Chapter 326: Chaos Demon Ancestor

Chaos Demon Ancestor

Boom—!

That colossal eye spanning the universe, that darkness formed of pure malice and ultimate chaos, the moment it locked onto the "Supreme Law Bait", transformed into an indescribable black torrent and brazenly crashed into the Newborn Realm!

It came.

Bearing a greed that devours all order, bearing a rapture that pulls every existence back to primal chaos.

In its view, that newborn "Heaven" has already given up resistance, that perfect vessel is already in its grasp.

Yet, at the instant the Demon Ancestor's massive will, enough to crush star seas, fully surged into the entrance of the Newborn Realm,

everything changed.

No earth‑shattering collision, no thunderous crash of law's collapse.

The world simply, quietly, "closed the door."

The law fissure torn open by the Demon Ancestor, linking the Outside World, silently healed, smooth as if no trace of a crease remained.

The world that had once opened its arms to it, exuding endless temptation, at this moment revealed its true fangs.

"Hmm?"

The Demon Ancestor's will emitted a wave of confusion for the first time.

It realized that what it barreled into was not a world, but an absolutely sealed logical loop.

Every inch of space here, every strand of energy, bears the imprint of another supreme, unparalleled will.

Its chaotic demonic might is forcibly "translated" here into strings of meaningless gibberish.

It tries to tear space, only to find that the very concept of "space" here has become an insurmountable "if‑then" clause, and it lacks execution permission.

"What's happening!"

The ancient will finally flared with an emotion called "outrage."

It was tricked!

It was lured by that newborn "Heaven", like trapping a beast, into a meticulously crafted cage!

At that moment, atop the Supreme Divine Throne, the core of the Newborn Realm, Wang Zhize's will manifested as a towering beam of light and shadow, overlooking the trapped chaos.

His voice did not travel through air but resonated directly within the Demon Ancestor's origin, cold and calm, like a system decree.

"Demon Ancestor."

"Welcome to my world."

"From now on, everything of yours will become nourishment for my creation."

"Arrogance!"

The Demon Ancestor let out a roar that shook the entire Newborn Realm, a fury born of ultimate humiliation.

It is the primordial chaos, the ancestor of ten thousand demons!

When has it ever suffered such a disgrace!

"Give me—return to void!"

Boom!

The Demon Ancestor no longer attempts to escape; it chooses the most extreme method—self‑detonation!

Endless chaotic demonic qi wildly compresses within it, a force called "Chaos Return to Origin" that seeks to erase the foundation of all existence, erupts with a thunderous blast!

This is not an energy attack, but a conceptual deletion command!

Wherever it passes, time, space, matter, energy—everything—begins to "dissolve," regressing to the primordial "nothing."

Yet Wang Zhize's light and shadow did not ripple even a single ripple.

He simply raised his hand, and to the sweeping void, issued a new command.

"I define."

"The power of 'Chaos Return to Origin' has its attribute changed to the Newborn Realm's supreme source of creation."

"Execute."

The moment the words fell, a miracle occurred.

That void, which could make any deity despair, at the instant it touched the Newborn Realm's law, burst forth with billions of dazzling threads of life!

The erased space rebirthed with an even more perfect structure.

The dissolved energy transformed into the purest life essence.

On the dead, silent planet, towering giant trees sprouted; in the dried‑up star river, brilliant life light surged.

Destruction, forcibly redefined as creation!

Void, forcibly transmuted into rebirth!

"No... impossible!"

The Demon Ancestor's will fell into utter chaos and fear.

Its ultimate trump card, the fundamental power that let it roam the universe, turned out to be a supplement for the other world?

This is no longer suppression; it's a dimensional reduction strike!

It is the programmer's absolute control over code!

And at the instant the Demon Ancestor's core will was tightly clamped by Wang Zhize, within the law isolation core, that half‑human half‑beast terrifying demonic shadow shuddered violently.

In Wang Zhitao's eyes, now possessed by pure demonic nature, a sliver of his own clarity finally broke through the shackles.

He "saw" everything happening in the Outside World.

He saw that towering beam of light and shadow, and saw his brother's supreme, unparalleled might.

He also felt the ancient will that treats him as a plaything, as a vessel, now raging impotently before his brother.

An unspeakable fury erupted from the deepest part of his soul.

Roar—!

That wasn't a monster's howl, but Wang Zhitao's own roar!

He was used!

He was used as bait!

He almost had his body taken by this disgusting thing, and even almost harmed his own brother!

Rage and hunger, the two most primal instincts, intertwined and turned into an unprecedented desire to devour!

"You… damn it!"

Transformed into the Chaos Devourer, Wang Zhitao needed no command; his body, fused with dark‑gold armor and demonic bone spikes, leapt forward, shattering the law barrier, becoming a dark‑gold streak that tore the heavens and earth, and lunged at the Chaos Demon Ancestor's true body that Wang Zhize was "modifying"!

"Hungry… I'll eat you!"

On one side, forced rewriting on the conceptual level; on the other, frenzied gnawing on the physical level!

The Demon Ancestor fell into utter despair.

It felt like a piece of meat on a chopping board, a chef with a knife carving new patterns into it, while a starving, rabid beast nearby tore at its flesh madly!

Its power was draining at an incomprehensibly rapid speed.

All its resistance would be defined by Wang Zhize as new "nutrient", which instead made the world sturdier and itself weaker.

"Stop! Newborn Heaven! We can talk…"

For the first time, the Demon Ancestor entertained the thought of "begging for mercy".

But Wang Zhize's response was an even colder, more ruthless ultimate definition.

He seized the momentary wavering of the Demon Ancestor's will caused by fear.

"The time has come."

"I define: the foundational existence of the 'Demon Ancestor', permission transfer, belonging to the Chaos Origin of the Newborn Realm."

"Deprive its Core consciousness, rewrite it as part of the world's law!"

Buzz—!

At that moment, the entire Newborn Realm resonated!

Wang Zhize's will formed an invisible scalpel, precisely cutting into the Demon Ancestor's origin Core, forcibly severing its link to the concept of "Chaos", and then imprinting the seal belonging to the Newborn Realm!

"No—!!!"

The Demon Ancestor let out its final, resentful and fearful roar since its existence.

Its massive chaotic demonic body began to disintegrate from the most fundamental particle level.

But it did not dissipate; instead it transformed into the purest, most primal Chaos Origin, like a breached flood, raging into the limbs and bones of the Newborn Realm, merging with the world barrier and the Sea of Laws!

And its last lingering, resentful will Core was swallowed whole by Wang Zhitao, who had been waiting nearby!

Burp!

Wang Zhitao let out a loud belch; the demonic markings and bone spikes on his body quickly faded, and he reverted to the black‑haired youth in dark‑gold armor, only his gaze now bearing a touch of wildness and depth.

He smacked his lips, still a bit unsatisfied.

"Brother, I'm still hungry."

With the Demon Ancestor's complete fall, the entire Newborn Realm ushered in an unprecedented ultimate ascension!

Above the world barrier, the breath of Chaos swirled, intersecting with the divine light of Order, forming a more stable, more perfect structure.

Within the world, the law network became more refined than ever, and even at the world's fringe, some bizarre "Chaos Lifeforms" composed of pure chaotic energy began to spontaneously emerge.

Wang Zhize's will merged with the entire ascended world.

He felt that he had once again broken through a certain limit.

If before he was merely the "Heaven" of this world, the controller of Order.

Now, he also encompasses Chaos within his control.

Order and Chaos, creation and void, are all within a single thought of his.

He has already transcended the realm of "Heaven", becoming, in the truest sense… a Creator God.

On the supreme throne, Wang Zhize slowly opened his eyes; his will swept across the newly reborn universe, a playful curl forming at the corner of his mouth.

The old era has ended.

A brand‑new era defined and controlled by him officially began.

His gaze pierced the barrier of the Newborn Realm, turning toward the farther unknown.

"The demolition office's business seems ready for an upgrade."

"The next one… who should it be?"