Ultragene Warlord

If the waves of energy that Zhang Lie were giving off were not contained, they would immediately destabilize the draconian world, which had just been merged with nine others.

As a result, the draconian sage had no choice but to deal with this energy one way or another. After he transferred it all to outer space, hundreds of neighboring worlds around the draconian world began to quake, and even the shockwaves from that energy proved challenging for the kings of the realm all around to deal with.

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Who knew what had happened?

The commotion was so massive that it drew the attention of the champions of all three thousand worlds, and even that of the superior worlds.

The kings of the realm of the superior worlds all glanced toward the draconian world at once.

One such king was located within a dark tomb, large and spacious, more ornate than even the palaces of kings of large worlds, in a chamber surrounded by eighteen pillars lit by pale blue flame. 

If Fang Yi were present, he would recognize that this tomb seemed much like the base of the inverted pyramid that he had witnessed during Zhang Lie's trial.

The walls of the tomb were inscribed with hieroglyphs whose meaning had been lost to time, covering the floorboards, pillars, and ceiling. A blackgold coffin lay in the center of the tomb, and its lid was slowly displaced.

Black bandages gushed out of the coffin like appendages, tens of thousands of them squirming within the darkness of the coffin, as though millions of lifeforms had been stuffed into this dark coffin and subsequently amalgamated by some dark technique. A pair of blood-red eyes lit up, and an ancient, hoarse voice echoed in the chamber.

"I feel a source of miraculous strength, stronger than even the will of superior worlds, of the will of the third realm itself! A perfect meal has finally appeared after so long..."

In a world filled with blood, a fierce-looking man rolled out of bed, on which was splayed a large number of aliens from various races, some whose bodies were made of granite, of steel, of fire. All these aliens were naked, with unknown fluid covering the lower half of their bodies.

The fierce-looking man glanced up at the sky, in the direction of the draconian world.

"An existence stronger than even a superior king of the realm has just been born..."

If Zhang Lie were present, he would immediately notice some similarity between the fierce-looking man and the sura of the second realm.

In another world, gloomy and dreary, with light showers of rain so fine they hung like mist in the air, unusual black plants grew out of the ground, tendrils squirming amidst a sea of bones of decomposing lifeforms, moving in the direction of the draconian world...

Ten suns hung in yet another world, the hard, baked earth burning with scarlet, hellish flames. An existence glowing like a sun landed on a golden mulberry tree, one so large that the largest tree of the devil trees' world was nothing but an ant in comparison. The glowing existence who had stopped there quietly turned its head toward the draconian world.

In a world where everything aged and rotted away, with a dark, dreary wind that aged everything it touched, no lifeform should have been able to survive—and yet a species did, and it managed to thrive.

A species that could make such a hellish habitat its home had to be extraordinary, and extraordinarily dangerous besides.

The timerot species of this world of decay, and the hellspawn species of that world of hellfire, were both species that had mastered the superior worlds that were their home.

The remarkable environment in which they grew, that prevented other species from invading their worlds, allowed them enough time and opportunity to develop and nurture unusual abilities that derived from their environment. 

They became nightmares for their neighboring worlds, allowing them to stand at the top of the three thousand worlds, existences that no other species could ignore.

A pitch-black creature climbed out of an ancient graveyard, morphed into a chilling wind, and flew toward the draconian world.

In a world covered by permafrost many times over, so cold that even ten suns in concert wouldn't be able to affect the surroundings, so cold that even time slowed to a crawl, so cold that even the mammoths' world would be an oven in comparison, a world whose temperature was infinitesimally above absolute zero, deep within the ice, the king of the realm of that frozen world sensed the disturbance in the draconian world.

The species that governed this world of frost were special existences known as frostsouls.

The king of the realm commanded, "Identify the source of this disturbance. If it's a threat to us, deal with it immediately."

A frostsoul rushed out of the ice and vanished by the horizon, headed for the draconian world.

Zhang Lie: a disaster-grade lifeform

Framework: Foundation, Lv. MAX; Ninecarp Transformation, Sixth Form: River Dragon Techniques: Rippling Walk (pinnacle), Three-Wave Crescendo (pinnacle), Calm Waters (pinnacle), Fists of the Silent Sea (pinnacle), The Boundless Blade (pinnacle), Eclipse (pinnacle), Syzygy (pinnacle),  Ninesoul Dragonblade (advanced), Blade of the Heavens (pinnacle)

Genes: Basic, 160; Mutated, 150; Superior, 150; Peak, 150; Disaster, 100

Soulshards: White Grub (superior), Blood Ant (superior), Potbellied Toad (mutated), Eternalspring Cocoon (superior), Dragonwolf (superior), Moonlight Wyrm (peak), Golden Roc (peak), Mistmeld Clam (disaster)

Zhang Lie had finally maxed out his disaster gene fragments, and he felt strength surging from his body beyond what he had ever experienced. His [Ninecarp Transformation] finally evolved once again, and the various transformations it entailed grew even stronger.

While Zhang Lie's genetic energy was still nominally water-attuned, that energy was charged with the potential to change and manifest into different forms.

As a fish, that energy took on a boundless volume; as a serpent, it became corrosive; as a tiger, it turned into sharp, piercing ice; as a dragonturtle, it grew heavy and substantive; as a qilin, it became fiery and scorching; as a river dragon, it invoked the authority of heaven.

In other words, Zhang Lie was able to substantially change the characteristics of his genetic energy, and was now even able to simultaneously merge two transformations together. He was therefore able to counter any of his opponents on a fundamental level and dramatically change his fighting style from moment to moment.

Compared to before, Zhang Lie's combat ability had grown by leaps and bounds.

He glanced all around him, only to see that the sand that had formed the black desert had all evaporated. Instead, the ground was filled with black-colored lava, so hot it was distorting the air. He... might have made a larger commotion than he was expecting.

However, Zhang Lie didn't mind. After all, the draconian sage was supervising his motions, and the sage would be able to avoid disaster. Zhang Lie stepped forward and vanished from the spot. The space before him tore apart like rice paper.

The next moment, he appeared directly before the draconian sage.

After maxing out his disaster gene fragments, Zhang Lie was able to rend space with brute force, allowing him to teleport himself even without the draconian sage's assistance, to anywhere in the draconian world he had been before.