Legend of the Mythological Genes

The Kusanagi, a demon sword, possessed its own consciousness. After being toyed by Feng Lin, it took the initiative to merge with Fuuma Taro. The man and sword became one, becoming a sword human.

The sword blade melted like ice, turning into a set of metal armor that encompassed his entire body. It was as if he had draped on a layer of sturdy armor, and his four arms looked like extremely sharp blades.

“Mortal, how dare you steal my eight-branched force! I won’t let you off!” Fuuma Taro’s eyes glared at Feng Lin. There were two voices mixed together, as he spoke in a hoarse and eerie manner. Brutal killing intent could be felt emanating from his voice.

Steel Slashing Flash!

Fuuma Taro’s arms were like blades. He wasn’t holding onto any blades to speak of, but the demonic auras had condensed into a huge black saber that slashed down mercilessly. The saber qi was heavily condensed, forming a typhoon that was ten meters in height.

Feng Lin’s body was rapidly engulfed within it. The slicing wind swept out like a vortex and many ugly craters were left behind by the slashes. Even sturdy rocks were crushed into dust instantly.

(Where did he go?)

There were no agonizing cries coming from the typhoon. Feng Lin had long since disappeared without a trace.

(When did he disappear to?)

Fuuma Taro was shocked and enraged. He scanned the surroundings but was still unable to find Feng Lin after very long.

Feng Lin had disappeared in an instant at an extremely fast speed, so much so that it had surpassed the rate at which their vision could capture images. He was elusive as a ghost, leaving no traces behind.

“Where are you looking at?” When the many Japanese were combing for Feng Lim, a peal of soft laughter rang out.

“Behind you!” The Japanese goddess wore a shocked expression and pointed out.

Fuuma Taro’s body stiffened. Before he realized it, a pair of hands were resting on his shoulders.

He stiffened up and was about to turn his head when a pair of ordinary-looking fists rapidly magnified before his eyes.

Boom!

He was instantly sent flying out like a missile. The great speed and strong force even released a sonic boom. Fuuma Taro flew out for several hundred meters, smashed heavily into a mountain, and sank deeply into it, not appearing even after very long.

Was this the power of an elite cultivator?

Feng Lin stood on the spot and silently sensed his power.

His vitality had surpassed 200 and from just the data alone, it looked as if he should be about twice as strong as before. However, his prowess was explosive.

Gathering all of his powers onto one point, the eruption was as explosive as a missile.

Feng Lin felt that at his current level, he would be able to smash a mountain with one punch. His speed had also reached an unbelievable level. When he ran at full speed, he felt that he could even break through sound barriers.

Even he had no idea how strong he had become.

Pffft!

A loud slicing sound rang out as a stream of sharp saber-glow slashed through the mountain’s peak.

Fuuma Taro’s gaze was fierce and brutal as if he was an Asura that had crawled out from hell, wanting to eat humans.

His pair of inverted triangular eyes stared at Feng Lin as he puffed heavily, not saying any harsh words anymore.

He had already experienced how terrifying Feng Lin’s attacks were from the earlier blow. After obtaining the Kusanagi Sword’s eight-branched force, this mysterious person had attained a breakthrough to the limits of his vitality. He was now like a human-shaped demon and was very horrifying.

Night Parade of One Hundred Demons!

He beckoned toward the sky and a huge sword grew out from his palm. Waves of demonic sword qi soared into the sky.

Howl, wooo, roar…

The entire fantasy land of demons trembled and a series of painful roars rang out from all directions.

Dark tidal waves gushed over from the distance. An army of demonic troops had come gushing from all directions. There were the Hitouban, Kappa, Nekomata… All sorts of demons from various Japanese myths and legends appeared and gushed toward Feng Lin, wanting to engulf him entirely.

The Kusanagi Sword was a demon sword with the ability to summon demons. Once this ability was activated, the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons would come.

Feng Lin was instantly surrounded by countless demons from both the sky and the ground. Demon figures were everywhere and no matter how fast he was, there was nowhere for him to hide.

Venom, vines, ghostly fires… Countless demonic arts were hurled toward him, and many demons jumped out from all directions, baring their claws and teeth as they pounced toward him.

Suddenly, he was surrounded by enemies in this fantasy land of demons!

Feng Lin had nowhere to escape to and decided not to run. He unleashed all of his vitality force, which was at 208, lowering his waist, assuming the horse stance, and sending out a smashing punch!

Fist force shook the air and an aerial explosion was released. It smashed out and instantly hit over ten demons, causing them to become dissipating demonic auras.

Kacha kacha!

Another ten or more demons surrounded him, tearing and biting his body. However, their teeth shattered and their claws bent, yet they hadn’t hurt Feng Lin at all. They received severe recoil damage instead.

With the increment to his vitality, the power of his genes had also increased.

The toughness of Feng Lin’s body rose once again; he was just like a stubborn immutable rock. Despite having experienced countless years of being battered by the wind and rain, it still could not be moved or crushed.

His body spun rapidly and his fists swung like huge hammers. The moment the demons got closer to the center, they would all be crushed.

Feng Lin faced an army of demons single-handedly but still appeared peerless.

“Wind Shadow Absolute Annihilation Slash!”

An enraged bellow rang out.

Fuuma Taro, who was currently a sword human, brought along wind and instantly got close. He was instantly split into a myriad of pieces, as if there were countless afterimages sending out countless slashes toward Feng Lin from all directions.

Bang bang bang!

Feng Lin was instantly struck by countless sword attacks. Sparks splattered and he experienced intense pain.

Cracks formed on his skin which should have been as tough as marble.

After all, the Kusanagi Sword was a demonic sword that had broken the godly sword–the Sword of Totsuka. It was extremely sharp.

Facing such a divine weapon, it was a little hard for Feng Lin to withstand with just his physical strength. He gave up on taking it forcibly head-on and started to use his extreme speed to dodge.

Vajra Subduing Devil Fist!

This fist technique was incorporated with the Vajra profoundness, being extremely fierce and strong, with a depicted image of having one person with great strength defeating ten people who knew martial arts.

Feng Lin’s punches struck out incessantly, scattering all the demons and turning them into demonic cores that scattered out everywhere.

Fuuma Taro mingled amongst the demons but still couldn’t escape from Feng Lin’s tracking. His body also kept releasing banging sounds from being struck.

However, his entire body was covered by sharp swords and draped in a set of metal armor.

Feng Lin was unable to do anything to him within a short term and thus ended up in a stalemate.

“Amaterasu!” A crisp and enraged bellow rang out.

Feng Lin neither looked nor give it any thought, and moved away directly.

A stream of black flames exploded at the spot he had been standing at. Sparks lit up and those demons immediately howled in pain upon contact with the flames. They were incinerated into ashes and scattered away.

Earlier on, Feng Lin had already witnessed this black flame’s mysterious prowess. He didn’t wish to be burned by it.

The flame was too perverted. With a turn, Feng Lin headed for the Japanese goddess, wanting to deal with this person who presented the greatest threat.

“Stop him!” The Japanese goddess realized Feng Lin’s intention and let out a deep bellow.

Ghostwind Shadowless Slash!

Fuuma Taro instantly activated his new sword technique, turning into a lump of black ghostly wind and integrating it with his elusive movements. Many layers of the ghostly wind wrapped around Feng Lin, releasing countless streams of blade qi incessantly, not allowing Feng Lin to get close.

Amaterasu Soul Devour!

The Japanese goddess also formed seals with both hands, her face turning flushed red like the color of blood. Her eyes were mysterious like vortexes, wanting to engulf people’s souls. The black flame rapidly condensed and took the form of a black flaming arrow that shot out.

Feng Lin wanted to dodge.

However, the black arrow sank into the void in a flash and instantly disappeared.

(Where did it head to?)

Feng Lin handled Fuuma Taro’s pestering while observing the surroundings carefully.

A popping sound rang out!

The void distorted and the black arrow shot out from it. The arrow possessed the power to pierce through space and instantly appeared before Feng Lin.

Feng Lin was unable to dodge when the distance was so close. He could only instinctively block with his hand.

However, when the black flames landed on his body, it was as if water had entered the soil. It seeped into Feng Lin’s body silently and mysteriously, leaving no traces behind.

Not only did the flames not have any heat at all, but it also possessed a chill that reached into one’s bones instead, as if wanting to freeze the person’s soul. There was a supreme and unparalleled prestige contained within it, suppressing his mind.

Feng Lin’s eyes turned black and his mind instantly plunged into darkness…