Chapter 591: Iron Crow! Logic Backlash

Between existence and non-existence.

Between perception and oblivion.

Here there is no light, no darkness, no space or time in the usual sense.

Only an endless, icy 'information flow' surges, weaving the fabric called 'history' or 'script' according to a certain vast, ancient, nearly rigid 'rule' context.

Here is the dimension where the master of the Iron Crow Army resides and operates.

It is a guardian, a pruner, a special yet not omnipotent…… 'program' on that vast loom.

At this moment, this dimension is undergoing a violent, discordant tremor.

The originally stable causal line flowing toward the 'Fengbo Ting' node, carrying the information of the 'Yue Fei execution' ending, at the instant it was about to complete final consolidation and be imprinted upon the 'script'——

It was struck sideways, twisted, and even…… severed at a crucial link by a force that was hard, abrupt, and full of rebellious vitality!

'Verifying Corpse to Discern Falsehood'.

'Loyalty to the Country Inscribed Characters'.

'Bias Right by Half a Li'.

These concrete details, sourced from real flesh-and-blood kinship and filled with strong personal will and emotional anchors, like the sharpest, toughest 'wedge of reality,' were ruthlessly driven into the Iron Crow Army's carefully woven narrative framework of the 'substitute execution'.

These details themselves contain little supernatural power.

But the 'truth vs. falsehood' contradiction they point to, and the 'script's' attempt to fix the 'Yue Fei is dead' ending, have produced a fundamental, logical-level conflict.

The conflict triggers disturbance.

The disturbance conducts and amplifies within the context of the 'rules'.

Ultimately, the feedback struck the Iron Crow Army master who was trying to forcefully push the 'script' to its conclusion.

'Hum——!!!'

An indescribable, sound-transcending violent shock swept across this icy dimension.

Those dark-condensed 'information blocks' representing the consolidating 'Fengbo Ting' node suddenly crawled over with countless pallid cracks representing 'logical errors' and 'causal contradictions'!

Immediately, like glass struck by a heavy hammer, it shattered with a boom!

It was not a physical break, but a collapse of 'meaning,' a rupture of the 'established trajectory'.

The shattered fragments did not vanish, but turned into a violent, disordered 'information torrent' that inversely struck the 'authority channel' linking the Iron Crow Army master to the 'script world'.

'Uh……'

A deep, muffled, inhuman roar, as if from the abyss of ages, rippled through this dimension.

The Iron Crow Army master's intangible yet truly existing 'core' felt a burning-like pain.

That was not the heat of flame, but the gnawing of 'rule backlash'.

The authority and power it had invested to stabilize the 'Fengbo Ting' node and accomplish the 'historical correction' of Yue Fei, this greatest 'variable,' at this moment not only failed to be replenished and strengthened as expected upon node completion.

Instead, due to the node's 'logical collapse' and 'narrative failure,' it suffered merciless deduction and punishment from the underlying rules of the 'script'!

The total 'authority' that maintains its close connection to this world and enables various interventions has visibly shrunk.

Those once-responsive 'fine-operation channels' used for monitoring, guiding, creating 'substitutes,' and accelerating local timelines have also become sluggish and unstable.

What made it feel even colder was that the faint 'support' from within the 'script world,' which had been quietly gathering due to the 'Fengbo Ting' proceedings and belonged to 'historical inertia' and 'collective assent,' has now dissipated, even conveying a faint sense of rejection.

It failed.

It failed completely.

Not only did it fail to eliminate Yue Fei, but it actually gave Yue Fei unprecedented moral stature and attention in the 'truth vs. falsehood' debate.

Not only did it consume precious power and authority, but it also suffered backlash at the rule level.

'Variable…… Chen Wen……'

'A cold name, it churned in the Iron Crow Army master's 'thoughts'.

All the disturbances ultimately point to that source which ought not exist in this world, yet has taken stubborn root and keeps prying at the foundations of the 'script'.

Yancheng's feeble intervention.

Mangshan's precise forewarning.

Insight into the 'substitute' mechanism.

And this time…… the sword of 'inscribed character truth vs. falsehood' that strikes straight at the vital point.

Each step stepped on a crucial node of the 'script's' operation, precisely exploiting the rules' loopholes or the limits of the Iron Crow Army's methods.

This is certainly not merely luck or mortal cleverness that can explain it.

'System…… rule embodiment…… heaven rewards diligence……'

The Iron Crow Army master recalled the observation and analysis of Chen Wen.

That rule-shrouding shell that is hard to fully pierce, that strange trait whereby effort multiplies efficacy, and the growing ability to interfere with 'causality' and the 'script'……

The threat level must be reassessed.

Conventional 'history maintenance' means—manipulating the court, supporting opponents, internal subversion, substitute replacement……—are rapidly losing effectiveness before the 'variable cluster' of Chen Wen and its influence (the Northward Aspiration Army, Yue Fei).

Continuing to entangle on the point of Yue Fei, with its own authority damaged, will only lead to deeper depletion.

Strategy must be changed.

With a greater 'momentum,' to overwhelm and crush all 'variables'.

Its 'gaze' shifted away from the shattered remains of the 'Fengbo Ting' node.

It turned toward the broader spatiotemporal context of the 'script world'.

The north, that vast and primitive plain.

There, the inertia of history should originally have brewed, only later, a storm capable of sweeping Eurasia.

But now…… it can be accelerated.

It can be catalyzed.

Can inject more "variables", letting that storm come earlier and become more violent.

The south, that False Song Imperial Court accelerating its decay.

The flow of time can be faster.

Let internal conflicts erupt sooner, let external pressures arrive sooner.

Let the "Gold" script fall ahead of schedule.

Let another stronger, more savage symbol with greater "historical coverage"—the "Yuan"—take the stage earlier.

Using two nomadic torrents that cross reality and script world, prematurely catalyzed, to form a pincer movement.

One stream strikes Chen Wen's true world (the Chen Dynasty).

One stream strikes Chen Wen's "variable cluster" (Northward Aspiration Peak).

Using civilizational‑level survival pressure to test, consume, and ultimately crush the mortal beneath that "rule shell", and everything he cherishes and has built.

This requires consuming huge authority.

Especially after just suffering backlash.

But…… it's worth it.

When local corrections fail, use global violent reset to cover all errors.

The Iron Crow Army master's "will", like icy tide, begins to surge toward two directions.

The authority's ripples forcibly penetrate the still‑fluctuating rule context from the backlash.

Into the northern grasslands, those scattered, tough, conquest‑filled tribes' "Mandate of Heaven", inject strong hints and latent aid of "unification" and "south invasion".

Toward the False Song timeline in the south, exert a more brutal "acceleration" force, driving its internal decay and external threat evolution toward a set, darker "script" direction, racing ahead.

After doing all this.

The Iron Crow Army master's intangible "core" has clearly dimmed and weakened considerably.

This consumption far exceeds any previous fine‑tuned operation.

But in His "thoughts" there is only a single absolute, non‑human coldness.

"Struggle, variable."

"Before the true historical tide..."

"Look at your 'effort', your 'multiple', your 'rule shell'..."

"How much longer can you hold up."

The icy "thought" slowly sinks into the depth of this dimension, entering a dormant‑like, slow‑recovery state.

Meanwhile, on Mang Mountain, Wild Boar Valley.

At night, Chen Wen, cultivating in the rock cave and trying to recover from the daytime token's consumption, suddenly opens his eyes.

His heart suddenly throbs violently for no reason.

Not an imminent danger.

But rather a… grander, more ominous "omen".

As if hearing the muffled echo of icebergs cracking and tsunamis brewing far beneath the horizon.

He rises, walks to the cave mouth, and gazes at the north sky black as ink.

The token in his sleeve sends a weak but continuous tremor with a warning meaning.

At the same time, in his "Shi Yong", the portion representing the Chen Dynasty's northern border momentum, originally solid, seems to faintly…

…loosen a little.

…as if something heavy and hungry there has opened its eyes.