Qin Chuan's Divine Sense lightly touched the Incomplete Forging Godhead hovering at the core of his consciousness.
Now, it was no mere trophy, no block of energy waiting to be absorbed.
To Qin Chuan, this Godhead was a rigorous method, a scripture of creation written in Divine Script that explained how to bring something out of nothing.
He did not choose to devour it.
Instead, he reached out like a king, enveloping it and drawing it toward him.
Hiss—
The Godhead, gleaming dark red, was dragged by an irresistible will into his Internal Divine Kingdom, where chaos had only just begun to part!
The instant the Godhead entered, the entire chaotic world erupted.
As though a drop of boiling oil had struck still water, countless frenzied Law Fragments became primitive tendrils. Like deep-sea beasts catching the scent of blood, they surged toward the intruder.
They wanted to tear it apart, chew it up, and make it their own.
Qin Chuan's will descended. Like an eternal, undying god, he stood guard at the center of the hundred-meter-wide Stable Domain.
He made no attempt to drive away the surging Chaos Laws.
Quite the opposite.
"Come."
A cold, absolute command rang through his Divine Kingdom.
His will became an invisible hand vast enough to blot out the sky and reached into the wildest, most disorderly depths of the Sea of Chaos.
He seized the most unruly Law Fragments and forcibly dragged them around the Forging Godhead.
This was the first step of forging: choosing the material.
And Qin Chuan's material was the Chaos that formed the World Origin.
His Divine Sense was the furnace. His supreme understanding of shadow and the Domain Realm formed its walls, containing materials capable of tearing a Divine Soul apart.
Then he struck the first blow of the