this infinite world

Zhu Jiuyin, Zheng Zha knew this name.

It is said that there is a Zhongshan Mountain in the north. On the mountain, there is a stone head that looks like a human head. The left eye is the sun and the right eye is the moon. When the left eye is open, it is daytime, and when the right eye is open, it is night. When the mouth is open, it is spring and summer, and when the mouth is closed, it is autumn and winter. This mythical beast is recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas. It is born with the power to control time.

Just like the Ouroboros before, which could perfectly avoid the spatial severing of the Fuxi Sword, if Zheng Zha could successfully master the power of the "Zhu Jiuyin" gene, then fighting against the immortals at the same level would not be a problem...

"Well, Zhu Jiuyin... there are not many copies of this thing's genes left, most of which are from the battle of the creation of the world."

The herbal slime's voice seemed to be blurred for a moment, and the meaning of its words made Zheng Zha imagine a slime controlling its tentacles and rummaging through boxes to find the gene. "I don't know where this guy went in the subsequent human history period. I will be busy again..."

"But even for you, this mythical gene is not so easy to control."

"Is there a risk?" Zheng Zha responded: "But no matter how big the risk is, I don't care."

"It's not a matter of risk. You really don't know anything. The myth gene is not as simple as you think."

Seeing Zheng Zha respond without even thinking, the Herbal Slime was speechless: "The so-called mythical creatures are all powerful beings who have walked out of their own unique paths in the multiverse, which is equivalent to the manifestation of multiverse laws and authority. Even if they die, their legends and holy ways still exist in the multiverse and become the basic pillars of the multiverse. And the perfect bodies that continue to evolve with their genes as the core can resonate with the corresponding laws engraved in the multiverse. In the end, it is like refining an innate spiritual treasure with one's own flesh and blood genes, completely imitating the avenue symbolized by mythical creatures..."

"I've said this before, haven't I? Rashly adding new genes is likely to disrupt the balance in your body. This is not as simple as increasing the burden on your genes. If you can't control the mythical genes in your body, the laws within the genes will cause your body and soul to become distorted."

"At that moment, you may find that you are no longer similar to humans. You may even have more than a dozen arms and legs and become an alien. In the most extreme case, you may even evolve into an amorphous mass of meat, or some other indescribable creature that is difficult to describe in words..."

As the Herbal Slime spoke, his voice gradually deepened, and there was a certain gloomy emotion in his words, as if he was thinking of something old: "But, if it were you, you wouldn't die so easily... maybe?"

——It’s good that you have confidence in me, but please don’t use such vague words...

But before Zheng Zha could open his mouth to explore the reason for the change in the herbal slime's mood at that moment, a familiar and strong feeling surged out again like a tide, interrupting all his thoughts. He felt that deep in his body, the genes that constitute the source of life began to throb under the injection of the genes of the second mythical creature, as if a miracle of life burst out from the most primitive cells, and then -

"Ugh—!"

Intense pain swept through Zheng Zha's body like a tide. Every cell seemed to be screaming, and every life factor undergoing transformation was shaking violently. The pain penetrated deep into the bone marrow and was intense to the soul, as if countless sharp blades were cutting every cell wantonly.

At this moment, Zheng Zha felt as if his existence was being ruthlessly deconstructed. His body seemed to have turned into countless fragments, floating in the void, and each fragment carried the basic mark of life. In the dark void, a dark dragon, a giant snake with its tail in its mouth suddenly opened its huge mouth, freezing time, fixing space, and rapidly swallowing Zheng Zha's existence like a black hole... Pain has almost become Zheng Zha's only perception. Under the influence of the way of time and space, Zheng Zha's mind, memory, and even his own existence gradually became blurred, sandwiched between two millstones, as if he was in a realm that existed neither in time nor in space. Every flicker of consciousness could be the last moment of his existence...

"I……"

The herbal slime did not lie. The two mythological genes combined in Zheng Zha at the same time were beyond his endurance limit. And he was not a saint, and he had not even reached the realm of the fourth-order advanced. However, he wanted to control time and space. This was unique even in the history of the multiverse.

"How could I possibly..."

However, just as Zheng Zha's consciousness was about to be completely devoured by Zhu Jiuyin and Ouroboros' genes, a ray of light suddenly lit up in this lightless black hole.

That is light, the light of the soul, named "Tianxing Longxiong", the light of Zheng Zha's soul.

Anyone who wants to fight against "Tao" can only use "Tao". The best weapon is the will that is most difficult to distort and shake, the light of faith that even darkness cannot swallow!
“How could I possibly… fall here, on the genes of some bullshit mythical creature!”

"Yang Yun, Chu Xuan, Zhan Lan, and my friends... they are still waiting for me!"

"boom!"

The explosion was like the creation of the world. The faith that had never changed made Zheng Zha stick to his original intention. With the roar bursting from the depths of his soul, countless gene fragments began to rapidly aggregate, turning into gene chains, cells, blood vessels, and muscles. Under the influence of the spiritual light "Heavenly Dragon", they began to rapidly reorganize their bodies.

The new genes belonging to "Zhu Jiuyin" intertwined with the "Ouroboros" genes that Zheng Zha had previously contained in his body, entwining and fusing within him, weaving a mysterious and powerful life network that completely transformed his body...

"Sure enough, I was right about you... Choose your own path with your own will."

As Zheng Zha's consciousness gradually emerged and was about to leave this mysterious "gene bank" in an unknown place, the herbal slime's voice was filled with emotion, as well as a deep determination and persistence, as if it was a declaration against fate: "Time and space, you who have the genes of these two mythical creatures, perhaps you really can rival the immortals with your non-saint body."

"Go, don't lose, don't lose to the primitive human race that has become a stranger since his death..."

"And, the world is about to end again." (End of this chapter)