I am the Clone of a Death Row Inmate

Su Ze wasn’t surprised. Having learned that this white energy was related to faith, he had guessed he would be able to extract it from the body of the Frankenstein’s Monster.

After all, he could even extract white energy from killing high-ranking members of the Evolution Divine Teachings. This Frankenstein’s Monster was essentially the Evolution God of Blue Star itself.

That was why he had activated his ”Bloodthirsty” skill in advance.

The result, of course, was a massive harvest. A sea of white energy surged into Su Ze’s body.

Su Ze immediately absorbed and digested it... This energy, unlike the Silver-gray Energy, couldn’t be stored.

As he continued to absorb the white energy, Su Ze felt his spirit growing stronger and stronger. The world around him seemed to become much clearer in his eyes.

Finally, as he absorbed almost all of the white energy, it was as if he had broken through some barrier and stepped into a completely new realm.

For the first time, he truly felt the presence of his own soul!

His soul was fused with his physical body, yet it could also exist independently.

’This feeling... it’s a bit like the legendary ’Soul Emergence’?’

Su Ze’s soul hadn’t actually left his body. Rather, it was the first time he had perceived his soul as an existence separate from his physical form.

He had a feeling that even if his body ceased to exist now, his soul could probably survive.

It was just like those Thought Race Divine Spirits revived from the Divine Dice. Their physical bodies had died in their past lives, and their souls were fragmented, yet they could still be reborn in new vessels.

This was perhaps an ability one gained after their soul reached the divine level. Before, the soul was like a passenger and the body a boat. If the boat capsized, the passenger would also drown.

But after the soul became divine, it was like learning how to swim. Even if the boat capsized, the soul could still survive.

Of course, a soul that lost its physical body would become exceptionally fragile.

’My soul and my physical body have both reached the divine level...’

Unexpectedly, the dual divine level of soul and body that the Pope had been pursuing was first achieved by Su Ze.

His soul and body had always been one. He didn’t need to go through some fusion process like the Pope. His current state was exactly what the Pope had always coveted.

In his current state, once he completed his seventh evolution and his genes also evolved to the divine level, he would be able to achieve the ”perfect evolution” the Pope had spoken of.

Su Ze moved his body a little and muttered, ”Doesn’t feel that special.”

He was stronger, but it didn’t seem to be an absurdly huge leap.

Su Ze shook his head, deactivated his strongest combat form, and returned to his normal flesh-and-blood body.

But the moment he did, he immediately felt a change within him!

His soul and his physical body seemed to have entered a state of resonance. A connection was being forged between his divine-level body and divine-level soul, producing a wondrous reaction.

Every inch of his skin, every piece of his flesh, began to tremble uncontrollably. In reality, it was because every cell in his body was vibrating.

At the same time, his soul was also vibrating, seemingly in resonance with his body. Their frequencies were close and gradually converging.

Gradually, a purple light began to emanate from his body. The light wasn’t intense, but its area grew larger and larger, slowly enveloping him.

A violet aura also appeared above his head.

When the vibrational frequency of his physical body perfectly matched that of his soul, it was as if a barrier between them had been broken.

In an instant, Su Ze felt both his soul and his body undergoing a qualitative transformation!

He felt himself rapidly growing stronger, but it wasn’t a simple increase in Spiritual Power or physical constitution. Instead, both his body and soul were metamorphosing, evolving to a higher level.

Lin Tiannan and the others stared blankly as Su Ze’s aura grew more and more powerful, and they all felt an involuntary urge to kneel in submission.

It was the innate awe that mortals feel for a divine being!

It was an absolute suppression originating from a higher level of life!

At this moment, Su Ze... had become a god!

They were certain that Su Ze had become a god. Only a divine being could possess such majesty that they dared not look at him directly!

Compared to the Su Ze of this moment, the Tier 7 exotic beast that had previously become a god—a sponge—couldn’t even be mentioned in the same breath in terms of aura.

A long time later, the purple glow on Su Ze’s body dissipated. His aura receded, and he looked no different than before.

But Lin Tiannan and the other Venerable Powerhouses could still feel a sense of distance and a deep-seated awe. After all, a gap in life levels now separated them—the difference between a mortal and a god.

Su Ze clenched a fist, felt his power, and was a little puzzled about his current state.

’Have I become a god, just like that?’

He had grown stronger, and he should have become a god.

But it also seemed like he hadn’t *fully* become one.

His genes, his pile of skills—none of them had become divine.

He didn’t have a single proper divine skill in his entire arsenal, nor had he completed his seventh evolution.

However, he believed the Pope could probably provide some answers. After all, he was the one who proposed the theory of ”perfect evolution.”

Eager to understand the changes in his body, Su Ze didn’t exchange pleasantries with Lin Tiannan and the others. After a brief farewell, he quickly left with the Meat Mountain Pope he had parasitized.

The Meat Mountain Pope’s body was too large. With Su Ze carrying him, it was like moving around with a personal mountain—too conspicuous, too ugly, and too inconvenient.

But unlike Su Ze, he hadn’t deliberately expanded to this size. He had evolved himself into this form, meaning this was his true size, and it couldn’t be shrunk.

Even if Su Ze told him to shrink, he couldn’t do it. At most, he could only change his body’s shape.

Fortunately, there was another way. He could separate the fat from his body.

Chunks of fat separated from the Pope’s body, quickly piling up into a mountain of flesh beside him.