In the blink of an eye, it was already mid-January—the year-end once more.
From early September to mid-January, over four months, Zhao Cheng captured quite a few visitors from beyond the heavens. Some who surrendered quickly survived; those with stubborn mouths were beaten to death on the spot.
Creatures from outer universes truly were rare specimens. Any one of them, had they descended a few years earlier, would have been impossible to deal with even for the strongest beings. These outsiders were all Half-Lords, and every skill point they had invested went into gene recombination skills. From the very beginning, they had been made for descent and plunder.
One person was a multifunctional troop-producing factory.
Unfortunately, they had arrived a little too late. By the time they descended, Zhao Cheng was already invincible.
Invincible within the universe—in the literal sense.
Thus, apart from the very few who had hidden so well that even Zhao Cheng could not locate them in a short time, all the rest were caught.
Among the surviving specimens, the most valuable in Zhao Cheng's eyes was none other than the Flower, Bird, Insect, and Fish combination.
Zhao Cheng had yet to attain the realm of gene recombination. It was not that he could not, but that the time was not right. He still had many unknowns and many doubts regarding this realm, and had yet to grasp all its hidden workings.
Zhao Cheng had now discovered that there were two kinds of attaining the Dao. One was to thoroughly understand everything within it; once attained, it was attained forever. The other was to attain something through all manner of coincidences and sheer luck, without even truly understanding it oneself. With the latter, once one fell from that realm, one might not necessarily be able to cultivate