Chapter 334: The Sovereign's Domain

Wang Zhezhe's will was like a cold divine decree, carved directly into Wang Zhitao's soul.

"I define: this rune is a Chaos Storm Navigator, fused into your origin."

Hum!

That Ancient Rune stripped from the body of the Primordial Immortal Venerable shot into Wang Zhitao's massive beast body with a whoosh.

All at once, a trace of clarity flashed through Wang Zhitao's starving, nearly maddened beast pupils.

The Devouring Essence Hegemonic Aura blazing on his body resonated with the ancient fluctuations emitted by the rune, producing a wondrous harmony.

"Brother, this thing... you're not letting me eat it?"

Wang Zhitao felt a bit wronged; that rune smelled incredibly nourishing.

"I'll let you eat your fill."

Wang Zhezhe's will descended, the power of divine authority carrying a trace of coldness.

"Clear the way."

"Got it!!!"

Having received the command, Wang Zhitao let out an excited roar, his enormous body crashing into that heaven-destroying, earth-shattering chaos storm with a boom!

Then, an unbelievable scene appeared.

The moment that violent storm capable of tearing apart stars and crushing laws touched Wang Zhitao's body, it actually calmed for an instant.

The rune's fluctuations were like a key, temporarily pacifying this furious chaos.

Though it lasted only the blink of an eye, this brief silence carved out a narrow path for them to thread through the torrent of destruction.

Even so, moving forward was still extremely difficult.

Every second, a massive amount of chaotic laws washed over Wang Zhitao's Devouring Essence Hegemonic Body, scraping out piercing shrieks and dense sparks.

The origin of the Realm of Genesis was pouring into Wang Zhitao's body through Wang Zhezhe's will at a terrifying speed, sustaining the navigator's operation and his own defenses.

This was a massive gamble.

Using a newly online Genesis God Realm as backing to force their way into an ancient world's Forbidden Zone.

Who knows how long they had been traversing; it felt as long as an epoch.

The violent scene before them abruptly vanished.

They had burst out of the storm.

It was dead silent here.

Absolutely dead silent.

No light, no sound, and even the chaos primordial Qi was so thin it was nearly gone.

In its place was a sticky, congealed, solid-like distorted field.

Space here looked like a strange convex lens; the sense of time was stretched and compressed, and even one's thoughts slowed down.

Wang Zhitao's great maw that could swallow stars, at this moment, could not sense anything edible at all.

A never-before-felt emptiness made him very uncomfortable.

His devouring instinct seemed to have hit an invisible wall here; the feedback it returned was only the word "invalid."

"Brother, there's... no food here."

He shook his head irritably.

Wang Zhezhe's will avatar was also fluctuating violently at this moment.

He tried issuing a command.

"I define: this place, let light shine everywhere."

No response.

The divine decree sank like a stone into the sea.

"I define: this place, reconstruct the laws."

Still no response.

His Genesis Divine Authority, his supreme power that could rewrite the truths of the universe, was here like a piece of code the system didn't recognize—it wouldn't run.

This wasn't suppression.

This was... incompatibility.

He was like a programmer with the highest administrator privileges who had entered a completely unfamiliar operating system written in an unknown low-level language.

All his commands were gibberish here.

Wang Zhezhe's will Core produced not a single trace of the emotion called fear; instead, an icy excitement arose—a desire to dissect the unknown.

A system... on his level or even a higher dimension.

Not a BUG that needed fixing, but an opponent... that needed cracking.

Just then.

In the depths of that dead-silent domain, something came alive.

It had no fixed form.

Or rather, its very form was a blasphemy against the concept of form itself.

An amalgamation composed of countless twisted tentacles, pupilless eyes, shattered geometric solids, and flowing shadows slowly emerged from the void.

It merely existed there, yet it made the surrounding laws of deathly silence grow even more twisted, even more maddened.

An oppressive aura billions of times older than the Chaos Demon Ancestor instantly enveloped this domain.

Chaos Sovereign.

It made no sound, but a cold, chaotic consciousness directly washed over Wang Zhezhe's divine soul.

【Why... appear again?】

The Reincarnation... Destroyer.

This world... will not tolerate you!

Fragmented, contradictory, and bearing an utmost majestic thought, it repeatedly struck Wang Zhize.

Again the return! Again the cycle!

Before Wang Zhize could analyze this information, the Chaos Overlord moved.

The twisted law in the domain suddenly took form!

Countless ink‑black tentacles, like endless chains of law, coiled from all directions toward Wang Zhitao.

"Get lost!!"

Wang Zhitao roared, opened his huge mouth, and frantically gnawed at those tentacles.

But these tentacles were neither energy nor matter.

They were pure concepts, the embodiment of the domain's law that repels foreign objects.

Each time Wang Zhitao swallowed a tentacle, he felt a layer of his soul scraped away.

A deep‑rooted erosion and contamination made him emit his first cry of pain since entering the primeval wilderness.

The tentacles were endless, as if the entire domain were its weapon.

For the first time, Wang Zhitao's devouring speed could not keep up with the rate of erosion.

Wang Zhize's will manifested around him, the golden Divine Authority light pressed to its limit, barely holding himself from being assimilated by the domain.

He knew clearly this was not a crushing of power.

It is... an absolute suppression of permissions.

Here, the Chaos Overlord is the sole system administrator, and he is a visitor without permissions.

A direct clash, no theatrics.

We must find a loophole in this system!

Just as Wang Zhitao was about to be completely engulfed by the endless tentacles.

The dormant beacon rune in his body suddenly erupted in a blaze of ten‑thousand‑foot golden light!

Buzz-!

The rune's light reacted violently against the Chaos Overlord's domain!

Like water against fire, order versus chaos in an ultimate collision.

All the black tentacles within a one‑meter radius of the rune instantly vaporized, purified!

The domain was torn open with an inconspicuous small fissure!

Now!

Wang Zhize's will instantly seized the opportunity.

"Found... the backdoor program!"

His Divine Authority power no longer tried to define the whole domain, but with unprecedented precision condensed into a law probe thinner than a hair.

"I define: Newborn Realm·Order Origin, inject!"

All Divine Power, through this probe, was wildly injected into the glowing rune!

Using the rune as a medium!

Using the rune as a springboard!

Using this backdoor program as a fulcrum, forcibly executing his own code within this incompatible system!

Boom!

Centered on Wang Zhitao's body, a miniature domain a hundred meters in diameter, flashing pure golden light, was forcibly expanded!

It is a law sanctum constructed from Newborn Realm law!

All black tentacles invading this sanctum were instantly broken down and purified by the power of order.

Wang Zhitao's pressure eased dramatically, he gasped heavily, his beast‑like eyes filled with the ferocity of one who survived.

For the first time, the countless pupil‑less eyes of the Chaos Overlord showed a fluctuation akin to anger.

A visitor, daring to set up a virtual machine inside its system on his own!

This is a provocation!

The entire domain began to contract violently, terrifying pressure squeezing in from all sides, and the golden law sanctum emitted a cracking sound as it struggled to hold.

"Data collection complete."

"System architecture preliminarily parsed."

"Vulnerability locked."

Wang Zhize's cold will showed no intention of retreat.

"Zhitao, withdraw!"

He ordered directly.

He had already obtained what he wanted—the Chaos Overlord's law model, its power operation method, and... the highest‑permission usage method of that rune backdoor.

Wang Zhitao, though unwilling, obeyed his brother's command absolutely.

He let out a roar, turned his massive body, and, under the protection of the law sanctum, slammed back into the Chaos Storm he came from!

The Chaos Overlord let out a silent roar, the whole domain bellowed, endless tentacles chased madly, yet they were firmly held back by the collapsing golden sanctum.

When Wang Zhize and Wang Zhitao's silhouettes vanished completely in the storm, the law sanctum also "bang"ed and shattered entirely.

The dead‑silent domain returned to calm.

As if nothing had happened.

But within the Chaos Overlord's chaotic consciousness, a clear coordinate was etched.

A... coordinate called the Newborn Realm.

At the same time, Wang Zhize, who burst out of the domain, had a new plan in his mind.

He doesn't need reinforcements.

He only needs, based on the virus sample just collected, to give his antivirus... a final upgrade.

"A system administrator whose privileges are above mine..."

The embodiment of Wang Zhize's will, the cold curve at the corner of his mouth, took on a hint of playfulness.

"Then, start with you..."

"Seize power."