My whole family was brutally murdered? I awakened the thug system and went on a killing spree.

The fleeing soldiers below, who hadn't yet escaped the storm's reach, were frozen in their running postures by the extreme cold.

Frost climbed their heavy armor and invaded their lungs through their respiratory tracts. Seconds later, with a second surge of wind pressure, hundreds of living ice sculptures disintegrated into shards of ice scattered across the ground.

This was a large-scale, indiscriminate humane extermination. The villains' desperate struggle before their deaths plunged this land into an abyss of despair.

At the heart of the extreme cold storm, temperatures were so low they could crack the spatial barriers. And in the center of this eerie blue wasteland, a dark gold-colored body radiated terrifying heat.

Qin Meng stood still, his 300 points of physique operating at full power, his bodily functions breaking through the theoretical limits of carbon-based life.

The skin's surface glowed a dazzling, fiery red, and a physical temperature of up to three thousand degrees Celsius burst forth from the pores. This was not some mysterious fire magic, but pure heat energy generated by the extreme friction of the body's blood and energy.

Extreme low temperatures and extreme high temperatures collide head-on at this moment.

Before the ice crystals even reached within three meters of Qin Meng, they were forcibly sublimated into ultra-high-temperature water vapor. Dense white mist billowed and churned around Qin Meng.

Without adopting any defensive stance, he simply stepped onto the thick, hard blue ice.

The military boots landed, instantly vaporizing the ice and creating a perfectly round crater. Qin Meng strolled forward leisurely, facing the energy vortex powerful enough to slice special armor into metal fragments.

The storm blades, powerful enough to kill a seventh-level martial artist, struck the dark gold surface without leaving a single white mark. Instead, they dissipated into harmless breezes under the intense heat.

After taking a few steps, Qin Meng stopped in front of the old man from the Li family.

The old man's arms were still in the self-destruction mudra, and his eyeballs were bulging outwards due to excessive intracranial pressure.

He stared intently at the man so close to him, the madness in his eyes finally replaced by an overwhelming horror that defied all comprehension.

This desperate last resort couldn't even slow down the opponent's pace in the slightest.

A few meaningless gurgling sounds came from deep in his throat, and the old man completely lost any chance to resist.

Qin Meng raised his large hand, spread his five fingers, and covered the old man's face directly.

The stench of burning flesh, from the contact of three thousand degrees with the skin, was brutally interrupted by the grip of Qin Meng's five fingers.

To gather together. To exert force.

The old man's skull, along with the energy remnants within it undergoing a violent fusion, was inevitably reduced to dust under the pure pressure of three hundred points of physical strength.

Cerebrospinal fluid, bone meal, and pale blue energy fragments seeped from between his fingers, and before they even hit the ground, they were carbonized into a clump of ashes by the intense heat.

Without the caster's support, the raging extreme cold storm rapidly subsided and eventually calmed down.

Qin Meng flicked his wrist, brushing the bits of food off his knuckles. He turned his head, his gaze sweeping over the chaotic ruins. There were still a few survivors in the scene.

Dozens of meters away, Zhao Wuwei lay in a filthy mixture of ice shards and mud, the blood from his severed arm frozen by the low temperature, writhing in agony. Not far away, Wang Shoucai had long since lost the ability to speak; his obese body was soiled with excrement and urine, and he was mindlessly gnawing on a broken piece of blast-proof steel plate.

Qin Meng had no interest in tormenting a stray dog. He casually raised his right arm and swung it forward several times without warning.

【Characteristic: Punch Wind (Intermediate)】

Several high-pressure vacuum columns, each several meters in diameter, plowed across the earth's surface in a net-like pattern, compressing the space to an absolute vacuum wherever they passed.

Zhao Wuwei's wails stopped abruptly. His upper body vaporized from the friction of the vacuum cutting line, while his lower body fell to the ground.

Wang Shoucai's bloated body was instantly crushed by the violent air pressure, turning into an unrecognizable pile of mud along with the explosion-proof steel plate.

The dozen or so elite warriors from the aristocratic families who were hiding behind the rubble of the load-bearing wall at the far end were also cut in half by the aftershock.

The physical clearing was absolute and swift, leaving no living creature behind. The mining area returned to its deathly silence.

Far from the battlefield, in the rear of the surveillance area, the communications soldiers of the provincial capital's aristocratic family, who remained in the safe house, stared at the high-level life signs disappearing one after another on the radar screen, and all of them fell into a state of speechlessness.

Not even the slightest gasp could be heard on the entire communication channel; everyone was tightly covering their mouths.

Centuries of accumulated class confidence and common sense about martial arts were shattered in front of the air pressure column casually unleashed by that man.

After clearing the obstacles, Qin Meng turned around, his deep gaze fixed on the depths of the pit.

That cyan pillar of light, a hundred meters in diameter and shooting straight into the sky, was continuously spewing out primordial spiritual energy from the depths of the earth.

Along with the surge of spiritual energy came violent earth vein energy that had accumulated over millions of years.

At the edge of the beam of light, several abandoned heavy mining machines were merely grazed by the leaking baleful energy, causing their thick alloy bodies to be deconstructed at the molecular level and scattered into a sea of ​​iron sand.

A dozen kilometers away, on the rooftop of an abandoned high-rise building.

Jiang Nuonuo slumped onto the rough cement floor, the military high-powered binoculars beside her rolling to the side.

The night wind tousled her long hair, and her delicate face was flushed with excitement.

At the same time, the provincial spies scattered on the high ground around Jiangcheng held their breath.

Through remote optoelectronic equipment, they clearly saw Qin Meng's movements. The man was walking step by step toward the pillar of light gushing forth primordial spiritual energy.

Within these aristocratic families, there is a strict code of conduct for inheritance: primordial spiritual veins that have not been filtered and purified by large-scale rune arrays are equivalent to the most potent ninth-order poison.

The earth's malevolent energy contained within is extremely exclusive; not to mention flesh and blood, even magical artifacts mixed with rare metals would be assimilated into dust after going inside.

Only by using an expensive purification array to peel away the evil energy layer by layer can it be safely absorbed by high-level martial artists.

Trying to withstand it with your bare hands? That's just asking for death.

"What is he trying to do? To forcibly devour the primordial spiritual vein?" A Wang family informant gritted his teeth, his voice laced with an extremely faint sense of relief.

"Madman, what an ignorant, lowly brute. How could his coarse body contain the power of nature? If the evil energy enters his body, his meridians will surely carbonize on the spot, and he will explode and die!" Another voice echoed dryly in the encrypted channel.

These remarks became the only fig leaf left for these high-ranking lackeys after their cognition collapsed.

They stared wide-eyed, bloodshot eyes, trying to witness firsthand the madman's end, strangled by the rules of heaven and earth.

However, Qin Meng did not hesitate for even a moment and stepped into the core area of ​​the hundred-meter-long pillar of light.

The raging, chaotic azure spiritual energy, mixed with microscopic malevolent energy invisible to the naked eye, was like billions of nanoscale steel blades, frantically slicing at this outsider.

On the dark gold-black surface, tiny sparks burst forth one after another.

On the retina, the system panel's notification sounds appeared in a waterfall-like display.

[Encountering high-frequency earth vein energy cutting through it.]

[Vitality signs are being overwhelmed by excessive energy.]

[Battle-hardened Body triggered. Damage feedback is forcibly interrupted.]

[Initiate assimilation and absorption, transforming it into high-purity nutrients for the physical body.]