Super God Pet Shop

Chapter 1214 The Primal Chaos Race (Seeking Subscriptions and Monthly Tickets)

The corpse was covered in dark markings, like ancient tattoos, and wore a simple beast-tooth battle skirt. However, the skirt was made of the fur of some ancient beast and contained strange rules and essence. If the finger-thick beast teeth were magnified 100,000 times, one could see that they were covered with dense natural energy patterns.

Su Ping felt a mixture of familiarity and oppression from the corpse.

Flames swept across, and the corpses suddenly seemed to rise from the dead, clinging to Su Ping's body. The enormous bodies completely embraced Su Ping, like infants returning to the womb, locking Su Ping within them.

Thick, dark energies surged from the corpse's limbs, coiling around Su Ping's entire body. Su Ping felt as if the cells in his body were ice meeting water, experiencing a sense of revival and melting.

The cells in his body became restless and violent, devouring and multiplying each other.

During this frenzied process, Su Ping's body also showed signs of twisting and swelling, making him look extremely ugly and horrifying.

But a profound and ancient power gradually erupted from the depths of his genes throughout his body, giving Su Ping an extremely real feeling, as if he were more closely and intimately connected with the world around him.

It's like there used to be an invisible membrane separating us from the world, and now that membrane has been torn away.

Su Ping's skull and brain tissue were also splitting, his consciousness became empty, as if something had invaded, the world in front of him disappeared, his eyes lost their function, and he could only see complete darkness, but in this darkness, some light gradually appeared, like a ball of flame, igniting the entire dark world.

Su Ping witnessed an incredibly fantastical scene: countless tiny figures were flying and gathering, leaving trails of dust as they flew through the void, forming arcs...

As the arcs appeared and intertwined, Su Ping was suddenly startled to realize that these dust tracks were actually outlining a primordial form of rules!

"Is this the face of the deepest part of the universe?" Su Ping was somewhat shocked. The rules and structure could actually be seen with the naked eye. Let alone comprehending it, even a pig could copy it!

At this moment, Su Ping felt a strange suction and control force on his body, a connection with those tiny figures in the void. In the darkness, it seemed that he could communicate with these energies and control them.

Su Ping's thoughts shifted accordingly, and the tiny figure in the void immediately flew out in a peculiar trajectory. These trajectories intertwined to form the shape of a sword, a trajectory created by Su Ping.

But Su Ping discovered that after the beginning and end of the trajectory were connected, a rule was actually formed!

"Destruction, engulfment..."

Su Ping was somewhat shaken, his pupils contracted. If he wasn't mistaken, this should be a rule he had constructed himself!

Create your own rules!

This is the threshold to entering the realm of gods!

But now, Su Ping has mastered this power and can easily create a set of rules that belong to him!

However, this kind of rule power is rather ordinary, far inferior to the four supreme laws, and also incomparable to the world's fundamental rules such as the Flame Path and the Light Path.

"It's just a normal set of rules, but... to be able to construct it so casually is a bit exaggerated. What kind of place is this? What kind of ability is this?!"

Su Ping couldn't help but look around, but could only see endless darkness.

Seemingly sensing Su Ping's thoughts, the surrounding darkness suddenly receded, and countless rays of light rapidly contracted, combining into a ball of flame that appeared in Su Ping's eyes. His vision returned to the stone cauldron, where he was surrounded by the eternal divine fire, which was burning continuously. The corpse outside him had disappeared.

Only four black rope-like remains remained, dangling over Su Ping's body. As the divine fire burned, they gradually merged into Su Ping's body.

The intense burning pain around him lessened considerably. Through his divine sense, Su Ping could see his current appearance and was somewhat dazed. His body was now covered with strange dark marks, exactly the same as those on the corpses from before.

As the dark scars on his shoulders and abdomen gradually melted away, Su Ping felt a distinct difference in his body. A powerful force filled his entire body, flowing through the dark scars like blood, bringing immense strength.

At this moment, Su Ping suddenly felt a powerful pressure coming from inside the cauldron, acting on his body as if it were going to crush and tear him apart.

Su Ping gritted his teeth and endured the pain, but it grew rapidly, seemingly endless, threatening to torture him to death.

Su Ping couldn't help but let out a painful howl. His flesh and blood were turning inside out. The dark marks on his body sank into his body as his flesh and blood turned inside out, revealing the golden flesh and blood inside. In addition to the golden color, there were also some turbid dark mist colors and some deep ancient silver colors, exuding the aura of different battle bodies.

The blood churned beneath the stone cauldron, and a powerful force pressed Su Ping down, submerging his entire body in the blood.

The various foreign objects soaking in the blood immediately gathered around Su Ping's body, surrounding him.

Su Ping felt as if his whole body was being torn apart and burning. He was no longer aware of the changes in the outside world, and only felt pain.

This agonizing pain made it impossible for Su Ping to die. He even wanted to faint, but he couldn't. As soon as his consciousness was cut off, he would wake up in pain, unless Su Ping chose to disintegrate himself.

But if that happens, it means failure.

In this agony, Su Ping tried his best to control his thoughts and prevent such ideas from arising. Several auras intertwined on his body, including those of gods, souls, ancient immortals, and humans.

Various energies alternated continuously, eventually merging under accelerated conditions, gradually becoming a turbid energies. This energies were mixed and chaotic, devouring and clashing with each other.

The surrounding blood gradually decreased under the Eternal Divine Fire, and the precious medicines inside were refined into pure power, flowing into Su Ping's body, causing the mottled aura to gradually stabilize and become stronger.

Here, time is nothingness and cannot be stopped. When all the blood and precious medicine inside the stone cauldron have dissolved, leaving only an empty stone cauldron, Su Ping's figure transformed into a ball of flesh, with different auras intertwined and chasing each other on its surface.

Each aura was extremely powerful, as if it wanted to devour its opponent.

Nearly half of this area is pitch black, exuding a terrifying aura that keeps other entities away.

After an unknown amount of time, the ball of flesh gradually shrank, and the range of the chasing aura also contracted. At a certain moment, it seemed that a certain balance was broken, and the several chasing auras suddenly collided with each other, bursting out a terrifying power.

This force spread and affected the dark areas, which fought back but were gradually drawn in.

The aura emanating from the entire surface of the fleshy mass was as turbulent and unclear as a storm.

Phew! !

Amidst this murky aura, a mournful cry rang out, and an exquisitely beautiful phantom of a young golden crow shot out, attempting to break free of the fleshy ball. However, it was immediately engulfed by the murky aura, crushed, and submerged.

As the phantom of the Golden Crow disappeared, the storm on the fleshy ball gradually subsided, turning it into a dark gray, ugly fleshy ball. However, upon closer inspection, one would discover that each tiny dark gray color was composed of countless mysterious engravings.

Bang bang!

Suddenly, a sound like a heartbeat trembling rang out from within the fleshy mass.

Bang bang!

The fleshy mass was trembling, and the mysterious markings on it seemed to come alive, twisting slightly.

In Su Ping's mind, the pain had disappeared. His body felt like a deflated balloon, limp and powerless, but he couldn't feel his body's existence and had nowhere to limp.

A hazy light appeared before his eyes, and beams of light gathered together. Each beam of light, when magnified, had a peculiar shape, a kind of symbol.

These symbols resemble both characters and formations.

Su Ping had never seen them before, but strangely enough, he felt a sense of familiarity with them, as if he could understand the meaning of these symbols.

"This is... Daoist script!"

"The deepest writing system in the universe, a writing system born from the very universe!"

Su Ping was somewhat shocked. He could feel the meaning of these symbols. It was like inheritance, hidden deep in his blood, and he could naturally understand and comprehend it.

At the same time, he inexplicably realized how precious this scripture was, something that the oldest life forms had been pursuing and searching for!

If one can obtain the Dao text, one can glimpse the supreme secrets of the universe and control everything in the heavens!

At this moment, Daoist runes spun and appeared before Su Ping's eyes. Su Ping subconsciously reached out to touch them, and immediately felt that these Daoist runes seemed to awaken and began to float rapidly.

But instead of fleeing, they rushed towards Su Ping's body.

The next moment, Daoist runes merged into Su Ping's consciousness. Su Ping felt as if his entire consciousness had been detached, withdrawing from its current state of nothingness and entering a mysterious and wondrous state.

In this state, Su Ping found that his thoughts suddenly became clear, and many rules and problems that he could not understand before were instantly understood and mastered.

All the rules he had just begun to understand, or those he had just entered the path of, were perfected at this moment!

The perfection of the rules is merely the foundation.

Above the rules lies the Dao pattern!

The origin of Dao patterns is Dao script!

The difference between the two is that a single Dao inscription requires dozens of Dao patterns to interpret, while conversely, dozens or even hundreds of Dao patterns can only interpret the power of a single Dao inscription!

"The Great Dao has three thousand paths, and these three thousand actually refer to three thousand Dao texts..."

Su Ping muttered to himself. At this moment, his understanding of the universe surpassed his previous level and even exceeded that of the Supreme Being. Only beings at a higher level could barely glimpse the existence of Dao script, but even then, they only had a slight understanding.

Su Ping looked inward and saw 108 cosmic Dao characters affixed to his body.

"We're still a long way from 3000..."

"If one could truly master three thousand Dao scripts, one would probably be the strongest being in the creation of the world and all the realms..." Su Ping vaguely understood the pursuit of those supreme powerhouses. The difference between being a God Emperor or an Ancestral God might lie in the number of Dao scripts they mastered.

Su Ping currently has 108 Daoist runes within his body, containing boundless power!

"These 108 Dao characters can form hundreds or thousands of Dao patterns. The power of each Dao pattern far exceeds the rules. It contains the characteristics of the rules, but also surpasses them. Simply put, when the characteristics of the rules and the characteristics of the Dao patterns conflict, one is static and the other is accelerated, then the characteristics of the Dao patterns will definitely crush it."

Su Ping tried to activate the 108 Dao characters, but found that he could not control or move them.

He was startled and tried again, but the result was the same.

Su Ping observed carefully and suddenly realized that although he recognized these Daoist characters, he seemed to have no idea how to use them.

It's like knowing how to pronounce a word, but not understanding its meaning.

"Does this mean I need to fully understand these Taoist texts in order to control them?"

"But to comprehend the infinite characteristics contained in a Dao script is extremely difficult. This is something that only supreme beings... or even beings beyond supreme beings would attempt to comprehend. Only those beings with powerful thinking abilities can deduce it. Otherwise, even if ordinary beings see it, their brains would explode if they tried to deduce it."

Su Ping was somewhat perplexed, and his excitement had subsided considerably. After much deliberation, he tried to select a Dao pattern, comprehend its Dao essence, and use the Dao pattern to deduce and demonstrate its meaning.

"If Daowen is a math problem, then Daowen is the formula, and the formula is used to prove the problem."

For Su Ping, the rules he had mastered were like the multiplication table, but now he had to solve a problem in calculus.

There is no doubt that you can't solve the problem if you push them too far.

However, giving up is impossible. This is the path to the highest point in the universe, right before our eyes. It's something so many people dream of, how could we just give up like this?

Su Ping could only deduce it himself.

At worst, I can spend countless hours figuring it out myself, step by step.

Just as Su Ping was making this plan, a suction force suddenly came from the surroundings, and Su Ping's consciousness quickly returned. Flames appeared before his eyes, and Su Ping returned to the stone cauldron.

An indescribable, extremely vigorous sense of power surged from Su Ping's body.

Su Ping opened his eyes and suddenly discovered that there were countless tiny lines in the flames in front of him, and these lines were the weak points in the structure of the flames!

"The composition of this raging flame is also a kind of rule, or rather, a Dao pattern!" Su Ping's eyes lit up. He didn't expect that he could see the flaw in this raging flame. Doesn't this mean that even the attack of the Supreme Realm can be seen in principle by him?

At this moment, the surrounding flames gradually dissipated, and Su Ping could no longer feel the heat or the intense pain. After the flames died down, Su Ping saw the kind figure of the Golden Crow Elder flying over.

Upon seeing Su Ping, the other person's previously kind face changed slightly, and they stared intently, gasping, "The Chaos Clan? No, the Primordial Chaos Clan?!"

Su Ping was startled. He immediately scanned his entire body with his mind and was stunned. His body had undergone tremendous changes. First of all, his size had increased to seven or eight meters. The dark marks from before had disappeared, with only one mark remaining on his forehead. His skin was covered with flowing lines, each line containing different powers.

In addition, Su Ping also sensed the 108 Daoist runes lurking throughout his body.

He tried to move it with his mind, but the result was the same as before; he couldn't budge it.

"Elder, what's wrong with me...?"

Su Ping couldn't help but ask.

Clearly, his physical body has undergone tremendous changes, and he has completed the bloodline advancement.

"You've succeeded..." Elder Jinwu looked at Su Ping with a complicated expression. "I never expected that the several bloodlines mixed in your body could actually be gathered into the Primal Chaos Clan."

(End of this chapter)