Right after, the edge of the pitch-black black hole flared with a blinding white light. It stripped away all the mixed impurities from the rules in the familiar world.

Only the pure origins of the rules remained. Flowing along the gene chains, they merged into Logan’s Soul Sea, transforming into base power for him.

As this power surged in, the eighteen gene chains inside Logan’s body grew thicker. His understanding of the rules deepened rapidly. They balanced and boosted each other perfectly, with no conflicts at all.

At the same time, inside Logan’s familiar world, the world laws—originally built from eighteen rules—began to branch out. More and more Divine Rule started to grow.

Logan couldn’t help but look forward to the future. Once these Divine Rules matured, he would gather even more of them, weaving a far stronger familiar world.

And that was exactly what would give him the confidence to face The Observer No. 1.

With that thought in mind, Logan rubbed his hands together and pulled his consciousness back to the real world.

Right now, he could clearly feel that his grasp of the rules had deepened past his old limits.

Even though his stage was still stuck at quasi-Demigod, the rule power he could command was more than double what it had been before.

At the same time, The Observer No. 1, trapped inside the seal, suddenly sensed the surge in Logan’s aura.

A wave of unknown panic spread through his chest. This sense of danger drove him completely crazy.

For a Demigod, a sixth sense was never just a wild guess. It was an accurate warning.

Logan was already strong enough to be a real threat.

Realizing this, The Observer No. 1 stopped holding back. He frantically called upon the rules inside him and hurled them at the seal.

First, he combined three Divine Rule. Then five. Then seven. Finally, he directly activated twelve rules at once to hammer against Logan’s seal.

Golden energy crashed against the seal walls like a tidal wave. The eighteen sky-piercing light pillars began to shake violently.

But he had forgotten one crucial thing: the origins of the 128 worlds he had devoured were naturally in conflict. When he pulled more than ten rules at the same time, that hidden clash instantly exploded.

Golden Inferno bubbled up from the cracks in The Observer No. 1’s soul, spreading fast along the tangled connections of the origins. His left arm couldn’t handle the pressure first. It shattered into golden dust and scattered into Kane’s Soul Sea.

"Damn! Backlash!" The Observer No. 1 screamed in pain, but he didn’t care. He knew that once Logan fully digested the other observers’ Divine Rule, he would have zero chance of winning.

So, he drained every bit of power he had left. He pounded against the seal wall recklessly, desperate to kill Logan before it was too late.

Dense cracks spiderwebbed across the surface of the spatial cage. The prophecy warning net kept flashing red. Threads of life snapped one by one. Chains of death were pulled completely taut.

With a sharp crack, the seal shattered.

The Observer No. 1’s soul burst out of Kane’s body like a streak of golden light.

He had planned to kill Logan on the spot, but the moment he felt the power radiating from Logan’s body, panic set in.

He knew his own consciousness was weak, having spent most of his soul power. He was no longer Logan’s match.

The realization only made The Observer No. 1 angrier.

He had to rebuild his body fast and reclaim the origin power that was rightfully his.

Only then could he take control again. Ignoring Logan completely, he tore through a plane portal and flew straight toward the plane graveyard in the First Restricted Zone.

Logan watched Kane’s battered body and let out a quiet sigh. He decided to let The Observer No. 1 escape.

After carefully picking up Kane and settling him down, Logan turned and gave chase toward the First Restricted Zone.

High above the zone, The Observer No. 1’s soul returned to the core of the plane graveyard—but it slammed straight into the creation barrier Observer No. 7 had set up. A bright green light flared up instantly.

The Observer No. 1 was violently knocked backward, crashing hard into a pile of plane wreckage.

The 9 soul fragments near the Creation Temple also flared with creation rule-light. The two barriers overlapped perfectly, leaving absolutely no gap.

The Observer No. 1 tried to jump through space three times, but each attempt was thrown back by the barrier. He couldn’t break through the blockade.

"Damn it! You traitors! You left me no choice!" The Observer No. 1 snapped, his fury boiling over. He knew he had no other path left.

He burned through all his origin power. Golden Inferno wrapped around his soul, forcing its way through the double lockdown and tearing a tiny fissure in the barrier.

He shot through the opening. The raw power from burning his origins pushed his aura to the very threshold of True God—even if just for a moment.

He knew this would leave him severely weakened, maybe even cut off his path to ever reaching True God. But with no other way out, he had only one option: charge at Logan and fight to the death.

CRACK!

Logan was tearing through space at full speed, racing toward the First Restricted Zone.

Suddenly, a massive space rift tore open above him. A streak of golden light shot out and slammed into the ground with a deafening crash.

The volcano that had been standing nearby was completely gone. The flowing magma vanished. Even the scattered rocks and the air itself were wiped clean.

The blast was so fierce it nearly erased Logan’s space coordinate from the entire star map of Lost World.

The ground where he had just been standing had collapsed a hundred meters deep, leaving behind a massive, perfectly smooth crater.

Moments later, Logan stepped through another spatial barrier. He looked battered, but his pupils shimmered with light from eighteen different Divine Rules.

He straightened up. Behind him, his eighteen realms fully opened. Eighteen sky-piercing pillars of light flared up, locking the chaotic space in place.

Logan turned toward the sky, where The Observer No. 1 hovered. His voice was ice-cold. "You’re asking for it."

The Observer No. 1 floated in midair. The origins of the 128 worlds swirled around him, forming a chaotic, spinning ring of stars.

His aura, just short of the True God threshold, radiated outward in crushing waves. The the earth beneath his feet kept crumbling, sending tons of rock floating into the air.

Marks from the Kane Self-Destruct Destruction Rule still burned across his body. Golden Inferno occasionally spewed from the cracks in his origins, searing his flesh.

"Logan," The Observer No. 1 sneered, his voice cracking the air around him. "When I was devouring the 128 worlds, your Earth was still in its savage age. You really thought you could outsmart me?"

"Judgment of Fate—Fallen Stars!"

With a shout, The Observer No. 1 raised his hand and formed a torrent of energy a kilometer wide.

Inside the torrent, the power of over a dozen rules—destruction, devouring, lightning, and more—crashed down toward Logan.

Wherever the torrent passed, space was ripped to shreds. Even the obsidian the earth beneath Logan’s feet was vaporized instantly.

Logan stood at the edge of the crater. Behind him, the early form of the Ring of a Hundred Worlds unfolded. The glow of eighteen Divine Rules swirled along the ring.

Around it, dozens of newly born Divine Rules flickered into view, slowly taking shape.

The Observer No. 1 stared in disbelief. "This can’t be! When did you manage to comprehend so many Divine Rules?!"

Logan didn’t bother answering. He simply raised his hand and released the technique [Myriad Laws to Ruin].

In a split second, a disintegration field woven from creation and destruction opened up before him. It expanded to a kilometer wide, perfectly positioned to catch the falling torrent.

The moment the mixed rule energy touched the field, it shattered into its most basic particles.

As the torrent was completely absorbed, Logan stood there completely unharmed.

Even after absorbing those broken energy particles, the faint Divine Rule cores behind Logan’s back solidified a bit more.

Seeing this, The Observer No. 1’s pupils shrank sharply, his face going completely rigid. "Impossible! How are you capable of mastering so many Divine Rules?!"

"Or maybe... you’re just too dumb to get it?" Logan fixed his gaze on The Observer No. 1, a mocking smirk on his face.

"I’ll kill you!" The Observer No. 1 roared, panic and fury mixing in his eyes. He raised his hand and unleashed a barrage of over ten rules at once.

"Soul Scream!"

A deafening roar echoed through the air. lightning, Frost, gravity, Devouring, soul, darkness... over a dozen rules descended simultaneously. Their combined force was three times stronger than the attack before.

Logan sidestepped, easily dodging the main impact zone. The glow behind his Ring of a Hundred Worlds flared even brighter. "The 128 rules you swallowed are constantly fighting each other inside you. You can barely control a dozen at once, and they drag each other down. You’re not even using sixty percent of their true strength."

Logan’s voice cut through the deafening explosions, reaching The Observer No. 1 with perfect clarity. "The Divine Rules I command may number only eighty-one, but they work in perfect harmony. There is zero conflict between them. So what exactly are you using to fight me? Idiot!"

With that, Logan raised his right palm. All eighty-one of his Divine Rules spun into motion at once, forming a massive Resonance vortex around The Observer No. 1.

The vortex latched onto the pathways of the rules The Observer No. 1 was drawing upon, twisting in the opposite direction. It snapped precisely onto the origin points within his body and began to shake violently.

The sudden vibration hit hard. The Observer No. 1 could feel the origins inside him churning out of control.

His grip slipped. The power of the rules he was commanding started to fade, and the clashes between them became painfully obvious.

Lightning and Frost slammed into each other, wiping out nearly a third of their combined force...

The Devouring Rule surged backward, directly swallowing and erasing the Destruction Rule...

Logan watched the chaotic storm of energy and scoffed. "Looks powerful, but it’s just all smoke and mirrors!"

"Son of a bitch! The more Divine Rules a True God commands, the stronger they get!" The Observer No. 1 roared in blind fury, completely ignoring the fatal flaw of clashing origins.

He frantically pushed more power into his control. Twenty. Twenty-five. Thirty. He eventually forced thirty-eight rules to surge toward the Resonance vortex.

But the moment he forced more than ten rules into play, golden flames erupted deep inside his soul.

As he drew upon even more rules, golden Inferno raced through the cracks connecting his origins. Everywhere it touched, the core particles disintegrated into ash.

This was a chain reaction of spontaneous combustion triggered by the 128 clashing origins. Its heat alone was enough to incinerate a True God’s soul.

"Agh! Damn it!"

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