As his Origin Power continued to pour out, a landmass of one hundred million square kilometers soon took shape.
On that land, everything could change according to his will.
Mountains, rivers, lakes, seas—anything.
But when he tried to create life, he ran into trouble.
First, he created a single cell and placed it in the water.
Yet the cell showed no sign of life. It simply sank, ruptured, and died.
"Strange. Why isn't there any sign of life?"
After some thought, he created hundreds of millions more cells and put them all in the water.
Without exception, they all sank. One by one, they ruptured and died.
"That's too strange. I replicated the cells exactly, without changing a single atom. How could this happen?"
After thinking it over, he decided the problem was not with the cells he had created. There was something he had overlooked.
"Could it be because they don't have souls? But does a cell even have a soul?"
He could find no other explanation.
Otherwise, how could a cell with nothing wrong at any stage remain as unresponsive as a dead object?
But souls involved Fundamental Particles, a level only an Omniversal Level powerhouse could reach.
In other words, no matter how much Origin Power he spent, he could not create a soul.
After a moment, he shifted his consciousness to The Ancient One.
After channeling power to her through Divine Grace, he felt their connection had grown even closer.
With a single thought, he could even enter her body.
Meanwhile.
In the endless universe.
The Ancient One was arguing with the Black Order, Hela, and Laufey over where to go next.
"We should go back. Only then can we get reinforcements, ships, and our subordinates."
"Exactly. We're completely in the dark out here. We