If a nascent soul cultivator knew what Anos was trying to do. They would likely call him a fool. The art of puppets was extremely complex and required a high level of cultivation to not only control. But it also required many heavenly treasures. What Anos was doing was the equivalent of trying to build a computer and operating system from scratch using stone tools.

  It wasn't something that could be done by an individual in a few years. This type of thing required the lessons of the ancestors. This type of thing can take many lifetimes. Not to mention, Anos didn't have infinite time.

  His 'eyes of god' cultivation was average at best and he couldn't steal experience from the future. He had one life in his hands and pseudo-lives as his avatar.

  But Anos wasn't banking on being able to build such a complex puppet from scratch.

  Instead he planned to build a 'shell' using pure spiritual energy. He then wanted to inject his avatar into this 'shell'. While a normal cultivator might fail to do what he was attempting.

  Anos didn't consider himself completely normal. Sure, his talent wasn't heavenly. But after his consciousness had been baptized. He liked to think he was above average.

  His greatest reliance was the thing that he assumed allowed him to reincarnate in the first place! His 'eternal incarnation' ability that was etched into his soul.

  A nascent soul cultivator would have to split their soul to make another incarnation. This procedure would not only destroy their foundation. But it would weaken their soul and talent.

  But Anos could afford to waste his avatar as he could just reconstruct it. All he needed was a proper vessel!

  The other thing that set him apart from other cultivators was his oddly pure spiritual energy. The spiritual energy in the environment had gone through a purification process by entering his sea of consciousness and getting refined by his avatar.

  Anos sat in his cave and pinched his fingers. Drops of blood began to flow from his fingers. Some dropped on the ground. But a single drop of blood froze in the air.

  "I used to think I was unlucky to have five element spiritual roots..."

  Anos realized he needed a material to turn the illusory into truth!

  Anos could easily transform spiritual energy into water or combust it into flame. But creating complex matter was a lot harder to do. So he used his life force. His very blood to serve as the foundation of the puppet.

  Another drop fell from his fingers...

  This blood didn't coagulate. It was the blood of a cultivator and contained within each drop was spiritual energy and information on the five elements.

  Anos was doing something only high level cultivators could afford to do. He was transforming the illusory into the real using himself as a medium.

  A part of himself. But instead of that part being soul. It was his very life itself. His blood!

  5 drops became 10. Those ten drops became twenty. Thirty. A hundred. A thousand. Ten thousand! By the time it reached a hundred thousand drops. Anos's face was pale and he felt cold.

  His heart didn't feel right and his 'Undying Body' spell was pushed to its limits.

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  A hundred thousand drops were floating in front of him. Each drop was shielded by a barrier of spiritual energy. Each one was like a particle with its own world within.

  They didn't merge.

  Anos spoke:

  "My ultimate creation! Five Elements Blood Clone!"

  There was a wave in the sphere of separated blood drops. A tornado of blood appeared and the reverse process of generation had begun.

  Instead of bone marrow making blood cells.

  These blood drops made bone marrow. They then made bone. Soon a skeleton was formed. Half of the resources Anos had invested were used. The remainder formed tendons and veins.

  It looked as if he a monster was standing in the middle of the blood tornado. Anos had sat down on the ground and was breathing heavily. He was struggling to control all the details.

  Eyes formed and a nervous system was born. The tornado of blood was slowing down. Organs started to construct themselves as the blood was absorbed.

  Then skin formed over these various systems.

  The bloody tornado was no more.

  He had done it!

  "I succeeded in the first step..."

  Anos passed out.

  He slept for an entire week. The process from its genesis to completion had taken a year. A year of constantly extracting a drop of blood repeatedly over and over again. This wasn't all that was required.

  Anos had to make sure none of the drops of blood merged. He also had to infuse the five elements in each one so it could serve as a medium to transform the illusory into real flesh.

  When Anos woke up. He saw a naked version of himself lying on the ground. It was as if it was dead.

  Anos refilled himself with spiritual energy and waved his hands.

  A stream of blood appeared from his hands this time. Things were much faster, and this blood transformed into clothes. Anos had created flesh with spiritual energy. Creating something as simple as cloth had become far easier. But now, he needed to do the hard part.

  There was something special about this body that even his original body lacked.

  A dantian!

  Anos knew that he could form a pill when reaching foundation establishment. But he wasn't sure how cultivation would work with a clone. So since he designed the body from the ground-up based on his research and his own body. He wanted to test out a dantian.

  Now it was time to see if all his work would pay off.

  Anos crouched and tapped the clones brow. Inside of this clone was a very simple brain. It wasn't complex enough to give rise to independent consciousness.

  It was only enough to control the nerve signals in the body.

  The brain was the one thing Anos couldn't really study himself. As he had to consciously manipulate his avatar to perform surgery on itself.

  As Anos touched the brow of the clone.

  He controlled his avatar and was about to try to force it out. But right as he made a move. His sea of consciousness started to shake.

  Anos felt an extremely weird sensation.

  If before, he could look into his sea of consciousness. Now something had changed. He could now look into the sea of consciousness of his avatar in his sea of consciousness! It was as if he now had two sea of consciousness's.

  Within this dimension of sea of consciousness's. Anos felt things could become quite complex. But his avatar formed an avatar! Anos then had a rather funny idea.

  He tried to go into the sea of consciousness of his avatars sea of consciousness of that avatars sea of consciousness. But he soon found something had changed.

  "There are layers to consciousness?"

  Anos felt he should name these layers to make them more distinct.

  You had his 'sea of consciousness'. This was a completely white space that held his avatar. You then had what he called the 'sea of incarnations'. This was the opposite of his consciousness. It was completely black.

  This sea of incarnations was within the sea of consciousness of his avatar.

  Anos looked at the puppet on the ground and frowned.

  "I have restored my spiritual energy. But I haven't made up for the expenditure of my sea of consciousness... There is also..."

  Anos wanted to test something.

  His avatar began to cultivate. But as the spiritual energy was absorbed. Just like how when he initially gained his avatar. The spiritual energy in his sea of consciousness went to the head of his avatar and vanished.

  Anos then checked the sea of incarnations and found that in that black space. There was spiritual energy! He controlled his avatar and focused on the avatar in the sea of incarnations.

  But despite performing the same technique with the avatar in the sea of incarnations.

  Nothing happened!

  "Could it be..."

  Anos held out his finger and a tiny glowing ray of light appeared. In this ray of light. He saw a miniature version of himself. This wasn't his avatar! It was the avatar of his avatar! The imprint of his body in the sea of incarnations.

  He pointed at the 'five elements blood clone'. It slowly drifted from his finger and landed on the forehead of this clone. Anos's consciousness started to shake again.

  The 'clone' then opened its eyes!