Super Gene Chapter 3455 - I Have Been Waiting for You

When the Human King’s universe-level strike was on the verge of hitting Bao’er, a catastrophe seemed inevitable. Yet, the force suddenly locked in place, as if solidified in the vacuum of space, halting just three feet away from her.

A wave of relief swept over the onlookers. Initially, they prayed for Han Sen’s return, but the reality was far more twisted. Nothing had blocked the Human King’s path; he simply lowered his head while locked in his punch, his frame trembling violently where he stood.

“Truly humiliating,” a voice emanated from the Human King’s throat. The tone, however, was fundamentally alien to the one they had heard before.

The observers gasped in confusion, but their apprehension turned to dread upon hearing the King’s next words. The voice trembled, raw with disbelief: “You… how could you do this?”

It was unmistakably the Human King speaking, yet his voice lacked its customary arrogance, betraying a deep, visceral terror.

“My intention was to wait until my soul and this vessel were fully synchronized before reclaiming it, but your pathetic display forced my hand prematurely. It seems I must assume control now,” the cold, majestic voice declared. It was clear to every witness that while the words originated from the Human King’s body, his spirit had been supplanted.

“Qin Xiu… Master…” some members of the God Chaos Party whispered, identifying the presence.

“Qin Xiu? This is impossible. Surely this stands as the greatest reversal in the history of the universe. Is he truly living?” Chaos and Crape Myrtle were stunned. From the Human King’s shaking form, a new voice echoed: “This body belongs to me, you foolish pawn. Your belief that you could usurp it was nothing but an arrogant delusion. I merely allowed your charade to continue. Observe: my soul is the only one fit for this vessel. Your tattered spirit has already been devoured. You are incapable of opposition.”

“Does your struggle even matter?” With those words, the Human King’s posture straightened, and his purple hair ignited, surging into the heavens bathed in an eerie violet glow.

His head tilted upward, revealing eyes pulsating with four distinct pupils. Within each eye, the pupils began to shift, one expanding as the other contracted until they merged.

“No… this cannot be!” the Human King shrieked. Then, silence—only two pupils remained.

His stature underwent a subtle yet profound transformation. He seemed like an entirely different entity, radiating a presence of overwhelming authority.

Though the physical form remained identical, the aura it projected was utterly transformed, instilling a primal dread in all who watched.

“Leader…” Many warriors of the Blood Legion looked on, their faces drained of color, unable to comprehend the shift. The Human King, who had once claimed to absorb Qin Xiu, was now being overridden, with Qin Xiu systematically refinement of the soul occurring in reverse.

Chaos and Crape Myrtle felt no joy in this development. While the Human King had been powerful, he was erratic and lacked mastery over his borrowed strength. If the body now belonged to Qin Xiu, Bao’er’s prospects for victory were bleak indeed.

Qin Xiu turned his gaze toward Bao’er and began to approach.

“Don’t you dare hurt my big sister!” Han Ling’er cried, throwing herself in front of Bao’er with arms spread wide, staring defiantly at Qin Xiu. He merely offered a faint smile: “You must be Han Ling’er.”

“So what if I am?” Han Ling’er replied, though her voice shook with instinctive fear.

“Not bad,” Qin Xiu remarked. “With your potential, should you realize your full growth, you could indeed reach that step. Truly, few in this universe can surpass you.”

“At least you recognize my strength,” Han Ling’er retorted. “Have you not heard of Big Sister Bao’er?”

“You are far too young. I cannot wait for you to reach your peak.” Without warning, Qin Xiu extended his hand. An invisible force snatched Han Ling’er from the ground, drawing her into his sleeve.

“Release her!” Huangfu Jing, Wang Yuhang, and others charged forward despite their physical limitations.

Qin Xiu’s gaze fixed upon them. Time itself seemed to curdle; their bodies were pinned in place, utterly immobilized.

“I am not the Human King,” Qin Xiu stated calmly. “I have no desire to slaughter a child.” He flicked his hand, and Han Ling’er was tossed safely away.

She collided with Huangfu Jing, who had regained her mobility. Huangfu Jing caught her, watching as Han Ling’er reverted from her spirit form.

“See to her! This fight is far beyond your current station.” Dismissing them, Qin Xiu returned his attention to Bao’er.

Bao’er stood motionless, meeting his gaze. She had faced the Human King without a hint of hesitation, but in the presence of Qin Xiu, she felt the crushing weight of an absolute, superior power.

“Bao’er, flee!” Chaos tore through the fabric of space to stand between them, reaching out to shunt Bao’er to safety. But before her touch could land, she felt an insurmountable barrier freeze her movements.

Qin Xiu looked at her and said, “Mister Leader, in many ways, you were a mother to me. I owe you gratitude for my existence.”

“If you still honor the past, why not show some mercy and let Bao’er depart?” Trapped and trembling, Chaos realized how vastly underestimated the power of true Universe-class beings had been. Even in her current diminished state, she should not have been this easily restrained, yet Qin Xiu had done so effortlessly.

Qin Xiu’s expression remained glacial as he replied, “My patience has run out. I apologize, but she must stay.”

As he spoke, he drew his hand across his left wrist. Droplets of purple, crystal-like blood welled up, floating through the air toward Bao’er.

“Drink this. It will accelerate the fusion of your gene seed. I shall wait patiently for your progress.” Qin Xiu let the wound bleed freely.

The onlookers were stunned. None had anticipated this madness. Compared to the erratic Human King, Qin Xiu was truly a profound enigma.