A faint panel appeared.
[ Panel ]
Fitness:
Taijutsu → 39
Skills:
Jade Skin → 99 / 100
Dongxuan Sutra → 99 / 100
The panel remained.
Stable.
Complete.
No further movement.
Because both—
Had reached their limit.
Geno Lock.
Another panel appeared.
[ Sanctuary Panel ]
Status:
Evolution → Not Evolved
Life Span → 200 Years
Genes:
Ordinary → 100 / 100
Primitive → 100 / 100
Mutant → 100 / 100
Sacred → 100 / 100
Beast Souls:
Armor → Shadow Armor
Weapon → Mutant Blade
Weapon → Mutant Sword
Weapon → Sacred Beast Soul
Pet → Crystal Back Turtle
Pet → Silver Spine Serpent
Pet → Flame Crest Bird
The panels faded.
No reaction.
Because now—
There was nothing left to increase.
Nothing left to refine.
Nothing left to complete.
At this stage—
Everything had reached its limit.
Han Chandu stood still.
Calm.
Unmoving.
Because now—
There was only one direction left.
Forward.
Toward Super.
His gaze shifted.
Deeper into the forest.
Beyond Sacred.
Beyond control.
Into territory—
Where presence changed.
Where pressure existed.
Where mistakes—
Meant death.
He stepped forward.
Not cautiously.
Not slowly.
But without hesitation.
Because now—
The difference was clear.
He was no longer the same.
Not the one who avoided.
Not the one who observed.
But the one who could engage.
His body—
Stable.
His control—
Complete.
His perception—
Sharp.
Compared to before—
Compared to the first evolver stage—
The difference was absolute.
His fitness—
Higher.
His control—
Superior.
His defense—
Near perfect.
If before—
He could not approach Super.
Now—
He could fight.
Han Chandu moved deeper.
No rush.
No wasted movement.
Only precision.
A presence appeared.
Far.
Heavy.
Unmoving.
Different.
Not Sacred.
Super.
Han Chandu stopped.
Not from hesitation—
From confirmation.
Because this—
Was the next stage.
He did not step closer.
Did not provoke.
Did not engage.
Because now—
This was not the moment.
He observed.
Distance maintained.
Control intact.
Because even now—
One mistake—
Would end everything.
Jade Skin remained inactive.
Dongxuan Sutra—
Passive.
Because this—
Was not a fight.
Not yet.
Han Chandu turned.
Calm.
Because now—
The objective was clear.
Super creatures—
Would be hunted.
But not blindly.
Not recklessly.
Only when—
Everything aligned.
He stepped back.
Distance increased.
The presence faded.
No reaction.
Because this—
Was expected.
He moved again.
Back toward controlled territory.
Because now—
Preparation was complete.
And the next step—
Would not be observation.
It would be execution.