Legend of the Mythological Genes

Chapter 332: Comprehending Dao from Wall Murals

Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire

Swoosh~

The powerful spiritual qi was like a blast of wind. Feng Lin, Zhao Yue`e, and the others were all blown away, somersaulting in the air as they scattered in four directions.

It took them some effort before they stabilized themselves and gathered at the bone wall once more.

What’s out of their expectations was that after the bone wall was broken through, there wasn’t any mythological treasure; only a giant hole was revealed instead. It was so deep that its bottom couldn’t be seen, like a passageway leading to an unknown dimension.

Feng Lin’s eyes gleamed sharply. Earlier when he sent out his spirit force, he had sensed that this stretch of bone was weaker than usual, like its inner composition was hollow and he sensed the minute fluctuations of spirit particles. He didn’t expect it to be true.

This bone-like continent, was there another hidden space within it?

How could the spiritual qi feel so vast?

Should they enter for a look?

...

Zhao Yue`e and the others exchanged glances and hesitated, not able to come to a decision so quickly.

“Look quickly!” A shocked voice rang out. Iron Pillar pointed at something.

Creak, creak.

The bone wall that was shattered by them actually started to mend rapidly like it was something alive. In the blink of an eye, the opening they created was about to close.

There was no time to think too much; all of them decided to rush in.

If there wasn’t anything, they could blast the bone wall again to create an opening from the inside out.

After they entered, the opening was closed up completely.

Feng Lin and the others glanced at the surroundings, but they couldn’t see anything due to the darkness. They had no idea where this passageway led to.

By floating here, it felt like they had entered a bottomless black hole. Deathly silence was everywhere, and the atmosphere involuntarily caused their souls to tremble.

Only their micro-mechas produced light, making it seem as though they were each carrying a torch, which caused them to feel somewhat more at ease.

Everyone increased their speed and flew forward, moving into the depths. The bone walls in the surroundings began to move backward in their vision.

Inside the bone wall, the space here wasn’t a vacuum. It contained a large amount of gaseous substances. Everyone flew through the air, causing trails of airwaves behind them.

The A.I. of the micro-mecha rapidly scanned the atmosphere. The spiritual qi index here rose quickly, reaching over 60%.

“What a concentrated spiritual qi!” Everyone mumbled, feeling extremely astonished.

The spiritual qi gathered into clouds and mists, becoming almost substantial.

“Discovered active air particles, can support breathing for life!” said the A.I. of the micro-mechas.

“What? There’s even air here?” Zhao Yue`e and the others were extremely shocked. They opened up their facepiece and instantly sensed active air particles flying toward their nostrils. The air felt extremely clear. A single breath caused them to feel extremely refreshed like their entire bodies were baptized.

Where did this spiritual qi come from? There was no rotten smell that might have come from the spiritual qi being sealed for a long time. It was clear and refreshing and even had the fragrance of grass and flowers.

Feng Lin and the others were bewildered. The light grew brighter and was like lamps illuminating the area.

They could see that the bone walls in the surroundings were glossy and radiated a jade-like luster. Many murals were engraved upon them.

Shamans wielding bone hammers as large as pillars, hammering none-stop...

Malevolent-looking tigers grouped together, howling relentlessly...

Numerous golden crows soared through the air, their bodies burning with golden fire, and were like blazing comets. A giant was galloping on the ground, chasing after them. Up ahead, even rivers and mountains were unable to obstruct his steps.

At a mountain far away, there was another giant who lifted the bow in his hand. He slowly aimed and tracked the golden crows.

The golden crows increased their speeds and let out a cacophony of shrieks.

There was also another giant clashing against a supreme demon with a bull head and human body. Both seemed to be evenly matched and looked to be wrestling.

...

The shamans were savage and the demons were sinister.

During the Ancient Era, the war between shamans and demons was clearly shown to them through the murals. All the scenes were recorded; one could even feel a barbaric air from the murals.

The drawings were extremely vivid like they were alive. They didn’t seem to be a drawing and looked more like photographs instead.

Zhao Yue`e and the others went nearer to them and were in a daze after looking through a few of them.

“What ancient murals are these? Who drew them?”

“I can sense boundless ancientness from the murals.”

“The ancient aura is truly shocking!”

...

An indescribable feeling could be felt toward the murals, stirring their hearts and drawing them in.

The shamans and demons grew more lifelike in their eyes like they suddenly became alive, thus drawing them closer and closer. Even their heads were about to be pressed into the wall. They could clearly see everything that was happening in the murals.

“I can sense the usage of energy, the true essence of fire!”

“I can see the true nature of flowing water!”

“The principle of light is irradiation!”

...

All sorts of techniques were employed in the war, allowing them to sense the essence of energy usage through the murals.

“Primitive wars were filled with the true essence of the martial dao!”

Zhao Yue`e mumbled. Her eyes were fixedly staring at the scenes of the battles as she immersed herself within. It was like she could see the scene of the martial dao being birthed during the Primordial Era.

Each of the shamans was like a giant. Their bodies were extremely muscular; all their techniques and movements were filled with a primitive charm, with force and violence, achieving a balance between strength and beauty.

These murals were different from the restored holographic scenes they watched earlier. That was just a simulation by the A.I., and many things were inaccurate.

These murals on the wall recorded the true quintessence of the battle between shamans and demons; all the essential parts were here, revealing the base nature of the power employed by shamans and demons.

They were all genius students of the Great Wall University. From these murals, they could see their future paths more clearly.

Feng Lin was the same as well.

The murals were filled with a primitive aura and seemed so real. They didn’t seem to be drawn by humans but rather were formed naturally by the heavens and earth, containing the power of creation within, extremely extraordinary.

Leopards, wolves, tigers, panthers... all sorts of demonic beasts could be seen. They were incomparably brutal and had cultivated before, which maximized the innate advantages of their races. Each of their movements contained a profoundness within.

Feng Lin simply glanced over. He could feel the blood in his body churning as his hands started to move, mimicking the movements of the beasts and trying to get a feel of the profoundness.

Wild beasts became demons; they were the first forms of demons. By viewing the murals, he saw a myriad of beasts and each of them seemed powerful enough to destroy the heavens and earth, radiating shocking power.

He grew increasingly immersed as he gained insights, entering a miraculous state of mind.

When he ignored the external forms of the beasts, he could see the flow of energies linked to the various movements made by the demonic beasts.

His body automatically took up stances, changing them one after the other as he attempted to move according to the flow.

Beastlike Fist Art!

This martial art mimicked the forms of the myriad of beasts. Therefore, Feng Lin wanted to comprehend the profound essence that he sensed within the murals as he tried out the moves one after another.

His Beast King Gene activated, circulating his qi and blood while thunderous sounds echoed from within his body.

True dragons, Xuanwus (black tortoises), phoenixes...

These divine beasts that had vanished during ancient times were now all before his vision.

Feng Lin’s moves changed; they were imbued with the winding of dragons, the soaring of phoenixes, the balefulness of white tigers, the heaviness of black tortoises, and the auspiciousness of kirins.

Genetic potential +2.1, +2.1, +2.1...

His genetic potential surged.

By practicing the Beastlike Fist Art, he could compare his insights with the true essence of the myriad of beasts as he slowly modified his moves.