Their faces were expressionless, their voices like metal grinding together, carrying an irresistible final judgment:
"Transgressor Chu Qing, you have disturbed the material source and violated the initial compilation layout. According to the underlying rules, you have been marked as an 'uncorrectable logic bug.' Execute [Dimensional Reconstruction Purge] immediately!"
The Guardians raised their hands, and billions upon billions of golden restriction runes flew out of the rulebook, weaving through the void into a vast net capable of completely formatting any existence. Carrying a pressure that could make the universe collapse, it lunged straight at Chu Qing:
[Rulebook Directive: Force dimensional layout clearing on the target and reclaim all of its spatial occupancy.] [System-Level Attack: Activate "Logic Compression Damage," compressing all matter within this block to an infinitely small state until its logical attributes completely disappear!]
This was a strike known as "compression damage." It did not destroy your shell, but forcibly altered the physical space you occupied, "compressing" you until not even a single molecule remained—deleting you from the database and making you run for it on a physical level.
"Compression damage? Layout clearing? You think my Shiji Immortal Faction is something you can just lay out however you like?"
Chu Qing stood coldly atop the immortal ship, looking at the golden net blotting out the sky and covering the earth, the corner of his mouth lifting in a cold, sharp arc. He did not choose to tear it apart by brute force, because that would only make the system report an error and trigger an even fiercer counterattack.
"Since you all like layouts so much, then today I'll change the rules of this book for you!"
Chu Qing brought his fingers together like a sword, and the newly evolved [Law Reconstruction Ripple] instantly enveloped the heavy rulebook. He did