Once the idea of creating a god took hold, Qin Chuan could no longer suppress it.
He looked at the Void Heart, still pulsing in the distance. What had seemed like an impossibly troublesome source of disaster had become the perfect material.
He hesitated no longer.
A wisp of dark Divine Might flowed from his fingertip. He blended it with the Trickster's Divine Authority and gently touched the singularity of "nothingness."
This was more than an infusion of energy. It was a brand upon the soul.
He intended to mark the New God with his imprint at its very source.
Hum!
The instant Qin Chuan's will and power entered the singularity, the entire Void Vortex froze.
It was as though every trace of heat had been drawn from a pot of boiling water.
The next moment, the Void Heart roared in fury.
It sensed a challenge: Absolute Suppression from a being that shared its source but stood above it.
Rumble!
The entire dark vortex ran wild. Its energy no longer leaked out at random, but gathered into a massive Void Energy Torrent. Carrying the power to annihilate everything, it thundered toward Qin Chuan and the singularity in his palm.
This was the Void Heart's last struggle. It was trying to destroy the newborn core that would replace it.
Qin Chuan stood unmoved before the world-shattering blow. The singularity in his palm merely trembled.
A purer, more fundamental concept of "nothingness" spread outward.
The moment the raging torrent touched that conceptual domain, it recoiled like a beast facing its natural enemy. Its fury and destructive intent vanished at once. It obediently changed course and was swallowed whole by the tiny singularity.
Not even a ripple rose.
As one waned and the other grew, the outcome became clear.
Every furious pulse of