I Can Infinitely Synthesize Transcendent Genes

“I… I’m out,” someone decisively gave up.

“I’m out too, we simply can’t catch the enemy, instead, our people are being hunted by him!”

More and more people chose to retreat.

Luo Qiang’s face turned utterly grim, “You all may leave, fewer people to share the legacy is better. Just think about who the Lord of Lotus Island is; this is the inheritance of a Martial Arts Apparent Saint Realm. Even if we don’t make it into the Upper Third Realms, could his ‘Heavenly Machine’ be the way to avoid the death barrier and break through to the Upper Third Realms?”

The hearts of the people that were scattering were regathered by Luo Qiang’s inflammatory speech, but still, one-third of them left.

“Brother Qiang, our reinforcements will arrive in 15 minutes,” a confidant whispered close by.

Luo Qiang nodded imperceptibly.

But suddenly, screams of agony arose from the path leading down the mountain.

Luo Qiang and the others all picked up their weapons to look over.

At the foot of the mountain, someone was running back, tumbling and crawling, their face covered in mud. Upon closer inspection, it was vividly red.

“The Big Demon Head, that Big Demon Head is killing on sight now, he absolutely won’t let us descend the mountain! He’s trying to drive us all to extinction!”

The mournful cries sent chills down everyone’s spines.

Such cruel intentions.

They had originally thought that with overwhelming numbers, hunting that person would be easy, but as they proceeded, their companions kept dwindling and the enemy’s shadowy figure continually eroded their patience.

Fear was born from this.

Now the enemy was trying with all his might to exterminate all of them.

How ruthless one must be to accomplish that!

“I see that you’ve all been scared out of your wits. With so many of us here, even if he kills, he can’t kill us all. Can’t you even fight back?” Luo Qiang scolded furiously.

But for those who were scared out of their wits, his words were of no comfort at all.

The wailing was truly annoying, and Luo Qiang suddenly beheaded the complainer with a slash, the head soaring high.

The surrounding noise instantly silenced.

Disregarding the protestors, Luo Qiang looked at everyone, the knife in his hand still dripping with blood, “Since you’ve chosen this path, then my brothers, we’re all in the same boat. This isn’t the first time you’ve done a kill for loot. Are you really intimidated by someone’s ghost tricks? Whoever dares to talk nonsense again, I won’t let him off the hook the first time!”

The people on the scene were immediately subdued by Luo Qiang’s domineering presence, many not daring to even breathe loudly.

Luo Qiang sheathed his knife, and his tone softened again, “Gentlemen, no matter how strong a person is, they have limited energy. It’s been an hour and a half since we started chasing him. How much longer do you think he can hold out?”

The crowd’s expressions shifted slightly, and their confidence was somewhat restored as they looked at each other.

Someone hardened their heart and said, “I refuse to believe that thirteen of us can’t kill a single one of him!”

A downpour enveloped Mist Mountain completely in the “whoosh” of the night rain.

The thunder continued incessantly, and the trace of the muddy and bloody trails through the woods began to wash away under the relentless rain.

Thirteen figures flitted through the woods, with two Elemental Transcendents assuming the role of the group’s protective masters in the rain curtain, one blocking the rain, the other the lightning.

“Thump!” “Thump!” “Thump!”

Suddenly, the three at the tail end of the group seemed to have suffered a spiritual power attack, and then they fell to the ground, clutching their throats.

This scene immediately put the rest on high alert.

Luo Qiang was infuriated, “You cowards hiding in the shadows, come out if you dare!”

“Puchi!”

Two more people had their lives harvested unknowingly; fresh corpses with blood still bubbling from their chests.

The solidarity was falling apart once again.

Out of rage and embarrassment, Luo Qiang commanded his men to draw bows and shoot arrows.

The surrounding woods were pierced by arrows, but all other sounds were drowned by the rain.

People continued to fall.

Suddenly someone shouted, “Over here!”

But before the words were finished, the speaker was skewered through the heart by a blade point.

Before others could slash at the attacker, a violent and fierce knife light suddenly shone out from the crowd.

“Get out of the way!”

Seeing this unfold, Luo Qiang’s eyelids twitched madly, and with a loud admonition, he and several chasing survivors nearby felt a tingling on their scalps and immediately retreated explosively to the rear.

Meanwhile, Luo Qiang, who had been carefully tracking Pei Jinye’s whereabouts, finally spotted his figure.

“I’ve got you now!”

A sneer curled at the corner of his mouth.

His hands suddenly revealed a series of seals.

“Spirit Symbol Ghost Mountain-Freeze!”

“Buzz!”

Three meters away, everyone saw a figure revealed amidst the curtain of rain.

Those quick to react already made their move.

But Pei Jinye, whose shape was caught, reacted even faster. With a stomp of his foot, he executed a Flash Collapse incorporated into his Sword Technique. With six times the terrifying power channeled, mud and blood on the ground surged upwards.

Even the falling raindrops were caught up and propelled upward by a certain momentum at this moment.

Luo Qiang saw this scene and his hair stood on end, his shocked eyes reflecting his frustration and unwilling acceptance of wrong estimations about his prey.

“Clang!”

The commotion nearby was utterly silenced by the ringing sound of metal impacting metal.

The fresh blood of his companions splashed across Luo Qiang’s face as if hot soup was poured over him.

Luo Qiang shivered all over.

The cold blade at his waist had only half drawn from its scabbard.

A voice devoid of any emotion suddenly rang out beside his ear, and Luo Qiang’s eyes widened in shock because that person had said…

“Your Extraordinary Abilities are interesting, and now they belong to me.”

Endless black smoke devoured Luo Qiang’s consciousness.

And then a flood of memories poured into Pei Jinye’s mind.

On the attribute panel, three lines of text slowly appeared.

[New Extraordinary-Human Genes: Spirit·Seal]

[Adding Extraordinary Ability: Seal (Note: Seals must not be made carelessly, as they can bring about great misfortune)]

[New skill: Spirit Symbol Ghost Mountain-Freeze (temporarily immobilizes the target, reveals the true form of invisible targets), Spirit Symbol Ghost Mountain-Collapse (creates a localized explosion effect on the target)…]

Luo Qiang’s abilities were indeed somewhat interesting, but the fellow had once been the victim of an assassination attempt that damaged his cerebellum, causing his spiritual power to be unable to focus, which in turn meant that the power of both Seal techniques was not very impressive.

If only his spiritual power had been higher than Pei Jinye’s, he wouldn’t have been immobilized in the first place, nor would Pei Jinye have managed to break it.

Pei Jinye turned his head.

His hands swiftly formed a series of seals.

The shadow lurking in the dark and rushing towards him suddenly exploded from within.

Pei Jinye slightly raised an eyebrow.

This test of Spirit Symbol Ghost Mountain-Collapse seemed rather effective.

Raising the knife in his hand, he turned and hunted down the last of his pursuers.

“Don’t kill me… please, I am begging you, don’t kill me…”

“I was wrong… I truly realize my mistake!”

“I won’t dare do it again…”

The light of the knife flashed, and Pei Jinye turned around, a pile of corpses lay scattered in the torrential rain.

He glanced at the knife in his hand, now notched from use.

“What a pity, if the quality was a bit higher, I could take it back and use it especially for chopping people.”

Having hacked his way through this far, he had found the blade quite to his liking, but it was a shame that after slashing through more than twenty people it had ultimately been rendered useless.

He tossed it aside with a wave of his hand.

The Horizontal Knife tumbled through the air, landing steadily in front of the wide-eyed corpse of Luo Qiang, burying itself three feet into the ground as the crack in its blade spread further.

The rain fell heavier and heavier.

Pei Jinye’s figure had already disappeared deep into Mist Mountain, and soon a group of men clad in camouflage clothes appeared.

A satellite phone call was made.

“Boss, we’ve lost contact with the informant… Nagano’s man is dead… Additionally, our outpost has vanished, likely dead… The rain is too heavy, we’re finding no clues.”

“Understood, boss.”

The group quickly withdrew from deep within Mist Mountain.

…

At eleven forty-five in the deep of night.

When Pei Jinye boarded the ore ship, he had already changed into a new set of clothes.

In order to board the timely-arriving ore ship, he had specifically taken a shortcut.

No sooner had he boarded the ship than three stout men in tight attire followed suit.

The crew members of the ore ship were already accustomed to such “stateless” persons.

Money in hand for inspection, it passed through the machine three times, money through and people through.

It seemed that those aboard the ore ship were still unaware of the events that had transpired deep within Mist Mountain.

Pei Jinye skillfully made his way to the rest area.

And the three stout men followed closely behind him.

Pei Jinye frowned slightly, finding a corner to rest in isolation, regaining his physical strength, as the consecutive devourings had indeed drained his essence, Qi, and spirit.

He had no time to pay attention to some small fry.

However, some small fry would offer themselves up.

Suddenly, something round and smooth was pressed against Pei Jinye’s waist, “Brother, I’ve followed you all the way. Hand over what you took from Mist Mountain, and we will make sure no harm comes to you.”

Pei Jinye opened his eyes, feeling an object wrapped in a towel and pressed against his waist, which seemed ready to blow him away with a single shot if he made any rash move.

“You dare to break the rules of the ore ship?” Pei Jinye said calmly.

He was curious where he had gone wrong and how the other party had managed to track down his true identity.

“We don’t want to make a big fuss, to be frank, my cousin is the Closed-door Disciple of the twenty-ninth generation of direct disciples, so by that connection, the heritage belongs to him, not you, right?”

The man in the middle spoke with a tone that habitually had a certain upward lilt at the end.

Pei Jinye’s gaze softened, his lips curling slightly into a smile, “If you said your cousin was from the Federation Decision Office, I might believe you, but bringing up a disciple is too far-fetched.”

Before the last syllables had dissipated from the air, the man holding the gun had already realized something was amiss and hastily tried to pull the trigger, only to find, to his horror, that he had lost the ability to move.

The next second, the target before him vanished abruptly.

And at the same moment, the dagger from his companion’s embrace pierced through his chest from the heart outward.

He looked back in disbelief, unable to comprehend this sudden act of betrayal.

An abrupt sound of breaking bones from behind him sent chills down his spine.

He thought of a terrifying fact.

Perhaps they had still underestimated the man before them.

They had thought that with so many people, including Luo Qiang, wearing him down… yet he was still so strong!

Was he made of steel?

The gun holder suddenly regained the ability to move, turning to see that his boss was being held down by the hand of the target… and then collapsed helplessly; the perpetrator then gave him a chilling smile.

“So your ability is tracking.”