I fabricated myths to guide the revival of spiritual energy.

The gale layer, which even a bird could not cross under normal circumstances, was now forcibly opened up by a giant array with a radius of ten miles.

There are no birdsong and fragrant flowers here, nor the peaceful tranquility of a celestial paradise. All that remains is a suffocating stillness and a violent, almost liquefied, spiritual energy in the air.

The snow on the ground had long since evaporated due to the high temperature, revealing the dark red rock base beneath. At the center of the formation, a massive "Creation Furnace," entirely constructed of top-grade spirit stones and covered with intricate and obscure runes, was emitting a faint blue light.

Gu Qing stood before the furnace, his blue Taoist robe fluttering in the surging spiritual energy. His face was calm and expressionless, but his eyes were as cold as if he were scrutinizing a piece of bugged code.

In mythology, Nuwa molded humans from clay and breathed a breath of divine air that imbued the clay figures with souls and wisdom. That is the romanticism of mythology.

But Gu Qing knew very well that true creation was a precise, cruel, and super-engineering project that allowed no room for emotional intervention.

"System, take control of the physical laws of this area. Minimize energy loss."

[Command confirmed. The laws of thermodynamics within the region have been temporarily suspended; material recombination permissions have been granted.]

Accompanied by the system's cold notification sound, Gu Qing raised his hand and waved his wide sleeves.

Whoosh—!

Dozens of specially made containers, each bearing a sealing talisman, appeared out of thin air and hovered above the furnace. The lids of the containers popped open automatically, revealing the "raw materials" inside.

The still-beating heart of the progenitor of vampires, the vertebrae of a werewolf emitting a pungent, fishy stench, several fragments of low-level beast carapaces with dark purple radiation spots, and a whole ton of high-purity liquid spiritual energy.

"The evolution of carbon-based life is too slow; I can't wait millions of years."

Gu Qing lightly tapped his finger in the void, and the containers instantly shattered. All the flesh, bones, and energy liquid mixed together, transforming into a torrent of crimson and dark blue that roared as it poured into the Creation Furnace.

boom!

The runes inside the furnace instantly lit up, and eerie blue flames shot skyward, instantly burning the chaotic genetic material into its most primitive particle state. A nauseating smell of burning mingled with strange energy fluctuations, filling the entire forbidden zone.

Gu Qing remained unmoved. His consciousness was completely immersed in the system's micro-operation interface.

In his view, the burning flesh and blood were no longer physical entities, but rather broken, twisted gene chains and underlying code waiting to be reassembled.

"Eliminate all redundant genes."

Gu Qing's fingers moved rapidly through the air, as if performing a delicate micro-sculpting operation, or as if writing a destructive virus program.

"Pain receptors? Not needed. On the battlefield, pain only brings fear and retreat." He ruthlessly cut off a large section of the code representing nerve conduction.

"Reproductive system? Not needed. They are consumables, not new species. Reproduction will only bring uncontrollable mutations and ethical troubles." Another long, complex gene sequence was pulverized.

"The digestive system is simplified, retaining only the most basic ability to absorb high-energy substances. The brain center... is formatted, retaining only the brainstem's most primitive killing instincts and absolute obedience to me."

As Gu Qing drastically reduced the genetic code, it became increasingly streamlined and pure—existing purely for killing and survival.

"Now, begin injecting features."

Gu Qing extracted a fragment of the vampire's genes: "Extract the super-fast regeneration property, but remove the fear of sunlight. Forcibly flush it away with a high concentration of spiritual energy."

He then extracted the energy structure of the Void Beast's shell: "Analyze its radiation-resistant coating and integrate it into the stratum corneum of the new species' skin. This will allow them to survive at the edge of the void rift."

Finally, he pushed the werewolf's bone density parameters to the limit: "Metalize the bones. Make their claws harder than steel."

This was a frantic stitching. Gu Qing was like a ruthless tyrant, forcibly stripping away the most extreme advantages of different species, and then using the incomparably domineering "Innate Qi" as an adhesive to forcibly knead them together.

The flames inside the Creation Furnace had changed from a ghostly blue to a blinding, ghastly white. The nascent matter writhed and roared wildly under the high temperature and pressure, as if countless wronged souls were howling.

This is not natural evolution; it is a desecration and violation of life.

But there was no tremor in Gu Qing's eyes. For the sake of human civilization, which was still struggling in its cradle, he was willing to become a demon.

"Injecting a soul substitute—the underlying action logic: Protect humanity, fight to the death without retreating."

Gu Qing forced out a drop of golden true blood from his fingertip. There was no complete soul inside, only the most rigid and sturdy command program.

Golden blood dripped into the oven.

Boom!

A deep, muffled thud came from inside the furnace, like the first beating of a giant heart.

The surrounding spiritual energy began to rush back into the furnace, causing a brief disruption to the magnetic field of the entire Kunlun Mountain due to this heaven-defying act of creation. Clouds rapidly gathered in the sky, with faint flashes of lightning, as if even the Heavenly Dao had sensed the birth of something that shouldn't exist here.

"Give me... Ning!"

Gu Qing let out a low shout, his hands suddenly clasped together, and his immense divine sense slammed into the furnace like a giant hammer, forcibly compressing the violent energy into shape.

laugh--! ! !

Large amounts of white steam gushed out from the gaps in the oven, and the surrounding temperature instantly dropped to freezing point.

Gu Qing slowly withdrew his hands, his gaze fixed on the huge furnace that was gradually cooling down.

The first experiment is over.

"System, turn on the oven."

[WARNING: The life forms inside are extremely unstable and highly aggressive.]

"Open."

Rumbling--

The heavy stove lid was slowly slid open.

A wave of heat, filled with a savage, primitive, and bloody atmosphere, swept over us.

In the rising steam, a huge and twisted black shadow slowly rose from the bottom of the furnace.

That wasn't human. It couldn't even be called a complete living being.

It resembled a mass of dark red flesh, carelessly kneaded together, with no skin and exposed muscle fibers twisted together like steel cables. It was on all fours, with jagged bone spurs growing from its joints, and its back covered with several pieces of not-yet-fully-formed carapace.

The most terrifying thing is its head—there are no facial features, only a huge mouth that splits open to the base of its ears, filled with densely packed, shark-like sharp teeth.

It has no eyes, but relying on its keen bioelectric senses, it instantly locked onto Gu Qing, who was standing in front of the furnace.

"roar……"

A low, hoarse roar, devoid of any emotion, was squeezed out from the depths of its throat.

It is a monster born for war. It is the prototype of the weapon that Gu Qing used to fight against the void.

But looking at the thing he had created with his own hands, Gu Qing frowned slightly.

"A failed product".

He gave a cold assessment.