Curse Reply: I'm going to fight the Myriad Corpse Immortal, the highest level one!

"Yes, I still have a trump card, but there's no need to use it in this rain that's sweeping away logic."

In the memory universe completely enveloped by the logic decoupling symbol, Xia Jie half-squatted down and said this to Sayer, who immediately transformed into the outwardly cold but inwardly cloying Wood Bead Fairy form after discovering that the catgirl form was useless.

There's an old saying in the 21st century: "True gold fears no fire." Firing removes impurities, making the gold at the bottom even purer. I think memories are similar.

"I believe that memory is the blueprint of the universe, while logic is the impurity of memory."

"Since logic is a naturally existing principle of cognition, a fundamental ability that our consciousness inherently possesses, why use memory to contain it?"

"What...did you say?"

Sayer was bewildered, not because he lacked comprehension, nor because he had become deaf like Kurosaki Ichigo.

On the contrary, it was precisely because he understood Xia Jie's plan that he found Xia Jie even more unreasonable.

"She was confident that she could defeat me in the memory universe by relying on the iterative tree, but she refused to believe that her consciousness could withstand this gentle rain of logic."

"You're just a fish crossing the river, yet you lack the ambition to leap over the dragon gate. Your purity is too low, Laosa."

"You should be able to understand. Right now, we are merely the holders of memories, not the memories themselves."

"Even if we were to ascend to godhood, we would only become the embodiment of memory, not a fundamental existence like the 'meta-memory of the universe'."

"Not to mention the higher levels of 'memory of memories,' or even 'memory itself.'"

"Therefore, this logical rain that can wash away our impurities is undoubtedly a rare and precious opportunity!"

For those who have lost the will to live, there may not be great terror between life and death.

For 99% of those who faced death, there was no great chance between life and death.

In most cases, death is just death; it is a pitiful, painful, meaningless, and valueless empty shell.

However, this colorful and romantic rain of death does not belong to "most".

It contained both great terror and great opportunity, but Sayer alone tasted the former, while Xia Jie headed for the latter.

"Please, don't say that."

Sayer remained in the prostration position, and although she was still praying, an inextinguishable light had been rekindled in her eyes.

As a human capable of betraying Xia Jie, as an old monster who has survived from the beginning of time to the present, no matter how despicable, lowly, or cowardly he may be, he must possess qualities or strengths that ordinary people do not have.

At this moment, what surfaced in Sayer's mind was precisely the astonishing wisdom that had sustained him through countless failed futures, allowing him to reach where he was now!

"Think more, Sayer, think more! As long as there's a solution to a problem, you'll definitely be able to solve it!"

Sayer said to himself.

It is known that the effect of the spell rain is to disrupt logical chains, and the reason why the spell is so powerful is that it can leverage the infinite from a half-dead universe.

It is also known that after the spirituality of causality was burned away by karmic fire, he completely mastered the succession tree, and that Xia Jie was not bluffing, but was truly unafraid of death.

Even though the divine position of memory is within reach, what cannot be obtained is no different from what does not exist. Now that cooperation has been rejected and begging for mercy is useless, he must decisively abandon the illusory benefits.

In order to evade Xia Jie's self-inspection, it mimicked the superimposed tree of stars within the standard star map. The moment it sensed the complex adaptation program of Mo Xu Luo, it packaged itself as harmless and useless information noise, bypassed Mo Xu Luo's firewall, and gradually translated its own structure into Xia Jie's adaptation results.

It's like a few extra, harmless veins on a leaf, or a few negligible scratches on a key.

The iterative tree, broken down into smaller parts, is treated as redundant information generated by the principle of adaptation, thus circumventing Xia Jie's self-detection.

Xia Jie had previously worried about the out-of-control adaptation principle, which showed signs of becoming like a mountain of shit, but it was ultimately exploited.

"Come, cascading tree, let us become one."

Under Xia Jie's intrigued gaze, Sayer, having understood Xia Jie's true nature, removed her fairy form and reverted to her original appearance, then gave orders to the Metamorphosis Tree.

As soon as the words were spoken, the Tree of Generations, disguised as ordinary memories, appeared from the endless ocean of memories, coalescing into a colorless causal network resembling the Beast of Elden.

The ribbons of star clusters, the billowing clouds, the coiled spider webs, the crystals of snowflakes, as well as branches, leaf veins, ant nests, river networks, blood vessels, and nerves—the threads of cause and effect are the threads of all things, naturally blending into all things without being noticed.

Now, the vast web of cause and effect has been completely integrated into Sayer's body of memory.

"You don't mind if I do something little before I leave, do you, Lord of Memories?"

Lao Sa, who had barely managed to regain a semblance of his strength amidst the terror of life and death, asked.

"Hehe, go ahead and do it."

Xia Jie waved her hand, quietly waiting for the logic rain to trigger her.

With Xia Jie's permission, Sayer placed his hand on the memory cocoon formed by the laws of the universe.

As soon as the hand touched the crystal wall, a pure white light rain, highly similar to the logic rain, was born.

Countless points of light converged into raindrops, which fell on Sayer, coating him with layers of pure white light.

If we're talking about leveraging infinite energy, the Shell of Memory and the Half-Dead Universe are the same.

Sayer's body of memory collapsed into infinitely small memory points, which were then enveloped by endless pure white raindrops, forming a sphere that burst forth from the crystalline chrysalis of memory.

After the pure white sphere of light shot out, it did not react with the golden decoupling symbol; it simply pushed it away and disappeared into the vast darkness.

Sayer deciphered the principle of the logical decoupling symbol, and then, with Xia Jie's tacit approval after she removed the suppression, imitated the logical rain to create a sufficient amount of isolation runes, thus escaping the encirclement of rune rain that was only aimed at the memory pupa.

He thought he was doomed, but he found a glimmer of hope.

"Hmph! Trying to escape?"

Within the opened extraterrestrial causal bubble, the unified entity instantly replicated a large number of its sub-entities, which then pursued the enemy on the back of the split causal bubble.

In a universe devoid of cause and effect, apart from special entropy fission and decoupling symbols, only those with inherent cause and effect can accomplish meaningful movement.

at the same time--

"The time of birth has come, from which all things flow forth."

The one who sang was Xia Jie.

Without Sayer's interference, he gladly broke through the shell of memory and began the rebirth of the universe in the activated logical decoupling symbol.