Decision Three

On the Attribute Panel, after determining the branch, Zhang Rongfang immediately piled all Available Attributes points onto health.

Life increased dramatically from 1703 to 1803.

And new Trait Talent are gradually becoming clearer from being vague.

'Gene Simulation'.

This is a new Trait Talent belonging to the Final Ultimate Creature.

The explanation is also very simple.

'You can read and simulate fragments of other organisms at the genetic level, simulating states with completeness based on your understanding of the target's genes.'

'This ability is interesting.'

Zhang Rongfang raised his hand and felt that the flesh and blood cells under his skin were being adjusted and transformed by some special force.

This transformation is not limited to a single part, but involves the entire body in a comprehensive manner.

'Simulation. Well then, let's give it a try.'

Before long, he felt that his abilities had been modified and immediately raised his right hand.

Hiss.

In an instant, his hands began to grow longer, his nails became sharper, and his skin began to darken.

Before long, thick, black hairs even grew out.

It was another man's hand; he remembered it belonged to a grandmaster he had killed.

At that time Blood Flesh Completion, so the other party's genes were retained.

Now, I instinctively used it on a whim.

The feeling of using it is quite wonderful.

Zhang Rongfang simply felt that he could transform, and then the transformation was successful.

He paused, moved his hands, then stood up and closed his eyes to rest in the blood pool.

Splash!

He suddenly spread his arms, looked up, and leaped into the air.

Its body instantly rose into the air and rapidly changed shape in mid-air.

Long hair becomes shorter, skin darkens, face widens, pores become coarser, and muscle lines become more defined.

In less than a second, Zhang Rongfang disappeared.

Instead, there was a completely unfamiliar, nameless, burly black-haired man.

He landed gently on the edge of the blood pool and took a step forward.

One step later.

His entire body transformed once more, and in the blink of an eye, he became a bald-headed master monk of the Western Sect.

One more step.

He transformed into a withered, white-haired old man.

As Zhang Rongfang continued to move forward step by step.

His appearance also changed constantly, taking on various forms and appearances.

It can change any part of the body at will.

We arrived at a huge bronze mirror inside the cave.

He looked up at himself in the mirror.

Under the light of the flames, that cold, aloof face quickly transformed into a series of different features.

Grandmaster Shang Dingye of the Jade Void Palace, Cheng Hui of Golden Wing Tower, Zen Golden Source Zen Master of the Western Sect, General Zhou Yan, and even earlier Kong Yuhui, Shangguan Zhi, Qing Su by his side, Grandmaster Tang Xinyi of the Reverse Time Society, disciple Chang Yuqing, sister Zhang Rongyu, and Ran Xin Yue —a dense array of faces and forms constantly altered Zhang Rongfang's body.

In the end, he shrunk completely, becoming a familiar boy's face.

That's Zhang Huanqing.

From an adult, he shrunk rapidly into a child who was less than half his previous height.

This exaggerated change instantly startled the other person who had been watching from the sidelines.

"What have you done?!" White Scale could no longer suppress the terror in his heart.

If the previous changes could be understood through martial arts techniques like Bone Transformation, then this last one was truly outrageous.

"It's nothing, I just created a martial art that can be used for disguise. No need to make a fuss," Zhang Rongfang replied calmly.

"You're moving way too fast!?" White Scale looked at Zhang Rongfang's face, which was still changing in the mirror, and felt a chill run down her spine.

Etc!

She thinks she just saw her face!?

"Wait, why are you disguised as me?!" she exclaimed in horror.

"Just trying it out, no rush," Zhang Rongfang.

At this moment, he had transformed into the appearance of the Saint Emperor Meng Qian, and with a gentle unfolding of his folding fan, his appearance was exactly the same.

Of course, in Gene Simulation, it's not just the appearance that's similar.

However, he did not obtain Meng Qian's genes, so he could not acquire his talent and aptitude here.

The outer robes, props, and folding fans are created by manipulating and transforming blood.

Turning around, Zhang Rongfang folded his fan, closed his eyes, and stepped forward.

With a hiss, his entire body silently dissolved, transforming in the blink of an eye into a massive crimson cheetah, which landed gently on the ground.

The cheetah leaped again, transforming into a red Stag.

The Stag landed, turned around, and transformed into a giant bat with its wings folded.

The bat spread its wings and eventually reverted to Zhang Rongfang's original appearance.

'!!!!!? '

White Scale was dumbfounded as he watched from his own Void.

"You call this martial arts?!" Her voice was almost screaming in Zhang Rongfang's ear.

"Of course, it's martial arts." Zhang Rongfang remained unchanged.

He has already tested it; he has been able to acquire some of the aptitudes and talents of people and organisms whose genes he has obtained, after simulating them.

For subjects whose genes have not been obtained, only physical appearance can be simulated.

'Your martial arts are so monstrous!?' Although White Scale was often amazed by Zhang Rongfang, this time, she was truly stunned.

In all her years of life, she had never seen any martial arts technique that could achieve such exaggerated effects, involving disguise, bone-changing, and body-tempering.

"This is nothing." Zhang Rongfang raised his right hand and pointed with his fingertip.

Suddenly, a flock of identical Xiao Hong Bird fluttered out of the blood pool.

'Look, this is also a form of disguise.'

He twirled his fingers, directing the Xiao Hong Bird to fly continuously around the cave.

Point again.

A one-eyed, slender woman in a white dress slowly emerged from the pool of blood.

It was White Scale.

"Master, I am White Scale Number One."

Soon, a second one-eyed woman emerged.

"Master, I am White Scale Number Two."

"I am number three."

"I am number four."

Soon, more than a dozen White Scale emerged from the blood pool.

"Do you think this is fun?" White Scale asked angrily in Zhang Rongfang's mind.

"It's quite fun." Zhang Rongfang smiled.

He gently clenched his hands, and all the White Scale automatically turned into blood that scattered on the ground, then transformed into patches of blood-red vegetation and flowers, covering the entire cave.

In an instant, the entire Human Immortal Cave transformed into a vibrant and mysterious grotto.

Although it looks impressive, Zhang Rongfang knows that these are just external factors.

He couldn't fully understand how to construct plant genes, so the plants he created were merely superficial.

'You're becoming more and more like us,' White Scale said with a complicated expression.

'No, in essence, I am completely different from you.' Zhang Rongfang shook his head slightly.

Essentially, the ability to Gene Simulation doesn't enhance his combat prowess in the present, but rather his adaptability to the environment.

He can become anyone if he wants, as long as he can obtain the other person's genes.

The transformation here is not a mere formality, but rather becoming a true individual with the same natural talents as the other party.

'It's a pity this ability didn't appear when I was younger and weaker. It's not very useful now.'

Zhang Rongfang let out a sigh of relief.

'White Scale.'

'What's wrong?'

"I plan to withdraw from worldly affairs and live in seclusion. Please keep an eye on things outside for me."

'Fine, anyway, all those stronger than me have been killed by you and are slowly recovering in the Void. The rest are all easily defeated.' White Scale was still brooding over what had just happened.

"That's good." Zhang Rongfang smiled. "By the way, have you thought about going outside the Sky Curtain Canopy?"

"Outside the Sky Curtain?" White Scale exclaimed in surprise. "You didn't catch that Moon God Goddess's contagion, did you?"

"If the Sky Curtain really keeps shrinking, then going outside might be the only option we'll have to face," Zhang Rongfang replied.

White Scale fell silent.

"Think it over carefully. If you're willing, perhaps you could come out with me."

Zhang Rongfang mentioned it briefly, then walked out of the cave. He looked up at the sky, which was beginning to darken.

Who could have known that this seemingly boundless sky was actually finite?

To attempt to define the infinite with the finite is ultimately a lie.

He stretched out his hand, palm up.

Before, when he didn't know the truth about this world, he didn't feel anything.

But at this moment, after learning the truth, he suddenly had a strong urge to break free from his cage.

Suddenly, he felt as if he understood the Moon God somewhat.

***Outside the Sky Curtain.

Puff.

The two black-winged, vertical-pupiled humanoid figures remained motionless for several seconds before slowly collapsing to the ground, their purple eyes overflowing with a viscous purple liquid.

The Moon God withdrew her hand, a tiny bit of this liquid clinging to her fingertips.

He quickly squatted down and wiped it on the dirt.

But my fingers still felt a tingling pain.

He raised his hand and saw that his fingertips and the pads of his fingers were faintly charred.

Suddenly, a soft sound, like a horn, drifted faintly from afar.

The Moon God's expression changed, and she suddenly looked around.

The sky was overcast with occasional flashes of lightning through the gaps in the clouds.

Below lies a charred city ruin, from which lava flows faintly through cracks in the ground, emitting a red glow.

The air was filled with pungent, toxic fumes, making it impossible for humans to breathe.

The Moon God had already left the black mud hills he had left before, and following the road, he indeed found a town.

But the town they found had long since been destroyed and reduced to ruins.

At this moment, the whimpering sound gradually weakened and became quieter.

The Moon God finally found a place to hide. With a dash, she darted into a crooked bridge arch and curled up into a ball.

The whimpering finally disappeared completely.

The clouds in the sky began to gradually crack open.

The dazzling white Heavenly Light, like a pillar of White Jade, descended from the sky and fell into the town ruins, connecting heaven and earth.

BOOM! BOOM BOOM BOOM!!

Countless beams of Heavenly Light fell into the ruins, faintly emitting a heavy impact sound.

They pierced large holes in some of the charred buildings in the town.

The Moon God huddled inside the bridge arch, motionless, quietly watching the descending pillar of light from the side.

As long as the Heavenly Light beams are not directly exposed, they will not cause harm.

At this moment, beams of light, like searchlights, slowly illuminated the originally dark world.

'What's wrong with this world?' The Moon God stared blankly at the Heavenly Light, momentarily lost in thought.

Fortunately, the Heavenly Light lasted only a few minutes before being gradually obscured by the clouds.

The Moon God then emerged from her hiding place and breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly he froze, abruptly turning around to look behind him.

Whoosh! A figure appeared out of thin air behind him at that moment.

"Boss, come quick! There's a living person here!" The newcomer looked at him with surprise.

He was speaking the same language, Locked Script, but the pronunciation was slightly different. After a while, it wasn't difficult to understand.