Chapter 249: Core Control

Wang Zhitao patted his belly with satisfaction and let out a complex‑tasting belch.

Those three Shadow Guards, together with all their cultivation and law insight, vanished completely from the world, turning into nourishment for the growth of the two brothers.

The extra‑dimensional space fell into death‑like silence again, and only the empty energy cage testified that what had just happened was not an illusion.

"Brother, what shall we do next?"

Wang Zhitao put away his well‑fed, lazy demeanor, and his expression grew solemn again.

Revenge, that was the first step. But thinking of the hidden "Shadow" and the "Longevity Dao Pill" that requires a Devouring Primordial Overlord Body as the main ingredient made him restless.

What on earth is this, which ancient dynasty's wasp nest did their family poke?

Wang Zhize did not answer immediately.

He was quietly feeling the changes around him.

The moment the last Shadow Guard was fully "digested," the entire space seemed to come alive.

No, it didn't come alive—it became… "complete."

If the space earlier was a just‑awakened, somewhat frail giant, then now, after devouring the total energy of three Golden Core masters and a half‑step Nascent Soul, the giant is finally sated and truly awakening.

An indescribable will, gentle yet firm, spread from every corner of the space and finally merged into Wang Zhize's limbs and bones.

The jade tablet in his hand now radiated scorching heat, like a beating heart.

Countless streams of information no longer flooded him violently; instead, they flowed in clear, orderly as a trickling stream into his mind.

【Space structure analysis complete… energy circulation system established… law matrix stable… Core permission transfer commencing…】

These were no longer mere images or insights, but something more fundamental, like the "source code" of this world.

Wang Zhize closed his eyes and "saw."

He saw the whole space's structure: a massive sphere composed of countless twisted, spiraling law runes.

At the sphere's core was a humanoid glow emitting gentle light—the divine soul of Grandpa Wang Shan.

He saw how the three Shadow Guards' energy was absorbed, broken down, refined by the massive sphere, and finally turned into the purest nourishment, repairing and strengthening those law runes.

The energy cage he had used to imprison the Shadow Guards now auto‑decomposed, turning into streams of pure law power that returned to the space's origin, thickening the entire space's law barrier.

"Brother? What's wrong?" Wang Zhitao leaned over, worried, as he looked at the motionless Wang Zhize.

"It's nothing." Wang Zhize opened his eyes, and deep within them seemed a galaxy flow, "Grandpa... is 'upgrading.'"

"Upgrading?" Wang Zhitao scratched his head; he understood the term.

"Hmm." Wang Zhize raised his hand and gently brushed the air before him.

His fingertips could clearly feel the veins of law, as if touching human blood vessels.

This space is Grandpa's body, and they are inside his body.

"How does the old man feel now?" Wang Zhitao asked cautiously.

He is afraid.

Afraid Grandpa is merely a reflected afterglow, afraid this is all just the final fireworks.

"Very good," Wang Zhize replied decisively, "unprecedentedly good. He is no longer just a divine soul, nor a prisoner trapped here. He... is this place."

Wang Zhize's words carried a reverence even he himself had not sensed.

He finally understood Grandpa's true intention.

Sacrifice? No, this is not sacrifice; it's evolution, a bewildering leap in the form of life.

Grandpa Wang Shan used his own body as the "key," the enemy's power as the "furnace," and the bloodlines of the two brothers as the "trigger," forcibly forging himself into a law domain!

He is no longer flesh and blood, but the ruler of this space, the embodiment of all its laws.

"What about me? I feel like I've also… overfilled," Wang Zhitao clenched his fist, feeling endless power coursing through him, his black‑gold tattoos deeper than before, hinting at a breakthrough.

"You devoured their chaotic energy and resentment, refining your Devouring Primordial Overlord Body. Their purest law essence was absorbed by Grandpa to reinforce this space," Wang Zhize explained, the information naturally surfacing in his mind.

Now he is like the space's "super administrator," and the jade tablet in his hand is the "terminal" of the highest permission.

"So that's why the taste seemed strange; the essence was all eaten by Grandpa," Wang Zhitao suddenly understood, then chuckled, "But it's fine, between the two of us, who doesn't eat?"

Wang Zhize watched his carefree brother, and the heaviness in his heart eased a bit.

He refocused his attention on the new ability he had gained.

"Since I'm a 'administrator,' there must be some permissions, right?"

His gaze fell on the two "artworks" he had casually crafted—a Shadow Guard corpse sealed in rock, and an unlucky soul whose body was twisted into a braid.

Although the person was dead and their energy drained, the corpse remained, somewhat eyesore.

A thought rose in his mind.

【Command: Decompose.】

No sound, no visual effect.

The two withered corpses, along with the rocks encasing them, began to disintegrate silently, breaking down at the material level into the tiniest particles before vanishing completely, as if they had never existed.

"Damn!"

Wang Zhitao's eyes bulged, "Brother, what trick is that? Killing and then whipping the corpse, and after whipping, scattering the ashes? That's way too eco‑friendly!"

"I just thought they were a bit eyesore," Wang Zhize said calmly.

But inside him, a massive wave surged.

Is this… the power of controlling the law?

Words become law?

No, not yet. He sensed that his recent "command" was submitted via the jade tablet to the space embodied by Grandpa, and the space itself executed it.

He still cannot create from nothing, nor directly warp the Outside World's reality.

But here, in this domain belonging to the Wang family, he is a god.

"Brother, your ability is so cool! It's like having GM access in a game! Can you conjure a divine artifact for me?" Wang Zhitao's eyes sparkled with anticipation.

"No." Wang Zhize ruthlessly shattered his illusion, "I can only modify and delete, not add for now. Moreover, everything here is the transformation of grandfather's power and cannot be wasted at will."

At this point, Wang Zhize's mind again received a clearer intention from grandfather.

It was no longer a scattered stream of information, but a complete "manual".

He finally understood completely.

This space is not merely a shelter, nor a cage.

It is a movable "Whirlwind Trap Zone", a nascent "Lawful Divine Kingdom" that can grow.

And grandfather is the "Core".

Wang Zhitao's "Devouring Core Overlord Body" is the kingdom's "engine", responsible for swallowing all energy from the Outside World as fuel.

And he himself, Wang Zhize holding the jade tablet, is the kingdom's "Controller", the sole "Key".

Only he can decide the kingdom's opening and closing, entry and exit.

Their three generations—grandfather, father, and grandson—have formed a perfect, self‑evolving closed loop in a way beyond imagination.

"Tao Tao." Wang Zhize turned, solemnly looking at his younger brother.

"Ah? Brother, what's up?"

"We should get ready to leave."

Wang Zhitao was startled: "Leave? Where to? Can we even go out now?"

"Of course." Wang Zhize waved the jade tablet, its warm luster seeming to contain a world, "But before we go, we must first hone our power here to the utmost."

His gaze swept the open, stable space; here there are inexhaustible laws to contemplate and the safest cultivation environment.

"That organization called 'Shadow' and that big figure who wants to refine pills from us…"

Wang Zhize's voice carried a bone‑chilling cold.

"Since they love the 'Devouring Core Overlord Body' so much, we'll give them a grand gift."

"Let them also get a good taste of the Wang Family's flavor."