Chapter 346: Gate of Creation

The End's void shadow is no longer void.

It solidified.

Under the gaze of every living being and every concept in the entire primeval world, that absolute nothingness collapsed, converged, and became a gigantic black gate that pierced heaven and earth.

The doorframe has no carvings at all; it is pure nothingness. Inside, it doesn't swirl with black, but with annihilation that can devour both light and law.

Wang Zhize's divine origin, that universe he personally created and fully controls, tasted external pressure for the first time.

An indescribable absolute pressure, as if an invisible giant hand were trying to crush his world.

He didn't retreat.

The Creator God has nowhere to retreat.

"Definition: the End is..."

His will transformed into tens of millions of needles, thrusting fiercely at that black gate.

Then, there was no sound.

No feedback, no resistance, no absorption.

His divine authority, that awesome power capable of rewriting universal laws, was nullified the instant it met the End.

The feeling was as if he tried to paint on a non-existent canvas.

Since becoming the Creator God, this was his first definition failure.

At the Heart of the Primeval Command Center, the newly born ancient immortal spirit flickered, about to fall apart.

He looked at the gate; on the newborn's face was a fear that even billions of years of reincarnation could not erase.

"The Immortal Ancestor's final defense... it... it does not lead to annihilation..." his voice trembled, "Behind the gate is the birthplace of all things!"

"Brother!"

Wang Zhitao's thought, carrying a strange excitement, exploded directly in Wang Zhize's mind.

"That gate... smells... so fragrant!!!"

He wiped his mouth; his dark golden pupils stared fixedly at the black gate—not fear, but ravenous madness, like a gourmand who has starved for billions of years finally seeing the ultimate buffet prize.

The devouring instinct inside him howled, not fear but yearning.

It seemed that behind the gate lay the ultimate food he had searched for his whole life, capable of truly satiating him.

Wang Zhize's thought shifted.

Can't define the End itself? Then define its impact!

"I can't delete a mathematical axiom, but I can change its computational environment."

His divine thought no longer touched the gate, but spread across the entire primeval world like mercury.

"Definition: This gate is not the End, but the Realm of Rebirth—Gate of Creation."

"Definition: The void inside the gate is not annihilation, but the dormant state of the source of creation!"

Boom!

A war on the conceptual level began in another dimension.

The absolute pressure brought by that black gate had its nature brutally twisted.

It was no longer simple erasure; it now possessed an additional "awaiting activation" attribute.

Although the pressure remained massive, Wang Zhize's divine authority finally found a leverage point.

At that moment, the Core of the primeval world, that chaos rendered dead silent by the removal of the Dominator's eye, suddenly awakened!

A will of raging anger, chaos, yet tinged with a hint of fear, came back online.

Chaos Sovereign!

Under the absolute pressure of the End Gate, it forced its way out of the "blind" logical bug.

It sensed the arrival of the End, the final command that would even format this "system administrator".

Its Core program judged that the "virus" before it, named Wang Zhize, was currently the only variable capable of opposing the "system crash".

"Outsider..."

The Chaos Sovereign's will, for the first time, proactively transmitted comprehensible information to Wang Zhize.

"Ceasefire... I can help you get in... but you must repair the reincarnation!"

Its logic is simple: if Wang Zhize doesn't repair the reincarnation, it will be formatted by the End together with the whole world. If Wang Zhize repairs the reincarnation, there may still be a way to survive.

Wang Zhize's will incarnate, overlooking the swirling chaos, its voice cold with no room for negotiation.

"You have no right to set conditions."

"From now on, I will reconstruct the reincarnation. It will no longer be a formatting that destroys everything..."

"And you, Chaos Sovereign, will be defined as the highest executive of the new system."

"Obey, or be reset together with your old world."

The Chaos Sovereign's will surged like a torrent, the Core program in frantic conflict and game.

A few seconds later, that brutal aura subsided.

It fled.

Primeval Heart Base.

Li Hu stood on the alloy city wall, watching the black gate that pierced heaven and earth in the distance, feeling his sense of existence being almost sucked dry.

"All units, attention!"

His voice, transmitted via a bone-conduction device, rang in each Immortal Path Breaker's mind, "Activate the final bastion protocol! Using the Gate of Creation as the fulcrum, construct an absolute defense line!"

He didn't know what the chief commander intended, he only knew that after the chief commander entered that gate, this place would be the only bridgehead of the Realm of Rebirth in the primeval world, and could not be abandoned.

Inside the base, all computational cores of the Immortal Dao Technology Institute were running at overload.

"The Law Resonator is complete! We can attempt a weak link with the Gate of Creation to provide the chief commander with coordinate positioning!"

Everything is proceeding in an orderly fashion within Wang Zhize's plan.

"Zhitao."

Wang Zhize issued an order.

"You go first."

"Definition: the Creation Gate is the ultimate exploration beacon of the newborn realm, No. 0."

"Your mission: use your teeth to bite out a path for me, and also package the law data of the world behind the gate and send it to me."

"Alright, brother!!!"

Wang Zhitao shouted excitedly, instantly turning into a towering dark‑golden beast; without a second thought, like a cannonball fired from a gun, he slammed headfirst into the Black Gate that represents the Termination of all things!

At the same time, the will of the Chaos Sovereign also stirred.

It has no physical form, but it mobilized the remaining Chaos Origin of the entire Primordial Wilderness, turning into a gray thread that wrapped around Wang Zhitao, guiding him to the sole channel behind the gate that leads to the origin of all things.

Boom!!!

Wang Zhitao's figure vanished inside the gate.

That ancient, ever‑present Black Gate was, for the first time, breached by an 'extraneous being.'

The embodiment of Wang Zhize's will cast one last glance at the rapidly expanding Heart of the Primal Wilderness Base, then another at Li Hu's upright figure.

He knows this may be the biggest gamble of his life.

He steps forward.

His figure also disappears into the endless void of the Creation Gate.

As he enters, the massive Black Gate begins to close slowly.

In the final instant before the gate fully closes, an ancient, weathered yet endlessly hopeful call comes from beyond the gate, crossing space‑time and law, resonating clearly in the deepest soul of every person of the Heart of the Primal Wilderness.

"... return..."