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

The end of reincarnation, the ultimate judgment of fate

Shen Yiyao's consciousness seemed to drift in endless darkness. Everything around her became blurry, even time and space seemed to have vanished. She could no longer feel her body, and could no longer even tell whether she was alive or dead. Every moment of loneliness and powerlessness consumed her, as if her very soul was being pressed into a bottomless abyss.

She once disbelieved in fate, believing she could control everything and break free from all constraints. But now, she began to doubt whether she could truly break free from this invisible web. Zhao Yuanming's words kept echoing in her ears, "You have never left this cycle of reincarnation. All your choices are determined by fate."

She began to wonder if she was truly just a tool of fate, a pawn being manipulated. Every struggle, every breakthrough, seemed to only drag her deeper into it. Was she truly powerless to resist?

However, just as she fell into deep despair, a faint light suddenly appeared in her vision. That light pierced through the endless darkness, like a sharp sword that pierced through countless layers of the void, cutting through the heavy atmosphere that oppressed her.

Shen Yiyao's consciousness trembled slightly, as if she sensed a breath of life. She tried to approach the light, but every step was extremely difficult, as if an invisible force was pulling her back, preventing her from moving forward.

"Where... is it?" Shen Yiyao whispered, her voice echoing in the void, but received no response. She couldn't understand the source of the light, nor could she perceive the meaning behind it. Yet, the desire and yearning drove her forward involuntarily.

Just as her consciousness was about to collapse, the light suddenly became brighter, as if the will of some powerful being was infused into it. Shen Yiyao felt a powerful force pushing her forward, carrying her through this empty darkness, through the layers of time and space barriers, and finally arriving at a familiar yet unfamiliar place.

Before her eyes, a vast starry sky gradually appeared, dotted with stars, shimmering with soft light. Beneath this starry sky, she seemed to see a familiar figure, standing there quietly, looking down at the sky.

"You're finally here." The figure slowly turned his head. Shen Yiyao saw the man's face clearly and was shocked instantly.

"You...you are not Zhao Yuanming!" Her voice trembled slightly, but her heart was clear and firm. "Who are you? Why are you here?"

The man smiled slightly, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes: "You can call me the judge of fate."

"The judge of fate?" Shen Yiyao repeated the word, trying to understand its meaning. "You are... the master of fate?"

The Judge nodded. "You could say that. I'm not 'fate' as you understand it, but I am the being that controls fate. You never truly understood what you were facing. Zhao Yuanming is merely a part of fate."

"So, you're saying that Zhao Yuanming is just a part of fate? He is not the real master?" Shen Yiyao could hardly believe it. She tried desperately to sort out the logic of it all, but her brain was filled with an unprecedented shock.

The Judge waved his hand gently, and the space around him began to shift. The starry sky gradually vanished, replaced by a vast void. Within this void, countless fragments of time and space drifted, like scattered, disordered stars.

"This is the true face of fate." The Judge's voice was calm but powerful. "Everyone lives in this endless web of time and space. Every choice, every decision, will affect the direction of the entire universe. And you, Shen Yiyao, are just a tiny thread in it."

Shen Yiyao's heart sank, the faith she had always held in her heart beginning to waver. She had thought she could break free from this web, but now she realized it was far deeper and more complex than she had imagined. Was every choice she made truly the product of fate?

"So, are you saying that all my resistance and efforts are in vain?" she asked through gritted teeth, her voice full of resentment.

The Judge sighed softly, "It's not in vain. Everything you do is part of your destiny. It is for this reason that you have experienced countless reincarnations, and that you seek breakthroughs with each awakening. Destiny is never a fixed outcome, but rather an ever-changing process."

"A constantly changing process?" Shen Yiyao frowned. She felt an indescribable pressure that almost made her breathless. "Then what can I do? Can I escape from all this?"

"Accept? How can I possibly accept all this?" Shen Yiyao's voice was filled with anger and unwillingness. "I don't want to be a slave to fate forever! I want freedom!"

The Judge's gaze was penetrating, as if he saw countless different futures through her. "You have chosen to resist, and resistance itself is a choice. No matter what you choose, it will affect the trajectory of your future. The true secret of fate lies not in whether you can break it, but in how you face it."

"Face..." Shen Yiyao muttered to herself, as if she understood something. "So, I must accept my fate and my role?"

"No." The Judge's voice became unusually firm. "Acceptance does not mean giving up. You can choose to dance with fate in your own way, becoming its master rather than merely being dominated by it."

Shen Yiyao finally understood that her choice was not just about resistance or submission, but about how to find her own place on the stage of fate. She did not need to completely break free from the shackles of fate, but she could find her own course in this river of fate.

"I understand." She took a deep breath, a glimmer of light in her eyes. "If fate is truly inescapable, then I will find my freedom within it!"

The Judge nodded slightly. "You have chosen your own path. Whatever the future holds, it will be the destiny you write for yourself."

Chapter 71: The Collapse of Fate, Fragments of Time and Space