Chapter 333: Chaotic Storm

Golden divine power washed over the Primordial Celestial Patriarch's decayed celestial body, each inch of flesh and blood tearing between lament and rebirth.

The bone‑deep chaos corruption is being forcibly stripped and rewritten by a higher‑dimensional law of order.

On his half‑demonized body, the twisted flesh writhed away, revealing newly born skin that shimmered with celestial light.

"Thank you… for the celestial sovereign's life‑saving grace."

The Primordial Celestial Patriarch's consciousness struggled out of endless agony, regaining clarity for the first time in such a long span.

The gratitude of surviving the calamity made his voice tremble.

Wang Zhize's will avatar hovered silently, its divine authority power output steady, unmoved by such thanks. He was more concerned with the tangible benefit.

"I have nothing to repay."

The Primordial Celestial Patriarch, being considerate, immediately began pouring out his remaining worth: "Deep within the Primeval Wilderness lies a place called 'Wanfa Return to Ruins,' the fallen site of the divine beasts from the previous era; the lingering law fragments gather there and may benefit your world, Venerable. There is also 'Silent Extinction Abyss,' where…"

While being purified, he rapidly disclosed all the Primeval Wilderness secrets, resource points, and hazardous zones he knew, attempting to prove his continued utility.

Wang Zhize's will Core silently recorded and analyzed, a preliminary Primeval Wilderness resource map was swiftly taking shape.

Just as the purification force reached the celestial body's Core, about to completely strip the Ancient Rune, a sudden mutation erupted!

The long‑dormant rune burst forth with a blinding flash!

An energy fluctuation far surpassing the Primordial Celestial Patriarch's own stature formed invisible ripples, wildly spreading in all directions across the chaotic Primeval Wilderness!

The fluctuation was not a provocation but a epoch‑spanning summons, a brazen declaration of a coordinate!

"No… not good!" the Primordial Celestial Patriarch's intact eye filled instantly with boundless terror, "It… it is resonating!"

The words had not yet finished.

Roar—!

A roar beyond description erupted from the endless depths of the Primeval Wilderness world.

It was not a sound but pure law vibration, the wrath of the world's will.

Immediately after, the entire Original Primeval Wilderness roiled violently.

In the distance, the Chaotic Ocean raised billions of fathoms of raging waves; the once‑slowly flowing chaotic qi was now stirred by an invisible force, turning into a world‑shattering storm!

The gray chaotic currents were dyed with ferocious black; countless newly‑born demon‑god embryos were instantly torn apart by the storm, then reassembled into even more feral, more chaotic monsters.

Where the storm passed, space was ground to dust, time churned into tangled mess, and all fragile order vanished into nothingness in an instant.

"Chaotic Storm" sweeping across the entire Primeval Wilderness has arrived!

"Boom—boom—!"

The outpost Wang Zhize had just established, that order zone he forcibly "defined," bore the brunt.

The world barrier's projection flickered wildly, the law lines forming order snapping one by one.

The law anchor point Wang Zhize created, under the storm's impact, flickered uncertainly, nearly erased from this world entirely!

"Brother!"

Wang Zhitao's colossal beast body, comparable to the stars, was staggered by the storm.

He excitedly gaped, trying to swallow the storm, but the unmatched ferocious force choked him, forcing repeated retreats.

The chaotic law embedded in the storm scraped against his Devouring‑Origin Dominant Body, sparking a cascade of sparks.

This was his first sign of being outmatched in pure power combat since entering the Primeval Wilderness.

"They're coming! They're arriving!"

The Primordial Celestial Patriarch screamed in terror within the purification Light Screen, "It's the Chaos Sovereign! The sleeping Chaos Sovereign has awakened! The rune's fluctuation has drawn them! They will purge all 'Anomaly' not belonging to this era!"

Wang Zhize's will avatar quivered violently for the first time within a storm capable of tearing gods apart.

The Newborn Realm, the Supreme Divine Temple.

All the Light Screens before Zhang Mei turned blood‑red, the most dangerous shade, in an instant.

The shrill Alert rang throughout the temple.

"Warning! The rule‑conflict index at the boss's coordinate spiked beyond limits! The world's primal consumption rate surged three thousandfold!"

"The world barrier is enduring high‑dimensional law impact! The first‑layer defense protocol has collapsed! Second layer… third layer…"

Li Hu hammered a fist onto the Control Console, the alloy surface instantly denting with a fist‑shaped impression.

His eyes glowed crimson, fixed on the rapidly depleting energy bar on the Light Screen.

"What on earth is the boss doing! Is he trying to gamble away the entire Newborn Realm's assets?!"

Original Primeval Wilderness.

Wang Zhize felt unprecedented pressure.

The laws here are barbaric, brutal, unreasonable. He felt like an engineer trying to build a house with a few sticks amid a raging debris flow.

Now, the debris flow has become a super volcanic eruption.

His Genesis divine power is being 'worn' and 'consumed' at an unprecedented rate.

"Give up! Outsider!" the Primordial Celestial Patriarch howled in despair, "The Chaos Sovereign is unbeatable! They are the world's cancer, survivors of the previous era; they can even warp reincarnation! Leave now!"

"Shut up."

Wang Zhize's will swept over him, cold.

Leave? That word isn't in his dictionary.

"I define: this area, as 'Absolute Order Barrier'."

"I define: Chaotic Storm, as 'High‑Dimensional Energy Input Source'."

He mobilized the Genesis Source of the Newborn Realm; the golden divine power ceased being gentle purification, becoming the toughest order chain, forcibly re‑anchoring the teetering outpost.

Simultaneously, his divine authority power probed the storm, not by brute resistance but like a skilled programmer, beginning to parse the data structure of the raging energy, seeking its patterns, then… rewrite it!

A portion of the most violent Chaotic Storm was forcibly twisted by his defining power, turning the destructive torrent into a controllable energy conduit, continuously feeding the Newborn Realm and offsetting the massive drain.

It was an exquisitely delicate operation, yet the cost was equally terrifying. Wang Zhize's will avatar dimmed a few shades.

This storm made him soberly realize that trying to do "infrastructure farming" here is nothing short of a pipe‑dream.

The environment here is a hundred times harsher than any world he has ever encountered.

Today a storm arrives; tomorrow the Sovereign might appear in person.

Without absolute defense, without crushing power, all his previous plans were merely sandcastles.

It must be faster, stronger!

"We can't keep taking hits passively."

Within Wang Zhize's Will Core, a cold decision was made in an instant.

His gaze shifted, locking onto the still‑glimmering rune inside the Primordial Immortal's body.

"Definition: Severance."

Divine Authority Power formed an invisible giant hand, ignoring the Primordial Immortal's scream, ignoring the hindrance of chaotic corruption, and forcefully pried that ancient rune out of his immortal core!

The moment the rune left his body, the Primordial Immortal shuddered, his aura instantly waned, yet the chaotic corruption lost its source, and the purification speed suddenly accelerated.

Wang Zhize's Will incarnation cradles the constantly trembling rune that resonates with the storm's depths.

This thing is both a trouble and an opportunity.

It serves as a signal flare that draws the Chaotic Sovereign, and it can also be… a radar for tracking enemies.

"Definition: This rune is the 'Primordial Law Resonator'."

"Definition: The storm source is a 'high‑value recyclable law sample'."

The cold divine oracle echoes within the outpost.

Wang Zhize's Will incarnation, holding the redefined "Resonator", faces the world‑shattering chaotic storm outside the outpost.

His goal is no longer defense.

It is, hunting!

"Brother!" Wang Zhitao's massive beast body surged forward, his huge pupils filled with battle lust and insatiable hunger, "That big guy smells… so delicious!"

Wang Zhize's Will incarnation curled a cold arc at the corner of his mouth.

"Zhitao."

"Prepare to eat."