Hyperdimensional Universe: I have Three Thousand Ultimate Talents - Chapter 483

Chapter 483: Chapter 303 Gene Metamorphosis, Ultimate Sublimation_1

Secret Room.

Jiang Ming sat cross-legged, motionless, holding a white jade bracelet in his hand, a gift from Hong Ling, containing a lake of spirit liquid, no, Origin Liquid.

In her words, there was no Divine Crystal, but the Origin Liquid was sufficient.

In the supreme-ruler Realm, other things might not be abundant, but this thing was not valued highly, she had prepared quite a bit when she descended. Jiang Ming inquired about the exact amount, and Hong Ling casually said: an ocean.

An ocean of Origin Liquid?

Jiang Ming almost burst into curse words: Holy shit.

That was a big deal.

However, he was certain that given Hong Ling’s cunning nature, there must be more to it.

Even Divine Crystals would be present, and likely not in small quantities.

“She is a treasure trove; should I show some of the courage that befits a man?”

The thought sprouted in Jiang Ming’s mind, but was immediately quashed.

He sank into his body to check his own condition.

The previous Life and Death battle was extremely perilous and he nearly died, but the benefits he received were also immensely significant.

Under extreme oppression, his potential was stimulated, and the power of his Talent, Soul Dominator, was fully unleashed, allowing him to break through his limits, unlocking layer by layer.

He had reached the true limit.

The limit of this world.

According to Hong Ling, that was the Three Thousand Divinity.

In this world, advancing further was almost impossible.

The same was true for his Spirit Power.

The unparalleled Talent, Indestructible Light of Heart, caused his transformation to be terrifying as well.

His Inner World evolved directly to a state of a thousand rules.

His physical body was also incredibly formidable, with the strength Tao pattern integrated into his veins and bones becoming more solid, bestowing upon him an instinctive enlightenment.

Additionally, based on what Hong Ling told him, he knew that the Path of the Physical Body had reached its current extreme as well.

The Demisupreme-ruler Realm of the physical body gives birth to three types of strength Tao patterns: the strength of Man, the strength of Earth, the strength of Heaven. When the three strengths are merged, they transform into Divine Power.

Now, the strength of Man had been fully refined.

“Could it be, this is a conceptual strength rule?”

Jiang Ming pondered in his heart.

For him, there was very little left that he could continue to improve upon.

For example, continuing to comprehend the Way of Rules, promoting the further evolution of his Inner World—this was a slow and long-term process, not something to be rushed.

Another example was the merging of the Four Elements’ powers during the previous battle; he could keep trying it in the future, as a preparation for what lay ahead.

Then there was deducing Forbidden Laws to further enhance his Combat Power.

There was also a key point: elevating the level of his own genes.

Previously, he had only deduced up to the Sixth Layer of the Cosmic Gene Skill, which he had also successfully cultivated, taking his own genes to a hundredfold level.

In terms of physical strength, he was a hundred times stronger at the base level compared to the powerful humans of the same realm, which was quite defying the heavens.

In the prior Life and Death battle, under the oppression of death and influenced by the Talents of Hundredfold Comprehension and Infinite Genes, Jiang Ming erupted with incredible wisdom.

At that time, he was also thinking of further advancing his physical body but unexpectedly succeeded in deducing the Seventh Layer, Eighth Layer, and Ninth Layer of the Cosmic Gene Skill.

And he did so to perfection.

This Closed-door training was for the purpose of cultivating this forbidden Secret Skill.

Now, with Hong Ling’s support, he was even more confident.

With a lift of his hand, the power of time and space interwove together, creating a separate space that also constituted the Temporal-Spatial Seal.

The place for Closed-door training naturally needed to be safe, although he did not really care much about it.

With a casual toss, the Origin Liquid from the white jade bracelet flowed out, quickly filling up most of the space.

He was sitting right in the center.

He closed his eyes, emptied his mind of stray thoughts, and to be extra cautious, he suppressed himself with the World Tree.

Jiang Ming began his cultivation.

Even though his strength was heaven-defying, cultivating the Gene Skill was like reassembling his physical body, and the dangers involved were comparable to a life and death battle.

Fortunately, he had the World Tree, a strong soul and Spirit Power, and on top of that, the Infinite Genes and Nirvana Rebirth talents. It would be quite difficult for him to fail.

Hummm…

Jiang Ming’s body started to tremble. This was cultivation at the genetic level. His breath began to fluctuate violently, dropping to freezing point in an instant, as if the flame of life itself was about to be extinguished.

Yet, he remained unmoved.

Whirl…

The Origin Liquid began to flow crazily into his body, rapidly elevating his breath to a peak, and after reaching the apex, he leapt up, stepping into a new tier.

Time slowly passed.

“Why isn’t Brother Jiang coming out of his closed-door training?” Luo Qingchen shimmered with an Immortal’s radiance, truly like an Immortal descending to the mortal world, beyond worldly dust.

She looked toward the direction of the Secret Room in City Lord Mansion, somewhat uneasy in her thoughts.

“What, feeling itchy?” Ran Xin chuckled softly.

“Hmph!” Luo Qingchen’s face flushed red, as she glared at her, “You’re becoming more and more inappropriate.”

“Is it wrong?” Ran Xin stepped forward, wrapping an arm around her shoulder, and with the other hand, she even gave a pinch. Luo Qingchen struggled but couldn’t escape from the ‘demon’s’ clutches, “Didn’t I tell you how, after our Great War of three hundred billion rounds, you lost all interest in cultivation? If you’re not itchy, then what is it? Do you want me to help clear things up? After all, we’re not strangers.”

“Get lost!” Luo Qingchen’s face turned even redder, and she sneakily glanced left and right, quickly scanning her surroundings.

Noticing that a Forbidden Law had been set up, isolating them from outside prying eyes, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and smacked Ran Xin irritably, “You’re getting wilder.”

“Hehehe, in front of our own people, of course we show our truest side. Speaking of which, what do you think about teaming up after he comes out?” “Team up?”

“Yes. He’ll lie down, and you sit at the bottom while I sit on top.”

“Sit on top and bottom?” Luo Qingchen was startled but then quickly caught on, her face instantly blushing crimson, steam practically billowing from her head, “Ran Xin, you’re too shameful.”

“What’s there to be ashamed of? Isn’t it just that trivial matter? Do you want to try it? Just thinking about it makes my blood boil.” Ran Xin laughed wickedly, “If he doesn’t come out of his training, shall we give it a try? I can turn into a man.”

“If you turned into a man, where would you have me place myself?” Jiang Ming walked in from the outside, the Forbidden Law here wasn’t strong, and he pulled Ran Xin into his embrace, giving her a slap as well.

Smack-

Crisp and pleasant, it trembled nine times.

“You even thought about putting a green hat on me, you deserve it more!” After three months, Jiang Ming had concluded his cultivation for the time being, and upon arriving here, he overheard the explosive conversation between the two women, instantly feeling a fiery passion in his heart.

“Your servant certainly deserves it, use a whip, and hit hard, just afraid you won’t have the strength!” Ran Xin threw a coquettish glance.

“You girl.” Jiang Ming was speechless, he pulled Luo Qingchen, who was looking down with a flushed face, into his embrace, “Since you both are keen, then this Young Master will demonstrate the forty-eight thousand variations of the Divine Bed Divine Skills that I’ve just deduced.”

Steam surged above Luo Qingchen’s head.

The three of them?

Really going to?

All sorts of unspeakable images appeared in her mind, but her expression became somewhat bizarre, and deep down, she didn’t resist the idea; in fact, she was somewhat eager to try.

Three days later.

Jiang Ming came out of the room, stretched lazily, feeling refreshed and reinvigorated.

“This day, wonderful!”

He looked back at the two women still asleep, smiled, and leaped onto the pavilion above the palace.

“You’re formidable!” Hong Ling, who was already there sitting cross-legged, saw him come over and couldn’t help but give a thumbs up.

“Were you peeping?” Jiang Ming was startled, feeling an inexplicable sense of shame.