Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 390 - 390 82 Shiyu Genmi Part 2_2

390: Chapter 82 Shiyu Genmi (Part 2)_2 390: Chapter 82 Shiyu Genmi (Part 2)_2 Experimental materials were consumed like flowing water, and the initial consumption far exceeded expectations.

Shiyu Genmi realized he needed supporters, and this was quite simple, as he happened to have a dimwit with a simple mind that was perfect to bewitch…

With a bit of eloquence, he spoke words the pure-hearted loved to hear, bolstered by scientific breakthroughs, and secured the support of the Ninja and the noble forces behind him.

At that time, several subjects from the first batch of Shiyu experiments had reached the Divine Communication Realm.

Years of time and intensive training were surpassed by his talent and knowledge, a true miracle.

Shiyu Genmi called an emergency meeting with the experimental materials, and the elders went mad with excitement at the sight of the results.

Following that progress, reaching the Manifestation Realm was no longer a pipe dream, and even artificial Creation Realm was possible, but you must fulfill your promise…

you must let me survive!

Shanqi Xian had no choice but to concede, as the old man could not oppose everyone’s opinion.

Shiyu Genmi rode on a cloud nine as he took the plane to Purple Island, personally accompanied by the elderly Divine Master from Fu Jian Shrine.

The Divine Masters of all six branches of the Seven Luminaries Divine Sect had prepared on Purple Island, and even if the more conservative among them were unwilling, they had to bow their heads under his authority and pray for an enemy they despised.

The hope was truly within reach, he had fought for a future that was never meant to be his, with his own talent and destiny!

On that day, all Divine Masters of the Seven Luminaries Divine Sect had arrived, with senior priests setting Arrays beside them.

The strongest Divine Master of Huangquan Shrine, Chuyun Feiyi, personally summoned the power of kindness to bless him.

Shiyu Genmi witnessed the golden light about to fall, and he wept at the power, moved by the reality that he would finally be saved.

However, that power vanished into thin air, exploding above his head, the golden light blooming like fireworks, without a single speck falling upon him.

Shiyu Genmi was at a loss, seeing the old lady’s complexion dark and full of endless sighs.

“Shiyu Genmi, just how many innocent lives have you maligned for your own sake…

Your body carries so much resentment and grudges, your ties ashen like the clouds before a storm!”

The old woman’s voice was as grating as that of crows, birds of death that peered at corpses before burials.

“I cannot pray for you, no one can bring you fortune.

The Huojin God has personally decreed your judgment…”

“You are full of evil, your sins reach the heavens!

You, will not live past 40!!”

He couldn’t remember how he left the scene, nor could he recall how he returned to Weiyuan City.

Shiyu Genmi only remembered how he laughed that day, laughed loudly, laughed heart-wrenchingly.

“Ha ha, ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!”

Time and again, fate played him like this.

It gave him a glimpse of hope, only to snuff out that light before he could touch it, plunging him into the abyss.

Was it his fault?

His sin?

He just wanted to save his own life!

When he was tormented, the gods were nowhere to be seen, and now that so-called God appeared again?!

And has the audacity to talk about causality, to speak of destiny?!

“What a joke…”

Curse him?

Blame all this on me?

What about those greedy elders?!

Those shortsighted warmongers?!

A mad nation, a group of madmen carried out this plan, and yet only I am cursed in the end?

Am I to be the scapegoat for these dregs now?!

“What a joke!”

The 0th experiment yielded excellent results; he not only obtained data for the perfect unification Skill, but also for manipulating memory.

Mimura was right, scientific and technological development was advancing rapidly.

Following the catastrophic event at the end of the century, the emergence of a large number of Superpower Users spurred on technological leaps in just a decade.

With data obtained from Shiyu Ling, and research on the Dragon Species of the Spirit Prison Realm, he finally achieved consciousness transfer technology.

Shiyu Genmi prepared a brand-new body for himself, a robust and healthy one.

But as soon as he transferred into the new body, the curse of illness followed.

His body rapidly weakened and decayed, plunging him back into a state where he could neither live nor die.

The Huojin God had truly cursed him.

He would encounter car accidents when he went out, food poisoning when he ate, and could even swallow a needle with a sip of water.

The curse grew stronger over time, regardless of how many times he changed bodies.

Eventually, that unlucky power began to directly attack his body, causing Shiyu Genmi’s flesh to melt into a foul-smelling black water.

With today’s technology, he could have easily cured his original illness.

But what tormented him now was not a disease, but a curse from the gods.

It was a curse of the highest order, beyond the power of even a Creation Realm Mage of misfortune.

“To be honest, Wu Xiang and I never expected this development,” the Hidden Law Master said.

“I’m serious, we initially chose you because you were weak and easy to control…

But we never thought the King of Destiny would be so petty.”

“Oh, is that so.” Shiyu Genmi chuckled softly.

“It doesn’t matter anymore.”

He didn’t care anymore.

Shiyu Genmi no longer cared for his own life; an emotion stronger than the will to survive had taken hold of his heart.

What had brought him to this pass?

The Shiyu family?

The Martial Arts Association?

Zero Island?

Or the Huojin God?

All of them.

He reached a conclusion.

Every single one of them was the chief culprit that had left him with no way out.

Had any single link been missing, he would have still held hope for survival, but it was this filthy environment and the foolish people within it that had completely destroyed his life.

He sought revenge, just as he personally wished to annihilate the Shiyu clan, he yearned to take personal vengeance against the Martial Arts Association, against Zero Island, against the Huojin God, against so-called destiny!!

The final Shiyu plan began, and Shiyu Genmi needed a helper.

Someone he could trust without reservation, entrust with the plan’s most critical aspects, and who would join him in accomplishing true revenge…

That helper could only be himself.

Thus, Shiyu Zhongyi was born, and Shiyu Genmi’s plan for revenge officially commenced.

Through painstaking steps and numerous revisions, he finally reached the last stage.

Come forth, Void Light Dragon.

I shall destroy your kingdom, shatter your fate, and let the so-called karmic retribution come upon you!

“The price, my life and everything!

The payoff, the eradication of the Void Light Dragon’s lingering will!”

The deal was struck, Shiyu Genmi’s existence vanished, the power in the whirlpool suddenly ceased, as if the emerging dragon had lost its drive.

However, this shrine was the summoning ground Shiyu Genmi had long chosen; not only was the Four Pillars Qiankun Net array here, but there was another key.

That key skill resided within Shiyu Zhongyi.

As another Shiyu Genmi, he was the beginning of the Shiyu plan and its end.

This skill could unite different hearts into one, and when the union skill first came into the public eye, its use was to merge humans with giant dragons…

To allow the willing to occupy the body of the Heartless Dragon.

“Union Skill, activate.”

A familiar beam of light shone upon Shiyu Zhongyi.

His body merged into the light, and no effort from the crowd could halt this fusion that had already begun.

Shiyu Zhongyi, with that light, ascended into the whirlpool, as if the Saint Heir was returning to his heaven.

A new existence descended from the whirlpool, the blinding light gradually dissipated, revealing its true form.

It bore six gold protrusions atop its head, akin to a peculiar crown reserved for nobility, holy and untouchable; its body reminiscent of fishes and snakes, elongated and slim, with two oval-shaped dragon wings stretching from the midsection, resembling a balance scale; its six claws, robust yet flexible like human hands, were distributed erratically along the trunk, pointing in all directions of the cosmos.

It had no scales, nor bones, for its every part was constructed from threads of light.

Gold and grey threads woven to form this strange dragon body, an illusionary form that seemed to be present yet severed from this world.

It was recognizable, yet unknowable, existent, yet intangible; it was the embodiment of chaos, the avatar of fate!

Behind the Void Light Dragon, whirlpools of Huojin and Zhi Pi stirred, 173,774,644 threads sprang from its realm and connected to the heads of all humans on Zero Island.

The whirlpool sank into the earth, merging with the three islands of Zero Island, and simultaneous bizarre appearances erupted across the entirety of Zero Island: humans turned into beasts, mountains collapsed, the dead climbed from their graves, seawaters rose from the land to the clouds…

Not one area matched human common sense; billions upon billions of anomalies occurred at the same moment, pushing this kingdom to the brink of madness and chaos!

April 19th, early morning, 6:36:06.

The disaster of the Void Light descended.