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Xi Mu raised his hand to touch his cheek, where bright red blood left a trace. His gaze was coldly fixed on the Creation Witch opposite him, whose breath was steadily weakening. This woman, in order to bypass the rules she had set, had reconstructed her own life form, abandoning all human weaknesses and also using her connection with the Dragon Incarnation Magic, she precisely captured his movement trajectory.

Her timing and application of her own powers were impeccably suited. She had delivered what could truly be described as a lethal attack, attempting to redefine her life form and impart an underlying impulse in herself besides the destruction of the world.

But without a doubt, it was a failed endeavor.

"In the end, you are just a puppet of Ragnarok," the Creation Witch remarked as she grabbed the long sword that had pierced her chest, emitting a sigh.

She could seize the opportunity to give the King of Ash other underlying impulses, thereby granting him corresponding human traits. However, giving the King of Ash’s body an underlying impulse was meaningless in front of the power of Ragnarok. It was instantly corrected by the force of Ragnarok.

Looking back, it was nearly a miracle how Ahtal had withstood it for so long before his humanity was exhausted.

The Creation Witch withdrew her chaotic thoughts and, with her last strength, redefined the splitting long sword, allowing the Splitting Demon, now embodyed as the sword, to reappear in the world.

Afterwards, her breath ceased, consumed by the surging Ash Fire from the void, turning into ashes, vanishing in the dark world.

However, the expression on the Splitting Demon’s face was very grim. He indeed wanted to lift the curse of being embodied as a sword, but he did not wish to have the curse lifted just yet.

Why did that madwoman turn him back before she died?

The atmosphere turned silent.

Xi Mu indifferently lowered his head to look at his hand, which held that of the Splitting Demon. What had once been the position of the hilt was now the Splitting Demon’s hand.

This was the cheat-like power of the Creation Witch. Even though the Splitting Demon was cursed to become a weapon, she could restore the Splitting Demon by redefining the life form.

"Wait, I just changed form," the Splitting Demon said earnestly, spouting nonsense, "You can still use me as a weapon."

He observed the increasingly cold look in the eyes of the King of Ash.

"Or, curse me again, let me turn back into a weapon. It shouldn’t be hard for you, should it?"

The being before him could basically be described as the next creator, a great existence about to create a new world, and cursing him back into a weapon would not be difficult.

It merely depended on whether the King of Ash had that intention.

Xi Mu remained silent, his palm erupted with scorching Ash Fire, directly turning the Splitting Demon into ashes. Although the splitting long sword was somewhat useful, that was not a reason for him to spare the Splitting Demon.

Everything had to be turned to ashes.

In the kingdom unfolding within his heart, there were now only three living entities: the Goddess of Death, the Goddess of Life, and the Witch of Death. All other lives had been eradicated, leaving no survivors.

Now, this world contained only three living beings,

The reason he wasn’t being besieged was merely because he had added a rule: non-divine creations could not see or touch each other.

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Shortly thereafter.

"You have arrived, King of Ash," the Goddess of Life said calmly, turning around, her gaze locking onto Ahtal. She was bound by rules and still couldn’t see Ahtal, but there was a deep connection between her and him.

Thus, she was aware as Ahtal approached.

Xi Mu remained silent for a moment, then removed the Grace of Life necklace from around his neck and tossed it at the feet of the Goddess of Life.

He then moved to the side.

As he had anticipated, this time the Goddess of Life couldn’t pinpoint his location. It had indeed been due to the Grace of Life necklace that she had been able to find him before.

Initially, he took a Grace of Life necklace from the statue of the Goddess of Life in Forge City. Later, the Goddess of Life had blessed him multiple times, and the necklace of Life’s Grace grew stronger, naturally creating a tighter connection with the Goddess of Life.

The Goddess of Life glanced down at the necklace casually thrown at her feet, remembering the moment Ahtal had pulled the Grace of Life necklace from her statue.

She bent down to pick up the necklace.

"Perhaps I shouldn’t have let you grow on your own; necessary protection is also important." As she spoke, the Great Sword of Death pierced through the chest of the Goddess of Life, and the scorching Ash Fire consumed her body. Although it was an attack potent enough to instantly incinerate an omnipotent being, it did not immediately turn the Goddess of Life to ashes. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Instead, through this attack, she accurately located Ahtal and grabbed his wrist.

Xi Mu did not care, listening to the Goddess of Life’s regrets.

"This is the last gift," the Goddess of Life said with a maternal smile, redefining Ahtal’s life form. She did not, like the Creation Witch, grant Ahtal an underlying impulse different from destroying the world, attempting to give birth to an impulse in Ahtal to oppose the world’s destruction.

Instead, she recorded the Catalogue of Life of the old world into Ahtal’s body, which contained information about all lives of the old world, including memories residing in the majority—no, virtually all—of souls.

If her guess was not wrong, once the King of Ash finally burned down the world, his underlying impulse would become one of creating a world.