Loud sounds of thunder rumbling and space being torn apart sounded in the sky above the beast master space.

It seemed that not only the beast master space but the whole sea of conscious was churning.

When everyone saw the thunder rumbling, they had an induction and information popped in their minds.

Zi Yang finally knew what was going on.

His sea of conscious not only has extreme chaos qi, but it is actually connected to the extreme of chaos.

Even if it is only the periphery, it has come into contact with the realm on Hongmeng and his act of creation at such a unique place and that too a space with probability to evolve unlimitedly warranted a test from the Great Dao.

Not only him, but also this beast master space.

Even if the intensity of test would not be at the level of opening a complete world – but he couldn’t bear anything now.

Now Zi Yang really wanted to swear.

Come on. I signed up for imitation course not the real deal.

The imitation was tiring enough already.

Void Empress had already escaped and brought the hollow jade frog out of the conscious again.

Zi Yang did not have the time to ask, as thunders started bombarding him.

He felt his clone body cracked all over in the very first one. He hurriedly sucked more energy and called all the broken tools to him resist, dodge, redirect or absorb.

Anything and everything worked.

Some thunders spilled into the beast master space and he had to simultaneously keep putting off fires, or in this case thunder.

Or maybe he thought this too soon – because this thunder seemed to trigger something and transformed into all sorts of issues – floods, fires, landslides, earthquakes – it was a nightmare.

If he were not completely sober, he would have thought he had signed up for a 3-D immersion experience at local theatre.

He could only use juggling arts to the fullest while resisting beatings from the thunder strikes while simultaneously sorting out anomalies.

While he was fighting thunder strikes, he saw more tools flying in.

He knew without anyone saying that they must have been sent in by his master.

Such on that, Great Dao.

I am a krypton master.

It seemed that his thoughts were senses, so the thunder paused and started condensing into last three strikes.

Zi Yang sweated.

Isn’t this too stingy?

Seeing the concentration become more prominent, he was started and quickly turned on his flattery skills.

“Thank you for your test and creation. I know you are doing it for my good.”

Zi Yang shouted loudly.

The thunder dispersed slightly but were still more concentrated than before.

He could only bear it now.

He never thought he would experience that thunder strike enhancement package that protagonists got for being too proud, but unlike them, he did not have the ability to absorb or do body refining.

It seems he is a fake protagonist?

Armed with all hid broken creation tools, he welcomed the last three thunder strikes.

Among the tools thrown by the Void Empress were some thunder absorbing metal tools – sadly they were like paper to fire.

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The level of thunders was different in both dimensions – but the good thing was that her care for Zi Yang made her bring loads of these.

These metals were soon burned or buried into the ground.

Those metals still resisted two thunder strikes.

The last one was resisted by Zi Yang using all the tools together – the contribution of the bell was the most among them – it had a complete space inside it after all – even if it downgraded from the original king level now – the essence still existed.

This original thunder was still raging inside the bell, as evident from its continuous shaking.

The poor heavenspan tree which had just recovered was also bombed and was charred black with lightning arcs flashing on it occasionally.

But he also had to admire the stubbornness of this tree.

Even without growing a spirit, it was already the one with an iron will.

After the thunder strike ended, Zi Yang breathed a sigh of relief. But the unique darkness from which came thunder, did not disappear.

Instead spread to the beast master space and soon, ominous beasts were transformed from it.

They all ran towards him like ants to honey and attacked him from all over.

This time, Void Empress’ clone helped and beat most of them back.

He only her standing proud and waving hands to redirect their attacks against other beasts and fight poison with poison.

What escaped would be torn in pieces by her space strangulation.

Zi Yang used the bell and threw the ravaging thunder inside onto the heads on these beasts.

The density reduced dramatically.

Talk about reasonable use of resources!

With a lot of efforts and what seemed like an eon of fighting, all the beasts were finally dead – even if their energy after dying remained and polluted the earth.

Zi Yang did not relax even now.

Thunder came, as did beasts. It’s only two.

Since it’s a whole package, it must be the three musketeers.

Seemed to graciously fulfill his wish, a fire rose from the ground – burning his clone in and out.

Through the split soul inserted into the clone, Zi Yang’s perspective was brought to his whole soul and so was the soul fire.

His soul seemed to be on fire.

In the outside world, the Void Empress was staying by Zi Yang’s side as she had been for more than two months.

In these two months of Zi Yang’s experience and hardships of creation, she had seen it all – inside the consciousness and outside.

Seeing him sweating and his contorted expression, Void Empress once again sprang into action. She checked his body and after confirming no issue with the help of her natal weapon – the Rubik’s cube, she zeroed in on the soul.

What followed next was simple, soul nourishing resources were continuously transferred by Baize and Dark Void to the Void Empress as she kept using them for Zi Yang.

He was thrown in a medicinal mix of spiritual soul energy resources such as soul crystals from undead, phoenix marrows, lunar laurel petals, flowers of other shores and a drop of earth marrow original fluid.

After making sure that the external soul cleansing liquid seemed reliable and Zi Yang's breath got a lot more steady; Void Empress switched with Baize in taking care of him.

After more than half a month, his expression finally eased a little.

In the beast master space, the clone was almost transparent now – with only his heart becoming more vibrant than before.

When he breathed a sound of relief, a loud rumble came again.

This time, Zi Yang gave in.

He really had no more gas to run on.

Come. Destroy it.

The rumble paused for a moment as if confused, but ultimately started again.

Then, he, the Void Empress and A.I. Joanne saw a vast black-gold expanse covering the sky.

A.I. Joanne was brought in by the empress to provide quick fixes if she could, in her second return to this conscious sea.

Everyone here instinctively knew what it was.

Merit.

Great Dao Merit.

As they looked on, the merit fell.

10% of it fell on the Void Empress and A.I. Joanne who planned the process, and prepared all tools.

10% fell on the creation tools or rather their now constituents.

10% of the merit mixed with the still lingering Xuanhuang qi after creation and transformed into a nine-floor tower.

10% combined with a tiny strand of Hongmeng qi and transformed into a ruler.

10% flew into and was spilled onto the land, sea, stars, and underground.

10% flew to the Heavenspan tree of principles.

Finally, as Zi Yang’s clone body became more illusory and on the verge of disappearing, the remaining 40% flew into his body.

Zi Yang did not use this merit.

Even if uses it to keep this clone, it would be of no use other than recovering a lost blood essence. He could still recover that his level increases.

So, before dissipating here – he made final arrangements.

He used a fourth of his merit to condense a merit ax and drew the dao rhymes from the real constituents into it, thus forming a merit condensed creation axe.

It is not a real spiritual tool; it is just a condensation of dao rhymes and merit. He sealed the dao rhymes and merit so that they shape would remain.

Similarly, he used another fourth to condense a merit earth chisel.

Finally, he extracted a qi from his heart and mixed another 10% into his qi along with the clouds.

This qi was born within his heart when he fought against thunder with a never die attitude – It was righteous qi.

This mixture transformed into righteous qi celebrating cloud.

Finally, he collected the remaining ominous qi with the wave of his hand and used the remaining dao thunder and 10% of his merits to condense a spear.

With a wave of his everything went to their destinations as he intended.

The righteous qi celebrating cloud, merit qi axe and merit qi chisel flew into his heart. His heart now contained these along with a copy of all the insights of the creation process.

The spear flew towards Void Empress and floated. It looked black and purple with slight thunder patterns on it.

Finally, all the creation tools and other acquired tools flew to their destinations in starry sky, in mountains, or under land.

Perhaps one day, if he himself does not use these tools, some of his contracted beasts or locally bred residents would claim these gifts of creation.