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Looting the life force of demons to forge a golden body Martial God

In the new era of Blue Star Martial Arts, Demons invaded, and humankind was embroiled in a bitter struggles. Chu Feng transmigrated and arrived on the scene. Armed with the ways of being an overachiever, all he wanted was to once again show the spirit of a die-hard corporate slave and carve out his own piece of the world! No sooner had he been reborn than he was smeared with demons all over his face, but no worries, his golden finger had arrived! He could draw upon the Life Force of slain Demons to transform into Attribute Points, becoming stronger with limitless additions! "What to do when there are no more Attribute Points available?" "Hey, look over there, a lone Demon…" "Sneak up from behind, grab its head, just twist like this! Hey, Attribute Points secured!" … "In this world, having great strength means having everything!" "In my life, with such heaven-defying Martial Arts Talent, do you think I can become a Martial God?" "The path to the Martial God has ended; it's become nothing but old legends? Ha, the path I walk will be the new path of the Martial God!" … This book is also known as "Demons, I Need You to Help Me Cultivate!" "So Easy to Learn, I Think This Move is Really Simple" "Run Fast, the people at the front are haunted" "This Man is More Demonic Than the Demons Themselves!"

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384 Chs

Chapter 199: A Thousand Miles Without a Rooster's Crow, Mount Alk, Loss of Control!

The two certainly couldn't accompany Chu Feng on his life-threatening journey, so of course he went on the road alone.

The train headed north, and Chu Feng saw the scenery outside the window growing increasingly desolate.

From bustling urban areas to sparsely populated suburbs and then to the uninhabited wilderness.

It was only during his journey that he gained a clear understanding of the severe impact the demons had wreaked upon Blue Star—

Not a cock crow to be heard for thousands of miles.

The train passed numerous cities, and the situation in each one was very consistent: the vast majority of people were crammed into the prosperous urban areas, with fewer residents the further out you went.

In the suburbs, which were already approaching desolation, there were only farmers working collectively under the protection of martial artists, and packs of wild dogs with blood-red eyes roaming everywhere.