Fuxi, son of Suiren, with a human head and serpent body, observed the myriad phenomena of heaven and earth, created the Eight Trigrams, and was revered as the ancestor of humanity, known as the Celestial Emperor...
A fragment of mythological records about Fuxi flashed through Feng Lin's mind.
Before him, Feng Shaoyou had transformed into a half-human, half-serpent supernatural being. His lower body had become a massive serpent, its heavy tail slapping the ground, stirring up gusts of腥风, stretching over ten meters long. His entire form rapidly grew taller, his head nearly reaching the ceiling.
This drastic transformation in Feng Shaoyou startled Feng Lin.
No wonder he was an interstellar cultivator—his body had become energy-based, his life essence undergoing a metamorphosis into a true supernatural being with non-human traits.
"What are you trying to do?" Feng Lin asked coldly, showing no fear.
"Nothing! It seems you don't understand the true power of the descendants of the Three Sovereigns, which is why you're so unwise. So I'll show you the real gap between us, and I believe you'll make the right choice then!" Feng Shaoyou's face twisted into a sinister grin, his eyes turning into vertical pupils, like a great serpent eyeing its prey, ready to pounce and swallow it whole.
If soft words don't work, use force!
After all that talk, it still came down to who had the bigger fist!
Feng Lin was speechless, unwilling to engage further with this man.
He wasn't a fool. Feng Shaoyou was already an elite cultivator, a full-fledged supernatural lifeform. Though Feng Lin wasn't afraid and could hold his own, his chances of winning were slim. Fighting him would either end in a miserable loss or yield no benefit even if he won. Why bother with a pointless cross-tier battle?
Cultivation was the foundation—evolving one's life essence to reach a transcendent state. If he only sought to show off and fight, he'd be no better than a mindless brute, not an interstellar cultivator with wisdom and life evolution.
Feng Lin knew right from wrong and wanted nothing to do with Feng Shaoyou. He darted away swiftly.
But even if he avoided the conflict, others wouldn't let him go!
"Where do you think you're going?" Feng Shaoyou, thinking Feng Lin was scared, swung his tail and slithered across the ground, his eyes flashing with four strange symbols.
Earth, Fire, Water, Wind...
The Four Symbols Eyes!
Whoosh, boom, crack, whoosh!
Four rapid sounds of air being torn.
Feng Lin's instincts screamed danger, and he dodged just in time.
Four energy orbs shot past like cannonballs, resembling shooting stars. Water jets, raging flames, howling winds, and heavy earth...
Feng Lin turned to see the four energies—Earth, Fire, Water, and Wind—solidified into tangible forms, floating in the void, a shocking sight.
This man could simultaneously control four completely different types of energy—an extraordinary ability.
His eyes narrowed as he noticed the four strange patterns in Feng Shaoyou's eyes, his mind racing.
What kind of gene is this?
A Four Symbols gene?
One origin gives rise to two forms, two forms give rise to four symbols, four symbols give rise to the Eight Trigrams?
No!
The Four Symbols point directly to the essence of the universe. If it were a Four Symbols gene, its power would be immense, far beyond what an interstellar cultivator's awakened supernatural gene could achieve. The gene's ability and level didn't match at all.
From the energy's essence, a Four Symbols gene couldn't be awakened by someone at the elite cultivator level. This must be another gene, a lower-tier version of the Four Symbols gene, capable of controlling the four forces of Earth, Fire, Water, and Wind, but at a much lower level.
Feng Lin observed closely and noticed that as Feng Shaoyou's eyes moved, the Four Symbols forces shifted accordingly. He was clearly using his ocular power to control the four energy types.
A Four Symbols Eye gene?
Feng Lin speculated.
Boom!
By now, Feng Shaoyou was clearly intent on suppressing Feng Lin completely, crushing his spirit. He stopped wasting words and let his actions speak.
Four Symbols Rotation!
His eyes spun like gears, and the floating Four Symbols forces rapidly rotated, compressed by an invisible force, merging into a dark energy sphere.
Feng Lin's pupils contracted sharply as he retreated quickly.
He had seen this move before in the family ranking match—a fusion of different energies into a strange state. But this dark energy sphere, once as big as a soccer ball, was now the size of a fist. That wasn't a good sign; it was even more terrifying.
The small sphere exuded an extremely dangerous aura, wrapped in wind and fire, its energy highly concentrated, hinting at some drastic transformation. The collision and evolution of Earth, Fire, Water, and Wind even sparked purple electric arcs that vanished in an instant, but they made Feng Lin feel like disaster was imminent.
Even with the Stone Monkey gene, granting immunity to water, fire, and energy, there were limits. The purple arcs in the dark sphere were terrifyingly potent, clearly nearing the edge of his ability's threshold, which was why his instincts screamed danger.
After all, Feng Shaoyou had climbed to the elite cultivator level step by step through his own efforts, mastering his abilities to perfection. He wasn't like Titan, an artificially created god from genetic engineering who didn't know how to control his power.
As an interstellar cultivator, Feng Shaoyou's life essence far surpassed the opponents Feng Lin had faced in the family ranking match. He wielded his power effortlessly, instantly fusing the energies into a transformative state.
All these thoughts exploded in Feng Lin's mind in a flash. He kept retreating.
The dark energy sphere detonated instantly, releasing a storm of energy that spread out, forming a terrifying mushroom cloud that engulfed Feng Lin.
The energy surged, creating a particle storm. Wind fueled the flames, fire melted the earth, and water vaporized.
In an instant, Feng Lin felt as if he were in the energy vortex of an atomic explosion, his entire body nearly vaporized. Even his Stone Monkey gene-enhanced physique struggled to endure, pain searing through him like needles.
After all, the Stone Monkey gene was a mutated primal gene, unmatched at the same level, but crossing major cultivation realms was still a monumental challenge. Each realm in cultivation marked a massive leap in life essence, with abilities undergoing earth-shattering changes, making it nearly impossible to bridge the gap.
Feng Lin finally couldn't hold on. He unleashed all his strength in a single burst.
Heaven-Overturning Hammer Seal!
His fists struck out with狂暴 force, shaking heaven and earth. The surging energy torrent was punched through, creating a void.
Without pausing, Feng Lin shot out.
Whoosh!
A low, heavy sound.
A thick, long shadow lashed out at him.
Feng Lin couldn't dodge in time and was sent flying by a massive serpent tail, the force immense. He slammed hard into the metal wall, quickly flipping back up, his chest tight.
What kind of gene is this?
A Human-Serpent gene?
A Wa Ren gene?
...
Feng Lin stared at Feng Shaoyou's half-human, half-serpent form, a sudden thought striking him.
Perhaps by battling Feng Shaoyou, he could experience the traits of the Fuxi mythological path and, in turn, deduce the complete mythological path and gene evolution formula.