A torrent of psychic energy surged forth, tangible and fierce like a gale, roaring in all directions and shaking heaven and earth. Snow and wind were swept up, forming a howling storm spiral that wailed ominously—a truly terrifying sight.
A full gene score only indicates that you have reached the pinnacle of talent in that aspect, but it does not mean your abilities are maximized.
The law of conservation of energy is the most fundamental principle of the universe, unshakable.
To unleash psychic power to its fullest, how much energy can the human body alone contain?
One must continuously absorb external energy to strengthen oneself.
As stellar energy was ceaselessly absorbed, the psychic power grew stronger, like a lever prying at the Earth, stirring up nature's storms.
Mind, telekinesis, spirituality...
Feng Lin felt his three psychic-type gene abilities inflating like balloons filled with air. The surrounding stellar energy was devoured entirely, leaving a void of darkness.
At the summit of Mount Everest, a black shroud descended, and snow and wind coalesced into rolling clouds.
The spot where Feng Lin stood seemed to transform into a black vortex, consuming everything.
Such a startling and horrifying phenomenon was impossible for others to ignore!
Figures kept emerging around the Himalayas, pointing and exclaiming in shock.
"What's going on? What's happening on Everest?"
"No idea! I think I saw a figure cultivating up there—did he cause this?"
"If so, what immense power is that? Just cultivating creates such a phenomenon! What gene did he awaken? What gene martial art is he practicing?"
...
Voices buzzed with various guesses, each more astonishing than the last.
At the summit, snow and wind raged as if doomsday had arrived. The black hole resembled the gaping maw of an interstellar beast, poised to devour the mortal world entirely.
Chaos erupted at the mountain's base.
As the instigator, Feng Lin remained oblivious to all this. His mind was immersed, feeling the gene power within him growing more abundant. He merged the three psychic-type gene forces into one, turning them into a stellar torrent that surged toward his psychic gene.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The void trembled violently.
The gene power slammed into the gene lock, which stood like an iron wall, shaking it relentlessly.
It worked!
Feng Lin's heart leaped with joy.
Absorbing stellar energy was indeed the key to awakening the psychic gene.
His mind entered a state of unity between heaven and man, and his gene power rapidly expanded.
Seeing the possibility of breaking the gene lock, Feng Lin hesitated no more, focusing all his energy on the breakthrough.
His skin pores opened and closed like countless mouths, greedily devouring. Strands of stellar energy turned into silver threads, entering his body and swiftly converting into pure, cool energy that bolstered his mental strength.
If Feng Lin's gene power had been a river before, it now converged like a hundred streams into a mighty river, unstoppable as a flood, rushing toward the sea without turning back.
The gene lock, though as sturdy as a dam, could not withstand the repeated battering of the flood. Finally, it collapsed, crumbling under the torrent.
Gene power poured in like a river entering the sea, infusing the dark star with boundless energy, fully illuminating it at last.
Thump, thump, thump—like a powerful heartbeat, the silver dark star shimmered, emerging from its dormant state to reveal its true form. It became a sun radiating infinite light and heat, lighting up the entire dark starry sky, eternal and unchanging.
Psychic gene, awakened!
A mysterious aura surged forth from within.
"Gene: Psychic Gene Grade: High-tier Primordial Gene Enhancement Points: 1 Abilities: Out-of-body spirit, perception of the myriad realms, manipulation of intangible psychic force"
...
Feng Lin's brow flickered, revealing a silver mark, like the legendary third eye of a deity, about to open and see through the mortal world.
Endless golden energy poured out from it.
The originally formless psychic energy became tangible, shifting freely—sometimes spreading like wind, enveloping the surroundings, sometimes condensing into a sword, piercing the void.
Feng Lin slowly opened his eyes, his pupils gleaming gold. Two beams of golden light shot straight into the sky.
Under the influence of his psychic force, everything around him moved in response, swept into the air, unable to fall. It swirled into a vortex, gathering snow and wind, growing larger and larger, eventually covering the entire summit of Everest in an overwhelming tide.
"What is that golden light?"
"Could some treasure have appeared? And that person got it!"
"Let's go check it out!"
...
The psychic force transformed into a towering golden beam. Such a phenomenon stirred unrest across the Himalayas, with figures converging from all directions.
These rogue cultivators were bold and reckless, willing to do anything for cultivation resources.
They all assumed a treasure had emerged, and even the raging storm could not curb their greed.
So this is the psychic gene?
Feng Lin paid them no mind, sensing his vast psychic power. He realized it had merged mental strength, telekinesis, spirituality, and other abilities into one, undergoing a mysterious and enlightened transformation.
Add points!
He decisively added a free primordial gene point to it.
The psychic gene's points increased from 1 to 2.
This happened silently, but his psychic power instantly doubled, surging out like a flood, sweeping across the surroundings.
Standing atop Everest, Feng Lin's psychic force pried at heaven and earth, shaking nature itself.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The millennia-old snow on the peak, weighing billions of tons, could collapse instantly with the slightest disturbance—a butterfly effect. Shouting loudly in the snow mountains was the greatest taboo.
And now, Feng Lin's explosively increased psychic force swept out unchecked, finally breaking the fragile balance.
Layer after layer of snow collapsed, starting small but gradually expanding into a massive avalanche.
Like a snow sea raising towering waves, it surged forward with devastating force, unstoppable, threatening to bury the mortal world entirely.
Feng Lin stood atop Everest, completely unaffected.
But the rogue cultivators rushing over were not so lucky.
Even as interstellar cultivators, what were they against such heavenly might? They would be crushed to dust in an instant!
"Run! The Himalayas are avalanching!" They scattered, wishing they had more legs to flee faster.
Some, still unwilling to give up, tried to approach but were instantly swallowed by the avalanche.
Feng Lin stared in shock at the chaos at the mountain's base, realizing his awakening had caused too much of a stir—he might have caused trouble.
His psychic force swept out, condensing into clouds that lifted him into the air, suspending him above.
"Look! That person is flying!" Another cry erupted from the base.
Before anyone could get a clear look at Feng Lin's figure,
Whoosh...
The clouds soared, speeding into the distance, quickly vanishing from sight.
This was...
Riding the clouds and mist!