When the power of the foreign gene entered his body, mixed with the various metaphysical rituals around him, Dao Chengyi felt as if his body was about to explode. Every piece of his flesh seemed to have its own consciousness and began to yearn to escape.
Eyeballs, tendons, blood vessels, skin, organs—groups and individuals, each exhibiting unusual activity, as if countless nascent consciousnesses are sprouting.
This wasn't the first time Dao Chengyi had experienced this situation; the memories of the various kinds of flesh he had refined kept him from panicking.
Regarding the evolution of genes, Dao Chengyi himself did not have any Gu worms to help him, but he had a worm vessel, which was useful in the case of his body rebelling at this time.
The insect vessel belonging to consciousness began to shine brightly, and countless patterns of insect feathers, scales, and wet eggs on it spontaneously began to wriggle.
In an instant, Dao Chengyi felt the raging cells in his body being suppressed, and everything began to conform to his will and change for him.
The culprit that triggered the riot was the foreign gene, while the riot within the cells was the result of the uncontrollable devouring and transformation attribute.
Now, with the help of the insect vessel, Dao Chengyi has restrained the power of this riot. He has no interest in those strange genes; all he needs are genes that increase his body's growth potential.
The gene chain was re-chimerized and rearranged, operating on its own in a state that Tao Chengyi did not understand. The superfluous genes, such as those for horns, heads, eyes, and hides, were left behind, with only a few genes that would not change the shape but rather amplify it.
During this process, Dao Chengyi discovered that the increase in the gastrointestinal tract was particularly significant. Not only did the gastric acid produced become more corrosive, but the stomach also became thicker and stronger, with protrusions specifically designed for grinding, and a second stomach was added.
The body is active, and all tissues are being strengthened. The greatest advantage of this activity is not that it devours foreign genes and uses them for its own purposes, but that it stimulates the unique power that the body originally possesses. Dao Chengyi calls it the blessing of the Medicine King.
By adapting to external things and absorbing and transforming external things, one can evolve, extend lifespan, and strengthen the body.
From the moment the transformation is complete, the future of a martial artist is one of ceaseless thirst and need for external things; a powerful body requires even greater resource intake!
This is a beast! It is a warning left by the Xuanpin Daoist. Perhaps this is also the reason why those immortal demon gods did this, devouring the heavens and the earth, turning the land into a barren wasteland.
The transformation should basically be considered complete at this point. Looking at the black oxen that have been transformed from the expelled substances in the insect dish, these will be the new Gu worms.
"It can be said to be a very fruitful harvest," Dao Chengyi thought, but then he noticed that the patterns on the insect dish did not stop; on the contrary, they began to wriggle even faster.
Along with those two ancient characters, the insect and the vessel themselves began to merge together, and a light appeared out of thin air, illuminating the internal organs of Dao Chengyi.
The genes that were originally difficult to observe were made visible, and the power contained within was marked. It was a strange power containing supreme laws, manifesting as a pattern like ears of rice, conveying a sense of fulfillment, vitality, and freedom from suffering and weakness.
The light guided everything, and looking at this power, Dao Chengyi felt his consciousness enter a black hole, beginning a long journey.
His perspective was constantly being elevated, like a satellite map, from the small Fushan Martial Arts School to the towering Qingmang City, and then to the countless Woniu Mountain.
Further up, you'll see three terrain features resembling giant bulls: mountains, plains, and lakes. Above these are countless other terrain features that look like animals or have unique shapes.
This is the entire Louzhou, and also the entire Southern Frontier. The territory is rapidly zoomed in and out at this moment, and from this perspective, one can see the place that belongs to the most human beings, the state ruins that resemble a human figure.
One by one, people or non-human beings glanced in Dao Chengyi's direction. Now Dao Chengyi could see clearly who they were.
The speed increased, and he gradually couldn't keep up with the changing pace. All he knew was that planets began to appear, one after another.
The sun, the moon, planets... and then there are star systems separated by thick, purplish-black gaps, like a honeycomb of unusual shapes, maintaining both order and uniqueness.
As their vision ascended and their consciousness sank, everything belonging to the galaxies and the universe seemed to flash by—different galaxies, different civilizations, among which powerful beings piloted one spaceship after another, transporting unknown objects through the Hive's universe.
One could also see countless beams of light coming from an unknown distance toward his destination, enveloping a star, a galaxy, and several galaxies. In the endless light and heat, the star was extinguished and compressed, and countless streams of particles erupted to form a world-destroying torrent, annihilating flesh-and-blood monsters that resembled planets.
Where is he going...? His consciousness, as he observes all things, becomes numb and increasingly stagnant, and he doesn't know... but a kind of longing and persistence still carries the last bit of dynamism, hoping to move forward.
Finally, I don't know what state I fell into, it was as if I was looking down on the entire universe, in a place of nothingness where there was nothing, no intention, and nothing at all.
A deity resides here, leaning against the branches of a gnarled dragon tree, with a thousand hands and a thousand eyes, seated on a lotus throne, his body displaying the image of a Bodhisattva, indistinguishable in gender yet radiating tranquility, freedom, and compassion.
Boundless dew appeared, bestowing boundless blessings. His eyes were slightly closed, as if he were looking at Dao Chengyi from afar, or perhaps at another person, stained with boundless blood, standing tall in a black Daoist robe with the extraordinary phenomenon of the Mysterious Female Gate...
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