At Logan's command, everyone moved quickly.

Within moments, Violet led her team, carrying Kane, and stepped into a spatial rift.

Logan retracted his gaze. From the distant sky, ten beams of rule-light suddenly descended, bleaching the night sky white.

Logan's face went cold as he raised his right hand.

[Nine Realms Projection!]

In an instant, a virtual universe spanning a kilometer in diameter unfolded behind him.

Nine main stars orbited the central planet along their tracks. World source energy condensed into a pale golden barrier, sealing off both the temple plaza and the eastern corridor entrance in one go.

Beyond the barrier, the void warped. Silvery-white electric arcs tore through the air first.

The Demigod Leon Stanley stepped forward.

His staff was wrapped in bone dragons soul fragments, projecting a hundred-meter wingspan. Electric arcs leaped along its shaft, crackling loudly. Nine other figures followed, each holding a rule-light, arrayed behind him.

Titan Titus was surrounded by earth-yellow gravity ripples.

Felix Han spread frost-white ice crystals across the ground.

Mordred Fan's body churned with a gray mist, as distorted human faces screamed within it.

Norn Karl's eyes swirled with pale golden rune patterns.

Bar Cross had a black hole slowly rotating on his chest, emitting an ear-piercing shriek from its pitch-black vortex.

Four more figures stood behind them, each controlling Creation, Destruction, Time, and the Space Rule.

The ten complete Demigods formed a semicircle around the barrier.

Leon pointed his staff at the barrier. His voice carried through the light screen, dripping with mockery. "Logan! The Observer No. 1 has already chosen this vessel. Why struggle?"

"Surrender. It will be your honor."

Logan stood on the inside of the barrier, his expression blank.

"Honor?" He snorted, pointing at Leon, then sweeping his gaze over the other nine. "You ten are just tools to The Observer No. 1. Even if you all die here, he'll just breed another ten pieces on his board. He doesn't even care if you live or die, and yet you still fight for him?"

Outside the barrier, the ten Demigods' expressions shifted slightly.

Titan Titus snorted, slamming his fists into the ground. "Sharp tongue. Let's see how long you keep talking when this barrier breaks."

[Tenfold Gravity Field!]

The tenfold gravity field crashed down. The barrier's surface rippled violently. Half a meter of volcanic rock beneath Logan's feet collapsed, and spiderweb-like cracks spread outward.

Felix Han raised his hand.

[Eternal Winter Domain!]

The domain expanded. The temperature plummeted. Within a ten-mile radius, the air froze into ice crystals, coating the volcanic rock in a thick layer of frost.

Leon Stanley raised his staff high. "Attack!"

[Ten Thousand Thunder Tribulations!]

Ten thousand bolts of tribulation lightning struck from the heavens. Three rules overlapped, slamming into the barrier.

Boom!

Densely packed spiderweb-like cracks surfaced on the barrier, spreading outward from the impact point.

Logan's chest churned as life force and blood rushed through him. A metallic tang rose in his throat. He forced it back down.

The barrier shattered. The pale golden screen exploded into a storm of fragments. The ten Demigods stepped into the plaza simultaneously.

Leon flicked his staff, causing the electric arcs to surge. "The vessel has accepted its master! Prepare to harvest!"

Mordred·Fan narrowed his eyes, a gray mist swirling around him. "Don't get careless. Check first if he still has any fight left in him."

Norn·Karl watched the runes glow in her eyes, trying to predict Logan's trajectory.

The moment the runes brushed against Logan's presence, they were pushed back by a far stronger golden rule.

Norn let out a sharp grunt. The runes in her eyes flickered wildly, dark spots flashed across her vision, and she stumbled back.

She took a half-step back, her voice tight with disbelief. "The scar in his chest is interfering with the Prophecy Rule. I can't lock onto his coordinates anymore."

A ripple of sharp gasps broke out among the ten Demigods.

"Damn it, how is that even possible?" one shouted.

"What did he just do?" another added.

Logan's face remained completely still, giving nothing away.

Behind him, the Nine Realms Projection roared to life. The light from its nine main stars flared, and world source energy effortlessly overpowered the gravity around them.

The cracked earth beneath his boots stopped crumbling, holding firm under his weight.

Logan looked at the ten Demigods standing before him, a cold smirk touching his mind. Ten Demigods. Just disposable pawns for The Observer No. 1.

He knew exactly what was going on.

The real threat wasn't the army in front of him. It was the cold, watchful will buried inside the scar on his left arm.

The Observer No. 1 was watching from afar. It wasn't attacking head-on yet—just probing, looking for a crack.

It was waiting for him to get distracted by the Demigods' attack, planning to seep into his mind and claim his consciousness.

Logan gritted his teeth. Want to take advantage of me now? Think again. I'll turn your little scheme against you.

He made a choice. With a thought, he dropped his mental hold on the nine-spiral gene chain and let the scar's power rise.

Instantly, a torrent of golden energy flooded his veins. The scar blazed to life, sending cracks of light racing up his arm and across his body. His veins glowed like liquid gold, pulsing beneath his skin like flowing magma.

The surge of power made his vision blur for a split second.

But he shook it off just as fast, using his own willpower to keep his mind sharp.

At the same time, deep in the core of the Plane Graveyard.

The Observer No. 1's cold eyes widened. "What's happening? The Truth Mark is evolving faster than expected."

He pushed out a thread of soul power, reaching out to track the scar on Logan's arm.

The mark connected his mind to Logan's. He watched as the golden patterns spread across the boy's body and smiled. "Perfect. The vessel is finally accepting the mark. Once I completely merge with his mind, this body will be mine."

With a thought, he increased the flow. A river of golden energy tore through the void, pouring straight into Logan's left arm.

Meanwhile, outside the perimeter barrier of the No. 53 Restricted Zone.

The Demigods saw the golden light crawling across Logan's skin and assumed the mark had taken hold.

Leon·Stanley raised his staff. "The vessel is bound. Move in and finish it!"

Mordred·Fan narrowed his eyes. "Stay sharp. He might lash out. Cripple his limbs first—better safe than sorry."

Bar·Cross licked his lips. "I'm taking his devouring core."

Norn·Karl shook her head. "Hold your positions. The prophecy is still unclear—wait. He's faking it!"

Before she could finish, golden lightning flared across Logan's body. A massive surge of energy slammed into his genetic core.

Logan's power began to spike.

Deep in the core of the Plane Graveyard.

The Observer No. 1 watched as the mark he had planted began to fully consume Logan. He nodded, satisfied. "Perfect. Soon you'll be my soul container. Let me give you a little extra push. Take more power."

With that, he channeled his soul power through the Truth Mark. Wave after wave of raw power poured into Logan.

As the power flooded in, Logan's transformation deepened. Just as he was about to cross the final threshold, The Observer No. 1 froze.

"What? Why did it stop?"

The Observer No. 1 pushed his awareness into Logan's body to check the situation.

He had expected the energy to flood Logan's consciousness. Instead, it was completely absorbed by the nine-spiral DNA inside him.

Driven by the energy from The Observer No. 1, the cracks in Logan's nine-spiral DNA sealed up instantly. They mended completely, bringing it back to peak condition. This fully restored the time gene chain inside him.

Right at his core, the time array flared back to life.

In that moment, Logan reclaimed his command over time.

Realizing what had happened, The Observer No. 1's expression turned dark.

Suddenly, through his spiritual senses, he saw Logan's lips curl into a faint smile. Logan looked up at the empty sky, as if he could see through millions of miles and stare straight back into the Plane Graveyard core. "Thanks."

Logan's words hit The Observer No. 1 like a slap. His will faltered for a split second.

It finally clicked. Logan had deliberately let his guard down on the Truth Mark on purpose. He had only done it to use the Observer's own power to heal his nine-spiral genes.

Furious, The Observer No. 1 unleashed a torrent of silver-gray space energy from the Plane Graveyard's core. "Damn it! He played me!"

In his rage, the Observer's cold consciousness shot through space and time, landing directly in the minds of the ten Demigods. "Break him! I don't care how. If I cripple him, he won't be able to withstand the Truth Mark anymore!"

Leon·Stanley received the command. His face darkened. "Hear that? The Observer No. 1 gives the order: attack as one. Beat him until he can't even crawl!"

The ten Demigods struck at the exact same time.

Leon raised his staff high.

[Ten Thousand Thunder Tribulations!]

Arcs tore through the air, burning a sharp, acrid stench into the wind.

Felix unleashed his Eternal Winter Domain. The temperature plummeted toward absolute zero, freezing the space within ten miles into a world of solid ice.

Titan slammed his fists into the ground. A seismic Shockwave rippled outward, cracking the earth open. Molten rock erupted in violent geyser after geyser.

Three different rules merged into one devastating strike, slamming straight toward Logan.

Logan just smiled. He formed a seal with his right hand, and a silver-white glow ignited.

[Time Rewind!]

Time power washed over Logan's body, pulling him back to his absolute peak.

At the same time, he drew a sharp arc with his left hand.

[Myriad Laws to Ruin!]

The moment the words left his lips, creation and destruction twisted together into a vortex. A field of pure disintegration expanded in front of Logan.

The [Ten Thousand Thunder Tribulations] fired by Leon was sucked into the center of the field. It broke apart, shattering into raw lightning particles.

Logan flicked his wrist. The blue-white lightning particles floated toward his familiar world, where the primary lightning star absorbed them across the void.

Fueled by Leon's own lightning force, the storms on that lightning star raged threefold. Its orbit even stabilized by half a degree.

"Thanks!"

Before a stunned Leon could react, Logan's figure vanished.

In the next instant, he reappeared right in front of Bar·Cross.

Bar's pupils shrank. "You dare approach me? You're begging for death!"

[Annihilation·Black Hole!]

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