operates!"

"Even if we burn our brains dry, I need you to decipher its logic!"

Qin Si stared for a moment, then understood his father's madness.

"Understood! Redirect all computing power! Logic parsing array overload activated!"

Hum—!

Within the Yanhuang Universe, countless billions of intelligent beings halted their thoughts at this moment,

their brains became a massive computer, all computing power converging into a torrent that surged toward the pallid ripples capable of destroying them.

Ahhhh!

It hurts! My brain's about to explode!

Countless painful cries echoed in the spiritual network, the price low‑dimensional beings pay for forcibly reading high‑dimensional information.

Qin Hao turned a deaf ear to it, his soul thrust to the forefront, facing the Truth Strike that would soon erase him.

It's near.

Getting closer.

The pallid ripple touched the edge of his soul.

Qin Hao felt his memories fading, his sense of self growing thin.

The opponent was deleting the concept of 'Qin Hao' from the universe.

【Warning! The host's existence is being deconstructed...】

【Warning! Fatal strike!】

The system's red light flashed wildly.

Just as Qin Hao's consciousness was about to completely collapse, in the final second.

A faint yet clear data stream flowed from the nearly burnt-out core processor of Qin Si.

"Got… got it……"

"Parameters…… already…… extracted, they are just a high‑intelligence program."

At the moment he heard those words, Qin Hao's consciousness, which was about to scatter, suddenly recondensed.

No need to fully understand.

Only need a sample.

Just like a thief holding a universal key, even if he doesn't understand the lock's principle, as long as he obtains the key's model, he can make an identical one.

"System!"

Qin Hao let out a fierce roar from deep within his consciousness, his voice holding no fear, only endless greed and ferocity.

"Get to work for me!"

"Activate homogenous devouring! Activate concept analysis!"

"Copy this deadly thing…… for me!!"

【Received command.】

【Detected rule sample: Truth Strike.】

【Drawing on the energy of the entire universe……】

【All‑Things Replication System activating……】

The system, which had always been in a passive state of taking hits, finally revealed its fangs as a homogenous monster at this moment.

In the system panel, the energy that had surged after devouring the blue universe was instantly drained.

Immediately after.

A profoundly mysterious feeling welled up in his heart.

The originally obscure and despair‑inducing pallid ripples suddenly changed appearance in Qin Hao's eyes.

No longer an unsolvable divine punishment.

But rather a series of precise, complex formulas that nonetheless have traces to follow.

Even, this formula is filled with rough loopholes left over from the excessive pursuit of efficiency.

"So that's how it is……"

Qin Hao felt his soul as if forcibly shoved into an air pump, inflating wildly, his thoughts elevated to an entirely new dimension.

He understood.

"Truth Strike? Sounds grand, but it's just relying on high authority to bully honest people."

The outside world.

Those three invincible sweepers were about to finish their final cleaning work.

But in the next second, they froze.

Because the tiny universe blocking them suddenly stopped trembling.

The will of that universe, which was about to be erased, not only did not disappear, but instead erupted with an aura that made them feel extremely familiar,

and even… evoked a sense of dread.

"How could this be? That is……?"

On the other side, Qin Hao's enormous phantom recondensed in the void.

This time, his body was no longer formed of starlight, but entwined with pallid ripples identical to those three attacks.

He raised his hand, making an extremely provocative gesture toward those three high‑and‑mighty sweepers,

His five fingers spread, then he clenched them tightly.

"Your moves are not bad."

"But now, it's mine."

【Truth Strike·Replica】

【Launch.】

On the bow of the Yan‑Huang universe's ship, the anti‑regulation armor that had been steadily retreating under the pressure of the three sweepers suddenly burst forth with a light identical to that of the sweepers!

"What?"

The consciousness fluctuations of the three sweepers, for the first time, showed violent fluctuations.

They could not comprehend why an abnormal universe would use their Truth Strike.

This was beyond their expectations.