"What does that mean? The Vajra White Bone Buddha's genes!?"
Yang Ling froze completely, then shook his head violently.
He felt his mind gradually growing hazy.
"Is this really a notification from the Grandmaster Network? Or am I hallucinating?"
"The White Bone Vajra Buddha has genes? Isn't he a spiritual symbol? How could he have genes?"
"...The White Bone Vajra Buddha actually existed in this world?"
Yang Ling's head felt heavier and heavier as his gaze fell on the second message.
"The Ancient God Qualification Trial has begun ahead of schedule?"
"What is the Ancient God Qualification Trial?"
"I can't take this. This Advanced Bloodline Gene Mutation Potion is way too strong!"
The notifications before Yang Ling's eyes began to blur into overlapping images.
First one extra image, then two, then three. The text grew increasingly blurry until he couldn't make it out at all.
His 9,999 points of mental power failed to do their job at that moment.
"My thoughts are slowing down, and my head feels so heavy. At this rate, I might lose consciousness!"
Alarm shot through Yang Ling. There's something wrong with this Advanced Bloodline Gene Mutation Potion.
He wasn't an idiot. Judging by his current situation, he already knew Pangu Gene had screwed him over!
He refused to believe an ordinary Advanced Bloodline Gene Mutation Potion could be this potent.
Even with the Sacred Qilin Martial Dao Furnace, he was in this sorry state.
"Does the Pangu Gene Group know this potion contains the White Bone Vajra Buddha's genes?"
"Ancient God qualification? What does that qualify me for?"
"Becoming a god?"
"Wait, the way I look now..."
Yang Ling suddenly shuddered, realizing he was hundreds of meters above the ground.
He hadn't flown into the sky. His body had turned into a gigantic mountain of