I was so focused on writing my book that I almost lost touch with the world, to the point where I wasnt even sure what year it was. If it werent for my brothers New Years greetings in the comments section, I wouldnt have known today was a special day.

  Here is the translation:

  Wishing all brothers and sisters a happy New Years Day, progress in studies, and success in career!

  New year new atmosphere, from today on, Lao Yun will start revising the chapters that everyone is not satisfied with. If you have any suggestions or opinions, feel free to speak out, Lao Yun has only one word - revise!

  This chapter is the first chapter of this book, since its been changed, it starts from scratch, but Lao Yun doesnt dare to take credit for it. The revision of this chapter was done by a friend - Death Destruction, who single-handedly operated on it, and has nothing to do with Lao Yun. Take a look at how well its been revised! Lao Yun is thoroughly impressed, it seems that the so-called true masters who dont show their faces are all hiding among you brothers!

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  In the central region of the vast and desolate plain on the largest continent of Sarast in a certain unknown world...

  As the deafening roar subsided, the two gods known as the Creation God and the Destruction God parted ways once again after their intense battle. Along with the fading light of the explosion, over a thousand angels, demons, and two unfortunate lower-ranking gods who suffered severe injuries vanished. The sky was no longer blue but instead transformed into an eerie kaleidoscope of colors under the impact of immense power. Countless angels, demons, and dozens of beings revered as gods by humans split into two factions, engaging in relentless slaughter. On the ground, people followed their respective deities, clashing fiercely with one another. The earth was not painted red with blood as imagined, for the moment it flowed onto the land, it was instantly blown away by terrifying magical energy and aura. If all went smoothly, future history books might record: "In XXX year, the gods of light and darkness and their followers clashed in a decisive battle on the barren plains of the Saraste continent, ultimately ending with the victory of the light (darkness) faction, later known as the XX War..."

  But the fact is often unexpected, just as both sides were fighting hard to separate, the Creation God suddenly released all the energy he had stored up before, and in the instant when the Destruction God had not reacted yet, he pierced through his opponents body with his sword, revealing an expression that should not appear on the face of a benevolent god. At this moment, the battlefield suddenly fell silent, with despair on the dark side and madness on the bright side. Just as the situation was settled, the Destruction God revealed a sly smile on his face, and at the same time, his sword suddenly appeared from behind the Creation Gods back, pinning him together with the Creation God. Under the Creation Gods expression of surprise, anger, and joy intertwined, the Destruction God said a sentence that only they two could hear: "Mr. Hypocrite, rest assured, I will not abandon you alone!"

  "The...". The Creation God only managed to say this one word before he and the Destruction God were torn to shreds by the powerful energy emitted from their respective swords.

  The onlookers beside, however, looked foolishly at the empty sky as if they hadnt seen this scene. Pitiful brains were processing this unbelievable scene, and even more pitiful was that they would never have a day to react to it again.

  At that moment, the energy scattered from the creation god and the destruction god lost its master and gathered together, distorting space and finally forming a small transparent colorless crystal. The crystal slowly emitted a strange light, as if it was constantly absorbing something invisible. At this time, starting from around the crystal, with a "thunder" sound, space cracked open a large gap. Then, like a chain reaction, the sounds of "thunder" and "crackling" continued unabated around, and the crack spread at an unimaginable speed in all directions. The audience on the edge, who had not yet reacted, was torn to pieces and sucked in without any feeling. However, the crack did not stop its advance due to this, but continued to expand to every corner of the world, destroying everything it passed through. Countless invisible things flowed along the crack towards its source - the crystal stone.

  As the crystal absorbed the last bit of invisible light and turned gray, the entire world shattered like a broken mirror along the cracks into countless pieces. These fragments continued to shatter and disintegrate until they disappeared, leaving only the gray crystal as proof that this world had ever existed.

  It was unclear how much time had passed, maybe a year, maybe a week, or maybe just a second. A strange door appeared in front of the crystal, and a person wearing a gray hooded robe walked out from the door and came to the crystal. He stretched out a thin hand, picked up the crystal, and mechanically threw it into his robe pocket. Then, a tired voice emerged from the hood:

  "The thirteenth!"

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  "Im exhausted!"

  With a weak and listless complaint, in a strange space surrounded by gray cloud-like objects, an old man wearing a gray long gown with a tired face suddenly appeared with a "hiss" sound. A thick-cushioned armchair appeared out of thin air behind him after he snapped his fingers with a loud "crack". After sitting down on the armchair with a thud, the old man hummed comfortably for two seconds before starting to complain to himself:

  "That detestable gray snot! Now I finally understand why it was so thrilled to be defeated and replaced as the Manager after I grasped the principle of zero is infinite, beginning is end. Work, work, work... not a moments rest. Collecting space crystals after the destruction of the dimensional realm, creating new dimensions... all such troublesome and frightening tasks. And every time one side is done, another situation arises on the other side, because the Chaos Principle cant be neglected. Thinking back to when I was the Time Controller Ye An Yu - Zou Hai, the great master who dominated countless dimensional realms with infinite charm and radiant light... (omitted 100,000 words)... now Im not even as good as a package delivery worker! Alas!"

  As he spoke, he suddenly felt thirsty and conjured up a cup of unknown drink out of thin air. He took a big gulp and leaned back in his chair to enjoy the little rest time he had. But suddenly, as if he had sensed something, he jumped up and started shouting:

  "*^%▲＠◎№△@#^ (including hundreds of languages, almost hysterical abuse), just finished collecting the space crystal of the thirteen-dimensional interface, and before I could even sit down, those war-crazy guys who think theyre invincible and superior to others came again. Cant they destroy the world without fighting?! How despicable!!!"

  He finished speaking and suddenly produced a strange-looking door, rushing in with a burst of energy. He walked so fast that he didnt even notice the thirteenth crystal from his painstakingly collected space crystals falling out of his pocket into the color-changing crevice at the edge of the door frame...

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  In a certain mountain villa on the eastern continent of a planet called Earth in an unknown dimensional realm...

  "Im exhausted!"

  With a declaration that was obviously feigned, a black-haired and black-eyed kid in his early teens let out a "huff" and threw himself onto the bed, slamming two tattered books into the corner of the wall before starting to complain to himself:

  "Damn it! After I, a child prodigy, returned triumphantly with two doctoral degrees in metallurgy and mechanics, what welcomed me was not a super luxurious feast but rather my dad and moms three-hour heartfelt admonition, saying that as the next generation of the Cold family, I must diligently practice martial arts, learn well the familys secret techniques Nine Yang Divine Skill and Hundred Battles Knife Method, and even forced me to memorize those two books in one afternoon, making me pay the price of exhausting countless brain cells and almost starving to death!"

  Although what he said was extremely tragic and touching, the actual situation is like this: under the circumstances that he knew he couldnt eat if he didnt finish memorizing and dinner would be served in 50 minutes later, he spent countless brain cells and finally memorized the content of two books completely after an hour. In his words, "The Nine Yang Divine Skill is nothing much, only three or four thousand characters, for a prodigy like me, just looking at it a few times can make me remember it forever! As for the Hundred Battles Knife Method, its even simpler, with nine pictures in total, all of which are of a person holding a knife and chopping, from different angles and positions, some with both hands gripping the knife, some with one hand gripping the knife, each picture has a mouthful of mnemonic next to it, just take a glance and I can remember it!"

  After venting and lying down for a while, the child named Leng Mo walked into the courtyard, walking and saying: "I thought that after finishing school, I could be liberated, but I didnt expect to still have to practice martial arts. Never mind, its nothing for a genius like me. After practicing, I must have a big play and make up for all the debts of the past! Haha!"

  Just as he was indulging in his fantasy, a few thousand meters above him, space suddenly opened up a fissure, and a gray crystal stone fell out of the fissure and began to fall freely. Strangely, no matter how strong the wind was, the crystal stone fell straight down without any influence. One thousand meters... five hundred meters... fifty meters, the crystal stone accurately hit the young master who was immersed in his fantasy. At this moment, the crystal stone emitted a dazzling light, and with a "whoosh" sound, the crystal stone and our young master disappeared together. If that strange old manager had seen this scene at this time, he would have been extremely surprised, because in his impression, space crystals were a kind of very dangerous bomb that could destroy the dimensional realm. The reason for recovering the crystal was to prevent it from colliding with other dimensions and exploding. In fact, space crystals are a very strange thing. If they collide strongly with thoughtless objects such as the earth or water, an explosion will occur, but if they collide with living beings... (there is no precedent). So in a certain sense, our young master inadvertently saved his dimensional realm from destruction and saved the world he lived in.

  And our hero (?) felt that saving the world was just a flash of silver light in the sky, and then he was stunned to find that he couldnt move at all. His whole body was torn apart with pain, and then... the space around his body began to distort, and the next moment... he completely lost consciousness!