Legend of the Mythological Genes

There was no air or matter in outer space and voice couldn’t be transmitted. However, the sound of the profound sutra kept on ringing out in everyone’s hearts. It was unknown where it came from and where it ended.

“What sound is this?”

“Where did it come from?”

“Am I having delusions?”

...

Many perplexed voices rang out in everyone’s heart.

The calamity changed the law of the universe and turned into a shadow in outer space, invading everyone’s bodies. No one could escape.

The living flesh and blood lost their vigor, and their vitality was being sapped dry, turning into the dark energy that attacked one’s soul. In the end, all the bodies of flesh and blood would gradually turn into spirits.

Everyone was putting up a struggle and even the three Marshals couldn’t escape from it.

From the side, it looked as if every one of them had been wrapped up by the shadow that had appeared in the universe’s background. It was as if they were bugs that had been tangled up in a spider web. The more they struggled, the more they were restrained, and would gradually be taken advantage of, unable to stop the transformation into spirits.

But then...

That majestic and sacred voice rang out in everyone’s ears, cleansing their hearts yet also enlightening. That sacred voice suppressed all the evil powers that had invaded everyone’s hearts, and their minds slowly regained clarity, no longer feeling any pain or coldness, but was extremely at peace.

Everyone looked over and saw a stretch of white light high up in the outer space that connected into a light shield. An indiscernible figure was seated within it, encompassed by holy light. It was like a great sun that eradicated all evilness.

That light wasn’t intense. It seemed warm but had an indestructible glow.

Even the shadows that had seeped out from the depths of this universe couldn’t dim it in the slightest.

It was because this wasn’t any ordinary light. What everyone was seeing wasn’t the light in the universe, but the pure light that radiated from their own soul.

This light came from the greatest depths of their hearts. It was condensed from the greatest hopes and contained all of everyone’s anticipations and great wonder.

Some people saw that they had become an expert who had cultivated to be able to suppress outer space; Some people saw that they had possessed a Life Planet for themselves; Some people saw themselves traveling in the universe freely... What everyone saw was different. It was the most sincere anticipation they had in their hearts.

Feng Lin recited the sutras and lit up the light of their soul.

The disaster of the universe was endless and gushed forth like tidal waves. Even with the power of the Sun Wukong Gene, he wouldn’t be unable to reverse it.

It was something that even the three Marshals were incapable of doing, let alone Feng Lin, who had just reached the adept realm.

If one wished to be saved, they must save themselves!

Feng Lin was imparted with the Measureless Heart Sutra by Patriarch Subhuti and immediately gained comprehension, thereby lighting up the light of the soul in everyone through the sutra’s profoundness.

The only chance of survival was to join the powers of all interstellar humans.

The light of the soul was pure like glass, and since born, they had hidden in the greatest depths of subconsciousness. Now, they were slowly being awakened.

The dark powers that invaded their bodies melted like ice before the sunlight when facing the world’s purest light. Warmth slowly returned to their bodies.

Everyone’s sunken consciousness started to recover slowly. The evilness was wiped out and their hearts became clear.

Their hearts were at peace as they looked at the figure in the majestic light.

The sacred voice that rang out in their hearts slowly took over everything, and spiritual light flashed past in their hearts. They put their hands together in front of their chest and started reciting naturally.

“Matter isn’t reality, thoughts are power! Emptiness is the true state of everything in the world, neither being born nor perishing, neither tainted nor clean, neither increasing nor decreasing...”

That dignified voice rang out increasingly louder, resounding in every corner of the outer space, slowly connecting and leaving one intoxicated.

Feng Lin sat in the outer space, hearing the voice coming in from all directions and smiled, feeling elated.

Through his vision, he could see that every interstellar human was encased in a faint layer of white light. If they were looked at individually, they appeared like the flame of a candle in the wind, their light swaying about. They wouldn’t stand out at all and would appear as if they would be extinguished at any moment.

However, if everyone were to put their powers together and connected them into a net, things would be different.

The strength of a person might be weak, but the strength of many combined was strong.

The Measureless Heart Sutra was a lever, allowing Feng Lin to move all the humans’ spirit forces.

Since that mother of the spirit race engulfed itself to change the universe’s rules...

Then Feng Lin could combine everyone’s forces and rectify things.

Everyone’s soul combined could bring about a qualitative change, altering the universe’s rules.

Let alone the fact that everyone on the battlefield was the elites of the elites amongst the interstellar humans. Their cultivation had reached an extremely high level, and each of them could be considered a legend in the interstellar human society. They had experienced countless stories, their hearts and souls had been tempered, and they were a lot stronger than ordinary people.

The three Marshals stood out amongst them and were top-notch existences in the universe that could suppress the starry sky.

When everyone stood together, they would be able to unleash extraordinary strength.

The smallest spark could burn an entire plain.

Many streams of light swayed, connecting together to become something like a layer of unshakable light shield that protected everyone.

Out of them, there were three huge light pillars that stood out. They were like three heavenly pillars standing upright in outer space.

However, these spirit forces were still too scattered. They must be condensed into a rope!

The strength of each individual finger was weak. One could only hit others with their fist clenched!

Feng Lin sat at the highest point and recited the sutra. His own spirit force transmitted out, condensing into many threads that were like a big web that connected everyone’s hearts, unifying them together.

At the instant they came into contact with the people, countless images flashed before his eyes.

It was as if his heart had been unified with that of everyone present, arriving at a realm where they were of one heart and will.

Countless light and shadows flashed. There was a child cultivating on top of high mountains; there was a young man who took a unique mythological path; there was a youth who had taken part in many interstellar battles... These were the memories in the depths of everyone’s hearts.

Through the connection of their spirits, Feng Lin saw countless memories.

The massive amount of memories gushed forth like tidal waves. They were extremely terrifying, being capable of instantly drowning a person’s will.

In that instant, Feng Lin felt as if he had fallen into a sea of spirits, with countless voices ringing out around him. Endless images wanted to drown him and his consciousness kept on sinking.

The spirits were like a sea, and sinking would be like entering hell.

If one couldn’t maintain an unwavering heart, even their own consciousness would be attacked.

Feng Lin could only rely on a determined will and held on while clenching his teeth, trying hard to put everyone’s light of the soul in order.

Amidst the dangers, he gradually understood the truth behind the Measureless Heart Sutra.

“If he is strong, let him be strong. A light breeze brushes against the hill. If it is domineering, let it be domineering. The moonlight shines down on the great river...”

If the heart was unwavering, then everything in the world would be unwavering; heaven and earth would be unwavering!

Feng Lin’s mind remained focused, cutting off countless distractions and having one heart and one thought.

No matter how violent the spirit tempest was, it was like a passing breeze before him.

It was as if Feng Lin’s surroundings had become a gravitational singularity, becoming the eye of the spirit network. Light of the soul gathered over from all directions, encompassing him, releasing brilliant and dignified light as though divinity had descended.

In that instant, Feng Lin felt as if he had entered a mysterious and dimly discernible realm, becoming one with the will of all lives. There was nothing he didn’t know and he was one with the great dao.

Genetic potential +1,100, +1,200, +1,300...

Entering dao through epiphany, understanding the universe’s mysteries, knowing the truth of all myths and legends... Everything was within the heart.

His genetic potential surged explosively at an unprecedented rate!

Right now, the many streams of the soul gradually formed a fire pillar under Feng Lin’s control, illuminating the dark starry sky like a sun or a moon. It clashed against the shadows of the calamity and gradually suppressed them.