"Fate weaves order, determining the course of all things' life and death;"
"Truth establishes what is true, discerning the foundation of all methods' truth and falsehood;"
"Space-time commands the flow, governing the beginning and end of past, present, and future;"
"Rules forge a stronghold, establishing the governing principles of all phenomena in heaven and earth."
"Yet fate can be transcended, truth surpassed, space-time shattered, and rules severed!"
"Those who transcend fate do not fall into its order;"
"Those who transcend truth are not confined by its truth;"
"Those who transcend space-time are not trapped in its flow;"
"Those who transcend rules are not bound by their foundations."
"Thus, only the will to transcend is boundless and endless, forever without limit!"
As the verses ended, the endless sealed-off living beings surged into Zhou Heng's body like a tide.
In that instant, Zhou Heng felt as though towering waves had been stirred up deep within his soul.
Vast quantities of "Virus Source Species," carrying memory after memory belonging to the "Boundless Endless Era," poured madly into his mind like a flood bursting through a dam.
One, ten, a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand...
Those memories were endless, layered upon layer, like hundreds of millions of rushing rivers pouring into the same ocean at the same moment.
But this time, Zhou Heng no longer felt the unbearable impact he had before.
He clearly sensed his "Virus Resistance" rising at an outrageous speed, leaping from one question mark toward two, and even three.
That leap was like a colossal beast that had lain dormant for countless epochs finally beginning its charge, tearing through the countless shackles between heaven and earth inch by inch.
It was also like a true dragon stranded in the shallows finally receiving that torrential downpour, the supreme Great Power