The circular phantom vanished into thin air, instantly eliminated without a doubt.

[Even its original form, whose whereabouts are unknown, vanished along with it... It's possible that this illusory figure was the original, but its racial characteristics made it inherently appear more ethereal.]

"I was a little too hasty," you said, wiping away non-existent cold sweat.

Turning to look at the guards still standing there dumbfounded, he thought to himself that he should have spared the phantom's life so he could use it for mind-reading and interrogation.

[But the tense and thrilling life-or-death struggle just now didn't allow you to think too much. You were too immersed in the atmosphere at the time to spend time carefully adjusting the nerf multiplier; you just nerfed it to the minimum first.]

Even if we don't get any information this time, we can always try again in the next game.

[You didn't abandon your plan to eliminate the round disc, but instead decided to maintain the state of killing it first, and then observe the changes that have occurred in the Nine-Nine Heavens.]

To observe the changes in the entire universe, one naturally needs to enter its very center, the "Governing Space."

[There are still over nine hundred cosmic rulers here, responsible for regulating the Nine-Nine Heavens. They didn't accompany the other five thousand colleagues to watch you undergo your tribulation, thus sparing them from the instant kill by the round cake.]

[It's tragic, really. The round cake only killed those cosmic rulers who were just watching the show. You, the mastermind, along with your 36,000 celestial companions and even the hundred-odd tools on the verge of breakthrough, all escaped unscathed.]

[When you returned to the ruling space, some of the rulers who remained there raised questions. Although they hadn't been there in person, they had witnessed everything through surveillance cameras and similar means.]

"What's the deal with that disc?"

"Those despicable disc-shaped creatures nearly wiped out our entire ruling class!"

"Are they really dead...? That can't be right. You're on the edge of the universe. They must have been moved outside of it, right?"

"I don't believe it! Our master could never be that round cake! It's too cruel and heartless, I don't believe it!"

"That round cake seems to have vanished into thin air..."

You shook your head.

"Didn't I say before? This is only in the future... Although they died, they didn't actually die."

"For now, don't worry about whether they're dead or not. Listen to me, get on with the research."

[You signal them to quiet down and carefully examine the permissions within the controlled space to determine if there have been any changes compared to the past.]

[At your urging, these rulers of the universe tried what you said, and they were all stunned.]

They inherently possess certain additional permissions to regulate the universe within this space; these permissions do not belong to them but are granted by this space.

However, these permissions have limits, including restrictions on time, intensity, and scope.

This means they can only make minor adjustments to certain areas of the Nine Heavens.

But things are different now.

[It's incredibly smooth and seamless; using those permissions feels like being in creative mode!]

[While it hasn't reached the omnipotent level of a true cosmic ruler, it's at least hundreds of millions of times stronger than before!]

If we consider the true ruler of the universe as a game developer, capable of adding settings and rewriting the game framework at will, it's similar to transforming Plants vs. Zombies into a parabolic shooting game like Angry Birds.

After you killed the discoid creatures, they gained console access, essentially becoming cheaters. While they can't modify the overall structure of the universe, they can make adjustments in various directions based on it.

[Similar to adding some new plants to the original Plants vs. Zombies, but the gameplay remains the same: linear tower defense and collecting sunlight.]

"It seems that after I killed the Celestial Lord residing in the core of the control panel, the core of power that it had been holding was also released."

[You seem lost in thought, so you interrupt this future and start a new one.]

In the newly opened future scenario, the calamity is still piled up to 100 levels to trigger the phantom of the round disc.

[This time, we'll reduce it to a mortal level and send our underlings to read its memories!]

You stand beside it, chin in hand, watching the sphere being controlled, its memories spanning countless trillions of years being searched.

From the very beginning, you were in the wrong in this matter; you went too far in the future.

[A single misstep could unleash the most devastating cataclysm, destroying a vast cosmic structure—it's like playing with fire on someone else's turf.]

Even if it tries to kill you later, it's not its fault; it's your problem.

So you won't retaliate... at most, a mysterious figure will appear in the future, beat it up, turn it from a disc into a plate, and then mold it into a sphere.

But you always feel there's something seriously wrong with this Lord of the Universe, especially some of his words, which have a chilling undertone.

[For example, phrases like "evolving from scratch" and "creating the world."]

Its words appear directly in your hearts. Although they may sound mysterious, they have been translated into the most common and easily understood meaning in the hearts of you listeners, without any ambiguity, misleading information, or other derivative meanings.

The meaning of "evolving from scratch..." is to return the entire universe to chaos, evolve into primordial chaos, and start the universe anew, destroying all living beings in the Nine Realms and ushering in a great rebirth after the great destruction.

The specific meaning of "creation of heaven and earth" becomes even clearer: an experimental field, an experimental field on a cosmic scale.

[In the eyes of the Round Cake, all living beings in the Nine Realms are insignificant. It truly regards this universe as its complete property, and those inferior to it have no human rights, which it can destroy and overthrow at will.]

You are disappointed and displeased with its behavior.

If you can't beat it, of course you should hide as far away as possible and only condemn it from behind.

Now that we possess sufficient power, why not pluck a single hair to benefit the world?

"Haki, how can you treat the creatures of your own territory like this?"

"What do you take all these beings in the universe who believe in you and respect you for?!"

"How can someone who's merely a 21.5 billion-level Celestial Lord act so arrogantly?"

"You've forgotten your roots, Haki Biscuit! You've forgotten that you were once just a weak little biscuit, just one of the ordinary people!"

"Today I'll wake you up, I'll correct your twisted divinity!"

Your heart is surging with emotion, a mini-drama unfolding within you.

Yun Shou: "..."

"Speaking of which, it wanted to destroy the universe and recreate the world... Could it be that it woke up one day to find that its original race was gone, and its mentality collapsed?"

"B's seduction of a hundred calamities was merely the fuse that lit the bomb barrel."