Loss

Wang Wei checked his personal dimensional space, using his divine sense to look at all the bodies he stored. During his fight with Old Man Nether, and before the explosion destroyed everything, he saved a few bodies of those Creation Lifeforms to use as resources later.

'If that bastard didn't blow himself up, I would have access to hundreds of bodies,' Wang Wei thought with gritted teeth. His heart pained every time he thought how much he had lost due to the bastard Old Man Nether's ruthlessness. Every time he thought about how much benefit he lost, he thought about reviving that bastard Old Man Nether and killing him again.

'There is no point in being angry, so let's calm down,' Wang Wei thought before summoning a sealed sword. 'This Creation Lifeform should be a decent material to build my Empyrean Artifact, but it's not enough to create an Ultimate Tier Artifact.'