Super Gene Chapter 3459 - Reverse Stream

The Light Goddess observed a purple current erupting from the physique of Crape Myrtle. It was evident that his vigor was being siphoned away as well. She exclaimed urgently, “Mister, you must restart the geno hall and the universe immediately!”

A tremor racked the entirety of the geno hall, appearing as though it were being stripped right out of the fabric of space. Every God Spirit present understood that it wasn’t simply flaking away; the geno hall was being forcibly detached from the fundamental laws of existence. Control over the universe had slipped from its grasp.

This was clearly the result of the geno tablet’s overwhelming might, which had asserted itself as the new administrative authority over the universe, effectively displacing the geno hall.

“Mister, if we fail to execute that final, desperate maneuver now, all will be lost,” Moment God pleaded with frantic intensity. “Should we hesitate any longer, I fear there will be no second chance.”

Crape Myrtle watched as the geno hall was peeled away from the core laws of the cosmos, then shifted his gaze toward the evolution wall. His expression remained grim, yet he uttered not a single word.

Purple currents converged from every corner of the universe. As the fundamental essence of life began to wither, creatures across the realm found their physical forms undergoing bizarre transformations.

Initially, those who were frail and nearing death experienced a sudden, youthful revitalization. However, their excitement was short-lived as they realized a terrifying phenomenon was in progress.

The timelines of both universes were reversing. Historical events were actively being undone. As beings relived the past, they noticed something vital slipping away—yet, as they struggled to identify the loss, the memory of the loss itself vanished, leaving them questioning why they had been concerned in the first place.

Because they were far too weakened to comprehend, these creatures remained ignorant. As the temporal and spatial fabric of their existence regressed, the karmic threads—the causes tied to their lives—were being systematically erased. This was merely the start. While powerful entities could attempt to resist this force, they could only watch in horror as those around them dissolved, their very fates being unraveled and cast into oblivion. The sheer shock of this realization was beyond measure.

“Damn it! What exactly is Qin Xiu planning?” A terrifying roar erupted from the factions of the God Chaos Party. They could feel the profound changes manifesting within their own bodies.

These elites were immensely powerful; although they lacked the strength to reverse time, they were keenly aware that portions of their own memories were being scrubbed away.

For beings of such evolved stature, even trivial details remained etched in their minds. Lacking the capacity to forget, they realized only one conclusion was plausible: the causal connections holding their reality together were being obliterated, stripping them of their memories.

The stronger the entity, the greater their terror. They witnessed the sheer difficulty of reaching their current state of evolution fading into nothingness. For them, this reversal of space and time was the ultimate catastrophe.

More chilling was the uncertainty of Qin Xiu’s intent. If he pushed the timeline back to a period before their very births, their future existence—and their current peaks—might never have occurred. No one could predict the outcome. “Damn it,” Moon God muttered, a look of pure dread crossing her face. “Qin Xiu isn't just reversing time and space; he’s attempting to delete this entire existence. He seeks to force the universe back to the era before his sister bestowed her blood upon him.” Tai Yi watched his own power dissipating and coldly remarked, “You are correct. Time and space cannot be reversed. True erasure is the only path. He intends to wipe the slate clean and restart the cosmos entirely.”

“If these realms are truly wiped away, can the past continue to persist?” Moon God inquired.

“It is impossible to know, as such a feat has never been accomplished,” Tai Yi replied. “Even God Spirits only regress to past states; they merely revisit specific scenes, not truly reverse the flow. Qin Xiu is the first to defy such boundaries, and his sheer conviction has granted him the capability to act upon it.”

“So what? Just because he believes it doesn't mean we should sacrifice our lives for his ambition. No! We must intervene,” Moon God said, grinding her teeth in defiance.

She had only just reunited with Tai Yi. The struggles of her past had been grueling, and even if Qin Xiu could turn back the clock, she had no desire to relive that suffering.

“It is too late,” Tai Yi sighed. “There is no one left capable of stopping him.” “Even if you and Crape Myrtle combined your strengths, would it not be enough?” Moon God pressed.

Tai Yi shook his head. “No. Had Qin Xiu not defeated Bao’er or unlocked her potential, perhaps there would have been a chance. Now, he is untouchable. His power is now equivalent to a universe, and with the geno tablet under his command—the ruler of it all—he draws upon the strength of the entire cosmos. Combined with Bao’er’s own universal magnitude, no power can rival him. We can only gamble on his outcome.”

As Tai Yi spoke, scores of terrifying beings tore through space. They flocked toward Qin Xiu, united by a desperate mandate to stop the reversal of reality.

Members of the God Chaos Party, various God Spirits, and the elite Break World warriors joined forces with the inhabitants of Space Garden. Friend and foe alike had set aside their grievances to combat their shared enemy: Qin Xiu.

He had become the adversary of every elite across the two universes. No one wished to be stricken from the record of existence.

A formidable power rippled through reality, capable of shattering all things, yet Qin Xiu sat serenely atop the geno tablet, cradling Wan’er. He gazed at her with tenderness, completely ignoring the tide of elites swarming toward him in numbers that obscured both the sky and the land. He did not even bother to look up.

Regardless of the strength possessed by these attackers, as they drew near to the geno tablet, their power rapidly withered. By the time they struck, the tablet merely emitted a halo that absorbed their strength without a trace.

The geno tablet feasted upon their power. Even as these creatures fought with terrifying ferocity, the rate at which they were being consumed was exponential.

The entirety of the universe was caught in a nightmarish spectacle. Beings trembled, casting looks of hatred and profound fear toward Qin Xiu.

Some refused to yield, hurling themselves against the tablet, only for their efforts to accelerate the temporal collapse. Their drained life force served only to fuel the geno tablet’s dominion.

As they watched their kindred, their homes, and even their rivals fade into nonexistence—as the mountains, rivers, and stars rearranged themselves and the seas returned to their origins—despair settled heavily over every corner of the universe.

“Gods above, save us!” The heavens burned with a violet hue. Countless spirits wailed in desperation as they dissolved, and their pleas went unanswered; even the God Spirits were not spared. Their statues crumbled as time regressed to a period before the gods had ever walked the earth.