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A profound depth kept emerging in his eyes.

At this moment, unimaginable powers were clashing within him.

All his cultivation abilities, all his power, all his comprehension, had reached the peak, the Overlord Level.

Now, he needed to make a choice belonging to him alone.

He closed his eyes slightly, and all the aura around him intertwined and then poured into the divine spot, infusing his mind.

“Boom——”

In his mind, a long dragon appeared.

The blood-red dragon’s body was billions of miles long, pulling the surrounding space into motion as if it was about to ascend directly.

The blood dragon kept ramming, its body slowly becoming more solid.

As time changed, the long dragon’s body transformed into the most combat-appropriate form with four legs and a long tail.

The Ancient Dragon Crocodile, the Primordial Overlord.

This was the evolution of the Dragon Crocodile to the Overlord Level based on the foundation of his own power of qi and blood.

Just as the Dragon Crocodile’s body was formed, the golden light and blood color in his eyes began to intertwine and struggle.

The immense physical strength started to erode the soul.

Was it to completely give up his intelligence, becoming the most powerful war machine in the world, an Overlord bringing annihilation, or to keep his own sanity, letting his power never reach the utmost peak?

As the body of the Dragon Crocodile of the Primordial Era took shape, Han Muye finally understood why the Dragon Crocodile, also known as the Heaven-reaching Taoist, had given up his physical body.

What was the point of having the strongest physical body if one could not fully control it or even imprison one’s own growth?

“Roar——”

The Dragon Crocodile in his mind roared continuously, and Han Muye’s body began to tremble.

In the end, he opened his eyes; the body of the Dragon Crocodile in his mind shattered, turning into nothingness.

To walk the path of the Dragon Crocodile again?

Pointless.

His body trembled, and a hint of redness surfaced on his face, his expression solemn.

Just now, he used the power of his Golden Finger to deduce the Great Path of achieving the Primordial Overlord’s physical body.

Such a path would eventually reach a cultivation level after which one could no longer advance.

Continuing on would require an endless price.

In the end, Han Muye chose to give up on achieving the body of the Dragon Crocodile.

This was an extra glimpse into the future. If it weren’t for the control of the powers of time and space, merely this peek could have cost him his life.

He clenched his fists tightly, a focused divine light shining in his eyes.

Taking a deep breath, in his mind, Puppet Fighters, black armors appeared one after another.

One had to admit, the legacy of the Galaxy Universe was a presence that swept across the Ten Thousand Domains.

Countless universes turned to waste under the onslaught of the iron torrent.

In Han Muye’s mind, the battle puppets and armors began to solidify.

His soul settled in his mind, his expression grave.

Divine lights shot from the palms of his soul, forming divine patterns.

Countless divine patterns splashed upon the bodies of the battle puppets in front of him.

At this moment, those battle puppets condensed into one body.

Han Muye’s palms pressed down, infusing all his comprehension into the body of this Puppet Fighter, and countless divine patterns appeared on this body.

A power so intense as to be on the verge of exploding surged, causing Han Muye’s soul to shake.

The brilliance in his eyes had reached its limit.

At this moment, he was doing something he had never dared to do before.

“Hum——”

The power that seeped from that body was restrained, countless divine patterns ultimately transforming into strands of golden light and then converging within the body, becoming tendons and bones.

Han Muye’s fingers trembled ever so slightly.

This was the limit of the power he could withstand, beyond his control.

Because this power was never his to control in the first place.

It belonged to the Divine Forbidden Zone!

Creating life!

Back in the Galaxy Universe, he had tried to step into the true pinnacle of Artifact Refining, the stuff of legends: creating life.

Unfortunately, back then his strength was not enough, and he ultimately had to give up.

This time, he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to impact the Primordial Overlord Level and make another attempt.

Countless divine patterns converged within the body, and the body before him began emitting divine light that could not be suppressed.

This was the start of a sentient being capable of becoming a true living creature.

When this being merged with him, that was to step into the Overlord Level of the Artifact Refining path, far surpassing all artifact refiners that had ever existed in the Galaxy Universe from ancient times to the present.

“Hum——”

As Han Muye pressed down with both hands, pouring all his soul’s strength into that body, a roaring sound emerged from within the body, like the raging rivers or as if galaxies were churning.

A hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

Creating life.

He could feel the power of life beginning to stir within this puppet body.

With just the last thread of opportunity, this life force could be activated.

He took a deep breath and channeled his soul’s power toward the body before him.

Just as a thread of his soul’s power penetrated the body in front of him, he suddenly stopped his hands.

“I understand now…”

Looking at the body before him, he suddenly whispered.

As he stopped, the body in front of him slowly turned into nothingness.

All of this was, from the beginning, nothingness.

All the images in his mind dispersed, and Han Muye opened his eyes.

“Nine Mysteries Peak Master, did I create you, or did you create me?”

Just now, if he had continued, he could have created a living being.

But this being would have merged with his body and soul, and then started swallowing everything he was.

Although his own strength was about to step into the Overlord Level, compared to the being he would have created, it was still far too little.

This was an interesting misalignment.

He could create life, a deity even, yet he himself was unable to harness it.

The outcome was predictable.