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"At this realm, in a sense, I can already be a God of Creation."

Cui Heng thought to himself.

Then, he raised his right hand and circulated his Dharmic powers to tap lightly in the void.

This fingernail-sized space immediately turned into gray chaos. Matter, laws, and Great Dao were all crushed, turning into the most primitive state.

It was like a small ball that quietly floated in the air. It was very inconspicuous, but it possessed the possibility of extending infinitely.

Then, Cui Heng condensed the remaining matter and nomological dust in this small ball of chaos into a sleeping burly man.

At the same time, he used his Dharmic powers to gather a portion of the Chaos Qi and condensed it into a huge ax.

A moment later, Cui Heng suddenly said in a low voice, "Open!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the burly man sleeping in the small ball of chaos immediately opened his eyes.