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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 · Khoa huyễn
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After leaving the training ground, Pei Jinye returned to his room to begin refining the silver-white small sword.

He glanced at his Vitality attributes.

[Vitality Value]: 13-20.6;

Damn!

Pei Jinye cursed under his breath.

The consumption for refining this little sword was simply too great.

Luckily the upper limit hadn't decreased.

Otherwise, Pei Jinye would have felt he was at a major loss.

An hour later.

Pei Jinye finished refining, exhaustedly collapsed on the bed, looking at the silver-white small sword in his hand, his eyes deep with emotion, "Brother, I've fed you my blood for two days now, as a sword, you should be content."

He bitterly smiled and took out one of the only two remaining Blood Spirit Fruits from his stash, chewing it voraciously.

In the last two days, he had taken down some big figures.

Yang Qingdan hailed from a distinguished background.

In comparison, the strong ones from Da Peng City were indeed earthy.