Embrace Rebirth

"This is... a little too outrageous, isn't it?"

Standing beneath the towering structure, Huai Shi looked up at the frenzied scene, his eyes widening instinctively before a searing pain came from his eyeballs.

It echoed within his soul—

Overwhelmingly vast and complex miraculous transformations filled Huai Shi's senses, like countless incomprehensible yet bizarre and impossible-to-ignore streams of data continuously drilling into his brain.

It was going to burn out his CPU.

Before the leaking High Temperature could incinerate him, everything before his eyes had already wounded his soul.

The Forging Furnace was ringing out, and countless tiny components and parts were trembling.

Before this high-order miraculous transformation, everything was as insignificant as dust.

Even though the other party stood utterly still and had never noticed his existence, Huai Shi still felt the terror of being crushed by the aftershock.

The symbol of divinity was falling.

Dragged by the Grandmaster's power, it fell toward the mortal world!

This was the end of every struggle, the final stage of the Creation Ritual.

The consequence revealed by fate.

He had arrived too late.

Yet at that instant, Huai Shi suddenly realized that was not the case. It was not that he had come too late; rather, he had arrived at precisely the right time!

Everything was part of fate.

What was needed to remake the existence of a god was not merely power, but countless preconditions and exacting requirements, like a cultivator in some novel surviving tribulation and ascending.

The right time, the right place, and the right people were all indispensable.

After waiting for so long, Publius had finally secured the right time. Helios had guaranteed the right place. But the final element, the "right people"—"fate"—did not mean united hearts and precise cooperation...

It meant stirring up conflict!

Whether they were natives