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

The core of destruction, the absurd truth of fate

"boom--!"

A deafening roar pierced the endless silence once again. Shen Yiyao's body was suddenly struck by an unimaginable force, and the space around her began to violently distort, as if everything was collapsing in an instant. Her consciousness was blurred, as if she were in countless overlapping realities, and any second could make her lose herself.

"You're such an idiot." Suddenly, an extremely familiar voice broke the chaos of space. Shen Yiyao's body shook violently, and the pain all over her body disappeared instantly, replaced by an unprecedented sense of clarity.

She turned around and saw a serious figure. It was Zhao Yuanming, who appeared in front of her in a way that transcended time and space.

"You're still alive?" Shen Yiyao was filled with shock, her voice a little unnatural. "Weren't you already swallowed up by the cycle of fate that I broke?"

Zhao Yuanming smiled, a smile filled with contempt and disdain. "Break it? Do you think you can break it all?" He pointed at the twisted space around him. "You're just a thin thread in the web of fate. Want to break free? What a joke!"

"You're showing off again!" Shen Yiyao yelled angrily, the dragon sword in her hand bursting out with dazzling light. "I don't believe in your so-called web of fate. As long as I want to do something, no one can stop me!"

Zhao Yuanming's expression instantly turned extremely gloomy. "You will never understand. Your so-called freedom is nothing but an illusion. You have simply fallen into a deeper dream. You have always been under my control, Shen Yiyao."

"You are the dream!" Shen Yiyao roared angrily. She gripped the dragon sword tightly, and the sword energy instantly tore through the surrounding void. In an instant, the cracks in the void began to spread in all directions, time and space continued to twist and crack, and the entire universe seemed to begin to collapse.

"hiss--!"

The moment she exerted her strength, Zhao Yuanming suddenly vanished, and the entire space underwent a sudden qualitative change. Shen Yiyao stood in an endless void, surrounded by nothingness. Even she herself began to blur, as if existence itself had become unstable.

"You're nothing more than a puppet." Zhao Yuanming's voice rang out again, but this time, it came from all directions. "You thought you had broken free from the constraints of time and space, but in reality, you've simply entered the next reincarnation I've arranged for you. Every time you thought you'd broken free, every time you thought you'd defeated me, you've actually entered a deeper mystery. You've never left this cycle; every choice you make is predetermined."

Shen Yiyao's eyes widened: "Are you saying——"

"That's right," Zhao Yuanming said with a hint of helplessness, "You've already entered your tenth reincarnation. Every time you awaken, it means you've entered another cycle. You thought you were breaking your fate, but in the end, you've only been trapped deeper by me."

Shen Yiyao's body began to tremble violently, and a wave of intense pain and panic washed over her. She had once believed she was fighting Zhao Yuanming's fate, but now she realized she had never truly left this cycle of reincarnation. Each "breakthrough" was merely the restart of another virtual world.

"Impossible! This is impossible!" Shen Yiyao shouted in a low voice, almost collapsing.

Zhao Yuanming's laughter echoed in the void again, tinged with endless amusement. "How could you possibly understand? You always thought you could break free from the shackles of fate, but you don't even understand the true meaning of 'fate'."

Suddenly, Shen Yiyao's eyes lit up. She saw a speck of light. It flickered in the void, gradually growing larger, transforming into a gigantic, psychedelic image. Her heart raced, and a familiar feeling rose from the depths of her being—that image, surprisingly, was herself.

"What is this?" Shen Yiyao's voice was a little uncertain.

"This is you, you in your tenth reincarnation." Zhao Yuanming's voice came slowly, with a hint of ruthlessness. "Do you see clearly? You keep repeating the same fate and can never escape it."

"You people..." Shen Yiyao swung her sword angrily, but her sword energy silently dissipated in the air, as if absorbed by some force. Her heart was filled with shock and fear. This scene was all too familiar to her—she had seen this light, that image, countless times in this cycle of reincarnation, and each time, she believed she had changed her fate.

"Change? You haven't changed anything at all!" Zhao Yuanming's laughter rang out again, this time even more harshly. "You think you've destroyed the world, but in reality, every destruction you make is just restarting the game. All your efforts, all your resistance, are just providing data for our experiments."

Shen Yiyao's heart began to beat violently, her mind in a tangle of thoughts. Her hands began to tremble, and her heart was filled with an unprecedented sense of collapse.

Suddenly, the light in the space flickered again. Shen Yiyao's eyes widened. The light began to expand, transforming into a massive vortex. In the vortex, time and space began to overlap crazily, reality and illusion intertwined, and all rules began to collapse.

"You...you mean..." Shen Yiyao's voice was almost torn apart by fear.

"Yes, Shen Yiyao," Zhao Yuanming's voice was like a deep thunder. "You have entered an infinite vortex of time. Everything you have experienced, all the choices you have made, are arranged by us. And you will never be able to escape this. You are nothing more than a test subject of fate, and we are the gods who created it."

The light spot flashed before Shen Yiyao's eyes again, and this time, the light spot began to grow bigger and bigger, turning into an ever-twisting vortex, as if it was going to suck the entire universe into it.

"No!" Shen Yiyao roared. She raised the dragon sword with all her strength and stabbed it fiercely at the whirlpool.

However, before the tip of the sword touched the vortex, Shen Yiyao's body was completely swallowed up by the invisible force. The whole world turned into a white light at this moment. All the sounds, all the images, and even her consciousness completely disappeared.

The world restarts.