Trade, Abyss World

As a wizard who had taken the path of physique evolution, Richard had always harbored doubts about the upper limit of physique evolution.

After all, in Wizard Civilization, where bloodline sorcery reigned supreme, even mental evolution could become mainstream. It was hard not to wonder whether there was some flaw in this path.

That doubt had not vanished after Richard became a World Lord. On the contrary, after he learned Life Editing, it only grew stronger.

Even discovering the existence of semi-illusory creatures had not completely dispelled it.

Mental evolution explored the outside world. They studied the laws of this world, then leveraged them with mental power and energy.

Their upper limit depended entirely on how much knowledge they had explored.

Physique evolution was the complete opposite. Physique evolution explored oneself, studying one's own body. Even if they needed to incorporate other creatures, compared to the vast external world, it was still far too small.

But at this moment, the doubt vanished.

Richard looked at the enormous palm slowly extending from the gate and felt that his doubts about physique evolution had truly been the worries of a person beneath a falling sky.

The upper limit of physique evolution might be lower than that of mental evolution, but it was by no means something ordinary people could reach.

At the very least, until he reached the level of the Abyss Lord before him, he had absolutely no need to worry about that problem.

The Abyss Lord did not restrain his pressure or aura. The instant he extended his injured hand, even the space of the Astral Realm distorted.

The space of the Astral Realm was nothing like the fragile space within a world.

When rules were invoked, brute force alone—even an attack of a million Energy Levels—would not be enough