Outside the Cloud-Gap Corridor, Baros and two Imperial Guards looked up simultaneously.

They saw the eternal thunderstorm above the island condensing into a giant silver eye.

"The Observer Council... has finally taken action personally." Baros gripped his warhammer tightly.

The eighth floor of the Nest of a Thousand Mirrors, deep within the starry sky.

Zi Yuan, Blue Bird, and Leng Ningxue passed through the giant mirrored gate and stepped into this void star field.

There was no ground beneath their feet, only endless darkness and distant stars; strangely, every star was a mirror, reflecting their figures from different timelines.

"Welcome to the 'Corridor of Possibilities'." A calm voice came from the center of the starry sky.

A silver circular mirror with a diameter of a hundred meters floated there, its surface as smooth as water, showing no reflection.

Standing before the mirror was a humanoid creature in a white robe with blurred features.

Rather than a living being, it was more like a manifested cluster of logical concepts.

"I am the successor of the Mirror Pupil, the Seventh Seat of the Observer Council, the Silent Observer."

The humanoid creature bowed slightly, "By order of the Council, I am here to reclaim the resonance core and invite you three to become new observation samples."

Blue Bird sneered, "Invite? An invitation through force?"

"Force is an inefficient means." The Silent Observer raised a hand, and the mirrored stars in the sky lit up simultaneously, each mirror reflecting a different battle scene.

They were all timelines where the three of them might have failed in past battles. "We prefer to demonstrate inevitability. For example, in 97.3% of timelines, you cannot pass through this floor."

Leng Ningxue's icy gaze swept across those mirrors as data streams calculated frantically: "He is using Mirror Probability to interfere with our cognition. Every time we look at a mirror, our subconscious accepts one of those failure possibilities, and our will to fight weakens accordingly."

"Then don't look!" Zi Yuan unsheathed her long blade, the blade light slashing directly at the Silent Observer!

But the moment the blade light touched him, the Silent Observer turned into countless mirror fragments and reassembled elsewhere.

"It's useless." The Silent Observer's voice came from all directions, "Here, I am possibility itself. Every attack you make creates a new parallel image, and I will exist in all images."

The mirrored stars began to rotate, each mirror shooting out a silver beam of light that interlaced into a logical grid in the air, enveloping the three of them.

Blue Bird's thunderstorm struck the grid but was evenly distributed among all the mirrors, failing to even stir a ripple.

Leng Ningxue tried to freeze the space, but the low temperature was reflected back at her when it touched the mirror surface; she groaned, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

"Rational calculation shows that your probability of winning is lower than 0.7%." The Silent Observer's voice remained calm.

"Give up resistance, hand over the location of the resonance core, and I can guarantee you will enjoy freedom of thought after becoming observation samples."

Zi Yuan's knuckles turned white as she gripped her blade.

She looked at Blue Bird, then at Leng Ningxue, and suddenly laughed.

"Hey, do you two remember that time on Lei Hai Floating Island when we were surrounded by the Sin Colossus?" Her voice carried a hint of madness. "What was the win rate °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° back then?"

Leng Ningxue wiped away the blood: "The calculation at the time was 0.03%."

"And the result?"

"We won." Blue Bird grinned, lightning exploding on his gauntlets.

"So—" Zi Yuan held her long blade high. The Mirror Prism: Thunder Resonance she had just obtained appeared on the blade, lightning runes spreading along its length.

"What I hate most are bastards like you who think they've calculated everything."

She poured all of her blade intent into the prism.

The prism shattered, and the lightning runes fused with her Tide-Breaking Blade Intent, turning into a purple thunderstorm blade light that slashed not at the Silent Observer, but at all the mirrored stars in the sky!

"It's useless," the Silent Observer said calmly. "Attacking all images will only disperse your power."

"Who said I was attacking?" Purple flames burned in Zi Yuan's eyes. "I am resonating—"

The moment the blade light touched the first mirror, the phantom of a defeated Blue Bird from a certain timeline reflected within it suddenly looked up.

Then the second, the third...

In all the mirrors, those failure possibilities that should have been mere illusions simultaneously ignited with purple flames.

"How is this possible?!" For the first time, a tremor appeared in the Silent Observer's voice. "Mirror Probability does not allow possibilities to awaken autonomously!"

"But emotion does." Leng Ningxue pressed her hands to the ground.

Though there was no physical entity beneath her, her ice crystal calculations had invaded the underlying logic of this star field. "You made a mistake: you treated our projections from different timelines as dead data."

"But every projection carries our true emotions from that moment. And Zi Yuan's blade intent has awakened these emotional echoes."

Blue Bird laughed loudly, his thunderstorm domain fully unfolding: "That's right! Even if we lose in 99% of the timelines..."

"...in the remaining 1%, we will definitely win! And now, every version of us across all timelines is choosing that 1%!"

In the starry sky, thousands of mirrors shattered simultaneously.

Every fragment reflected the burning figures of Zi Yuan and the others.

The Silent Observer's logical body began to disintegrate, and he looked at everything in disbelief: "Irrational variables... beyond calculation..."

The mirror fragments converged deep in the starry sky, finally condensing into a pyramid composed of countless tiny mirrors—the resonance core.

Before the Silent Observer completely dissipated, he left one last message: "The Council... will not let you go... The Absolute Rationality Barrier... has been activated..."

Xiangduola Underground Sacred Vault.

The core of inheritance, the oath core, and the resonance core bloomed with light simultaneously.

The three fragments resonated across space, the base of the former Golden Bell Tower site was completely repaired, and the phantom of the bell frame solidified by seventy percent.

But at that moment, the vault's dome shattered completely.

It wasn't smashed by an attack, but opened automatically.

Above the Golden City of Shandora, the silver single eye formed by the merger of twelve data stars now split into three thousand six hundred mirror fragments, each fragment turning into a teleportation gate.

From the gates emerged three thousand six hundred Observer Guards wearing silver uniforms with identical faces.

They held data spears, and cold logical runes pulsed in their eyes.

The leading guard raised his spear and pointed it at the sacred vault:

"Execute Final Clearance Protocol."

"Target: Destroy all fragments and successors."

"The experimental chapter of the Sky Island Epic—"

"Ends here."