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

Those deadly auras that were enough to destroy an eighth-level martial arts master became the most efficient genetic fuel in the face of the tyrannical and unreasonable abnormal characteristics of the "Hundred Battles Body".

Qin Meng found the standing posture too inefficient for absorbing light, so he sat down cross-legged right at the source of the light pillar.

With his base physique stat of 300 points combined with the operation of his supernatural powers, he transformed into a supermassive black hole with infinite gravitational pull.

Strange phenomena are occurring frequently.

The hundred-meter-long beam of light, which had been shooting straight into the night sky, was subjected to an extremely terrifying pulling force.

The shape of the pillar of light began to drastically deform, the cyan light in the middle and upper section quickly dimmed, and a massive amount of solidified liquid spiritual energy poured down, forming a huge funnel-shaped vortex that rushed straight towards Qin Meng's crown chakra.

The creation of heaven and earth was brutally and forcibly stuffed into carbon-based cells.

A thunderous roar, like the cry of a dragon and the howl of a tiger, erupted from deep within Qin Meng's bone marrow. The churning of his internal organs sounded like the steam hammer of a heavy factory, vibrating the surrounding crystallized rock layers.

The cracks on his black and red body surface, caused by the extreme heat, did not heal; instead, they began to seep out an ancient, obscure dark red pattern.

The Dao patterns spread along the lines of his muscles, flickering in and out with his breathing.

The values ​​on the attribute panel have entered a rampage mode.

Physical attributes fluctuate: 350……420……510.

Moreover, the environmental backlash caused by forcibly seizing such a rare opportunity was entirely judged by the system as damage, and the violence value also increased by hundreds of thousands.

Qin Meng's life level is breaking through the genetic shackles that have plagued humanity for thousands of years, and is rushing headlong into the abyss that even the gods would fear.

Under the frantic suction of external forces, the beam of light shrank smaller and smaller. The last shred of rationality of those aristocratic spies who had been hiding in the shadows, staring intently at the screen hoping for Qin Meng's explosion, crumbled.

They witnessed firsthand how a massive spiritual vein, capable of sustaining the provincial capital's aristocratic families for centuries, was drained into a stagnant pool of water on the verge of drying up by a man who came from the slums, using the most primitive and savage methods of plunder.

Class arrogance became a complete joke in the face of such earth-shaking power. The sky over Jiangcheng had truly changed.

The cyan pillar of light underground finally ran out of fuel. The last drop of liquid spiritual energy was inhaled into Qin Meng's nasal cavity.

A dull, heavy thud resonated from deep within the bones. The system panel on my retina scrolled wildly before settling on an appalling number.

Physical Strength: 612 points.

This value has already exceeded the theoretical upper limit of human gene sequencing.

Qin Meng opened his eyes. His pupils were filled with dense, dark red Dao patterns, and a terrifying, fierce light emanated from them without any concealment.

The surrounding crystallized rock layers, once as hard as iron, had now turned into brittle powder. A night wind blew, and dust filled the air. The entire Jiangcheng spiritual vein, which had nurtured the city for thousands of years, had been drained dry by him in the most savage way.

He stood up. The joints all over his body rubbed together, producing a series of harsh, metallic clanging sounds. He casually raised his right hand, his five fingers slowly closing.

The air molecules were violently compressed by this unreasonable force, and a miniature white high-pressure gas cloud formed out of thin air in the palm of the hand. With a crisp bang, the gas cloud burst open, instantly creating a Category 12 hurricane that lifted an abandoned heavy mining truck hundreds of meters away into the air.

"I used a bit too much force," Qin Meng muttered.

He glanced down at his bare upper body. The combat uniform he had been wearing earlier had long since turned to dust in the 3,000-degree heat.

System settlement information appears in a timely manner.

With physical constitution surpassing the 500 mark, the life level ushered in its third leap.

Intermediate Divine Healing advances to Advanced Immortality. Limb regeneration is now a basic ability; even if the heart is ripped out and the internal organs are shattered, as long as the brainstem remains, the body can be reconstructed within three minutes.

The Elementary Divine Power, the Hundred Battles Body, has undergone a profound evolution. It has gained the passive trait: Energy Absorption Valve. Any form of external energy attack, as long as it does not exceed the absolute threshold that the current physique can withstand, will be forcibly converted into bio-electrical energy, nourishing the body.

This physical body became an energy black hole that only takes in energy and never lets it out.

On the outskirts of Jiangcheng, the sky began to lighten with the first hint of dawn.

A heavily modified off-road vehicle sped along the dilapidated road and came to an abrupt stop at the edge of the mining area.

The car door was kicked open. Jiang Nuonuo scrambled out of the car.

She was wearing only a thin silk nightgown, wrapped in an oversized, ill-fitting military coat, her bare feet treading on the ground strewn with ice shards and sharp pebbles. Her soles were cut and bleeding, but she seemed oblivious to the pain.

This once arrogant young lady from the Jiang family in the provincial capital, who treated the lower classes like dogs, was panting heavily as she ran and collapsed two meters away from Qin Meng's feet.

She dared not get too close. The terrifying residual heat emanating from Qin Meng's body had baked the surrounding soil into a glassy crystal.

"Master...Master." Jiang Nuonuo's voice was extremely hoarse.

She lay face down on the ground, her forehead pressed against the scorched earth, in the most standard prostration posture. Her eyes held no trace of the dignity and principles befitting a wealthy heiress from the provincial capital; they were filled only with a morbid fanaticism and absolute submission to extreme violence.

Qin Meng glanced down at her.

"What are you doing here?" he asked curtly.

"Report the news!" Jiang Nuonuo suddenly raised her head, her delicate face covered in mud, yet she laughed heartily. "The detection radars in Jiangcheng are all paralyzed, but the soul tablets in the provincial capital are shattered everywhere! Ye Wujiang, Li Shiyi, Zhao Wuwei... and two eighth-level protectors, their life tablets have all exploded! The four major families in the provincial capital are now in complete chaos!"

She swallowed hard and continued her report at breakneck speed, her voice trembling with excitement.

"Zhao Zhenhai, the head of the Zhao family, has just overstepped his authority and activated the highest-level cross-city strike plan. They have used the 'Heavenly Punishment' matrix."

Qin Meng pinched the back of his neck, making a cracking sound.

"What exactly is the Heavenly Punishment Matrix?"

Jiang Nuonuo raised her voice and explained in detail. "That's a near-Earth orbit kinetic energy weapon system left over from the old era. It's like a 'Rod of God' loaded with high-density tungsten steel alloy. It doesn't use conventional gunpowder; it's launched from outer space purely by gravitational acceleration. One falling weapon generates enough kinetic energy to pierce through the tectonic plate where Jiangcheng is located."

The old guys in the provincial capital were terrified by Qin Meng's feat of single-handedly killing two eighth-level opponents, and they didn't dare send anyone to engage in close combat. Instead, they chose to physically wipe out the city.

"Kill millions of civilians in Lianjiang City at once?" Qin Meng asked.

"The lives of the lower classes are less than weeds in their eyes." When Jiang Nuonuo said this, it sounded more like she was mocking her own family.

Qin Meng kicked a charred rock at his feet. The rock broke the sound barrier and smashed into a crater ten meters in diameter on a mountain several kilometers away.

"Orbital weapons." He stroked his stubble-covered chin.

After his physique surpassed 600, the violent streak in his bones yearned to test whether his body could withstand the kinetic energy of the celestial foundation. But he had no intention of standing in the wilderness as a live target.