High Martial Arts: Slay enemies to become stronger, forge invincibility from billions of corpses.

Hudson Bay Icefield.

Temperatures in the northern Canadian wilderness are consistently below -20 degrees Celsius, and the ice sheet over Hudson Bay is more than 100 meters thick.

The white figure of the sixth-tier Ice Fang Tiger raced across the ice plains, each step shattering several meters of ice.

It is the second of the two Tier 6 Beast Kings in the Great Lakes region. After the death of the Earth-Splitting Bear King, it ran thousands of kilometers north from Lake Superior, crossing the entire Canadian wilderness, with its goal at the northernmost Arctic Ocean.

Its psionic ice spikes carved deep grooves into the ice surface as it traveled at nearly two thousand kilometers per hour, leaving a trail of ice chips hundreds of meters long behind it.

But its mental energy fluctuations betrayed its fear; those fluctuations were as clear to Song Chen as a lamp flickering in the dark.

A swift passage through the void.

Song Chen appeared above the Hudson Bay ice sheet, looking down at the vast white ice field below.

The white trail left by the Ice Fang Tiger on the ice was clearly visible, like a straight line extending from south to north.

He followed the line and, after another void teleportation, landed directly on the ice a kilometer in front of the Icefang Tiger.

The Ice Fang Tiger saw him, its pupils contracted sharply, but it couldn't stop in time; at a speed of two thousand kilometers per hour, it was impossible to stop immediately on the ice.

Its instincts took over its body, and it opened its mouth to exhale a breath of ice.

The extremely cold ice-type psionic energy instantly condenses the moisture in the air into an ice crystal storm, with a temperature low enough to freeze and crack S-grade alloys.

Song Chen passed through the icy breath. His Eternal Body's resistance to elemental attacks was several times the base value. Combined with the defensive force field of the Northern Darkness Armor, the low temperature of the icy breath posed no threat to him.

The Heavenly Blade pierced into the Ice Fang Tiger's open upper jaw, its blade penetrating the soft palate and its energy flowing into the skull.

The Icefang Tiger's icy breath was still stuck in its throat and hadn't finished spraying when its entire head exploded from the inside.

[A level 6 alien beast has been killed, gaining 315521 kill points.]

The headless carcass of the Icefang Tiger slid across the ice for thousands of meters before coming to a stop, leaving a long, deep trench in the ice sheet.

An outpost in the Yukon Territory, on the edge of the northern Canadian wilderness.

The outpost commander was a captain, and he had fewer than two hundred men under his command.

The only reason they are stationed here is to monitor the movements of alien beasts within the Arctic Circle. This location is so remote that no beast king-level threat has ever approached.

But just ten minutes ago, the psionic monitoring device at the outpost suddenly screamed that a sixth-tier beast king was rapidly approaching from south to north at a speed of less than 500 kilometers.

The captain's hands were trembling. His two hundred men couldn't even stop a fourth-tier beast, let alone a sixth-tier beast king.

He had already picked up the communicator to report to his superiors that "the outpost is about to fall," when a second signal appeared on the monitor.

The silver light spot caught up from the south, moving even faster than a sixth-tier beast king.

The two signals met on the ice cap, and then the red one turned gray within three seconds.

The captain put down the communicator and stared blankly at the monitoring screen: "What's that?"

His adjutant shook his head: "I don't know, but whatever it was, it just saved all of our lives."

The Florida Everglades.

The two beast kings fleeing south from the Appalachian Mountains parted ways here.

A variant of the Abyssal Python burrowed into the deepest mud of the swamp, its 1,100-meter-long body tumbling in the mud.

The swamp lizard hid in an underground bunker of an abandoned military base, concealing its psionic signals with layers of concrete and mud.

Erin's Black Falcon spaceship hovered over the Florida peninsula.

She had anticipated the escape routes of the two beast kings. There were only two routes on the south side of the Appalachian Mountains: either towards Mexico or towards Florida.

She waited in Florida airspace for less than ten minutes before receiving a signal that Song Chen had caught up.

"Colonel Eileen, Congressman Song has entered Florida airspace. There are two targets, one deep in the swamp and the other underground at an abandoned military base."

The voice of the communications officer from Rocky Mountain Base came through the earpiece.

"Received." Eileen adjusted the Black Falcon's altitude and aimed the observation system at the swamp.

She saw Song Chen hover above the abandoned base for a few seconds before disappearing completely.

Dozens of seconds later, a muffled explosion came from underground, and the ground of the abandoned base collapsed, creating a large crater.

Song Chen stepped out of the pit, still covered in concrete dust, and then flew towards the swamp without looking back.

The battle in the swamp took longer than the battle in the underground fortifications.

The abyssal serpent kept changing positions in the mud, leaving behind psionic disturbances with each movement.

Song Chen waited above the mud pit for a moment, and then dozens of thunder dragons from Lei Yu poured into the mud pit at the same time, turning the entire swamp into a churning pot of mud.

The corpse of the abyssal serpent floated to the surface from the mud, its thousand-meter-long body covered with piercing wounds inflicted by the thunder dragon.

Eileen recorded the entire battle and sent it to the Ministry of Defense along with a brief report:

"I personally confirmed that his superpower can be used multiple times in a short period of time, covering a range of at least 100 kilometers, ignoring terrain and obstacles."

Mexico City, southern city wall.

General Carlos Mendoza stood before the observation screen in the command post, his face ashen.

A level 6 wasteland wolf king is attacking his city wall.

This wolf king was the last Tier 6 wolf among the remaining Sirius clan in North America. After the death of the Earthshaker Bear King, it fled south from the northern side of the Mexican Plateau out of fear.

Its lair had to pass through the outskirts of Mexico City to reach the south. It attempted to cross through the abandoned industrial area in the east of the city, but it was too large. Its 900-meter-long body crashed into buildings as it moved through the ruins, and the city's defense system misjudged it as an attack.

The city's defensive cannons opened fire automatically, wounding its hind leg. Under the combined stimulation of fear and pain, the wolf king went completely berserk and turned to attack the city wall.

A section of the south city wall was as fragile as paper under the full force of the sixth-tier beast king's attack.

The wolf king smashed the wall with a single claw, and the psionic shockwave spread along the wall, silencing all three main cannon arrays.

The defending forces suffered heavy casualties within minutes, the city gates fell, and the gateway to a city of ten million people was wide open.

The wolf king's body squeezed into the gap in the city wall, its eyes burning, and the psionic shockwave it spewed from its mouth blasted the streets in front of it into ruins.

Mendoza's command channel was filled with cries and explosions.

He personally led the reserve team to charge up the city wall, but he was at the peak of the fifth rank, and there was an insurmountable gap between him and the sixth rank.

His adjutant grabbed his arm and shouted, "General, we can't hold this place!"

Mendoza shook off his adjutant's hand.

"We have to defend it even if we can't, because we have millions of people behind us."

Suddenly, the wolf king turned its head in his direction, its burning eyes locking onto him.

Mendoza gripped his battle sword and circulated all his vital energy.

He knew that he would most likely die if he slashed out, but he also knew that if he didn't block it, the Wolf King would flatten half the city.

Then he saw light, silver light.

Light shone from above the wolf king's head, and a figure appeared out of thin air between the wolf king's ears. The appearance was completely unexpected; one moment there was nothing there, and the next moment he was standing there.

That person slapped the wolf king squarely on the forehead.

Silver lightning poured from the palm into the wolf king's skull, passed through his brain, and exploded all the way down his spine to his tail.

The wolf king's entire skeleton transformed into a glowing skeletal outline amidst the silver lightning, with each bone illuminated from within by the lightning.

Its hundreds-of-meters-long body remained frozen for several seconds before collapsing to the ground with a thud.