Rewrite My Fate to Become the Daoist Ancestor

[Boom——!!!]

[The black sphere suddenly exploded, the crimson light receded like a tide, replaced by a gigantic shadow slowly rising from the shattered void.]

[The Dragon Person, wrapped in pitch-black steel, seemed like a warrior emerging from the abyss, the dragon head held high, crimson eyes like two blood moons, exuding a suffocating pressure.]

[Its claws were huge and ferocious, a gentle swipe tearing the void like thin paper, leaving a pitch-black fissure that refused to heal for a long time.]

[Its back unfolded into a shield-like mechanical feather wing, etched with the dimmed "Crimson Sun" pattern.]

[Its entire body was a weapon, practically a perfect combat machine.]

["The fusion of the dragon and the destruction power of the majesty creates a life that rivals Radiance upon its very birth."]

[Below the throne, Huanji stared intently at the "Demon Dragon Envoy," feeling immense pressure, her lips pressed tight, her face full of envy.]

[Among the Majestic Death Messengers, only she had not received the blessing of the Crimson Sun.]

[Every Abyssal Dimension was once a complete "world," the strongest among them at least comparable to the universe’s Radiance. Sacrificing such worlds to the "Demon Abyss Will" directly converts power, consuming over ninety percent—too lavish.]

[If these blessings were given to Huanji, just thirty percent would suffice to push her into the Realm of Radiance.]

[Huanji looked back at Xiao Ying, her breath slightly quickening, her fingertips lightly brushing her lips... don’t rush, these are but a trifle for the dear majesty.]

["Father..." The Demon Dragon Envoy’s crimson eyes gazed at Xiao Ying, slightly lowering its head in respect.]

["Father?!" Huanji and Moli almost spoke out simultaneously.]

[Moli gripped the Blood Lotus Demon Blade tightly, a trace of displeasure flickering in her eyes, the blade trembling slightly with a low hum.]

["You should address him as Majesty!" she coldly warned, reminding the Battle Messenger to mind its identity.]

[Whoosh—]

[The Demon Dragon Envoy slightly raised its head, crimson eyes condensing, the pattern of the "Crimson Sun" on its mechanical wings began to faintly glow. A pitch-black storm swept around its body, instantly covering the sky.]

["Impudent!" x3]

[A fatal sense of danger surged within Huanji, Moli, and Leidong simultaneously, voices raised in rebuke.]

["It doesn’t matter; it’s just an appellation. Don’t mind it." Xiao Ying’s voice softly echoed, his palm gently raised, fingertips slightly pressed, and the pitch-black storm immediately dissipated.]

[The Demon Dragon Envoy was originally created from a fragment of Xiao Ying’s True Spirit merged with the power of destruction, a dragon and mechanical life form; calling it a Demon Dragon offspring... is plausible.]

[Moreover, he does not care about the title Majesty; it’s merely that since "Demon Abyss Will," Moli and Leidong have always addressed him as Majesty, not Xiao Ying.]

[To be honest, after his parents left without goodbye, Xiao Ying has reminisced about that time and imagined such a mundane future.]

["But Majesty..." Moli was stunned. During her rest, she had even thought of the name for the nineteenth child. Clearly, she was the first messenger of Majesty.]

["The Demon Dragon Envoy is proud by nature, born for battle, its newly born will is ignorant, unintentionally offending me."]

[Xiao Ying’s gaze fell upon the Demon Dragon Envoy, pondered for a moment, and softly said, "Remember your name—Long Halberd."]

["Long Halberd? My name..." In the Demon Dragon Envoy Long Halberd’s eyes, the crimson faded like a tide, revealing eyes as clear as lake water. Its throat slightly quivered, chewing on the weight of this name.]

["Thank you, Father God, for bestowing the name." Moments later, it bowed its head sharply, its huge body trembling slightly, its tone filled with gratitude.]

["Familiarize yourself, the cosmic knowledge can be taught to you by Huanji." Xiao Ying nodded, reminding, "Long Halberd, remember, don’t become a creature that only knows slaughter. Otherwise, what’s the point of me expending so many resources for you to gain wisdom?"]

["Mm." Long Halberd thoughtfully lowered its head.]

["The Chaos Layer is about to be destroyed."]

[Xiao Ying looked around, the crimson sun hung high in the Celestial Vault, madly extracting all the energy of the Chaos Layer, void fissures spread like a spider web, emanating terrifying ripping sounds.]

["Let’s go."]

[Xiao Ying’s gaze suddenly focused, locking onto the "Soul Refining Demon Venerable’s" Qi, fingers lightly drew in the air, instantly tearing the space into a pitch-black passage, dark energy swirling like a vortex.]

[Long Halberd obediently reached out a giant claw, cradled the Black Iron Throne, and entered the pitch-black passage first, heading towards the abyssal dimension where Soul Refining Demon Venerable was originally born. Leidong, Moli, Huanji followed closely behind.]

[Abyssal Dimension—Void Layer.]

[Here was a world where void and chaos intertwined, lacking physical matter, only countless wandering streams of data traversing the void, flickering like phantoms.]

[This was the product of a peculiar virtual world invading reality, data phantoms devoured souls and matter, gradually evolving over long ages into a warped yet real world.]

[The lord in the Abyssal Dimension was famous, known as—World Tree Yggdrasil.]

[Its form was like a giant tree penetrating heaven and earth, roots deeply embedded into the void, its branches and leaves extending into the endless void.]

[It is the world itself.]

[Two ways for the Demon Abyss Lord to evolve.]

[One is the traditional route of "I am the world" exemplified by the Bone Lord, World Tree Yggdrasil; the other is the singular lifeform route of "The world is me," exemplified by Demon Emperor Tiamat and Xiao Ying.]