A million Kill Points—was that expensive? For other martial artists, it might have been an astronomical figure they could never save up in a lifetime.
But for Lin Ming, who had the system and was in the Special Training Camp, a "monster-farming paradise," Kill Points could be earned again as long as he had time. Yet an opportunity that could transform the very essence of his talent was likely one of a kind!
"System, confirm talent ascension. Advance to the 'Asura War God Physique'!" Lin Ming gave the command decisively in his heart without the slightest hesitation.
[Command confirmed. Consuming 1000000 Kill Points. Beginning talent ascension...]
Bzzzzz!!!
An indescribable agony and burning heat, as though it came from the deepest depths of his soul, instantly swept through Lin Ming's entire body!
It was as if every cell were being torn apart, shattered, then reorganized and reborn under some higher power!
Numbing itching and piercing pain came from deep within his marrow. His blood surged and roared through his veins like boiling magma, his bones crackled densely like popping beans, and his muscles and tendons stretched and strengthened without end.
An even more vast and majestic aura burst from every pore of his body, carrying ancient desolation along with boundless battle intent and savage ferocity!
The air in the small room instantly became thick and heavy. Dark golden blood-energy smoke faintly rose above his head, only to be forcibly confined within the room.
More intricate and profound dark golden patterns emerged across his skin, vaguely forming images of ancient war gods waging war against heaven and earth.
Within his eyes, dark golden light burned like two tiny suns—blazing and cold, as though it could pierce through illusions and see directly into the essence of all things.
The ascension process