The instant the three Divine Cores collided, the vortex at Ye Qing's chest seemed to reenact the Big Bang.
A blaze of incandescent white suddenly lit up at the vortex's center, then rapidly spread throughout Ye Qing's body, accompanied by violent shock waves.
Under that impact, Ye Qing even felt as though his formidable divine body was buckling beneath the burden and about to shatter.
Of course, he had anticipated this situation long ago, simply because he understood just how audacious his undertaking was. He was no longer experimenting; he was testing his fate and gambling with his life.
His wager was that he would succeed.
With the Yin-Yang Divine Core as his foundation and his divine sense and blood vitality as fuel, he would develop every opposing force-light and darkness, ice and fire, annihilation and creation, destruction and life, good and evil-and ultimately use the Yin-Yang Divine Core as a bridge to balance those opposing forces and finally fuse them.
His approach was simply rather direct and crude. Without the laws of divine authority corresponding to those forces, he could only develop similar powers.
Well... anyone who had read a certain September-themed comic would easily understand. What Ye Qing was doing now was like Tanlang using the Hand of God to copy eight elements and become a demigod. There was a vast gulf between that and becoming a true god by genuinely gathering all eight elements.
What he copied possessed only form, not essence; only power, not authority.
No matter how perfectly he carried out the process, he could never truly possess those powers. But Ye Qing's aim was not to gather the strengths of every school. Rather, he intended to draw on the Douluo God Realm's unique abstract framework and attempt to develop the Power of Creation from