"Deathbone made quite a good haul too."
Mu Yuan looked toward the distant sky, feeling pleased. Then he gazed at his right palm.
A mass of Miracle Power was swirling in his palm.
The multicolored power resembled a water sphere gathered together, subtly changing shape as he gently squeezed it.
His primary goal in entering the Apocalypse Mystic Realm this time was not to perfect his combat system.
Mu Yuan had a clear understanding of his own position. No matter how powerful the force he commanded, he was not suited to charge into the front lines of battle.
He was Mu—The One Who Commanded the Evolution Miracle—Yuan.
But the Evolution Miracle was profound and extraordinary. It was a Golden Finger, yet every Golden Finger inevitably had its own basic logic.
Power, energy, elements, domains, concepts...
According to the information he currently possessed, since Evolution Power could be regarded as a kind of power, it naturally possessed its own conceptual nature.
Mu had already grasped the basics of many concepts, yet he alone had been unable to comprehend the Miracle Concept.
He could not even glimpse a corner of it.
He had no clue at all.
He placed his hopes on the Apocalypse Mystic Realm.
Before the Apocalypse Pillar known as "Heaven's Mandate," whose comprehension difficulty was the highest, he had sat alone for a week.
He...
Still could not glimpse the Miracle Concept.
But!
Brilliant light flashed deep in Mu Yuan's eyes. "The concept of miracles does not exist in this world. Neither does a law known as miracles. Or rather, all concepts related to miracles have already been gathered away."
He stared at the multicolored ball of light in his palm.
This might be one of the roots.
The miracle representing evolution.
"Evolution itself is a miracle—a miracle born