Chapter 100: The Prototype of Godhood
The Extreme Yin-Yang Leopard Clan also used all its resources on its members. Zhuang Jingxi's soul power reached level 89, Li Xuanhua and one or two core elders broke through to level 88, and a new Titled Douluo was about to be born in the family.

It’s no wonder that the batch of iron armor that Haotian Sect provided was of quite high quality. After all, they were a group of people who knew how to play with hammers, and their blacksmithing and forging abilities were quite good.

As for those thousand-year soul bones, although they were not valued by soul emperors and above, they were rare treasures for soul masters and soul lords who had no hope of improving their soul power. The extreme Yin-Yang Leopard Clan distributed them to the appropriate clan members who had made contributions.

These days, Zhuang Xingyu has been thinking about how to develop the trace of chaotic energy he had obtained before and use it as the foundation for his own creation of the [God of Creation].

As Zhuang Xingyu continued to refine, his control over the chaotic energy also continued to improve.

Zhuang Xingyu initially visualized everything and looked for the best state.

The chaotic energy kept changing its form, sometimes appearing as a Qilin, sometimes a nine-clawed golden dragon, sometimes transforming into a Chaos Bead, and finally I even began to visualize a low-profile version of the Chaos Green Lotus and the Zhu Xian Sword Formation, but I always felt that it was not the best state for me.

"Hey! Why do I have to visualize the holy objects of the Nine-clawed Golden Dragon? Why don't I start with the most basic and fundamental things, adjust while growing, use myself as a foundation, and eventually find the path that suits me best!"

Afterwards, Zhuang Xingyu transformed the chaotic energy into a seed.

Sure enough, when the seed was stationed in the sea of ​​consciousness, Zhuang Xingyu's sea of ​​consciousness rolled and instantly widened several times. Above the sea of ​​consciousness, an illusion appeared: it was the appearance of the world sea, with waves rising and falling, which was the birth and destruction of the world.

It seems to mean that as long as Zhuang Xingyu continues to grow, he will one day become the master of all the heavens and worlds.

Sure enough, this is the development path that best suits Zhuang Xingyu.

Looking at the seed immersed in the sea of ​​consciousness, Zhuang Xingyu understood that this was already the prototype of godhood.

The seed absorbed energy from the sea of ​​consciousness, and the overflowing green energy fed back to the sea of ​​consciousness. If the green energy was released, I am afraid that everyone in the Douluo Universe would think that Zhuang Xingyu had begun to inherit the throne of a certain God King, and even doubt whether the Dragon God really did not leave behind any throne inheritance? Did Zhuang Xingyu get the throne secretly left by the Dragon God who reached the half-step creation god?

"When the seeds take root and sprout, that will be the day I become the God of Creation!"

“And the seed can continue to grow. When it sprouts branches and leaves and grows into a towering tree, I will be considered a master even in the world of Shrouding the Sky. If it bears fruit again, it will be on par with the immortal elixir.”

"If it continues to grow, maybe it will become the World Tree of the Future!"

"In the game, a leaf is a world. What's not in it? There's no need to visualize things like Qilin and Phoenix separately."

"In that case, let's call this seed [Holy Seed of Chaos]!"

Zhuang Xingyu has obtained a direct ticket to become the God of Creation. The wish that the Dragon God exhausted all his efforts to achieve but failed to achieve, and the achievement that the Black Demon God has failed to achieve even after painstaking planning and fighting across the universe, is now within Zhuang Xingyu's reach.

I wonder if the Dragon God in the underworld would open his coffin lid when he knew about this; I wonder what the Black Demon would feel when he knew about this.

"That's right. Next I will go to the City of Slaughter to obtain the Domain of the God of Slaughter. There is a high probability that I can also obtain the position of the God of Shura."

“You can’t use soul skills in the Slaughter City, but I have the soul bone skill Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, three domains, the innate Yin-Yang Flame of Ice and Fire, the Qingyun Sect spells, and the Chaos Orb’s teleportation function. If I self-destruct the Chaos Saint Seed, even a half-step Creation God can be killed. My safety is absolutely guaranteed!”

Zhuang Xingyu walked out of the secret room and explained the situation to his grandmother, father and others.

"What, you want to go to the Slaughter City? No, no, Xingyu, with your talent and strength, as long as you practice normally, you can reach the top of the continent. There is no need to take the risk. Listen to your mother, we won't go." A mother worries when her child is thousands of miles away. Any normal mother would not let her child go to a dangerous place. Li Xuanhua immediately grabbed Zhuang Xingyu's hand and persuaded her son not to go to the Slaughter City.

Zi Han and others also looked worried.

"Mother, don't worry! Don't you know my strength? I won't do anything I'm not sure of. I can easily take over the Slaughter City! I will be back safely within 5 months, no, 3 months!"

Zhuang Jingxing patted his son's shoulder and said with a smile: "A good man has great ambitions! Xingyu, since you have made up your mind, I support you as your father. I believe that my son will succeed. Xuanhua, don't worry, your son will definitely return safely."

Murong Yunxue also supported him, "Go ahead. I believe in you too. Don't worry, although no one in our clan has ever obtained the Killing God Domain, this doesn't mean that our Extreme Yin-Yang Leopard Clan can't do anything to the City of Slaughter!"

"The Slaughter City and the Spirit Hall have a secret agreement. The Spirit Hall needs to regularly provide a large amount of supplies to the Slaughter City to maintain the normal operation of the Slaughter City. If the Slaughter King and his men dare to attack you, I will cut off the Spirit Hall's route for transporting supplies and surround the Slaughter City. Within three months, the Slaughter City will collapse."

"Although the King of Slaughter is very powerful, he cannot enter and leave the Slaughter City freely. Even if he comes out, we are not afraid of him in the outside world!"

That night, Zhuang Xingyu unfortunately did not practice, but had a reunion dinner with his family.

Back in the yard, Zhuang Xingyu looked at the bright moon in the sky through the patio and stood under the plum tree in the courtyard. The last time he enjoyed the moon so comfortably was when he was a child in Jiuzhou. The sky was very blue at that time. Later, due to the pressure of study and life, he had no time to look at the moon. Besides, the moon in the city always seemed to lack charm.

I couldn't help but chant: "All flowers fade, only the flower blooms, taking all the charm to the small garden. The sparse shadows slant across the shallow water, and the faint fragrance floats in the moonlight at dusk. The frosty birds steal a glance before they land, and the pink butterflies would be heartbroken if they knew..."

"What a beautiful poem, Xingyu, can you write one for me?" Zi Han requested.

"I want poetry too!" Shui Bing'er also took her husband's arm and acted coquettishly.

"Haha, this is not written by me. I saw it by chance in an ancient book when I was training before." Zhuang Xingyu dared not brag. He was a science student in his previous life. Although he was a literary youth, he only kept it in his mind and did not spend time studying. He could not even rhyme the poem. He was really ignorant. It would be bad if he was exposed later.

"However, although I am not good at writing poetry or songs, your singing voices, Han'er and Bing'er, are the most beautiful in the world!"

Shui Bing'er asked doubtfully: "Brother Yu, I only know how to dance, not how to write poetry or songs."

"I don't know how to write poetry or songs, I only know how to play musical instruments." Zi Han was also a little confused.

"Who said there isn't? You two can sing. Every syllable touches my heart! If you don't believe me, listen for yourself later."

Zhuang Xingyu immediately grinned evilly and occupied four snow-capped mountains in order to comprehend the laws of yin and yang.

"No, you still have to go to the Slaughter City tomorrow, you need to conserve your energy."

"Don't worry, you don't know me yet! In fact, I am doing this for cultivation. I can't block it, I have to channel it. This way, my soul power can be improved faster!"

There were bursts of beautiful singing in the courtyard.

The singing of phoenix and the sound of phoenix flying are not enough to describe its beauty.

Zhuang Xingyu naturally placed taboos in the yard. No one knew what was happening inside. The fun here should not be told to outsiders!
(End of this chapter)