Reforging the Abyss Mark! All Beings of the Myriad Worlds, Heed My Decree!

The Abyss Core.

The enormous Chaos High-Pressure Cooker floated silently in the Void, its metallic sheen deepened by the scorching Origin Flame.

Yang Yu gripped the pressure-release valve with one hand, danger and fervor mingling in his gray-gold eyes.

Xilan stared at the massive Pot Lid, hardly daring to breathe.

Lucifer instinctively stepped forward and tightened her grip on her sword, ready for the worst.

Little White's cat ears stood rigid, and her small hands trembled with nerves.

"God or ghost, get out here and show yourself!"

Yang Yu growled and wrenched the valve open.

Click!

The dull sound of metal unlocking echoed through the deathly still Abyss Core.

Yang Yu seized the heavy Pot Lid and flung it aside.

The moment the Pot Lid opened—

There was no black smoke carrying the imagined, overwhelming stench.

Nor was there a destructive poison gas capable of Formatting all things.

Only a dazzling torrent of pure data, so bright it was almost impossible to look at, shot skyward!

The torrent was a noble, profound gray-gold.

Not a trace of violent energy stirred within it.

Nor did it contain any nauseating scraps of rotting black flesh.

It resembled a river formed from the purest High-Dimensional Origin, hanging quietly above the Abyss.

Xilan stared blankly at the Gray-Gold Torrent, her mind empty.

She had lived for countless Eras and seen every kind of rare treasure.

But she swore she had never felt energy so pure and clean anywhere in this universe!

Lucifer's eyes widened in shock.

She keenly sensed that this immense power held none of the rule-bound Shackles that imposed an upper limit.

There was no surveillance code left by the High-Dimensional Observer.

It was a flawless, unmarked blank slate of High-Dimensional Origin!

"H-how is this possible?" Xilan's voice wavered as though she