Chapter 1451: Human-Shaped Singularity

“Are you entirely a singularity?”

At that moment, everyone saw that Tu Xin was still a humanoid flesh-and-blood creature. He had cells, flesh, bones, a brain—there was no discernible difference from before. They had just witnessed what form a singularity takes when someone transforms into one: changing the material structure of one’s body, then collapsing into an infinitely small point, like a black bead absorbing everything around it to fight. Yet, here you were, in your original form. How could you claim to be a singularity?

Many of the Sages were perplexed. Only the Heavenly Emperor and the Mother Queen of the Zerg, two beings whose powers involved singularities, vaguely sensed that Tu Xin’s body was very different now. The more they looked, the more they perceived a strange sense of distortion. It was as if he were an unknown life form from an alternate dimension, no longer adhering to their biological structural system.

“What is this...? How is this possible? How could you achieve this? Are you still human?” The Mother Queen’s pupils gradually dilated, revealing an inexpressible shock.

“Oh?” Tu Xin looked at the Mother Queen, a faint smile tinged with mockery on his lips. He said, “A mere monkey can understand my current structure?”

“Hmph!” the Mother Queen retorted. “A weak Twelfth-Tier, though essentially still Eleventh-Tier! Yet you have perfectly mastered the limits of singularity manipulation, pushing this skill domain to its absolute peak!”

With a sharp sound, the Mother Queen directly extracted a singularity heart from her own chest.

Thump! Thump!

This singularity heart pulsated slowly, emitting countless sounds of the Great Dao. The singularity did not fully collapse into a point nor completely explode. Instead, it continuously underwent semi-collapse and semi-explosion, perfectly controlled in a rhythmic cycle. This demonstrated an extraordinarily profound understanding of singularities to achieve such a feat. This was the new Nine Revolutions Profound Art, with a terrifyingly high threshold for power manipulation.

“And you, now, are infinitely more terrifying than this singularity heart!” The Mother Queen stared at him, her gaze sharpening. “Your entire being is continuously undergoing semi-collapse and semi-explosion; you are a humanoid singularity!”

At this, the ancient heroes within the Mother Queen were utterly dumbfounded.

“What are you talking about?”

“His entire body is semi-collapsing and semi-exploding like that heart?”

“That’s impossible! His body shows no signs of shrinking and expanding!”

“A singularity can only be round. How can it be human-shaped? Is he a giant singularity now?”

“Right, the explosion and collapse of a singularity are like a grand firework exploding and then playing in reverse, constantly cycling... but he is still a complete human; he isn't undergoing this cycle at all.”

The historical figures and heroes around them continued to discuss.

“No, he has achieved a permanent singularity state,” the Mother Queen’s expression grew more serious than ever before, her eyes fixed on him. “Our control is low, and our understanding insufficient, so the frequency is low, allowing us to see the singularity pulsating like a heart... But his frequency is so incredibly high-density that he appears to be a complete human!”

Frequency is a curious thing. Like in a film, when the frame rate is high enough, static images appear to move fluidly. When the frequency is high enough, even rapid side-to-side movements can appear still.

“Not only that, but even more terrifying is that our collapse and explosion can only form a single point... Yet his skill is so profound that the universe shapes splitting off from his explosions and collapses are all in his likeness!”

“Yes, each time his singularity explodes, it splits into his shape—the most perfect bodily form, with cells, bones, and flesh...”

“All of this is an instantaneous grand explosion, from the most basic quantum particles of the universe, exploding and reassembling into his bodily matter, then collapsing back again!”

The Mother Queen’s continuous analysis left everyone completely astounded. This person was simply a monster! Just hearing it was enough to make their skin crawl. How could anyone master a singularity to such an extent? This meant his current state had returned to simplicity, appearing as an ordinary person to outsiders who hadn't reached his level.

“This is likely the distinction between Eleventh-Tier and weak Twelfth-Tier. We can only temporarily collapse into a singularity, but he has entered a permanent singularity state!” The Mother Queen stated, “In terms of application, we are merely initiates, while he has reached the pinnacle. For beings like him, the singularities of the universe are like clay, capable of being molded and exploded into any shape!”

The Mother Queen was utterly astonished and said with profound alarm: “This monster! Having reached this realm, he is truly at the zenith of this power, and can indeed be called a weak Twelfth-Tier! As long as he absorbs enough matter, consumes the entire universe, he will have the chance to become a true Twelfth-Tier. After all, he can already create universes of any shape according to his will, which is true omnipotence... This is the Twelfth-Tier! The ultimate realm he calls the Creator God, I fear, is for this very reason.”

The Mother Queen felt both a tremor of fear and a hesitation. However, just as Tu Xin had stated, once a being breaks through to the Eleventh-Tier, there is no longer a distinction in energy levels. A singularity is a "Dao Origin Point" capable of accommodating infinite energy; even the entire universe could be inserted into it without causing a ripple. This means that ultimate life forms at this dimensional level can consume an infinitely vast universe in one gulp! Eleventh-Tier beings, transcending all dimensions, can, as singularity life forms, ingest and expel infinite matter and arbitrarily alter their physical energy levels. However, the matter their singularities integrate has a limit; if they ingest too much cosmic matter, they completely lose themselves. To ingest and expel the entire universe is to merge with the Dao. Becoming a Twelfth-Tier Creator God means a complete loss of self; the immense cosmic current would overwhelm one's will. In a sense, the moment one becomes Twelfth-Tier is the moment of death. —Those who merge with the Dao perish.

Tu Xin smiled, listening quietly to the Mother Queen's analysis. “You can actually perceive my realm. Very good... but because of that, you also know my power. Now, do you understand the difference between us? My entire being is permanently in a singularity state, without flaws, whereas you cannot sustain it, and can only insert a singularity into your chest to serve as a power core, providing energy indirectly.”

Tu Xin spoke expansively, “We are not beings of the same level, do you understand? It’s like an Eighth-Tier deity encountering a weak Ninth-Tier who has begun to master rules; although essentially both are Eighth-Tier deities, they are no longer in the same dimension.” If this universe were not yet incomplete, and his collapsed singularity was not a flawed, multi-layered singularity lacking rules, he would likely already be a true weak Twelfth-Tier! This was the result of his one hundred million years of cultivation in the “Spiritual Time House”!

But he was already invincible. He had reached the ultimate limit of power, with no further possibility for improvement. All he needed to do was defeat his current enemies, quietly await the advent of the era, the completion of the universe, and the emergence of a truly complete and mature singularity. Then, he could swiftly collapse into a truly perfect singularity, becoming the ultimate existence in every sense!

“One hundred million years, what immense power,” Tu Xin praised. “Even I must admit that you who wield the cosmic rules in this incomplete universe can create too many impossibilities using those rules! So, how do you intend to die?”

Tu Xin’s expression turned cold.