Three Punches Shatter a Demon’s Soul: I Am the True Martial God of This World

Two pieces of news lay before Lu Ping. The bad news: he had transmigrated into an extremely dangerous game world. Here, martial arts and psionic powers intertwined, mechs and magic coexisted, and dimensional creatures such as ferocious beasts, wraiths, and demons coveted the Prime Material Universe. Major events like planets being destroyed and star systems wiped out happened all the time, and human life was worth less than grass. The good news: he had a cheat. He knew the game’s plot, and his character stats came with him. Killing monsters earned him experience, letting him level up without limit and grow stronger. Once he reached a level, it was permanent: no bottlenecks, no limits, just endless breakthroughs and ever-greater strength. Years later. Facing a vast tide of demonic invaders pouring in from the Abyssal Dimension, Lu Ping hovered in midair, his expression calm. His long hair whipped wildly like a dragon, though there was no wind. His body kept swelling, his surging muscles bursting through his neutron-star-alloy armor. He unleashed power enough to tear through dimensions. Veins like the arteries of galaxies coiled across his skin, while blood roared through them like a supernova’s blazing torrent. His dense, compact frame radiated an aura more perilous and profound than a black hole. His martial aura surged like a nebula, setting the Milky Way ablaze with brilliant streams of light. The demons gazed up at his towering figure, stretching across the universe, trembling with fear. “We’re going back to the Abyss! We’ll never come to the main universe again!” 【The First Law of Universal Survival (Revised Edition): Never gaze into the abyss, unless you’re Lu Ping】