Published: March 2, 2025
Inside the Soul Laboratory, Wen Yu had a look of reverence on his face as he faced two demonic creatures lying unconscious on the bed, appearing as if he were confronting the truth with a solemn demeanor.
At this moment, Wen Yu's state resembled that of some "scientific madmen" he had encountered at the gathering place in Beijing, though their objectives were quite different.
They worked tirelessly to advance the human race's technological tree for the sake of humanity's strength, while Wen Yu, fundamentally, was only concerned with his own power.
Yet there must be some common ground—such as a kind of madness that disregards life!
Well, if the lives of demonic creatures could be considered life…
The first subject Wen Yu decided to operate on was a tier 3 peak bone demon.
This demonic creature had inadvertently wandered into the territory of the mountain puppet and was subsequently captured by the wood puppet, which was out spreading seeds and absorbing substances, making it Wen Yu's first living specimen.
Creation Energy surged rapidly into the body of the bone demon, the foreign energy entering its body caused it to convulse for a moment before slowly waking up.
This was Wen Yu's first experiment—whether a living entity could accept the transformation of Creation Energy.
As the Creation Energy flowed through the bone demon's body, it circled around before eagerly drilling into the demon's mind.
From a soul perspective, the Creation Energy collided with the flame of the bone demon's soul, instantly bursting forth with dazzling light.
Then, under Wen Yu's scrutiny, the massive Creation Energy, instinctively repelled by the soul flame, retreated rapidly.
In just a few seconds, it obediently rolled out of the bone demon's body and vanished into the air.
The experiment failed—the Creation Energy was completely ineffective against sentient life forms!
The bone demon, having undergone an invasion of foreign energy, was completely unaware of the existence of Creation Energy; it felt as if a cold breeze had brushed past it with no impact at all.
It didn't even realize what had happened, only feeling the human before it staring unblinkingly, which made it uneasy.
When the experiment concluded, the bone demon's battered brain finally woke up, shouting words like "help" before Wen Yu knocked it unconscious again with a swift chop.
For normal life forms, the Creation Energy posed no threat whatsoever.
In other words, the soul creation technique was of no help in direct combat!
Looking at the once again unconscious bone demon, Wen Yu squinted his eyes, recalling his thoughts over the past two days.
After a moment, as his soul power surged, a small-scale soul battlefield enveloped the body of the bone demon in an instant.
The soul battlefield directly pulled the bone demon's soul out—this battlefield didn't care whether the bone demon was conscious or not, only whether it was dead or alive.
In the instant the bone demon entered a soul state, it felt as if it had fainted and awakened repeatedly, experiencing a roller coaster of sensations.
The next moment, a black light flashed, ending the bone demon's troubles.
The dark power completely obliterated the bone demon's soul.
The soul light that dissipated into the air had a small portion absorbed by the soul battlefield, transforming into nutrients for Wen Yu’s own soul enhancement, while the remaining impurities surged into Wen Yu’s right hand, converting into Creation Energy.
It was a perfect match, with no waste at all.
After completing these tasks, Wen Yu immediately retracted the soul battlefield, gazing at the lifeless shell of the bone demon lying on the bed.
Once again, Creation Energy surged from his right hand, instantly rushing into the ownerless corpse!
The next second, an unfamiliar feedback suddenly came.
It was hard to describe the feeling, but at the moment the Creation Energy flowed into the bone demon's body, Wen Yu clearly sensed he was faced with three choices.
The first: Use a tiny amount of Creation Energy to transform it into an existence similar to a corpse puppet—equivalent to blood and flesh elements, having instinctive talents but lacking skills.