Time flew by. Aside from the period around the New Year, when Zhao Cheng had taken a few days off and honestly stayed in one place, he had spent all his other time wandering across the world.
Before long, it was mid-February. It had already been a month since the Pure Yang Immortal Path instance had been cleared, and in another month, the next instance would open.
Over that one month, the upper limit of Zhao Cheng's swordsmanship level had risen by a full eighteen levels.
At the same time, his own cultivation had not stopped. Though he had not gained any further cultivation wisdom, he relied on bold hypotheses and tested them with his life. He was not progressing quickly, but every step he took was steady.
In the laboratory, the group of flowers, birds, insects, and fish had been released. Of course, they still could not leave the confines of the laboratory.
In truth, every member of the flower, bird, insect, and fish group was extremely dangerous. Under normal circumstances, even if a supreme powerhouse monitored them one-on-one day and night, they might still manage to escape.
Half-Lords who had shattered the Heavenly Gate and attained genetic recombination were, in a sense, each and every one of them true Perfect Beings—the so-called "gods" achieved after the Ladder of God had reached its true pinnacle.
They had grasped the code of creation and could freely alter and rewrite everything, creating entirely new lifeforms.
If this ability were placed in Ancient Cosmos, a world where extraordinary power existed, it would not amount to much. In terms of destructive power, though lifeforms created through genetic recombination could possess energy organs, to truly powerful beings, such created life was no more than cannon fodder.
Strength at the source was true strength. Mere