Adding Points to Advance, Tier Two Third Layer!

Adding Points to Advance, Tier Two Third Layer! "Hisss!"

"Roar!"

Three figures radiating powerful auras pounced at Lin Ming from different directions!

A Tier Two Swiftshadow Leopard, a Tier Two Ironback Dire Wolf, and a Tier Two Venom Spider!

They were not lacking in intelligence. They could see that Lin Ming was the spiritual pillar of this group of human "cannon fodder." As long as they killed him, the humans' resistance would collapse!

"Madman Lin! Watch out!"

"Fuck! Three Tier Twos! Fall back!"

Old Wang, Old Black, and the others were so anxious their eyes had turned red. They wanted to rush over and support him, but they themselves were tightly entangled by First Realm Mutated Beasts several times their number. They could barely protect themselves.

Lin Ming was instantly surrounded by three Tier Two Mutated Beasts! The pressure surged!

His gaze turned icy as he pushed the Heaven-Splitting Three Forms to their limit. Spear shadows coiled like dragons as he struggled under the joint assault of the three Tier Two Mutated Beasts!

The Heaven-Splitting Three Forms were powerful, but he was only at the peak of the First Realm. His vitality and blood were limited, and facing three Tier Twos at once still put him under immense pressure.

But Lin Ming was ruthless. A cold glint flashed in his eyes. He endured a claw strike from the Ironback Dire Wolf on his left shoulder, and the spear in his hand erupted with unprecedented light as he unleashed the Heaven-Splitting Three Forms—Mountain Splitter and Wave Severing—in rapid succession.

Trading injury for life, his spear tip clung like a maggot to the bone. It precisely seized the instant of stiffness after the Venom Spider spat out its venom, piercing through its relatively fragile compound eyes and shredding its brain!

[Killed Tier Two First Layer · Venom Spider. Kill Points obtained: 1000. Rank-leaping reward: 2000. Total: 3000.]

His Kill Points rose by another three thousand!

But the agonizing pain of the bone cracking in his left shoulder made his movements falter. The Swiftshadow Leopard's claws and the Ironback Dire Wolf's gaping maw were already attacking him at the same time!

At the critical moment, Lin Ming fiercely planted his spear into the ground, using the force to retreat rapidly. At the same time, the Ironstep Armor beneath his feet was pushed to the limit, and his body drifted like a willow catkin.

He narrowly escaped the pincer attack of the two Tier Two Mutated Beasts and retreated without looking back toward a relatively intact shelter behind him!

"Madman Lin retreated?!"

"He's injured! He can't hold on!"

"It's over... even Madman Lin has retreated..."

The Death Squad members who had been watching Lin Ming saw him retreat in defeat, covered in blood. The courage and resolve they had forcibly summoned instantly cracked, their morale visibly plummeting as the defensive line became precarious once more.

Su Yunwan noticed the situation as well, and her heart sank.

She could understand Lin Ming's choice. Facing the combined attack of three Tier Twos, retreating was wise. But at a moment like this, his withdrawal dealt a fatal blow to morale.

So... it still wasn't enough?

She sighed inwardly. The curiosity and shock she had just begun to feel toward Lin Ming turned into a trace of regret.

Learning the Heaven-Splitting Three Forms in the midst of battle and killing enemies above his rank was already a miracle, but human strength ultimately had its limits.

Yet no one knew that—

Lin Ming retreated behind that half-collapsed concrete shelter. With his back against the cold wall, he panted heavily. The piercing pain in his left shoulder made cold sweat seep from his forehead. Yet there was not a trace of panic or despair in his eyes, only icy madness.

He closed his eyes and sank his consciousness into his mind.

[Current Kill Points: 21215!]

More than twenty-one thousand points! Most of them had come from the enormous rewards for killing two Tier Two Mutated Beasts above his rank just now!

"System! Raise my martial realm! Use all available Kill Points, prioritize advancing my realm!"

[Command confirmed. Detected that the host's 'First Realm · Iron Bone (Ninth Layer Peak)' can be advanced to 'Second Realm · Dragon Tendon (Third Layer).' Kill Points required: 10000. Confirm?]

"Confirm!"

[10000 Kill Points consumed. Beginning simulated cultivation infusion...]

BOOM!!!

A heat current more immense and violent than any before erupted like a volcanic explosion from his dantian and the deepest reaches of his limbs and bones!

This time, it was not merely the tempering of his bones, but the stretching, connecting, and strengthening of the major tendons throughout his body! It was as if countless tiny flood dragons had awakened within him, struggling and unfurling, producing sharp bang bang sounds like bowstrings drawn taut!

His vitality and blood surged like a river bursting through a dike, racing wildly through meridians widened several times over with a rumbling roar! A faint gleam of vitality and blood, carrying a metallic sheen, involuntarily seeped from Lin Ming's body!

Breaking from the First Realm into the Second Realm was an initial leap in the level of life!

It was a comprehensive elevation in strength, speed, reaction, endurance, and recovery!

The Dragon Tendon realm in particular cultivated the major tendons, bringing a qualitative transformation to a martial artist's explosive power, flexibility, and sustained combat ability!

Lin Ming abruptly opened his eyes!

A brilliant gleam shot from them like two tangible bolts of cold lightning, flashing through the darkness behind the shelter!

The aura around him surged explosively, becoming several times more powerful than before! An invisible pressure belonging to a Second Realm martial artist naturally spread outward!

[Advancement complete.]

[Current martial realm: Second Realm · Dragon Tendon (Third Layer)]

[Remaining Kill Points: 11215.]

"Still not enough!" Lin Ming felt the surging power within him, his gaze falling on the Heaven-Splitting Three Forms. At the Mastery level, it had already allowed him to kill enemies above his rank. If it could advance further...

"System, raise my mastery of the Heaven-Splitting Three Forms!"

[Command confirmed. Raising 'Heaven-Splitting Three Forms' from 'Mastery' to 'Great Mastery' requires 10000 Kill Points. Confirm?]

"Confirm!"

[10000 Kill Points consumed. Beginning infusion...]

Even vaster and more profound insights into spear techniques poured into the depths of his soul like an overturned galaxy!

The weight of Mountain Splitter was not merely power, but a "force" that suppressed all things. The unbroken flow of Wave Severing was not merely technique, but an "intent" that divided yin from yang.

The ethereality of Heaven-Splitting was not merely a move, but the embryonic form of a "Dao" that brushed against the surface of laws... Countless subtle insights regarding the three-form combination, the unity of vitality, blood, and spirit, and drawing upon the power of heaven and earth fused together seamlessly!

[Infusion complete. Heaven-Splitting Three Forms: Great Mastery.]

[Remaining Kill Points: 1215.]

In less than two minutes of "breathing room"—

Outside, the Death Squad's defensive line was already on the verge of collapse under the charge led by the two Tier Two Mutated Beasts. Casualties were severe, and they were about to break.

Su Yunwan's battle with the Blood Wolf King had also entered its fiercest stage. Blood trickled from the corner of her lips; she had clearly suffered internal injuries. She only managed to keep the Wolf King pinned down with sheer ruthlessness and exquisite spearwork.

The next moment!

That half-collapsed concrete shelter exploded apart!

A figure walked out of it step by step like a ferocious beast breaking free of its shackles.

He still wore that tattered, bloodstained training uniform. He still held that dark, dull spear.

But at this moment, the aura around him was completely different!

Steady as a mountain, yet sharp as a divine weapon drawn from its sheath! Every step he took made the ground tremble faintly, as though Dragon Tendons were springing beneath his feet! Faint plumes of vitality and blood rose around him like wolf smoke—thin, yet undeniably real!

Second Realm! And not a low level of the Second Realm at that!

Su Yunwan caught sight of him amid the fierce battle. Her beautiful eyes widened instantly, and even the silver spear in her hand nearly stalled.

"What?! He... broke through?! At a time like this?! How is that possible?!"

The Blood Wolf King also sensed the newly emerged aura, one that even made it take notice. Its scarlet eyes narrowed.

The Death Squad members, who had already fallen into despair, saw that figure reappear with an aura several times stronger than before. Like drowning men grasping their final straw, the flame about to die out was doused in boiling oil!

"Lin... Madman Lin?! He's not dead?!"

"He... he seems stronger?!"

"It's the Second Realm! That's definitely a Second Realm aura! My god!"

"Kill!!! Madman Lin is back!!! Follow him and kill our way back!!!"

Despair was instantly replaced by near-maniacal excitement and hope!

The surviving Death Squad members erupted with their last reserves of strength. They desperately held back the beast horde's charge, their eyes fixed eagerly on that figure.

Lin Ming ignored the reactions around him. He raised the spear in his hand, its tip pointing at the two Tier Two Mutated Beasts—the Swiftshadow Leopard and Ironback Dire Wolf—that had paused warily at his appearance and were growling low, as well as the greater number of First Realm Mutated Beasts around them.

Then he moved. His body flickered like a ghost, crossing dozens of meters in an instant and appearing amid the beast horde!

The spear in his hand moved.

It was still the Heaven-Splitting Three Forms.

But the power, speed, and artistic conception it displayed now were as far beyond before as heaven from earth!

Spear shadows rose like mountains, shrouding all directions! Every thrust carried a piercing shriek and crushing pressure!

Those First Realm Mutated Beasts, whether the thick-skinned Ironhide Rhinos or Shadow Cats swift as the wind, were like paper beneath his spear!

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The spear tip jabbed, pierced, swept, and smashed! Wherever it passed, First Realm Mutated Beasts fell in swathes like harvested wheat! Not one could withstand a single exchange!

[Killed First Realm Eighth Rank · Ironhide Rhino. Kill Points obtained: 20.]

[Killed First Realm Seventh Rank · Shadow Cat. Kill Points obtained: 10.]

[Killed First Realm Ninth Rank · Thorn Snake. Kill Points obtained: 30.]

Lin Ming's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

The Kill Points were pitifully few.

Sure enough, as his strength rose, killing enemies weaker than himself brought drastically reduced returns. The system was forcing him to challenge stronger opponents and carry out more efficient slaughter.

His icy gaze locked onto the two Tier Two Mutated Beasts, which had grown increasingly restless because of his slaughtering efficiency.

Now, it was time to collect some worthwhile "interest."

He wanted to see just how many Kill Points his current self—Tier Two Third Layer, with the Heaven-Splitting Three Forms at Great Mastery—could gain from killing these Early Tier Two and mid-tier Tier Two Mutated Beasts.

Lin Ming flicked his wrist, shaking the black blood from his spear tip, then slowly raised it toward the two Tier Two Mutated Beasts.

A new round of even more efficient slaughter—

Was about to begin.