The Rebirth of a Concubine's Daughter and Her Heartless Lover!

The ultimate crack in fate, the clash between light and darkness

Shen Yiyao's surroundings began to vanish, as time and space crumbled and distorted around her, as if the very laws of the universe were rendered fragile by her power. Her dragon sword shone brightly, its blade vibrating continuously, as if responding to her inner rage and determination. The rift in the sky grew ever wider, swallowing up the entire imperial palace and everything she had.

"Don't you understand, Shen Yiyao?" Zhao Yuanming reappeared before her, but this time, he was no longer the familiar, ambitious man. Instead, he was a mysterious being, emanating a powerful aura, as if fused with the entire universe. "You are not the only 'Shen Yiyao,' and you are not the only 'Zhao Yuanming.' We are all part of an infinite cycle of reincarnation."

Shen Yiyao sneered: "Reincarnation? You are also involved?"

"Of course." Zhao Yuanming's eyes flashed with a strange light. "Every world is an experiment. Every choice we make is to find that 'perfect' ending. And you, Shen Yiyao, are that key point, the node that determines the fate of the world."

"A perfect ending?" Shen Yiyao's voice was cold. "I've known for a long time that you're just playing with everyone's fate. You're just creating one cycle after another, making us struggle in endless pain."

Zhao Yuanming smiled slightly, a sly look in his eyes. "Do you think you can escape this cycle of fate? Every time, you make a choice, but you never realize that your choice has already been arranged."

"So what?" Shen Yiyao gripped the Dragon Sword tightly, a determined look on her face. "I'm going to break all of this today!"

She swung the Dragon Sword violently, and a brilliant light burst forth from its blade, piercing through the confines of time and space. The entire universe seemed to tremble at this moment. At this moment, the cracks in the sky widened further, and from within the cracks came an unfamiliar voice, as if from the depths of distant time and space: "You low-level beings will never understand true destiny."

"Who is that?" Shen Yiyao suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of oppression in her heart.

"It's me." The voice was cold and lofty. "All your efforts, all your struggles, will ultimately be controlled by me. You are but pawns on the chessboard, and you will never escape my control."

The moment the sound faded, a massive black vortex suddenly appeared before Shen Yiyao's eyes. A suffocating aura emanated from its center. She felt as if something were engulfing her, her entire body being dragged deeper into the vortex by an invisible force. Her consciousness began to blur, and everything around her became like a dream.

"You can no longer escape." Zhao Yuanming's voice rang in her ears again, "You are destined to be dragged into a deeper cycle of reincarnation and become part of this infinite game."

"I don't believe it!" Shen Yiyao gritted her teeth, her eyes as sharp as a knife, unwavering. "You all underestimated me!"

She struggled to break free from the restraints, grasped the Dragon Sword with both hands, and poured all her strength into it. In an instant, the Dragon Sword emitted a piercing sound, and the sword energy cut through the void and pierced directly into the center of the vortex.

"You can't do it, Shen Yiyao!" Zhao Yuanming's voice was filled with disdain. "No matter how you resist, you are destined to be unable to break this cycle of fate."

At this moment, the darkness within the vortex suddenly erupted with a powerful force, and Shen Yiyao felt as if her body was being torn apart by pain. Her consciousness fell into a deep darkness, as if it were about to be swallowed up, and even the last rays of light were completely wiped out.

However, just as her consciousness was about to completely disappear, a golden light burst out from her body, instantly tearing through the darkness and enveloping her. She suddenly opened her eyes and found herself in a completely new place.

"Where is this?" Shen Yiyao looked around and found herself in an endless void. There were no living creatures around, only silence and emptiness.

"You finally woke up." That cold voice rang in her ears again. "You thought you could escape the shackles of fate, but you didn't know that you had entered a deeper cycle of reincarnation."

Shen Yiyao turned around suddenly and saw a man in a black robe standing in front of her. His face was blurry, as if he had no entity, just an illusory shadow.

"Who are you?" Shen Yiyao asked coldly.

"I am the judge of fate," the black-robed man whispered. "You have nowhere to escape. With every reincarnation, you make choices, and these choices will ultimately lead you to the same ending."

Shen Yiyao's heart trembled violently. She suddenly realized that she wasn't the center of this game, as she had imagined. Instead, she was a chess piece in fate, and this man in black robes was the mastermind behind it all.

"You...you are...the essence of destiny?" Shen Yiyao asked through gritted teeth, "Then what can I do?"

"You can't do anything," the black-robed figure said in a low voice. "You will always be a part of the web of fate. You cannot escape or change it. No matter how you struggle, you cannot shake this void."

A trace of anger flashed in Shen Yiyao's eyes. She gripped the Dragon Sword tightly, and the sword's light shone brightly again: "I don't believe it! I will definitely break this!"

"You cannot resist." The black-robed man sneered, "You have entered the core of time and space. Only by accepting fate can you gain true power."

"I will not surrender!" Shen Yiyao shouted loudly, and her body began to emanate an indescribable powerful aura. The light of the dragon sword was as bright as stars, piercing through the void.

However, at this moment, the black-robed figure suddenly attacked, and an extremely powerful dark force emerged from his palm, completely suppressing Shen Yiyao's sword energy. She felt as if she was trapped in an endless vortex, unable to move.

"You are still too weak," the black-robed man said coldly, "Everything you have experienced is but a teasing of fate. You are but a plaything of history, and you can never escape it."

Endless anger surged in Shen Yiyao's heart, but she still didn't give up. She knew that she hadn't really lost hope yet. At least, she still had one chance.

"If you are really the judge of fate, then I will let you see what true resistance is!" Shen Yiyao whispered, the light in her eyes becoming more and more determined.