Unlimited Adaptation

The subject travels through the mezzanine of space, being eroded by the power of space, and his talent "Time Traveler" continues to increase...

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Yan Xing was captured by the mysterious man, shattered the void, and galloped through a strange and bizarre space. After a few breaths, he felt his body sink and his feet touched the ground.

It's a pity that it would be nice if he could stay in this space mezzanine for a while. The continuous improvement of his talent makes Yan Xing a little unfinished.

"Senior, wait!"

The title of the man naturally changed from "eldest brother" to "senior". Yan Xing was very sensible and knew that an existence that could easily break the void must be a great and strong man.

Seeing that the man was just staring into his eyes without making any unnecessary movements, Yan Xing was determined, shook his shoulders slightly, and pulled away the strong hand like a loach.

Looking around, he found that he was already in a dense forest full of green and vitality. The void was no longer filled with the terrifying scarlet mist, and the eyes were no longer full of death and desolation. Even the air was filled with the sweet smell of vegetation.

Have you finally escaped from that hellish place?

Yan Xing felt relieved. He raised his hand and pulled off the broad leaves beside him, wrapped his lower body haphazardly, and then sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes calm, waiting for the mysterious man's disposal.

escape?

It's impossible, the two of them are not in the same dimension at all.

Moreover, Yan Xing did not feel that the other party was malicious. If the man deliberately concealed this, he would have no choice but to accept his fate.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

boom! !

Yan Xing's body instantly stiffened, his pupils diverged, and his hairs stood on end. The man in front of him seemed to have turned into a bottomless abyss, trying to swallow him whole.

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The main body is shrouded in the power of gods and demons, producing unknown mutations, giving birth to new talents, and greatly improving resistance to negative states such as pressure, breath, spirit, illusions, and evil spirits.

Dao heart and will are as solid as a rock.

Please name the subject.

Talent: Unyielding Will!

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"Huh? Yes, yes, you are indeed extraordinary. You have black hair and eyes, just like that person..."

After seeing Yan Xing for just a moment, his dull eyes regained their divine light, and his consciousness became clear. A trace of surprise appeared on the man's face, and then he calmed down.

Although he only had a trace of the aura of gods and demons escaping, Yan Xing was still a child who had not yet entered cultivation. Being able to resist his intimidation was undoubtedly due to his bloodline.

"Senior, I wonder why you captured me?"

Yan Xing sighed in his heart and wanted to shout loudly, please continue to abuse me! I would rather die than surrender! But he couldn't be too presumptuous before he found out the details of the weirdo in front of him.

"I have no ill intentions towards you, I just saw a familiar shadow in you, and I was able to be temporarily freed from the madness."

"I forgot who I was, there were only some broken memories in my mind, I..."

The man frowned, as if he was trying to remember. A red mist gradually appeared around him, and his breath was cold and terrifying. When his confused eyes looked at Yan Xing, he instantly regained his composure.

"You can call me Wu Ming for now."

Wuming shook his head, no longer thinking in vain, and sat face to face with Yan Xing on the ground.

"Kid, who are your parents?"

"I don't know. I grew up in a slave camp in the city without parents."

Yan Xing shook his head silently. He was an orphan in his previous life, and he is also an orphan in this life. He no longer cares about it.

"Well, it's a pity. A bloodline that can give birth to black hair and black eyes must be pretty good."

Yan Xing frowned. In his previous life, Blue Star had more than a billion people in his tribe. They all had black hair and black eyes. They could be seen everywhere. Why are they so rare in this world? And it seems to have a special meaning.

Uncle Lan was like this, and now even this frighteningly strong man was like this. Yan Xing couldn't help his curiosity and asked:

"Senior Wuming, is there anything special about my black hair and eyes? That makes you care so much."

"Hahaha, you just appeared out of thin air in the mist. The mist outside the entrance to the ruins has mixed levels and terrifying power. You are a mortal, but you have not been corroded in the slightest."

"It's your blood that saved your life!"

Wuming responded with a smile. He had returned to a conscious state due to the punishment, so the memory of black hair and black eyes was the most revived.

"Based on my inference, since the purity of your bloodline has given birth to black hair and black eyes, you can at least ignore the erosion of the fog below the indigo level."

"Tsk, it is as great a bloodline as the legend, and this is just an insignificant point."

I see!

Yan Xing's heart moved when he heard this, and he finally confirmed his guess. He was able to ignore the erosion of the white mist, and it turned out to be the reason for his bloodline.

Yan Xing remained silent, as if washing his ears. He needed to know more information.

It just so happened that this god and demon Wuming had a strong desire to talk, and it seemed that he was trying to consolidate his few memories in order to stay awake and continue talking to himself.

"Endless years ago, it can be traced back to the origin of civilization. At that time, all living beings in the world were ignorant of spiritual practice, weak and tortured by the fog, until the first ruins were born."

"The knowledge in the ruins is obscure and difficult to understand. Only a person with black hair and eyes can read it thoroughly and understand it."

The nameless memory fragments were very incoherent, with one sentence here and another here and there. Yan Xing did not dare to interrupt and listened carefully.

"Black hair and black eyes are physical characteristics that only appear when the purity of human blood reaches more than 50%."

"Although we, the common people, consider ourselves human beings and have human form, it's a pity that the human blood in our bodies is extremely rare. For example, in my body, 40% is the blood of the Void Ancestral Dragon, 30% is the blood of the Avici Ghost Phoenix, 20% is the blood of the Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf, and there are some others."

"These garbages occupy my blood, and the noble blood of the human race is almost gone. Otherwise, otherwise..."

Speaking of this, Wuming looked sad, staring straight at Yan Xing, and even showed envy.

"Kid, you are so lucky."

"Black hair and black eyes, with these two characteristics at the same time, the human blood in your body occupies at least 50%, which is a rare atavism phenomenon in several eras and billions of years."

50%?

No, I am a perfect pure blood!

Yan Xing was confused and secretly glanced at the text on the self-examination panel. Yes, the race column is indeed "Human (perfect pure blood)".

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, Yan Xing felt a sense of fantasy in his heart, and even thought that this weirdo was teasing him for a while, but when he thought that he could really ignore all the erosion of the fog, it seemed to be true.

Void Ancestral Dragon, Avici Ghost Phoenix, Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf, these bloodlines that sounded high-end, were like garbage in Wuming's eyes, not even worthy of carrying shoes for the blood of the human race.

Could it be that my human race has unified the heavens and the worlds?

Yan Xing was silent. Sure enough, the content of the novels he read in his previous life could not be taken seriously. In the worlds that the protagonists traveled through, the human race was facing a catastrophe at any time, and was the target of oppression and slaughter by various ethnic groups. In the end, it was the protagonists who struggled all their lives to turn the tide...

It turned out that the human race had reached the top, and he, Yan Xing, came to this world to enjoy the fruits of others' labor.

"Kid, you are very smart and you know how to hide your bloodline, but unfortunately your method is too clumsy."

"You can only deceive some little guys by tampering with your hair. If you meet a strong person, he can see through your true and false at a glance."

Before he finished speaking, Wuming raised his hand and waved it. A ray of light cut Yan Xing's scalp. A piece of metal the size of a fingernail was pulled off. The thin lines connected to each hair follicle were also taken out.

Hu——

Wuming exhaled a breath of fresh air, and Yan Xing's bloody scalp healed instantly. His silver hair fell off, and a thick black hair grew out after a while.

"A creation of the Mechanical Kingdom?"

Wuming twisted his fingers, and the metal piece suddenly turned into nothingness. Seeing the object reminded him of the person, and it seemed that many memories were awakened.

"Mechanical Kingdom?"

Yan Xing's expression moved. He always felt that Uncle Lan's origin was not simple. Now it seems that he was not wrong. Moreover, the word "mechanical" felt a little out of place in this world.

"Well, a group of guys who like to tinker with alchemy and puppets. However, the toys they made are quite powerful, so let's not talk about them."

Wuming didn't want to waste time on these trivial matters. He took a deep look at Yan Xing, then inserted his fingers into his chest and took out two drops of blood, one red and one blue.

"Little guy, let me help you. I dare not say that it will be a permanent solution, but those who are not as strong as me will definitely not be able to see through the blood in your body."

After saying that, he raised his hand and waved, and two drops of blood shot into the pupils of Yan Xing's eyes.

Hiss!

The eyes suddenly felt a burning sensation, which lasted for a moment and then faded. When Yan Xing opened his eyes, the dark eyeballs had turned amber, and there was a faint red and blue light flashing in the depths of the pupils.

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The right eye was infected by the essence of the Void Ancestral Dragon, and the talent "Microscopic Vision" was enhanced, the talent "Time and Space Traveler" was enhanced, and the ability to see through illusions was added.

The left eye was infected by the essence of the Avici Ghost Phoenix, and a dimensional space was born in the depths of the pupil. It has the power of hell and can capture people, store things, and control the fire of hell.

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Even Wuming didn't expect that his behavior of just trying to cover up the breath of Yan Xing's bloodline would evolve many magical powers under the fierce reaction of unlimited adaptation.

"Okay, as long as you don't flaunt your bloodline everywhere in the future, under normal circumstances, no one can discover your secret."

Wuming breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't tell Yan Xing that the founder of their lineage, the ancestor, was also a human with black hair and black eyes.

"Thank you, senior Wuming!"

Yan Xing stood up and saluted. Although he didn't know why Wuming took such good care of him, he had already remembered this kindness.

"Don't thank me first, I will need your help in the future!"

"Hmm?"

"If you have a chance, you must learn the origin of the divine text, come to the ruins, save me... from trouble..."

Before he finished speaking, Wuming's eyes suddenly turned red, he stood up suddenly, stepped into the void, and roared to the sky.

Roar, roar, roar!

"Who am I!?"

Crack!

The void collapsed, dark cracks stretched out, and the crisp sound of metal clashing came from it.

Dinglingdanglang! Hualala——

The blood-stained chains, with the sharp hooks on the top flashing with cold light, shot out from the cracks one by one, and instantly pierced through Wuming's limbs, head, and internal organs at an unobservable speed.

Boom! !

The chains bound the god and demon Wuming, crushing the void with an unstoppable momentum, crossing an infinite distance, and retreating to the depths of the ruins. Faintly, roars and roars could still be heard.

Roar, roar, roar——

"This, this..."

Yan Xing's eyes widened, and he was stunned. This scene happened too suddenly, and he was confused.

"Relics? Origin Divine Text? Senior Wuming, please explain it clearly!"

"Alas!"

Yan Xing felt a little tired. From the time he crossed over, plus the time he was trapped in the white fog space, it was only two or three days in total. He received too much information and it was difficult to digest it at once.

"Senior Wuming, see you again if we are lucky. I will try my best to save you. Don't die before that."

Yan Xing shook his head, then stood up, patted his butt, and disappeared directly into the woods.

He is not stupid.

With such a big commotion here, it won't take a moment for a cultivator to come and check it out.

This is not a foggy area, there are many people here.

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