Li Yao woke up.
Or rather, the billions of cells that made up his body, as well as the gene strands deep inside the cells, and the infinite genetic information in the gene strands, were all woken up.
The genetic information was not just from the primeval species such as the Pangu, the Nuwa, and the Houyi, but also from the creators of the primeval species. The primeval species that were too ancient to be described came from the scorching and chaotic primeval universe that had just been created in the Big Bang before those primeval species were born.
A lot of information had been generated at the beginning of the Big Bang and condensed into stars through the effects of all kinds of elements and force fields. The first lives were born, and the genes of those lives had been passed on to this day.
In terms of the composition of basic elements, there was not much difference between a human being and a star.
Perhaps, the carbon that constituted Li Yao's body right now was part of a certain star billions of years ago.
Even if Li Yao died and his body disintegrated, the elements would only return to the universe in a different form. Maybe they would become another star billions of years later.
All the information that represented Li Yao's existence would be hidden in the glittering star in a certain way.
In a trance, Li Yao felt that he was standing in the middle of a river with rippling waves that were as deep as his waist. The water was flowing slowly from the primeval times. Every ripple represented the rise and fall of a civilization. The primeval civilizations, the Pangu civilizations, the civilization of mankind, the civilization of crystal processors … All the way to a place far, far away behind him where he could not see the direction clearly.
It was the "river of life".
What was life exactly?
Was it an independent entity that could be cut, or was it a continuum that could not be cut?
If countless cells made a "human being" like him, would the inseparable continuum made of countless human beings, or even countless generations of intelligent lives like human beings, be a certain life of a higher level?
What should such a life be called? God? Heavenly law? Or just "universe"?
That was on the macroscopic level. Then, from the microscopic level, if every cell that made up Li Yao was a life, would Li Yao count as their god, their heavenly law, and their universe for those lives? Did the so-called "Spirit Splitting" mean that he had to inject his consciousness into every cell in order to completely awaken them?
If a man could control every cell in his body at will, and awaken every gene strand in every cell, what a magnificent universe he would see, and what unimaginable power he would have!
Could such a person still be called a real "person"?
Li Yao extended his right hand and gently cupped a handful of water from the River of Life. He sensed the legacy left behind by his ancestors. Then, he stared at his palm in a daze.
A strange throbbing came from his fingertip, as if something was growing in his finger. Then, his right index finger slowly bloomed like a pure and flawless lotus flower, and a colorful butterfly flew out.
"Metamorphosis, metamorphosis!"
Li Yao smiled as he watched the finger turn into a butterfly and dance around him.
He understood.
After all, it did not matter whether Zhuang Gong dreamed of butterflies or butterflies dreamed of Zhuang Gong. Zhuang Gong and butterflies were essentially the same. They were no different from planets, stars, and the elements that made up everything in the universe.
Zhuang Gong was the butterfly, the butterfly was Zhuang Gong, the flower was the world, and the sand was the Buddha.
He remembered that there was a monkey king in the legends who could produce thousands of copies of himself by plucking a hair and blowing a breath of air.
Perhaps, the original form of the monkey king was the hair. It was an omnipotent monkey king made of countless hairs. Naturally, it could replicate and transform at will.
More and more butterflies flew out of Li Yao's palm. His entire right arm was like a burning torch, and every flame was a large group of dancing butterflies. The butterflies made of his life information brought the most brilliant colors to the River of Life.
Such an image was getting farther and farther away from a normal human being.
However, what exactly was a "normal human being"?
When human beings were trapped on a habitable planet with harsh conditions where the temperature, humidity, gravity, and oxygen were limited, hairless monkeys were the most perfect form.
When human beings set foot on the resource planets with cruel environments and even had to wander and survive in the universe forever, they naturally had to open the gene bank that their ancestors had given them and evolve into bizarre-looking creatures such as "demons".
However, even the primeval races such as the Pangu, the Nuwa, and the Houyi were far from conquering the entire universe. At the very least, they could not develop the gaseous planets on a large scale or fly freely within the stars.
If human beings were to conquer all the celestial bodies including the sun one day, could they really maintain the pitiful, ugly, and weak "normal image" and be fixed as hairless monkeys forever?
By that time, even their bodies would become unnecessary burdens, and only energy would be eternal.
However, the so-called "energy life" was still a concept in the three-dimensional universe.
If human beings, who had already conquered the three-dimensional universe, were to march to a higher dimension and explore the realm of "gods" or "heavenly laws" as Boss Bai said, what kind of unbelievable image would human beings become by then?
Perhaps, there were no "normal human beings" at all, right?
From bacteria to human beings today, it only took a few billion years. The hairless monkeys were only a few billion years, a fleeting segment. They were destined not to stop the pace of evolution. They would continue to rush toward the unknown domain, turning themselves into something on par with "God" or "Heavenly Axiom".
If that were not the case, what was the significance of life at all?
Li Yao would not stop.
He completely burnt himself into billions of butterflies, and the butterflies congregated into a storm that stirred all the information in the river of life into a dazzling ball of light that was as bright as a star.
Li Yao considered quietly in the ball of light and reorganized his soul. Like a fetus in a mother's womb, he grew and developed nonstop and constructed a brand-new neural network.
However, this time, his neural network was not limited to his tiny brain but spread out in all directions.
He was in a marvelous new state.
On the one hand, his consciousness was undergoing a rebirth in the midst of deep meditation.
On the other hand, his "nerves" spread out to every corner of the Gold Crystal Pyramid like invisible rays of light, turning the Gold Crystal Pyramid into an extension of his body.
But it was still not the end.
His "nerves" continued spreading out of the Gold Crystal Pyramid to every crevice and pathway, connecting with the nerves of countless people and sharing their vision through other people's visual nerves!
Li Yao saw from ten thousand different angles that something shocking seemed to be happening on the ground. Quite a few fully-armed crystal suit legions were stationed nearby. Dozens of hunting warships were cruising in the sky, too. The atmosphere was solemn, but the soldiers did not look aggressive at all. Instead, panic and confusion were written all over their faces.
Li Yao was greatly confused by the scene. He did not understand why Lei Chenghu mobilized so many soldiers to the top of the Gold Crystal Pyramid and why Boss Bai did not stop him.
However, he was more confused and delighted by his brand-new ability. If this was his "domain" after the upgrade, the range of the domain was unbelievably huge!
Even Blackstar the Great, who had advanced into the Divinity Branching Stage a thousand years ago, did not seem to have such unbelievable abilities.
In other words, even Wuying Qi did not awaken such ancient and clear primeval memories as Li Yao did.
Was it because of "Li Yao from Earth" again? Had his unique soul triggered a certain mutation that Wuying Qi could not have foreseen?
Li Yao still wanted to see more clearly, but the images around him suddenly shook. The tired and weak black tide hit him wave after wave, overturning him and making him fall into the bottomless abyss, returning to his original body.
He had gone too far, and had gone too far in his attempts.
He had just stepped into the Divinity Transformation Stage and was far from ready to reach the Divinity Branching Stage. Activating the techniques of the Divinity Branching Stage right now would be like a three-year-old carrying a thousand-kilogram rock. The only outcome was that he would be crushed into pieces.
"Sh * t!"
Li Yao secretly complained that he had wasted too much of his soul power and energy on the unpredictable mysteries of the universe. Those mysterious questions were important, but it was more important to face the life and the battle in front of him on the ground!
He had to wake up — really wake up in this three-dimensional universe.
It was a pity that he realized it too late. Ripples were still glittering on his body, as if he would disintegrate into colorful butterflies at any moment. His consciousness wandered for millions of years, not knowing whether he was a member of the Houyi Clan, a member of the Nuwa Clan, or a human being. For a moment, he even lost the sense of time, as if he were melting into his genes forever.
"Dad! Dad! "
Then, he heard the children's anxious cries, which turned into a ray of light, which turned into the sharpest axe and slashed the darkness that enshrouded him.
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