Chapter 325: Battle Over the Vessel

In the Realm of Rebirth, at the core of the Isolation Center.

This was the Core of the entire world's "Safe Mode." In the pure white space, only lines of order and concept flowed.

Wang Zhitao was imprisoned right in the center of this pure white.

The chains of order that formed the "Supreme Law Isolation" were being corroded with a sizzling sound by a torrent of pitch-black demonic qi gushing from within his body, snapping and dissipating one after another.

"Roar—!"

What squeezed from his throat was no longer a roar, but a wail let out by two utterly distinct yet bizarrely fused wills tearing at each other.

His body was undergoing a horrifying mutation.

At times he was that black-haired youth clad in dark gold armor, his face covered in agony, black blood seeping from his seven orifices.

At times he violently expanded into that dark gold behemoth that devoured heaven and earth, but from between the gaps in the behemoth's scaled armor grew twisted bone spurs radiating an aura of chaos, and demonic patterns spread madly across his body, covering over the original Devouring Divine Patterns.

Every shift in form was accompanied by large-scale collapse and reorganization of space.

"Brother…"

Wang Zhitao in his youth form violently coughed up a mouthful of black blood, his dark gold pupils regaining a moment of clarity. He reached out his hand, as if trying to grasp something.

But the next second, his pupils were swallowed by utter blackness.

"Mine… everything… is mine!"

Another voice—ancient, hoarse, filled with endless greed and malice—roared from his mouth.

Upon the Supreme Divine Throne, Wang Zhize's will gazed down upon all of this.

His face bore no expression. All the computing power of the entire Realm of Rebirth was mobilized at this moment, analyzing every frame of data streaming back from the Isolation Center.

"Unknown high-level permission contamination detected."

"Contamination source: Primordial Chaos Demonic Taint."

"Target: Wang Zhitao."

"Processing protocol: Initiate."

Wang Zhize did not even open his mouth. His will was the highest divine oracle, transforming into billions of streams of golden code that poured into the Isolation Center in an instant.

"I define: the 'Demon Ancestor' aura within Wang Zhitao's body is classified as an S-rank Law Virus of the 'Realm of Rebirth'!"

"Activate supreme permissions to conduct forced isolation and reverse analysis!"

Boom!

The golden light of order within the Isolation Center transformed into an insurmountable wall of logic, attempting to forcibly "cut" the black demonic qi out from Wang Zhitao's origin.

However, that demonic qi abruptly contracted, morphing into a ferocious ghost face that clamped down fiercely on Wang Zhitao's soul origin.

An even vaster, more ancient will, following this thread of connection, crossed endless spacetime and collided head-on with Wang Zhize's power of definition!

"The newborn heaven… you think… you control everything?"

That will, filled with mockery and contempt, rampaged through Wang Zhize's law codes, attempting to contaminate the entire system of the Realm of Rebirth.

"I am the beginning of chaos, the ancestor of all demons. What you call order is nothing but dregs we casually discarded after growing tired of playing with it!"

In this clash of wills, Wang Zhize instantly perceived the opponent's true nature.

This force was not pure demonic dao.

It was older, more primordial.

It was a kind of… "chaos" that had existed before "order" was ever born.

Even the "Primordial Chaos Origins" used as the foundation when Wang Zhize constructed the "Realm of Rebirth" emitted a faint, submissive resonance with this force.

"Chaos?"

Wang Zhize's will rippled for the first time—not with surprise, but with a coldness that reached the absolute extreme.

"I define: chaos as the cornerstone of order."

"Demon Ancestor?"

His will transformed into a formless scalpel, precisely cutting into the depths of Wang Zhitao's origin, beginning a rewrite on an even higher level.

"I define: the Demon Ancestor as nourishment for my vessel!"

This was an ultimate tug-of-war unfolding on the level of soul and law!

Wang Zhize's divine authority of creation transformed into billions of brand-new life codes inscribed with "rebirth" and "order," forcibly overwriting Wang Zhitao's original life blueprint.

And the Demon Ancestor's will, like the most terrifying cancer cells, frantically assimilated and twisted these codes, seeking to thoroughly remodel Wang Zhitao into the perfect vessel for its descent.

"Aaaaaah—!"

Wang Zhitao's hoarse roar echoed throughout the entire Realm of Rebirth.

His body was repeatedly torn by two supreme forces, nearly ripped apart into the most fundamental particles on the spot.

Yet amidst this endless agony, the two deepest obsessions in his heart became the last line of defense against the Demon Ancestor's erosion.

One was a near-instinctual dependence on and loyalty to his older brother Wang Zhize.

The other…

"Hungry…"

He in his behemoth form violently opened his enormous maw amidst the chaos and actually bit off a chunk of the pitch-black tentacles condensed from the Demon Ancestor's will, crushed it, and swallowed it down.

Though this made the demonic qi on his body even heavier, it also gave his chaotic origin a bizarre sense of satisfaction and growth.

He was eating the very force that tortured him as a meal!

Outside the Isolation Center.

Li Hu, Zhang Mei, and the others stared fixedly at the massive data Light Screen, every person's face ashen to the extreme.

The curve representing Wang Zhitao's vital signs on the Light Screen had already become a tangled mess of garbled code jumping wildly.

And the readings representing the energy output of the entire Realm of Rebirth were skyrocketing at an astronomical rate.

"What… what kind of monster is this?"

Li Hu clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms.

He could feel that the entire world was trembling, operating at full power to suppress that thing inside Wang Zhitao's body.

This had already exceeded the scope of battle they could comprehend.

Right at this moment!

A sudden change occurred!

The entire Realm of Rebirth, and even the boundless universe of the Outside World, abruptly went dark.

It was not that the light had been blocked.

It was that the very concept of "light" itself had a portion forcibly erased from the level of existence by an irresistible mighty power!

The light of all stars grew dim, and in the hearts of all living beings surged a primal fear and despair originating from the deepest depths of their genes.

In the cosmic void outside the Realm of Rebirth, a rift was forcibly torn open.

That was not a crack in space, but a fault in the laws of the universe!

A giant eye, impossible to describe in any language and composed of pure darkness and ultimate malice, slowly opened from the other end of the rift.

Its gaze alone caused several galaxies to instantly wither, reducing them to dead, silent dust.

It was hundreds of millions of times stronger than the Demon God Palace Master; its very existence was the ultimate desecration of the word "order."

The Demon Ancestor's true body!

Its will had descended!

Upon the Supreme Divine Throne, Wang Zhitao's movements paused for an instant.

He knew that continuing to entangle with the Demon Ancestor's will avatar inside Wang Zhitao's body was no longer meaningful.

The opponent's true body had already arrived and could pour in an endless supply of power at any time.

To save Wang Zhitao, he had to deal with that big fellow outside first.

Since that was the case...

In Wang Zhitao's will, there was no longer the slightest hesitation—only absolute coldness and calculation.

"Plan changed."

"Definition revised."

His supreme will instantly changed the definition of the demonic Qi within Wang Zhitao's body.

"I define: the 'S-Class Law Virus' within Wang Zhitao's body—permissions elevated, converted to 'Supreme Law Lure'!"

"Activate!"

Boom—!

Following Wang Zhitao's definition, he no longer suppressed the Demon Ancestor's aura within Wang Zhitao's body; instead, it was like pouring a bucket of the highest-purity oil onto a fire!

The Demon Ancestor's aura, originally suppressed to the point of death, instantly broke through all restraints and, with unprecedented speed, thoroughly flooded every inch of Wang Zhitao's body!

"Roar!"

Wang Zhitao's body stopped switching and stabilized in a half-human, half-beast form.

Bat wings that blotted out the sky grew from his back, coiled demonic horns sprouted from his forehead, and dark golden armor fused perfectly with black demonic patterns, forming a brand-new form filled with a sense of power and destructive beauty.

The aura within his body—powerful and pure—was, to the Demon Ancestor's true body, like the most dazzling lighthouse in the dark night, radiating a fatal temptation.

"Hahahaha..."

In the universe, the Demon Ancestor's will let out a rumble of pleasure.

"Have you given up? Heaven of Rebirth!"

"You finally understand that resistance is futile!"

In its view, this was undoubtedly ironclad proof that Wang Zhitao had exhausted his power and could no longer stop it from seizing the vessel.

Its incomprehensibly massive true body began to squeeze into this universe, carrying the momentum to crush everything as it surged toward the Realm of Rebirth that radiated endless temptation.

"This perfect vessel is mine!"

Its thought resounded throughout the sea of stars.

Within the Realm of Rebirth, Wang Zhitao's will quietly watched that mass of chaotic darkness rushing toward him—darkness enough to make any god despair.

The corner of his mouth curved up in a faint arc, as precise as program code.

"Inviting the gentleman into the urn."