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

Broken fate, nirvana rebirth

Shen Yiyao's consciousness drifted in an endless radiance, as if everything had vanished in that moment. She couldn't sense her own body, or the world around her, as if she were the only being in the universe. Her thoughts didn't stagnate, but instead raced at an unprecedented speed.

Fate, Zhao Yuanming, reincarnation...

These words exploded like bombs in her mind. What force was manipulating everything she had experienced? Zhao Yuanming claimed to be the master of her fate, but she didn't believe it could so easily bind her. She had been pushed to this point and could no longer retreat.

"What do you want?" Shen Yiyao's voice echoed in the endless light. She felt like she had broken through a certain limit, but the struggle deep within her heart remained. She was not a pawn willing to be manipulated, never.

Zhao Yuanming's laughter echoed through the void once again, thick with mockery and coldness. "You're asking me what I want? You're asking what a being who has seen the ultimate would want?"

Shen Yiyao's heart suddenly sank. She knew she had fallen into a bottomless vortex. No matter how she resisted, no matter how she struggled, the web of fate still bound her tightly. Every word Zhao Yuanming said was like a sharp arrow piercing her heart, and she couldn't ignore it.

However, at this moment, Shen Yiyao's eyes suddenly flashed with a faint light. This light didn't come from her surroundings, but from deep within her heart. An indescribable power quietly awakened within her, as if countless possibilities were converging on her.

She suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze like a sharp blade that pierced everything. "I am the master of my destiny," Shen Yiyao whispered.

Her voice wasn't loud, but it was filled with immense power. That power came from a deep awakening within her, a fearless determination. She knew that at this moment, she was no longer a pawn in Zhao Yuanming's hands, no longer bound by the constraints of fate.

"Do you think you can control everything?" Shen Yiyao's eyes became sharp, as if they instantly traversed the void and reality. "If fate is truly so powerful, then why am I here? Why am I still standing here alive?"

Zhao Yuanming's laughter abruptly stopped, and a deadly cold air swept over him. Everything in the void seemed to freeze at that moment. Shen Yiyao looked at him, her eyes gleaming with an insolent glint.

Zhao Yuanming's figure suddenly became blurry and distorted. His voice also became increasingly unstable, as if he were experiencing a violent storm. "You...you can't escape, Shen Yiyao! You can never escape!"

"Escape?" Shen Yiyao sneered, "I don't want to escape. Fate isn't set in stone. I don't believe it can't be changed."

As she finished speaking, Shen Yiyao's body began to gradually transform into light, and the light contained an astonishing power. Her consciousness was no longer constrained by the constraints of time and space, as if it had traveled through all dimensions and broken through all restrictions.

She saw countless threads of fate, interwoven like an endless future and past. Each thread was a choice, each carrying countless possibilities. Her eyes began to light up, the web of fate breaking.

"Do you think you can break all this?" Zhao Yuanming's voice appeared again, carrying a strong threat. "Do you think you can transcend the shackles of fate?"

A cold light flashed in Shen Yiyao's eyes. "I am not transcending fate, but reshaping it."

Her hands gradually rose high, radiant with light. With her movements, the entire void began to vibrate, and the web of fate slowly began to unravel. Countless points of light formed around her, radiant like stars. Her consciousness merged with them, sensing the subtle shifts in every strand of fate.

Zhao Yuanming's figure shook violently in the void, as if his power was becoming uncontrollable. His voice grew increasingly frantic: "No... Impossible! You can't control this! You are just a being that cannot escape the cycle of reincarnation!"

"Reincarnation?" Shen Yiyao chuckled. "I don't believe in reincarnation. Reincarnation is just a lie you wove, a shackle that trapped me. You're just afraid, afraid that I would break through this false sky."

Her voice resounded through the void like thunder, shaking the entire universe. With her last words, the web of fate collapsed, all the threads snapped in an instant, and the entire world began to become empty.

Shen Yiyao's body completely transformed into light. She was no longer human, no longer any form of existence. Her consciousness merged into this shattered universe, and she became a new existence, an omnipresent force.

"You..." Zhao Yuanming's voice suddenly turned pale. "How could you possibly...what on earth are you?"

"Me?" Shen Yiyao's voice was still cold. "I am just a rebel against fate. Fate no longer binds me. I am no longer a pawn in your hands."

Zhao Yuanming's figure completely vanished into the void, along with all his existence, as if he had never appeared. Shen Yiyao's surroundings became silent and silent, as if the world had been completely reshaped by her.

She finally felt a sense of relief, the burden of fate was completely broken, and she welcomed her own new life.

Yet, in this boundless void, Shen Yiyao knew this was just a new beginning. No longer a pawn controlled by Zhao Yuanming, no longer a slave to fate, she would redefine her own future and reshape this shattered world.

The explosion of fate brought her nirvana and rebirth.

Chapter 77: The Core of Destiny, Restarting Against Heaven