I, Silver Superman, have been upgraded to Omniscient and Omnipotent.

"I am the end of your evolution, I am your ultimate source, the god of Krypton's doomsday. From this moment on, you will disappear little by little!"

Ye Ritian's face was cold and stern. He took a step forward and marveled at the power of the ancient doomsday. The previous infinite nested doll battle was still vivid in his mind. He thought that one such battle was enough and that he didn't need to experience it a second time.

He wanted to bring this monster completely under his control; it had to die. The Doomsday system was, in principle, also part of Krypton, and kidnapping this monster would surely annoy the Kryptonian gods who had been eyeing this place for so long.

Ye Ritian glanced discreetly at the gods who were secretly watching him.

Roar!

The ancient Doomsday roared, its voice filled with fear. The bone spikes on its body rapidly retracted and retreated; it was completely panicked.

No one could have imagined that the ancient doomsday, which everyone feared, would also have such a desolate and tragic scene.

As its specifications are constantly being eliminated and its own strength is rapidly declining, it is quickly erasing its original format, with each word being forcibly removed and altered.

"No!"

Under Ye Ritian's quiet gaze, the Ancient Destruction Sun let out a mournful roar, filled with endless anger and resentment. It had completely lost one thing—the ability to be immortal.

The powerful sound waves impacted the surroundings, sweeping across countless universes. Countless worlds were destroyed by this sound, and countless superheroes were filled with rage. The faces of countless gods were frozen in terror before they died.

The previous fluctuations indirectly caused the deaths of a group of unlucky people. Now history is repeating itself, and they are following the same unfortunate path of death, disappearing in a daze.

Roar!

"No, this is..."

The voice was low and filled with impotent rage, but it no longer possessed the power of its super-strong sonic waves. The ancient Doomsday's mind was plunged into endless chaos and disorder.

It transformed back into a completely ferocious beast. It opened its mouth, attempting to learn the speech of intelligent beings, only to be shocked to discover that it could not utter a single word, only letting out low growls.

It could feel its ability to speak fading away, and even its power of evolutionary restraint was weakening significantly...

"From this perspective, I don't need to take action. It will weaken itself on its own and soon return to its newborn state, or even transform into an infant and cells, gradually being devoured and erased by my countless powers!"

Ye Ritian remained silent, deep in thought.

Countless gods gazed upon this place, bewildered by this sudden change.

"Is this... the time for a decisive battle?"

"It seems that the Ancient Doomsday was defeated. I really don't know how he was defeated. He didn't do anything. In the end, he just threw an invisible punch and it was like this. An invisible and intangible punch, it's really strange."

"He is the new generation of the ancient God of Doomsday, and the perfect Doomsday is born: Ye Ritian, the God of Krypton."

In the Realm of God

The ancient Doomsday was defeated; everyone could hear the enemy's impotent rage.

Moreover, the bone spurs on its body mysteriously retracted. I've never heard of something that has evolved being retracted, unless this is its next evolutionary form.

It's obvious this isn't evolution. Why are you retreating and giving up when the enemy isn't even dead?!

The Moon Goddess looked horrified and warned, "Are we just going to stand by and watch? This is our last chance! If we don't act now...!"

The goddess of beauty was also terrified, her voice trembling as she recalled the powerful blow she had just received, as if she had been there herself. She said, "That Ye Ritian is so strange and incomprehensible. After the ancient destruction sun grew bone spurs all over its body, he easily neutralized them. That punch, which could not be seen with the naked eye or analyzed by will, indirectly shattered its system. What kind of ultimate power could produce such a powerful blow?"

That move was beyond their comprehension; the indescribable sensations were simply unprecedented. Where did he obtain this vast divine power from? Endless thoughts surged in the goddess's mind, and anxiety filled her face.

The God of Wisdom, his eyes flashing with wisdom, said with divine light, "That should be his own power system, an unfamiliar force from outside the wall, which not long ago shook the bridge between the multiverse and the world inside the wall."

That is the foundation upon which this universe is constructed. You all felt the shaking at its core. This child possesses a divine power system that we have never mastered, and has the power to shake our world.

He exudes an air of mystery and extraordinary power, with unfathomable methods, bizarre abilities, and a strange and ingenious system... He is an incomprehensible being, and he truly seems more like a god of Krypton than we do..."

If it weren't for their opposing stances, she would have suspected that she was a false god in the world. After living for so many years, she realized that the true god of Krypton had been active all along, and they, as false gods, were completely unaware of this, merely usurping the throne.

The sun god Rao had a complicated expression, and his eyes were filled with fear and unease: "The defeat of the ancient doomsday is a foregone conclusion. We cannot make a move. My right eyelid keeps twitching. Ye Ritian must know that we are observing from the shadows. If we make a move, he will definitely kill us!"

The sun god lost his composure and panicked. He sensed something was amiss; where had this enigmatic, "orphan" superhero come from?

If he had known all this would happen, he would have nipped him in the bud and prevented him from growing up.

Rao's words received unanimous approval from the other three main gods. What's more, Ye Ritian has not suffered any serious injuries so far. He has been completely crushing the Ancient Destruction Sun all the way, overwhelming it in every aspect. He has far surpassed the Ancient Destruction Sun. Where exactly is his limit?

"How can one person be so terrifyingly strong?!"

The four main gods were filled with one question.

Besides, this "orphan child" Superman, abandoned and raised alone in the outside world, how could he possibly defeat the Ancient Doomsday? Don't even think about it, don't even try to guess, it's simply impossible for him to defeat it...

But reality played a cruel joke on them, something they never imagined: this superman's potential was so vast, beyond their wildest dreams.

They had never encountered such an exaggerated Superman before, with terrifying potential. They couldn't help but think of that great man; perhaps only the golden Superman could suppress him!

They are only at the multiverse level; none of them are a match for the ancient Doomsday in a one-on-one fight. Even if they ganged up on it and won, what difference would it make? They still wouldn't be able to kill it.

The opponent's unique nature dictates that it cannot be killed in ordinary ways, and its strength cannot be measured or understood from a conventional perspective.

“Let’s observe a little longer. The Progenitor of Doomsday is not dead yet, so we still have hope of turning the tide!” Rao suggested.

He himself didn't believe these words, but he had no choice but to use a flawed excuse to cover up his lack of inspiration.

They cannot underestimate their opponent. This unnamed, abandoned Superman is far from the ordinary Clark. They don't know what he has experienced in the world outside the walls to grow to such a terrifying level.

In the blood realm

"You... still haven't come? Sigh!"

Ye Ritian said dejectedly. After waiting for a while, he casually glanced at the Kryptonian God of the God Realm, staring intently at his prey. He thought to himself, "If only those four had come. I didn't expect them to be so sensible as to not come."

"Heh, I'll spare your lives if you don't come. Now is not the time to slaughter you. I'll let you live a little longer. After I finish what I'm doing and the Earth project, I'll deal with you then...!"

Ye Ritian sneered. If these four people dared to come over, he could beat them to death by himself without Deadpool, Incredible Man, or Hulk even having to lift a finger.

Ye Ritian's strange behavior was observed by many gods, who were puzzled as to why he glanced casually in a certain direction while looking at the realm of gods. What was the meaning of that deliberate lingering gaze?

But the four main gods who had been watching this place were terrified, their scalps tingling and their hair standing on end. Others couldn't understand, but they could.

“Rao’s guess was right, that madman really is waiting for us to take the initiative…” Athena said in a flustered state.

Rao's face was grim, showing no joy at having made the right judgment. He said viciously, "Damn it! Does he know that we set this up? Why is he paying so much attention to us? Has this monster evolved the ability to know if someone is even glancing at him?"

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed. After all, the ancient Doomsday's evolutionary abilities were theoretically such that there was nothing it couldn't evolve into. Its immortality was notoriously powerful. If it encountered someone it couldn't beat, it would just get a beating and treat them like monsters or dungeons to grind. Once it had accumulated enough experience, it would level up and learn skills in no time. When it felt it was about time, it would turn around and stab the person to death.

The other two main gods withdrew their gazes from Ye Ritian. The Moon Goddess said with a gloomy expression, "The legend that the Ancient Destruction Sun would die is about to be broken. It has been defeated. Stop looking at it!"

That's what he said, but he still couldn't help but steal glances, hoping for an unseen miracle, tiny and improbable, yet real.

Perhaps the ancient doomsday could still evolve. She was hoping for a miracle to happen and eagerly longing for it to appear. No one could deny that it was nothingness; it was just that it was invisible, intangible, and unfeeling. At this moment, how much she wished it would come to her side.

"Miracle Light, where are you? We need you, we need you to help us defeat that evil Ye Ritian...!!" The Moon Goddess cried out in her heart, calling upon this magnificent light.

The God of Wisdom's intelligent mind activated, and it spoke: "His glance at us just now was definitely intentional. The reason he hasn't come to kill us yet must be because he has some reservations, preventing him from entering the realm of gods. We can use this time to do something to protect ourselves and resist him..."

“I admit, you are very clever, and your idea is excellent, God of Wisdom.”

"Well done."

"Indeed, you are still the smartest among us."

The suggestion from the God of Wisdom drew praise from the other three chief gods. As expected of the most intelligent among them, they immediately analyzed the other party's psychology and created a model.

Rao sneered, "Very well, then let's work together and use every means at our disposal, including ruthless and hypocritical methods, to plunder all resources. In the meantime, we will seek out countless usable powers and artifacts to strengthen ourselves and prepare to resist the upcoming battle with Ye Ritian."

In the blood realm

Doomsday's form was rapidly disappearing, its size was gradually declining and dying, its face was becoming wildly ugly and ferocious, its size was shrinking and its power was weakening, and an invisible force of will was distorting its existence.

It knew it had lost, lost completely, and had been powerless to fight back from the moment that man appeared on Earth.

Roar! (I'm not reconciled...)

The ancient Doomsday roared madly, making its last stand. It was decadent, it was sorrowful, it was desperate... It finally recognized reality, stopped resisting, accepted its defeat, and was erased from existence with a scream, vanishing without a trace.

Ancient Day of Destruction, Die!

Its existence will be replaced by Ye Ritian. Ye Ritian does not mind its ferocity and ugliness. No one likes it, so let him change it.

The ancient Doomsday could also be a human, not an absolute chaos and disorder. It would improve upon any imperfections or flaws it had, and it would complete the ultimate form that it failed to evolve to the end: the God of Evolution.

Ah!

"Is it completely dead? Speaking of which, I can analyze Doomsday's spore abilities, right?"

Ye Ritian chuckled to himself and walked over. After the Ancient Doomsday died, the Kryptonian system within its body scattered into the void, gradually showing a tendency to return to its source.

Swish!

"You are a key piece in my declaration of war against them. Dividing their authority is my first step!" Ye Ritian said arrogantly.

He immediately spread his spiritual energy, enveloping the frantically struggling mass of will. Upon contact with this ancient, doomed will concept, the cells of his idealistic silver superhuman system became abnormally active, eager to devour it and expand their own size.

Ye Ritian said coldly and ruthlessly, "Merge with me!"

He regretted it as soon as he said it; this scene reminded him of that idiot Ultraman Geed.

"He stole my line..."

Ye Ritian chuckled awkwardly, touched his nose, and cleared his mind. His own system had reached a point where it could be encompassed by its definition, so he immediately forced it to be included in his own genetic system.

hum!

With a soft sound, Doomsday's complete spore ability was instantly activated. Holding the Doomsday spore in his hand, the little thing looked quite unique.

Ye Ritian's expression changed, and he analyzed: "Now, even without the supreme status of idealism and omniscience, we still have the three trump cards of the idealism system in hand."

Now, relying solely on my own limitless potential Silver Superman genes and the power of the ancient Doomsday, I can continue to be fearless. This is enough for me to reach the pinnacle. Its genes within me have caused my strength to advance by leaps and bounds, making me so powerful that I am immortal and indestructible, completely without the need for a system, idealism, or the ultimate realm!