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Global Survival: 100 Times Cultivation Speed From The Start
 
It is the Year 2052, mining workers in Country A have accidentally dug through a bottomless pit. Bizarre-looking creatures have escaped from underground and caused a large number of civilian casualties.
 
The Abyssal Passage has opened!
 
Ten gigantic Golden Ranking Lists have also appeared in the sky. The strange phenomenon has plunged the whole world into chaos. The Golden Ranking Lists have evolved from the will of the world. Those who get ranked on the Golden Ranking Lists will receive heavenly opportunities; the higher the ranking, the greater the rewards. The first person to be on a Ranking List will get its only divine-grade reward!
 
From this point onwards, the fate of humanity will be all changed!
 
Chu Feng bounces up from the sofa, gasping for his breath as he awakens to the year 2052.
 
He can still feel the cold sensation of the long sword of his ‘good’ sworn Big Brother Lin Yi slicing through his heart.
 
“I…..I’m not dead?”
 
He soon realizes that he has been reborn 10 years back in time!
The Tribulation has not yet arrived; none of the tragedies has happened yet!
 
He knows what will happen in the next 10 years!
 
He must now seize Big Brother’s opportunities, he must avenge himself!
 
He must seize all the opportunities and ascend to the Golden Ranking Lists, and obtain all the divine-grade rewards as soon as possible before the invasion of the Abyss!
 
He must become even stronger!
 

Henyee Translations

Global Survival: 100 Times Cultivation Speed From The Start

Henyee

In the blink of an eye, the strength Chu Feng had revealed was at least that of a peak Greater God!

And it was the extremely powerful kind!

He had actually hidden his strength previously?!

A fellow who had cultivated to the realm of a peak Greater God in just a few years… This was probably something that no emperor-level genius could compare to?!

Beside Mu Qinglan, the others looked at Chu Feng, who was fighting fiercely with the black-robed elder of the Demon Spirit Race. They could not help but gulp.

Mu Qianqian could not help but tug at Mu Qinglan's sleeve.

"Sis, you're really good at reading people… If we had fought this guy to the end previously, we would probably be lying down now…"

Mu Qinglan could not help but glance at her sister.

"Alright, cut the crap. Prepare for battle. Callier is already dead. The remaining few are at most ordinary Greater Gods. Hurry up and end the battle!"

Kill All!