Fifth Tier Seventh Level!

Fifth Tier Seventh Level!

Current Kill Points: 10858860

Lin Ming glanced at his current Kill Points. They had actually surpassed ten million. It had to be said that this was his greatest asset yet.

After all, he had killed a Sixth-Tier Mutated Beast by fighting above his level, and he had slaughtered his way here from the rear of the Mutated Beast army... Even he had no idea how many he had killed to earn so many Kill Points.

System, allocate all Kill Points to raising my martial cultivation realm!

Lin Ming issued the command.

Ding! Consuming 10800000... You have successfully advanced to Fifth Tier Seventh Level!

Less than ten seconds passed.

Lin Ming opened his eyes again.

There seemed to be no change in them. They remained calm and unfathomable.

Yet Xiao Wuhen inexplicably felt that Lin Ming... seemed somewhat different?

He could not say exactly what was different. It was just an instinct, as though an even deeper, more terrifying power lay dormant within Lin Ming, perfectly restrained.

"Now, it should be enough." Lin Ming rose to his feet and rolled his wrists, producing soft cracks from his joints. He looked at Xiao Wuhen, his tone flat yet carrying unquestionable confidence.

"Let's go."

"Huh?" Xiao Wuhen looked utterly bewildered. "Go where?"

"To the banquet." That cold curve appeared at the corner of Lin Ming's lips again. "Then kill someone."

"N-No, Lin Ming, wait!" Xiao Wuhen panicked. "What do you mean, enough? What exactly did you do? Liu Wuxin is Sixth Tier! And there are so many Fifth-Tier fighters! We..."

"I just raised my cultivation a little." Lin Ming cut him off, saying it as casually as if he were saying, "I had a meal."

Raised his cultivation a little? Xiao Wuhen was even more