Chapter 319: Decisive Battle Against the Demon God

Demon God Star Domain.

The war cry of the dragon race, the chanting of the elves, the sword-singing of the cultivators, and the cold energy pre-charging sounds of the space-based annihilation fleet…

Countless voices converged, yet before this deathly silent demon domain, they seemed somewhat thin.

"For the new-born order!"

Li Hu, on the flagship bridge, issued the order for a full assault.

However, a shadow was faster than everyone's attack.

Without any warning, it abruptly tore through the center of the battlefield.

Wang Zhitao had arrived.

He did not even maintain a complete human form, but transformed into an indescribable, constantly writhing mass—a hungry concept that seemed capable of devouring the entire universe.

He opened his "mouth."

That was not a mouth in the physical sense, but a pure, all-devouring "event."

Directly ahead, a colossal planet converted into a Core fortress, garrisoned by over a billion demon elite—together with the planet itself, together with the space, time, and laws around it—was bitten off in one mouthful by that "mouth."

No explosion.

No roar.

Only an absolute, heart-palpitating "nothingness."

That planet and everything on it simply vanished into thin air, as if it had never existed.

Wang Zhitao let out a burp, and a pure torrent of energy surged back from his body, transforming into light of life that nourished the allied forces.

A massive breach had been forcibly "eaten" open.

"Roar!"

"Kill!"

"For 'Heaven'!"

The morale of the allied forces was instantly ignited to its peak.

The "Law Rifles" of the "Law-Breaker Legion" spewed pitch-black beams redefined by Wang Zhize; any demon struck by them would have the "demonic laws" constituting its existence forcibly stripped away, decomposing on the spot into the most fundamental particles.

Golden giant dragons breathed dragon's breath mixed with "order" runes, purifying swathes of demon warships.

The Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation of the cultivators no longer merely slew physical bodies, but struck directly at the enemy's threads of karma.

The space-based annihilation cannons of the technological fleet no longer fired pure energy, but "concept annihilation" warheads—wherever they passed, all things returned to an "undefined" state.

The iron torrent of the demon race, before this unprecedented force fully upgraded by the "Realm of New Birth," crumbled like dead wood, collapsing at the slightest touch.

The scales of victory seemed to have tilted completely from the very start.

Just then.

The entire universe went quiet.

All sound, light, and energy flow were paused in that instant.

An indescribable will descended.

Not a projection.

The true body.

A supreme demon body impossible to measure by any scale rose from the deepest darkness of the Demon God Star Domain. He held the "Realm-Breaking Axe" that had once wounded Wang Zhize's concept, and its mere existence caused the surrounding stars to begin to wither and Withering.

Abyss Demon Emperor.

His giant eyes, burning with the fury of the entire Abyss, swept coldly across all the allied forces.

"Despair."

A single syllable, without passing through any medium, sounded directly in the depths of every living being's soul.

"Despair Demon Domain."

Hum—

The physical rules of the entire Demon God Star Domain were forcibly rewritten.

The darkness became viscous, as if alive, and began to seep into every warrior's armor, shields, and even skin.

Chaotic laws replaced the original order; a healing spell chanted by an elven mage turned into a curse that corroded flesh. A warship's main cannon, without any warning, swiveled its barrel and fired at friendly forces.

But this was not yet the most terrifying part.

The most terrifying part was the pollution originating from the depths of the soul.

A veteran Law-Breaker who had survived a hundred battles suddenly saw before his eyes his long-dead wife and daughter, crying out, questioning why he had abandoned them for a illusory war.

A proud golden giant dragon heard, echoing endlessly in its mind, the humiliating memories of being a plaything when enslaved by the Void Web; its dragon soul began to destabilize, and its power rapidly declined.

Li Hu clenched his fists tightly; he saw Earth engulfed by demonic flames, the imperial city reduced to ruins, everything he had sworn to defend with his life collapsing before his eyes.

This was not an illusion.

This was the Abyss Demon Emperor using his own supreme law to pry open the deepest fear and despair in everyone's heart, and turning them into reality.

The battle line of the allied forces began to collapse from within.

"Not a bad appetizer."

Wang Zhize's calm voice, like the first light at the dawn of creation, pierced through this endless despairing darkness.

His will descended.

He did not manifest a form, but everyone "saw" him.

He was the backbone that kept the universe from collapsing, the sun that dispersed all gloom.

"I define."

Wang Zhize's voice became new cosmic law, promulgated to the world.

"The despair of the 'Despair Demon Domain' is defined as the tempering fire of the collective will of all beings in the 'Realm of New Birth.'"

"Its chaos laws are defined as the cornerstone from which 'Order' is born."

The instant those words fell.

The wife and daughter before the veteran soldier dissolved into Light Spots, merging into his body, and his gaze became more resolute than the stars.

The golden giant dragon's memories of humiliation were forged into an indelible brand of glory, and its draconic might surged.

The apocalyptic scene before Li Hu transformed into a boundless conviction in his heart to guard all generations.

All negative emotions, all chaos laws, in this moment, were forcibly converted!

Despair became the toughest armor.

Chaos became the sharpest weapon.

Not only did the allied soldiers not collapse, but each and every one of them surged in aura, their fighting spirit piercing through the firmament!

"You…!"

In the Abyss Demon Emperor's pair of burning giant eyes, shock and disbelief surfaced for the first time.

He could not understand.

This was a trampling of the "Dao"! A desecration of the foundation of the universe!

"Roar!"

What answered him was Wang Zhitao's furious charge.

Giant beast and demon god—two entities representing the extremes of "Devour" and "Destroy"—slammed violently together.

The starry sky was torn open with one hideous gash after another, and time twisted into a braid amid the collisions of their fists and feet.

Wang Zhitao bit down on the World-Breaking Axe, shattering his entire mouthful of law-constructed teeth, yet in the next second grew sharper ones, and bit back, gnawing off a large chunk of the "Destruction" concept attached to the World-Breaking Axe, chewing it with relish.

"Is this your 'Dao'?"

Amid the frenzied brawl, the Abyss Demon Emperor still tried to shake Wang Zhitao with words.

"Tampering, twisting, usurping! You are no new god—you are the universe's greatest thief!"

"Wrong."

Wang Zhitao's will had already locked onto the Abyss Demon Emperor's Core of existence.

"I am not tampering."

"I am correcting errors."

He extended a finger made of pure concept, and across endless space and time, lightly pointed at the Abyss Demon Emperor.

"A BUG like you should be thoroughly purged, then recycled."

"I, ultimate definition."

Wang Zhitao's voice no longer rang across the battlefield, but instead, at the foundational code level of the universe, executed a command of the highest privilege.

"The Abyss Demon Emperor's foundation of existence is defined as a servant of the 'Newborn Realm's' order."

"All of its demonic Dao origins are defined as nourishment for the 'Source of Creation.'"

"No—!"

The Abyss Demon Emperor let out the first and last roar of his life, filled with terror.

He felt himself "disappearing."

Not death.

It was a "rewrite" hundreds of millions of times more terrifying than death!

His power, his memories, his pride as the Lord of the Abyss, every trace of his existence in this universe… all of it was being deleted line by line from the most foundational level by an irresistible force, then replaced with new code.

【Identity: Abyss Demon Emperor】 【Identity: Nutrient Pack (Number 001)】

【Law: Despair Demon Domain】 【Law: High-Tier Life Energy Conversion】

【Possession: World-Breaking Axe】 【Possession: Wang Zhitao's Snack】

His demonic body began to collapse, and what scattered was no longer destructive demonic energy, but the purest, gentlest life origin, greedily absorbed by the allied worlds of the Newborn Realm.

"No… I… am…"

His final struggle came to an abrupt halt.

Wang Zhitao's massive figure lunged forward and bit down on his collapsing, rewriting origin Core.

Crunch—crisp.

As though biting apart a jelly bean.

With Wang Zhitao's satisfied swallow, the Abyss Demon Emperor's enormous demonic body completely disintegrated, transforming into hundreds of millions of streaming lights that showered the entire star sector.

The towering demonic energy of the Demon God Star Sector was, in mere seconds, purified completely.

Planet after planet of dead silence actually began to radiate new life once more, sprouting tender green shoots.

The demon god of old had fallen.

Everything about him became the first patch of fertile soil under the new world's order.