Chapter 595: with translation of chapter title

I don't know how long has passed.

Qin Hao and Xuan Du leapt out side by side from the Dimensional Tower, but the high-dimensional world I had imagined, teeming with spirits, did not appear.

As far as the eye could see, there was only endless gray-white; here there was no energy fluctuation or flow of law.

The concepts of time, space, and causality do not hold here at all.

This space exhibits an absolute state of stillness.

Xuan Du put away his usual laid-back demeanor, he pointed his hand toward the vast, boundless gray-white area ahead.

"This is the source of the Boundary Sea."

"The entity behind the door that the Primordial System you once encountered feared the most is right here."

Qin Hao surveyed the huge bubbles floating in the gray-white space.

These bubbles had all fallen into stagnation.

Inside, there was no sign of any life activity.

"What about those neighbors the senior spoke of?"

Xuan Du sighed.

"They're all gone, completely assimilated into this ghostly state."

He pointed at the bubble nearest to them.

"That place was once the ruins of the Logic Heaven; the larger one beside it is the Mechanical Divine Domain."

"Now they have been unified under a new name; I call it the Absolute Death Lock."

Qin Hao's brows furrowed slightly.

The term Absolute Death Lock itself carries a strong sense of oppression.

He released his own perception to touch that area.

As soon as he made contact with the peripheral region, Qin Hao felt his perception being forcibly severed.

That was true nothingness.

Xuan Du took a step forward, and his Daoist robe began to dissipate bit by bit.

After the old man's mortal shell fell away, Xuan Du's true form coalesced into an extremely unstable cluster of light and shadow.

"I am not actually a wandering Boundary Sea traveler; I am the last will left behind by the first generation of transcendents."

Qin Hao turned his head to look at Xuan Du.

At this moment, Xuan Du's voice became somewhat ethereal.

"Back then, our group tried to halt the spread of the Absolute Death Lock, employing every means and principle we could think of. Unfortunately, we all failed in the end; the nature of the Absolute Death Lock is to cause everything to lose its variables."

"It forces all living, existing, and even changing concepts into eternal stillness. I have struggled here for countless ages, waiting for a variable that completely transcends the existing logical framework to appear; your Nameless Dao is the sole solution I have awaited all these years."

Just in the gap while Xuan Du was speaking.

The shockwave from the rupture of the Boundary Sea's fetal membrane finally reached the core of the Absolute Death Lock.

This shockwave, containing the Nameless Dao, became a kind of catalyst; the previously dormant gray-white space suddenly surged.

Countless gray-white light curtains frenziedly collapsed from all directions.

Wherever the light curtains passed, all things had their trajectories erased; this assimilative light raced straight toward the Dimensional Tower below.

Beneath the Dimensional Tower lay the Myriad Realms City and countless world bubbles.

Once enveloped by this light curtain,

the entire Boundary Sea will be completely frozen into an eternal lifeless thing.

The cluster of light and shadow that was Xuan Du burst into a loud laugh.

"Old man that I am, I have clung to life this long; today I can finally rest completely."

The power within the light and shadow was instantaneously compressed to the extreme.

Xuan Du unhesitatingly detonated all of his origin; the exploding light and shadow formed a blue river of stars stretching across the high-dimensional void.

This river of stars surged upward and directly struck the very center of the gray-white light curtain.

The blue river of stars churned wildly within the light curtain.

The downward trend of the gray-white light curtain was forcibly halted.

"Kid."

"This old bone of mine can only buy you three breaths of time; the rest of this mess is yours to handle!"

First breath.

The outer radiance of the blue river of stars was assimilated by the gray-white.

Second breath.

The logical links within the river of stars broke apart inch by inch.

Third breath.

The last vestige of Xuan Du's obsession, left behind, was completely shattered under the pressure of the light curtain.

At this moment, the guardian of the Dao of an age vanished like smoke, leaving not a trace of residue in the Boundary Sea.

Qin Hao stood alone at the very summit of the Boundary Sea.

Above lay the boundless Absolute Death Lock; below teemed endless living beings.

He had no retreat to choose.

Qin Hao thrust both hands upward violently; the Nameless Dao, just formed within him, erupted fully.

Those possibilities that contained no predetermined logic were given form by Qin Hao.

These possibilities wove together above his head into an invisible giant umbrella that covered the entire firmament.

The gray-white light curtain, bereft of Xuan Du's obstruction, came crashing down.

The light curtain pressed heavily onto this giant umbrella.

The barrier of high-dimensional space constantly shattered and reformed under this impact; this is fundamentally not a battle in the conventional sense.

This is a conceptual tug-of-war between variables and absolute stillness.

The light curtain incessantly scoured the defenses of the Nameless Dao, trying to freeze this umbrella into a heap of useless scrap metal.

Violent ripples spread across the surface of the giant umbrella.

Qin Hao's body began to show high-frequency tremors; the mass of the Absolute Death Lock was too vast, equivalent to the dead silence accumulated over countless ages.

He single-handedly opposed the destructive law at the source of the Realm Sea, and the load far exceeded his current limits.

Grayish blotches began to spread downward along the veins of the intangible giant umbrella.

First the umbrella canopy was assimilated, then the handle lost its active variable, and finally this grayness was directly transmitted to Qin Hao's arms.

His skin quickly lost its luster, and flesh and bone began undergoing irreversible solidification under this power's erosion.

As long as this solidification spreads to the depths of his soul, Qin Hao as a person will be completely erased from the conceptual level.

He no longer has a past, nor a future.

Forever frozen in this moment anchored by the Death Lock.

Qin Hao gritted his teeth and forcibly drove the energy of his inner universe to scour.

But the energy of his inner universe, as soon as it surfaced, was assimilated into gray-white crystals—this was utterly a hopeless situation with no chance of victory.

The Absolute Death Lock has no emotion.

The light curtain's pressure kept increasing, and Qin Hao's legs began to bend under the immense weight.

The high-dimensional stairs beneath his feet emitted a creaking sound of being overloaded.

And in the corners of various dimensions beneath the Realm Sea.

Countless Yan-Huang descendants were freely conducting their own explorations, and in the next second all Yan-Huang tribespeople collectively halted their actions.

Each tribesperson's Yan-Huang auxiliary terminal simultaneously burst forth with an extremely glaring red light.

This is the Guardians' Agreement that Qin Hao reserved in the lowest-level code when creating the terminal.

This agreement is not limited by any space; it is forcibly activated only when Qin Hao, as the source of the agreement, faces a true death calamity.

The red light projected an extremely clear image deep within the minds of hundreds of millions of Yan-Huang people.

In the image, Qin Hao stood alone atop the Dimension Tower, being tightly suppressed by the boundless gray-white light curtain, and his arms in the picture had completely turned gray-white.

This grayness was wildly spreading along his neck toward the region of his head and soul.

That was a true desperate situation.

Deep within an ancient battlefield ruin on the edge of the Seventh Realm Sea.

Qin Wu had just gone through a bloody battle, clutching a core inheritance crystal left by a top expert of the previous era.

At the moment the red light flared, the muscles on Qin Wu's face twitched violently.

He clenched his palm, crushing the inheritance crystal that countless Realm Sea experts would fight over into powder.

Crystal powder sifted through his fingers.

Qin Wu abruptly lifted his head toward the direction of high-dimensional spacetime.

"Old Man is getting beaten! How can we not go back!"

Accompanied by a roar that shattered the star field, Qin Wu directly detonated the fortification of his own area.