High Martial Arts: Slay enemies to become stronger, forge invincibility from billions of corpses.

In the quiet room, Song Chen sat cross-legged on a chair, with the Tianjun Blade resting on his knees.

The military camp outside the window gradually quieted down from its bustling activity. The footsteps of the changing of the guard, the commands of the patrol team, and the hum of the psionic cannons charging on the city wall became a low background sound in the dead of night.

He did not light a lamp, and the golden patterns of the Eye of Truth glowed faintly in the darkness.

The system panel floated in my eyes.

[Kill System]

[Host: Song Chen]

[Rank: Fourth-Tier Martial Artist, Fourth-Tier Superpower User]

[Qi and Blood Value: 5120]

【Mental Power: 5060】

[Kill Value: 3120060]

[Special Abilities: Thunderous Roar of the Nine Heavens (Rank A), Eye of Truth (Rank S)]

His gaze fell on the Nine Heavens Thunderclap, an A-level lightning-type ability.

This is his most important superpower, which he has been using since Anning City.

In the deep sea, on the plateau, amidst the beast tides of Qinghu Base City, and underground in the ruins of Changqing City, it accompanied him in every battle.

The Thunderous Annihilation Blade's blade energy is driven by it, the sevenfold superposition of the Heavenly Thunder Seven Slashes is supported by it, and the ultimate speed of the Gale Wings is unleashed by it.

Is it enough? At present, it is.

But to face Sirius in the Arctic, an A-level qualification isn't enough.

The system shop's ability upgrade interface unfolds before your eyes.

[Nine Heavens Thunder (Rank A) → Nine Heavens Heavenly Thunder (Rank S)]

[Kill Points Required for Upgrade: 1800000]

One million eight hundred thousand, I can afford it, I've been promoted.

"Upgrade to the Nine Heavens Thunderclap".

[Do you wish to consume 1800000 kill points to upgrade the superpower Nine Heavens Thunder (Rank A) to Nine Heavens Heavenly Thunder (Rank S)?]

"Yes."

The 1.8 million kill points disappeared from the panel.

The next moment, the lightning-type spiritual energy within him exploded.

The lightning-based spiritual energy flowing through every blood vessel, every meridian, and every cell simultaneously began to collapse.

After the collapse comes the reorganization. Lightning-type spiritual energy reconstructs the flow path in his meridians, like a riverbed being raised, doubling the speed, depth, and impact of the water flow.

Intense pain exploded from the depths of every meridian. The old meridian pathways could not withstand the intensity of the S-level lightning-type spiritual energy and were forcibly stretched, widened, and reshaped.

Song Chen gripped the scabbard of the Tianjun Blade tightly, without making a sound.

Ten minutes later, the pain began to subside.

Song Chen opened his eyes, loosened his right hand from the scabbard, and spread his five fingers.

With palms facing up, a bolt of lightning rose from the palm of the hand with a thought.

This was a bolt of lightning, pure gold with a hint of purple.

Thunder danced in his palm, like a tamed young dragon.

He could feel the direction of every current, starting from the palm, extending along the five fingers to the fingertips, jumping, forking, and then returning at the fingertips.

His control has also greatly improved. He can condense the lightning into a spherical ball of lightning in his palm, or he can make it explode into ten thousand electric wires thinner than a hair, each of which moves independently.

He clenched his fist, the lightning receded, and he vanished.

Then reopen the system store and go to the pill category.

[Heavenly Fate Blood Pill: S-grade pill, permanently increases health and mana upon consumption. Requires 500000 kill points per pill]

He tapped the panel twice with his finger.

One million kill points were deducted, and two Heavenly Fate Blood Pills fell into his palm from the system space.

He picked one up, put it in his mouth, and felt the familiar warmth coursing through his body.

The blood and qi levels begin to rise.

It took him about half an hour to fully absorb the medicinal power of the first pill. Without stopping, he immediately picked up the second pill and put it in his mouth.

An hour later.

Song Chen opened his eyes, and the final number was displayed on the system panel.

[Qi and Blood Value: 5421]

Qi and blood reached 5400.

He looked at the number, satisfied, and then went into the shower room.

Hot water is poured from head to toe to wash away the impurities on the surface of the skin.

Water flowed over the web of my left hand, and the wound had completely healed. The new skin was slightly pink, a shade lighter than the surrounding skin.

He put on martial arts attire, which was old and worn out.

Song Chen was in a great mood and decided to go out and have a look.

The military camp at night was not as quiet as he had imagined.

A bonfire burned in the center of the parade ground, its light casting flickering shadows on the faces of the soldiers sitting around it.

They were supposed to be sleeping in the barracks, but they weren't.

Someone is repeatedly playing a video on their phone.

The video was filmed by Han Duo.

From a perspective shot from 3,000 meters above the ground, a person leaps out of a spaceship, crashing into the center of a horde of beasts like a meteorite, and then begins a massacre.

The final scene shows the Azure Scale Dragon Hunter. The man catches the bone spike with his left hand, then stabs it into the dragon's shoulder joint with his other hand, before piercing its chest cavity with a single blow and dragging it back by its tail.

The video played over and over again.

The soldiers around the campfire shouted every time they looked at it, their voices already hoarse, but they kept shouting.

Some people are arguing about the details.

"The third cut was made from the side; look at the angle of the Deinosuchus's right forelimb."

"After catching the dragon's bone spike, he used a backhand stab, a backhand stab. Who in their right mind would use a backhand stab to catch a bone spike?"

A veteran stood up, holding a training wooden knife, and imitated Song Chen's action of cutting into the armpit of a bladed dragon.

He bent over, turned sideways, and slipped through the gap between the imagined lizard's left forelimb and torso, then thrust out with a backhand.

His movements were clumsy, his center of gravity unstable, and he almost fell. The people around the campfire burst into laughter.

"Old Li, come on, your back looks like a frozen porcupine."

"If you can do it, then you do it!"

Another veteran took the wooden knife, tried it out, and was just as clumsy.

He shook his head and put down the wooden knife.

"I've practiced swordsmanship for twenty years, and I've never seen anyone use a sword like this before."

Song Chen watched for a while, but he didn't go over to discuss it with them.

If he were to join, everyone would feel too restricted.

After watching for a while, he turned around and went back to the quiet room.

After daybreak, the preparations entered their third day.

The pace of life in the military camp is much faster than it was two days ago.

The staff officers who were deliberating over the attack route yesterday are now pushing the red and blue markers on the sand table at lightning speed.

The calibration of the psionic cannon array was completed before noon, and the craftsmen engraved the calibration date and the operator's name on the body of each cannon.

The superpowered squad completed its final rehearsal, consisting of water and ice-based control teams, lightning and fire-based assault teams, and wind-based speed support teams.

The three lines spread out in formation on the playground, their coordination as seamless as the three gears of a machine.

The cavalry replaced all the horseshoes with new ones. The new horseshoes were made overnight by blacksmiths in the Northern Plains. They were made of an alloy mixed with psionic powder, which gave them 30% better grip on the frozen ground than the old ones.

He Beiting stood in front of the sand table in the command hall and marked the reconnaissance route of the last batch of scouts.

At 2 p.m., a spaceship appeared on the horizon of Kitahara.

This wasn't a senator's personal spaceship; it was larger, with a dark blue hull and an emblem painted on its bow that Song Chen didn't recognize.

The spaceship landed outside the North Gate, the hatch opened, and the gangway was lowered.

The person who stepped down was a martial artist in his fifties, with spiritual energy fluctuations at the mid-fifth rank. He was thin and wore a dark brown robe.

He was followed by two fourth-rank attendants carrying a metal box.

The box is about two meters long and half a meter wide, with a dark gray alloy surface and psionic seal strips around its four corners.

The box was carried to Song Chen and put down.

The seal was torn open by the follower, emitting a low, audible sound of psychic energy being released.

The lid of the box is opened.

Inside is a suit of armor, with each part fixed to a support frame inside the box.

The breastplate, shoulder armor, arm armor, leg armor, and boots—every plate was a deep, dark silver.