The Birth

As the humanoid silhouette appeared, the golden liquid in his Consciousness Sea Space was guided by some force. The liquid, which had been as still as a small pond, rippled in waves.

Then a vortex shaped like a tornado, formed from golden mist, appeared above the liquid. The golden liquid was drawn into it, taking on the shape of the swirling vortex.

At the vortex's center, the humanoid silhouette, once again formed from golden Sanskrit characters, began to develop the intricate network of human blood vessels.

The golden liquid slowly formed a complete system of blood vessels along those complex pathways. It then shed its golden color, turning bloodred, just like real blood.

At the same time, the golden liquid covered the humanoid silhouette again, transforming into solid bones like gold. Then it lost its golden sheen and became ivory-white human bones.

Next came the internal organs, flesh, and skin. At last, a completely new body took shape, looking just like Qi Tian.

When the vortex dispersed, only a small portion of the golden liquid in the pond-like Consciousness Sea Space had been consumed. Floating above it was Qi Tian's new body.

"I can finally be human again!"

Qi Tian gazed at the body before him, elated. Ever since he had transmigrated, he had spent decades as a motionless stone. The experience had been utterly stifling.

The worst part was that his mental energy could clearly make objects float. He could even solidify his consciousness into a palm and defeat Jin Shi and the others in their golden forms, or flatten a mountain several kilometers tall with a single punch.

And yet he couldn't control his own body. He couldn't even use other tools to lift it.

His stone body was ten meters tall, and even Jin Shi, the strongest of them, had to transform into his golden form to move it.

Fortunately, Qi Tian's consciousness covered the entire planet, allowing him to observe everything on it with a single thought. That had kept him from going completely stir-crazy.

"Here comes the crucial part."

With a thought, Qi Tian's consciousness instantly merged with the new body. His body then vanished from the Consciousness Sea Space, overlapping with the stone statue outside until the two became one.

As the new body merged with the stone statue outside, an incredibly strange golden crystal appeared in Qi Tian's Consciousness Sea Space.

The crystal radiated golden light and had been cut into a full 10,081 facets. Every facet bore incredibly complex secret patterns, which were integrated into the entire crystal core.

Before Qi Tian could examine the shining crystal core, a golden, six-sided crystal appeared inside it.

"Hm? Another crystal inside the Life Crystal Core? What is this, nesting dolls?"

As the first golden, six-sided crystal core appeared, Qi Tian sensed a strange fluctuation emanating from it. Then a second appeared, followed by a third, until there were nine crystal cores.

Guided by that strange fluctuation, eight of the cores revolved in an orderly pattern around the first one, forming something like a tiny star system.

The nine cores slowly converged, compressing and merging together before finally exploding into golden fragments. Golden flames blazed up, coalescing into a searing round fireball like a star.

After the first round fireball appeared, more gradually took shape, just as before, until there were nine.

The nine scorching fireballs followed strange trajectories, circling one another to form an unusual celestial structure.

As more golden liquid from his Consciousness Sea Space flowed into them, the nine fireballs absorbed its energy and expanded to ten times their original size in an instant.

The nine fireballs trembled, and the largest of them swelled to its limit!

"Boom!"

The largest miniature star exploded when it reached its limit.

Then came eight more booms. The other eight miniature stars exploded at the same time, scattering into countless fragments.

The explosion produced vast clouds of nebulae, star clusters, dust, and countless tiny planets, forming a spiral galaxy with eight arms.

At the very center of the galaxy were millions of tiny stars. At its core was the first black hole of the Vortex Galaxy.

This tiny black hole slowly devoured nearby matter. At the same time, in places beyond reach, it produced wisps of pure power, while mist-like mental energy appeared around the galaxy from nowhere.

"The changes inside the crystal core in my Consciousness Sea Space look like the formation of a galaxy. Why does this scene feel so familiar?"

Qi Tian watched the Life Crystal Core and saw that the changes were still continuing. Following the same pattern as before, after the first miniature black hole appeared, eight more emerged one after another, each positioned along one of the galaxy's eight arms.

By the time all eight black holes had appeared, the pond of golden liquid in his Consciousness Sea Space had been completely depleted, absorbed in its entirety by the Life Crystal Core.

Qi Tian watched the changes inside the core stop as the golden liquid ran out, and couldn't help feeling disappointed. He had a feeling that, given enough golden liquid, he could grow stronger at an incredible rate.

"Looks like I haven't accumulated enough faith yet."

Meanwhile, deep in the boundless cosmos.

A towering palace, its entire surface glowing bloodred, pierced through space and suddenly appeared in the tranquil Original Universe. Billowing black mist spread across a range of hundreds of billions of kilometers, enveloping the palace.

The palace was immense, radiating endless pressure. Three incredibly complex characters were inscribed above its entrance.

In the main hall at the palace's center, a figure radiating an aura of endless slaughter sat on a Blood-Colored Throne.

He wore a bloodred battle robe, had a pair of golden horns curving from his head, and wore a mask. His tail extended from beneath his battle skirt, sweeping lazily from side to side.

"After waging war in the Universe Ocean for several eras, I've finished building up the identity of Blood Cloud Palace Master for my future third disciple."

The powerhouse on the Blood-Colored Throne murmured to himself. He rested one elbow on an armrest, loosely clenched one hand beneath his chin, and tapped the other armrest rhythmically with his index finger.

"I've killed another Universe Master, so my reputation and strength are established. But that's not enough pressure. I should stir up some trouble with a few weaker races too."

The powerhouse on the Blood-Colored Throne was Zuoshanke. He had just returned from the Universe Ocean to the Primal Universe and was preparing to continue tarnishing the identity of "Blood Cloud Palace Master."

As he pondered, the Will of the Original Universe suddenly descended upon a nearby galaxy, then quickly vanished.

"What a familiar feeling."

Zuoshanke's face was hidden beneath his mask, making his expression impossible to discern. Ever since his soul had been reincarnated into this Primal Universe, the Will of the Original Universe had never stopped keeping him in check.

Even when he entered the Original Universe, he was constantly monitored. The moment he made any move, it would immediately unleash its merciless pressure of will upon him.

Now that he had sensed the sudden descent of the Origin Will of the Original Universe—and one that carried the same warning as before—Zuoshanke couldn't help but grow curious.

In the next instant, he made the Blood Cloud Palace disappear from where it stood and teleported directly to the place where the Origin Will of the Original Universe had appeared.