The Starlight Tier is divided into five ranks. Both Fourth-Order Cosmic Light and Fifth-Order Creation Light are Starlight-tier powerhouses, yet the gap between them is as vast as heaven and earth.
At least for normal lifeforms, that gap is truly insurmountable.
Yet—
In Andrew Han’s eyes, Fifth-Order Creation Light is nothing special.
After so many days of arduous cultivation, he defeated Ruby Whitehorn of the White-Horn Human Clan in a single stroke. Just in terms of Life-Gene martial arts, his system alone has reached the peak of Fifth-Order Creation Light.
In the next instant—
A cold, merciless voice, tinged with fury, resounded through the starry sky: "Human Race—die!"
White Nightmare’s single pale eye erupted with starlight. Relying on the vast reserves of flesh it had devoured through the Life-Synthesis Path, it instantly evaporated them all—burning its foundation to forcibly gain power.
If it had practiced any other cultivation system, such a leap would be utterly impossible.
In normal cultivation, progress depends solely on oneself—slowly accumulating over years before advancing.
But the Life-Synthesis Path is all about devouring and fusing—extreme, bizarre, and terrifying. It stands as an anomaly among the four great evolution directions.
White Nightmare erupted in fury, and the starry sky fell silent. Countless Starlight-tier beings turned ashen with dread, watching as its milky-white gelatinous body flowed with white blood—its rage and ferocity beyond measure.
Across the endless starry sky, there are not only humans but countless other living beings.
These so-called 'living beings' are intelligent lifeforms born naturally from the universe and the stars.
But White Nightmare is not among them. It was born within a chaotic mass of research byproducts—just a conglomeration of flesh, not a true living being, only a lifeform with intelligence.
"I was born in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!"
"Born with limitations, I will never reach the Stellar Palace Tier in this life." White Nightmare roared in a deep voice, charging at Andrew Han. "There was a sliver of hope before, but now it's all gone—and it's all because of you!"
Energy surged, starlight flooded the void!
Thousands upon thousands of black beams erupted from White Nightmare’s body. Each beam twisted and intertwined, radiating the aura of hellish chains. They linked together end to end, forming countless bridges of Creation Light—stretching toward the farthest reaches of the starry sky!
Having just broken through, White Nightmare once again squeezed every last drop of flesh and blood from its body.