this infinite world

——What exactly is my mythological gene?
After Zheng Zha demonstrated his two mythical genetic characteristics of "Ubolopos" and "Zhu Jiuyin" in front of Yang Yun, Yang Yun became concerned about this matter.

After all, these two different mythological gene characteristics simultaneously gave Zheng Zha corresponding passive effects in time and space, allowing him to ignore Feimian's space-time abilities when he was still at the intermediate level of the fourth-order gene lock...

It would be a lie to say that I am not envious. But Yang Yun also knows that not everyone can fully express the characteristics of the mythical genes in their bodies like Zheng Zha. After all, whether it is "Qianlong Transformation" or his "Zhulong Guangyin Body", they are all unique abilities that belong to him. Looking at the whole "Infinite Horror", no one has done something similar... Even Zheng Zha's replica in the Devil Team did not show the corresponding characteristics.

——Is it about the dominant and recessive expression of genes? Or is there a mystery in it that I have not been able to decipher?

Yang Yun thought a lot and used his fourth-order advanced ability to try to explore the genetic secrets in his body, but in the end he found nothing... But after he experienced a battle with Chi You and was resurrected, he found that he suddenly grasped the key.

Jianmu is naturally a type of plant. If we further classify it, it can be defined as a "tree".

——So, what are the characteristics of a tree?
The answer is, take root.

If a tree wants to grow, it must first have roots. Only if the roots are broad enough can it grow luxuriant branches and leaves. Otherwise, it is just a tree without roots or a duckweed without water.

This is a point that Yang Yun has always overlooked, and it is also the secret that he has not been able to comprehend. For a long time, he has been using his body as a seed, using the immortal power in his body to supply Jianmu, so that this illusory yet real spiritual light can shine. After truly witnessing the fighting style of the "saints" and their methods of using energy, Yang Yun understood where he was still lacking.

"Certainly!"

The moment this word came out, a different kind of light bloomed on Yang Yun's fingers - it was not the color of fairy power, nor was it blue, green, or gold, but a mixture of all the previous colors, extremely similar to the light of Jianmu, but quite different.

There is a tree with green leaves, purple stems, black flowers and yellow fruits, and its name is Jianmu!
In an instant, countless brilliant lights burst out from Yang Yun's body like active arcs. They spread out, like the lifeblood surging in the human veins, and like the roots of trees growing on the earth, deeply rooted in the earth, extending to every corner of the void. His aura also surged, resonating with the surrounding space, the rhythm of heaven and earth, and the essence of this world, merging and becoming one!
——I am the world.

Yang Yun stood between heaven and earth, his aura of the holy way surging like a tsunami, the evergreen Jianmu sacred tree spanning the universe, standing firm in this violent vortex of flames, actually rebelling against the five elements of fire overcoming wood, and was not moved at all. Facing Chonglou's overbearing pressure, which was not inferior to Chiyou in terms of pure "quantity", he did not retreat or avoid, as if he was the absolute ruler of heaven and earth, with calmness in his eyes.

——The world is me.

The fragments of space torn apart by the aftermath of the battle, as well as the corresponding energy residues, were forcibly connected under the light emitted from Yang Yun, and then merged again into a stable space, as if all the laws were sorted out and turned into soil.

"...Is this, your holy way?" In Chonglou's eyes, Yang Yun had truly transformed into a magnificent sacred tree, with the sky above and the earth below, like the backbone supporting the heaven and earth, and like a giant pillar extending into the endless void.

Layers of golden-green light extended from the bottom and turned into invisible roots, deeply rooted in the void, turning the energy flow between heaven and earth from chaos to order. The lush treetops stabilized the earth, wind, water and fire, like a rainbow bridge extending straight out.

The space was calm, the flames were extinguished, the surging magma of the Yanbo Spring solidified, and the meteorites that were about to fall from the endless void were also fixed in the air, as if they were completely rejected by this space called "New Fairyland" and the will of this space... dividing yin and yang, defining the world, attracting endless energy, and suppressing all disobedience!
With Chonglou's vision, he could naturally see clearly what Yang Yun had done.

At that moment, Yang Yun was like a world tree rooted in the void, majestic and firm. His existence forcibly stabilized this small world that was crumbling in the fierce battle. The "New Fairyland" that was supposed to have no life seemed to have its own consciousness, unconditionally and without reservation, giving everything to Yang Yun, allowing him to freely drive this powerful world force like an administrator with authority.

——Yang Yun saved the world, and the world rewarded him.

It was for this reason that Chonglou could not understand Yang Yun’s behavior - for such a long time, he and Feipeng had privately scheduled battles in the New Immortal Realm, at least eight hundred battles, if not a thousand. But now Yang Yun told him that this small world had actually given birth to its own will?

Chonglou never cared about the consequences of his actions, let alone the impact of the fight between two powerful men. In his opinion, the "new fairyland" he found by chance was just a suitable battlefield where he could have a good fight with the enemy. As for what the battlefield would look like, that was not something he would consider.
"boring."

Chonglou snorted coldly and retracted his Flame Wave Blood Blade. At this point, there was no need to continue the battle. After all, no matter what method he used, Yang Yun finally succeeded in blocking the combined attack of Flame Wave Spring and Star Sinking Earth Moving, although the way he dealt with it was not what he wanted: "No matter the method you used or what you did, it seems boring to me."

Facing Chonglou's comment, Yang Yun just smiled and said nothing. However, it was this silent answer that made the other party snort again: "What's the name of this move?"

"no name."

Yang Yun, who single-handedly controlled this fairy plane that was large enough to accommodate the collision of two primary saints without collapsing, and used it to solidify space, and suppressed the earth, wind, water, and fire with his will alone, felt refreshed at this moment, even better than before the battle: "After all, until now, I still don't know the name of the mythical gene in my body, let alone which great power this gene came from. But if I really want to say it..."

"He rules the wood element, nurturing everything at different times, creating all things. Let's call him 'Green Emperor'."

Yang Yun, who was named after the Five Emperors of the Five Directions in ancient mythology, said so.

"I think this name suits me very well." (End of this chapter)