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Global Survival: 100 Times Cultivation Speed From The Start

Global Survival: 100 Times Cultivation Speed From The Start It is the Year 2052, mining workers in Country A have accidentally dug through a bottomless pit. Bizarre-looking creatures have escaped from underground and caused a large number of civilian casualties. The Abyssal Passage has opened! Ten gigantic Golden Ranking Lists have also appeared in the sky. The strange phenomenon has plunged the whole world into chaos. The Golden Ranking Lists have evolved from the will of the world. Those who get ranked on the Golden Ranking Lists will receive heavenly opportunities; the higher the ranking, the greater the rewards. The first person to be on a Ranking List will get its only divine-grade reward! From this point onwards, the fate of humanity will be all changed! Chu Feng bounces up from the sofa, gasping for his breath as he awakens to the year 2052. He can still feel the cold sensation of the long sword of his ‘good’ sworn Big Brother Lin Yi slicing through his heart. “I…..I’m not dead?” He soon realizes that he has been reborn 10 years back in time! The Tribulation has not yet arrived; none of the tragedies has happened yet! He knows what will happen in the next 10 years! He must now seize Big Brother’s opportunities, he must avenge himself! He must seize all the opportunities and ascend to the Golden Ranking Lists, and obtain all the divine-grade rewards as soon as possible before the invasion of the Abyss! He must become even stronger!

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Realm of the Saber!

Editor: Henyee Translations

Chu Feng panted heavily.

However, he could not hide the excitement in his eyes.

He did it.

Although it was a trick, in a real life-and-death battle, who cared if it was a trick or not? All that mattered was the outcome!

Only those who survived had the right to comment!

Opposite him, Golden-Haired No. 10 was still in a daze. He had mixed feelings.

He muttered, "I lost?"

He was not injured at all.

To him, Chu Feng's attacks were no different from scratching an itch.

But who asked him to think that victory was within his grasp? He boasted shamelessly that Chu Feng would win as long as he touched him.

Now, Chu Feng had accomplished it.

Although he had been careless, no one cared.

After living for countless years, he had actually been successfully ambushed by a junior. If he didn't feel ashamed, who would?

Chu Feng saw that No. 10's expression was unsightly and comforted him.