Chapter 481

Chapter 481: The Giant of Light

“Since when was Mu Lin one of your Celestial Spirits? He’s human!”

Fourth Prince Ji Ming of the human race frowned, realizing others were trying to claim his people’s prodigy.

The Celestial Spirit tribe’s reverent demeanor genuinely unsettled him.

What gnawed at him most was knowing exactly who safeguarded the Central Continent’s peace—Mu Lin’s declaration of “Above the Heavens and Below, Only I Hold Supreme Power” had crushed the North Wilderness’ evil spirits, preserving the Xuanling world’s stability.

He understood the Xuanling world’s crisis hadn’t peaked yet… that *calamity ravaged countless realms.

As one of few untouched sanctuaries, alien deities and Gluttonous abominations flocked to This Place after their worlds’ collapse.

Once deities gathered in force—whether malevolent Gluttonous abominations or foreign legitimate deities—they’d inevitably target the Xuanling world.

Maddened evil gods needed no reason to obliterate all existence.

Even well-intentioned alien deities prioritized their own kin. For their species’ survival, they’d seize the Xuanling world’s resources or claim territories without hesitation.

This inevitability bred surrender advocates and pessimists across the land.

Lately, however, human morale had lifted. Talk of surrender dwindled by eighty percent.

Mu Lin’s ascent kindled hope. Though the looming crisis hadn’t crested, neither had Mu Lin reached his full potential.

Fourth Prince Ji Ming hadn’t forgotten Mu Lin had cultivated for under three years.

“If he matures fully, he might repel the evil gods—perhaps even withstand that cross-dimensional *calamity.”

Naturally, Ji Ming refused to let rivals poach Mu Lin. The youth represented humanity’s hope, their future guardian.

Yet while Mu Lin’s success benefited their race, Ji Ming couldn’t endorse his rival for the divine position determining his own destiny. Torn between tribal welfare and personal ambition, the prince wavered.

Mu Lin, meanwhile, remained indifferent.

His creative authority operated like a genetic scalpel. With it, he could evolve his Celestial Spirit body through crises… or graft superior traits from other species—a technique called hybridization in his past life’s botany.

Most grafts weakened his clones, but it mattered little. These soulless flesh puppets incurred no guilt when discarded.

Countless failures devoured colossal energy, but controlled nuclear fusion granted limitless power. Among infinite species, some genes inevitably fit.

After hours wielding this endless energy, Mu Lin triumphed again. No mere size-shifting trick—his Celestial Spirit body underwent true metamorphosis.

Fusing glowworm DNA granted it light-absorption capabilities, strengthening continuously under illumination.

Hmm, this characteristic couldn’t be considered superlative.

But when paired with Mu Lin’s nearly limitless supply of controlled nuclear fusion energy, everything changed.

At this moment, Mu Lin even felt his Celestial Spirit body might surpass his original form.

"…This truly defies the natural order!"

The thought of his cloned body surpassing his true self caught Mu Lin completely off guard.

Yet after some consideration, he realized this made sense.

After all, the creation and subsequent improvements of his Celestial Spirit body all depended on the powers of life.

Though the Goddess of Life was fading, her creative authority remained genuine divine power – a level far beyond Mu Lin’s previous reach.

"The Goddess’s creative authority touches the world’s fundamental truths. Compared to that, my understanding of death and calamity remains at the celestial master level, even if I’m among the strongest. Using life-creating power that transcends death to make a superior body makes perfect sense."

"Even if I achieved True God-level understanding of death, I might not create a better vessel. Death concerns endings and stillness – completely opposite to creating life. The powers of life fit this purpose perfectly."

…

The irony of his original body being outperformed left Mu Lin bemused.

But that’s all he felt.

This clone lacked independent consciousness, remaining under his complete control. Having absorbed black snake and dragon blood in his weaker days, his current Zhu Long form held no human purity hangups. An extra Celestial Spirit body just meant another identity or armor to him.

…

While Mu Lin forged his potent new vessel using creative authority and infinite energy, other races weren’t idle.

Storm Giant Tian Yu benefited most. Born as a world’s savior spirit meant to become a Titan, his stunted growth from his world’s premature destruction now reversed by the Goddess’s vitality.

BUZZ!

Tian Yu’s 800-meter frame surged upward – 830…890…970 meters. As his Titan essence solidified, his confidence exploded.

"I’m invincible among peers!"

Observing Mu Lin’s efforts, the giant scoffed: "Power rules all. Crush you with one punch, and the divine seat’s mine!"

Then BUZZ! echoed again.

Mu Lin’s body ballooned through controlled fusion, light absorption, and Great Celestial Spirit genetics – 33m…180m…500m… until rivaling Tian Yu’s size.

Unlike the storm-wreathed Titan, Mu Lin radiated solar majesty as the Giant of Light. The Celestial Spirit patterns on his form intensified rather than fading, glowing with dense, mysterious characters.

This development shocked everyone. Tian Yu represented peak physical talent as a world-born Titan. Mu Lin matching him meant achieving divine-tier bodily prowess beyond first-class or even Superlative Level talents.

The Celestial Spirit tribe stared in awestruck revelation: "Our lineage’s potential reaches these heights?!"