After Chu Qing tore apart the golden heavenly stele symbolizing the greater universe's immune mechanism with one hand, the entire cosmic womb sea fell into deathly silence. The Creator's projection, his towering body woven from nebulae, now swayed violently like a candle guttering in the wind, shedding vast swathes of dark, murky chaos matter. Deep fury and a trace of fear finally seeped uncontrollably into his lofty, merciless divine consciousness.
"Not only did you see through the cruel truth of the energy pasture, you can even forcibly deconstruct my foundational laws..." The Creator's projection spoke like rusted primordial star husks scraping against one another in the void. "All living things sink into tangled cycles of karma and reincarnation. How can your Dao fruit be so pure? This could never have arisen in a lower dimension!"
Chu Qing stood with his hands behind his back atop the Eternal Heavenly Palace's purple-gold dragon head, his robes whiter than snow and untouched by a speck of dust. He looked down upon that colossal figure, mighty in appearance but hollow within, and curled his lips into a cold sneer of utter contempt. "Because your heart is already filled with greed and lust for power, you see cages and chains everywhere throughout the heavens and myriad worlds. You wrap yourself in endless red tape and complex founding ordinances, proclaiming yourself a god, when you are merely a cosmic thief trapped in a cocoon of your own making. Before my Dao of Daluo Simplification, your heaps of ornate laws do not even qualify as a fig leaf."
"Insolence! If I cannot destroy you, then I will forcibly assimilate you!" The Creator's projection roared hysterically. He suddenly spread his arms, blotting out the cosmic womb sea, and the endless world bubbles dimmed as one. He actually drained