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I Can Infinitely Synthesize Transcendent Genes

Transcendent awakening, Eternal Night is coming. Pei Jinye transmigrated into a Federation-controlled world as an ordinary high school student, starting off destitute and with a gloomy future. Luckily, he could pick up Attribute Light Groups and synthesize Transcendents. 【Spirit·Blood Spear】: Transform spiritual power into a spear, capable of Devouring the opponent's memories and stripping away their Transcendent! 【Body·King Kong】: Blood energy flourishing, King Kong with Furious Eyes, an invincible Physical Body! 【Power·Savage Mountain】: Unmatched stamina, a force that could swallow ten thousand miles! …… In the Year 404 of the Star Calendar, the divinations were extremely ominous. That year in the Eastern Continent, divine prophecies descended, and disciples of the old gods walked the earth. In the Western Continent, a vile flame shot into the sky, and a Taoist set off with his Golden Lotus. Swordsmen from the North Continent threw down the gauntlet, aiming to be the best in the world. Priests from the Southern Continent, in the name of the new gods, hunted the disciples of the old gods. And Central State became the central battlefield, embroiled in chaos, too preoccupied with internal strife to care for anything else. It was also this year that Pei Jinye agonized over whether he should infiltrate the Federation as a disciple of the old gods or hunt down the disciples of the old gods as a Federation enforcer... "How did everyone end up being my people in the end?"

Old Seal KK · Romance
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873 Chs

【383】Synthesis Advancement!!! (4K for Monthly Tickets and Recommendations)_2

In an instant, he rose into the air.

He aimed straight for Pei Jinye's face.

He had nurtured this sword strike for over seven months, having never used it before, originally intending to save the Sword Intent for a year before using it in the grand tournament.

It's just unfortunate that he had to make a move ahead of time.

But he had no choice but to do so.

He had already anticipated that if his opponent attacked or dodged, he should have a countermeasure.

But all his predictions didn't come to pass.

A crisp sound echoed through the valley.

The swordsman's Broken Sword, like a piece of scrap iron, fell heavily into the water, splashing droplets that were instantly stained red with blood.

He stared dumbfounded at the bloody hole in his chest, as the color drained from his face visibly.

"You... who are you..."

"Enter the Dream."

Pei Jinye's response was domineering, simple, and direct.

The swordsman's expression changed.

He had no chance to take his last action.