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Biochemical Martial Arts: Supreme Heavenly Venerate

Lin Rui was reborn, reborn in the year 4161, two thousand years later. In this era of highly advanced technology, where the peak of human biotechnology had collided and fused with the culture of Tianji Star, a new path for human evolution was born—'Zhi Zhuang Wudao', capable of granting eternal life and transcendence beyond the universe. The entire society esteemed the strong, and it was considered an honor to practice Zhi Zhuang Wudao. There was even a group of 'Variant Walkers' who stood at the pinnacle of the social pyramid, looming over the world with arrogance. At first, Lin Rui couldn't fathom the meaning of his rebirth. He merely adapted to this era out of a sense of responsibility. It wasn't until one day that the 'Battle Spirit Ring', which had come into existence alongside Lin Rui, captured its first Battle Spirit. Lin Rui could let the Battle Spirit possess him for combat, and could also copy all the martial skills and abilities mastered by the Battle Spirit. The Battle Spirits he captured grew increasingly powerful— Lin Rui began to realize this era was his to own. A 'Super Abyssal', who would overshadow the future, began his rapid development journey at the Tianji Star's ninth base.

Kai Huang · Oriental
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Seven nights later, the streets of Silver Moon County were deserted.

The tens of thousands of citizens had mostly gathered seven miles east of the city at the foot of Thousand Tomb Ridge, to attend the funeral of the three fallen arrest officers and four black-belt constables.

The citizens, each holding a torch, crowded together in layers, standing solemnly and heavily in the open field at the foot of Thousand Tomb Ridge, with eyes filled with mourning and sorrow.

They had personally experienced the excruciating pain of spontaneous combustion from the purple crystal dust and had heard the cause of the disaster that day. Knowing the deeds of these fallen government officials, they felt a deep respect and gratitude.

At this moment, Lin Rui stood at the mid-slope of Thousand Tomb Ridge, with a tall platform built of pine in front of him, neatly arranged with seven wooden coffins.