Inside the vast hall within the Myriad Transformations Tower’s simulated world, the earlier indignant shouting and noisy complaints had all but disappeared. Only the heavy breathing of the eliminated examinees and the repeated crashes and screams coming from the floating projections could still be heard.

There was the Mountain of the Dead, built from countless corpses and bones that had been fused together and reconstructed; the Fortress of Destruction, surrounded by massive spirit matter cannons; the Slaughterblood Formation, which commanded countless blades as one; and even a void labyrinth created by combining the Eternal Gate with the true essence of Ember. Several extraordinary creations appeared within the floating projections, far surpassing people’s imagination.

Everyone had been given the same amount of time, the same starting point, and the same conditions. Some had used various methods to create seemingly limitless creations. Some had struggled from nothing and rebuilt everything atop the ruins. Others had reached the end before they had even truly begun.

Now, as various battles gradually came to an end, almost everyone’s attention converged on the largest floating projection at the center of the hall. In the suffocating silence, all they felt was a bone-deep chill and fear. It was almost like watching a horror story unfold.

The spirit-matter giant Dragonite, the Soul-Hunting Cavalry Valhalla, and the Throne’s Shadow were weapons of destruction that craftsmen would have struggled to deal with, yet they had actually been...