High Martial Arts: Liver Becomes the Master of the Universe

Chapter 414 Mysterious Demon Spirit, Silent Corridor

The Chosen Battlefield, deep within the second layer of the spirit realm.

After passing through the dark spiral staircase, Qin Feng arrived at the Silent Corridor.

This is a vast library floating in the void. There is no ceiling, only endless bookshelves filled with ancient books that gleam with different lights. Countless translucent books hover in the air like birds.

There is no sound here. All sound has been forcibly stripped away by the rules.

As soon as Qin Feng stepped inside, a system notification sounded in his ear:

[Current zone rule: Mute.]

[Penalty for violators: Removal of the tongue and vocal cords.]

[Communication method: Text/mental visualization only.]

Qin Feng raised an eyebrow.

He saw several creatures with huge eyes and bodies that flowed like ink floating beside a bookshelf not far ahead.

Mysterious demon spirit.

They have no physical form and feed on knowledge and souls.

Upon seeing Qin Feng enter, several demonic spirits immediately surrounded him. Instead of attacking, they displayed lines of blood-red text in the air:
"Mortals either answer riddles or become nourishment for books."

Riddle 1: What has four legs in the morning, two legs at noon, and...

"boring."

Qin Feng didn't speak, but instead used his divine sense to inscribe two golden characters in the air.

It's not about answering a riddle.

Instead, they were reviewing the papers.

As a supreme being of the universe, he possessed an immense amount of knowledge. This kind of Sphinx puzzle was no better than kindergarten level for him.

But he was too lazy to answer.

He directly used the power of "rule modification." Although it was limited in the Chosen Battlefield, in this purely logical realm, his mental power was the highest authority.

As the words "[Examination]" fell to the bottom.

The demons suddenly trembled violently. To their surprise, the question they had posed had been judged as a "basic error."

Qin Feng's fingers moved rapidly through the air, and red correction symbols pierced the demon spirit's body like sharp swords.

“The logic doesn’t make sense.”

"cliche."

"Lacks originality."

puff!puff!puff!
The three demonic spirits exploded instantly, turning into pools of black ink.

They weren't killed, they were humiliated to death. Because their core logic couldn't withstand this kind of dimensional reduction attack from a higher-dimensional perspective.

The viewers in the live stream were stunned.

"...What is he doing? Is he correcting the monster's homework?"

"And they even made the monsters dead?"

"Is this the overwhelming power of a top student?"

After passing through the outer bookshelves, Qin Feng arrived at the core area of the library.

This is a huge circular plaza. In the center of the plaza floats a massive black book bound by chains—the mission objective, "The Primal Sin."

But in front of the book stood a figure.

It was a giant whose entire body was composed of countless complex runes and formulas. It had no face, only a huge mouth.

The guardian of truth: logic.

Upon seeing Qin Feng, the guardian unleashed a deafening roar of divine sense:

"Halt! Ignorant seeker."

"The area ahead is forbidden territory. Only those who have passed through the 'Truth Game' can pass through."

"The rules are as follows: We take turns stating a point of view. If the other party cannot refute or prove its falsity, they lose. The loser will be eliminated by the rules."

This is a classic example of a "logical dead end".

Because the Guardian is connected to the entire library's database, it holds all the truth in this dimension. To argue with it is like arguing with an encyclopedia.

Qin Feng stopped and looked at the giant made of runes.

He smiled.

His smile was cold.

"A game of truth? That's interesting."

"To save time, you can go first."

The guardian showed no mercy, runes swirling around its body as it unleashed its first deadly attack:
"Statement: The ultimate destination of life is death. This is an irreversible process of thermodynamic entropy increase."

This is an ironclad law of physics, almost impossible to refute.

In the live broadcast room, countless scientists shook their heads in despair.

"It's over, this is absolute truth. How can Qin Shen refute it? Unless he can overturn the second law of thermodynamics."

However, Qin Feng merely raised his eyelids slightly.

He wrote a line of text in the air:

"Rebuttal: That applies to closed systems. But the universe is not closed, and—I am the reverse entropy."

boom!
A surge of immense life force erupted from Qin Feng's body. It was no ordinary life force; it was the power of the "Primordial Dao Body's" endless cycle of life and death.

The air around him began to flow backward, and the broken floor tiles automatically repaired themselves.

He is using facts to refute physics.

The Guardian's rune-like body flickered violently.

"Warning... Logical conflict... High-dimensional variable detected... Decision: Rebuttal valid."

Although it is the BOSS, it must abide by logical rules. Qin Feng's very existence is a violation of conventional physical laws.

"It's my turn."

Qin Feng took a step forward.

He looked at the guardian, his eyes becoming as deep and unfathomable as an abyss.

"listen."

He wrote a seemingly simple, but actually unsolvable, sentence in the air:
"That statement is a lie."

silence.

Deathly silence.

The guardian's massive runic body suddenly froze.

Its core processor began to operate at full speed, trying to analyze the truth or falsehood of the statement.

"Analyzing……"

"If this statement is true, then it is saying that it is a lie, therefore it is false."

"If this statement is false, then the statement 'it is a lie' is false, therefore it is true."

"True = False? False = True?"

This is a classic "liar paradox".

For humans, this is merely an interesting mental game. But for these rule-bound creatures that rely on near-mechanical logic for survival, it is a deadly virus.

"Error... Error... Logical infinite loop..."

The guardian's body began to tremble violently, and the runes on his body started to scramble, their color changing from blue, representing reason, to a frenzied red.

"Unable to resolve! Unable to resolve!"

"Requesting database support... Database overflow..."

Qin Feng stood with his hands behind his back, quietly watching this scene.

"So-called omniscience is often the greatest constraint."

"Your underlying code is too rigid."

“Ahhhhhh——!!!”

The guardian let out a final, piercing scream of divine consciousness.

Its core logic failed to handle the paradox of infinite recursion, causing the temperature to instantly exceed the critical value.

Boom——! ! !
The giant made of runes disintegrated on its own before everyone's eyes.

Countless rune fragments exploded like fireworks, dazzling yet deadly.

It wasn't killed by a knife, but rather "burned" to death by a logical trap.

Qin Feng waved away the dust in front of him and walked straight to the black book.

Reach out and break the chain.

Take the book. [Task complete.]

[Method of kill: Logical breakdown.]

[Rating: SSS level (Intelligence crushes the competition).]

[Announcement across the entire network: Qin Feng, the Chosen One of the Human Race, has killed the Guardian of Truth using a "logical paradox."]

"..."

"I don't understand. What's so offensive about that sentence?"

"I'm a member of the Machine Race... my processor almost burned out just now. This human is too insidious! He exploited a vulnerability in the underlying mechanisms of the rule-based beings!"

"This is more terrifying than simply punching someone to death... It means that he has also reached the top of the intellectual level."

"Who would dare to outsmart humans in the future? They'd probably die without even knowing how they died."

Qin Feng opened the book "The Primordial Sin" in his hand.

The book does not record evil, but rather the ultimate study of "language" and "rules" from the previous era.

"I see. The so-called sin is breaking the gods' monopoly on knowledge."

Qin Feng closed the book and converted it into a quest item to submit.

[Congratulations to Qin Feng, the Chosen One of the Human Race, for completing the quest "Sigh in the Mist".]

【Rewards:】

Civilization Creation: [Tower of Common Knowledge (Blueprint)] - Can automatically analyze and translate 99% of the languages and scripts in the universe.

Special Ability: [Eye of Truth (Fragment)] - Can see through illusions and disguises below A-rank (overlaid on Eye of the Ruins).

Feedback on the nation's destiny:

[Civilization Synchronization]: Increases the language learning ability of all Humans by 1000%. Obtains the "Universal Common Language" basic pack.

[Mind Overclocking]: The brain development level of all humans is increased by 5%. The rate of inspiration bursts is greatly increased when engaging in creative work.

[Mental Resilience]: Increases the mental resistance of all members by 30%, significantly reducing the incidence of mental illnesses.

As golden light shone upon the real universe, human civilization ushered in an epic leap in the realms of "culture" and "communication."

This is not just about learning a foreign language; it's about rebuilding the Tower of Babel.

Human border, diplomatic space station.

Across the negotiating table was an envoy from the "Blackscale Clan." He spoke in a garbled, grating language, his expression menacing, seemingly issuing a threat of war.

The translation machine next to it was slow to decipher this obscure dialect, only able to translate fragmented words like "destruction" and "attack".

The atmosphere was tense, and the guards' fingers were already on the trigger.

“I can’t understand... there’s no way to communicate.” Wang Xiu’s forehead was sweating. “If we misjudge, it will be an interstellar war.”

at this time.

The 【Civilization in Harmony】has arrived.

Wang Xiu's mind suddenly cleared. Those jarring syllables were automatically deconstructed and reassembled in his mind, transforming into clear semantics.

To his surprise, the other party wasn't threatening him, but rather...complaining?
Blackscale Clan envoy: "...Your patrol boats are too bright! They're blinding our laying mothers! If you don't turn off the lights, we'll run you over!"

It turns out it wasn't a declaration of war, but a complaint about light pollution.

Wang Xiu instantly breathed a sigh of relief. He immediately opened his mouth and replied in fluent Black Scale Clan dialect:
"We are very sorry, Your Excellency. We will immediately adjust the light beam and compensate the noble with two tons of high-energy nutrient solution."

The Blackscale Clan envoy was stunned. Its ferocious face softened instantly.
"You can speak our language? Oh, you should have said so earlier! Since we can communicate, it's no problem at all!"

A war that could have resulted in hundreds of millions of casualties was averted because of the ease of communication.

Art Academy, top-floor studio.

Claire stared blankly at the blank canvas. She wanted to paint the "rhythm of the universe," but no matter how she painted, it felt pale and powerless.

"My mind feels blocked..."

The moment [Mind Overclocking] took effect.

boom!
It was as if fireworks exploded in her mind.

Countless inspirations rained down like a meteor shower. She heard the sounds of colors and saw the shapes of melodies.

She grabbed a paintbrush and began to paint wildly.

No need to think, just let your hands move as you please.

Three hours later.

A painting titled "Echoes of God's Chosen" was created.

There are no figurative objects in the painting, only distorted lines and blocks of light. But anyone who sees this painting can feel the "silent shock" and "logical sharpness" that Qin Feng conveyed in the quiet corridor.

This painting was later hailed as the beginning of the "new Renaissance" in human history.

Scene Three: The Song of the Silent Ones
Location: Special education school, autism rehabilitation center.

Character: Xiaoming, a child with severe autism.

Xiao Ming lived in his own world and hadn't uttered a single word in ten years. He couldn't understand other people's expressions, nor could he express his own needs.

However, under the combined effect of [mental resilience] and [mental overclocking],

In Xiaoming's eyes, the chaotic information in the world suddenly became orderly.

He understood the anxiety in his mother's eyes and the expectation in his teacher's eyes.

He opened his mouth, his vocal cords becoming somewhat dry from long periods of disuse.

"Mother……"

The mother, who was tidying up her toys, suddenly shuddered, and the building blocks in her hands fell to the ground.

She turned around abruptly and saw her son looking at her, his eyes no longer empty, but filled with light.

“I’m here,” Xiaoming said clearly.

That was the soul's first response to the world after the connection of thoughts.

……

Humans are becoming smarter, more sensitive, and more inclusive.

The strength of a civilization lies not only in its physical might, but also in its intellect and spirit.

The Chosen Battlefield.

Qin Feng carefully put away "The Primordial Sin" and walked out of the silent corridor.

But he didn't get a chance to rest.

As he ventured deeper into the second layer of the spirit world, the surrounding mist not only failed to dissipate but instead became even thicker.

It was a colorful, hallucinogenic mist.

The system notification sounded again, with an eerie echo.

[Warning: Extremely stable mental fluctuations detected in the Chosen One.]

[Trial Quest Triggered: Self-Deception.]

[Mission Description: The entrance to the third layer of the Spirit Realm has been sealed by the "Law of Mirrors." Anyone attempting to enter must confront the reflection within their own heart.]

[Mission Objective: Enter the "Mirror of Truth" and defeat your mirror image.]

[Special Note: The mirror image possesses 100% of your attributes, skills, memories, and even the dark side of your subconscious.]

Time limit: 6 hours.

Qin Feng stopped in his tracks.

Before him, the mist dissipated, revealing a huge mirror standing in the wilderness.

There is a person standing in the mirror.

He looked exactly like him, wore the same black clothes, and held the same god-slaying spear.

The only difference was that Qin Feng in the mirror had black eyes and a wicked, arrogant smile on his lips.

"Defeat myself?"

Qin Feng looked at his reflection in the mirror with a strange expression.

"Does this system have some misunderstanding about my abilities?"

"Throughout my journey, the person I've most wanted to kill is often myself."