Infinite Demon God: How can I download it if I don't have enough data?

Chapter 204 Rule (Part 3)

After briefly sensing the changes in the power of the Candle-Holding Realm.

Hu Long returned to the modern area where his family originally lived.

The place was now deserted, with only corpses scattered on the ground.

Hu Long ignored them.

Instead, his gaze went straight to one of the buildings.

The Eye of Annihilation grants Hu Long powerful insight; X-ray vision is just one of its accompanying abilities.

That's why he could clearly see the figure among them.

It was dawn.

At this moment, the aura emanating from her body was surging.

Hu Long could even see the blood and qi within the other person's body surging towards the location of the Crimson Palace in his chest, following a specific trajectory.

However, that's all he can see.

The scene inside the Crimson Palace cannot be seen.

Even so, this was enough for Hu Long to judge that the other party was clearly breaking through to the Yuan Dan realm.

Moreover, judging from the gradually stabilizing aura around him, it seems he has already succeeded.

Indeed, things did not turn out as Hu Long had expected.

Less than a moment later.

Kui Xiao, who was inside, pushed open the door and came out.

"Master! I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

I saw Hu Long.

Kui Xiao was taken aback, lowered her head, and adopted a respectful attitude.

"You've broken through to the Yuan Dan realm?"

Hu Long's eyes flickered slightly, and he asked casually.

"Yes!"

Kui Xiao nodded.

A smile naturally appeared on his face as he spoke.

The Yuan Dan realm, as the pinnacle that the extraordinary system of Secret Martial Artists can reach, is the realm that any Secret Martial Artist dreams of.

Now that I've been able to enter this field, I'm naturally overjoyed.

However, this feeling did not last long.

Upon seeing Hu Long, the slight elation in my heart vanished instantly.

If previously, Hu Long gave her the impression of being invincible.

So now, she feels like she's in a bottomless abyss.

However, she didn't have any other feelings of resentment about it.

This is the terrifying aspect of mental imprinting.

It is not simply mind control, but a process that involves distorting cognition.

Even if the person in front of you is your enemy, you will feel a sense of closeness from the bottom of your heart, and you will feel that this is how it should be.

This ability, so far, has not been of much use to Narosha.

All others who have been imprinted with his spirit will regard him as a master who is above life itself.

"very good."

Hu Long nodded in satisfaction.

The other party's talent was worth it, as he had previously broken his promise to exterminate the entire Kui family and spared their lives.

They even wasted a spot for a spiritual imprint.

There was not much conversation with the other party.

Hu Long left Tianlan Realm with him.

A flash of light appeared before their eyes, and the vast plain vanished instantly.

Instead, there was a dimly lit underground cave.

Stalactites hung upside down all around, and water droplets slowly gathered along the tips of the rocks, occasionally dripping down, creating clear echoes in the quiet cave.

Behind the two stood a huge, wordless stone tablet.

Unlike ordinary stone tablets, the surface of this tablet had been covered with a faint white light for several seconds before it gradually faded away and returned to normal.

In some ways, the essence of a blessed land is somewhat similar to that of a storage space.

No, to be more precise, the storage space tools in this world are themselves a product inspired by blessed lands and grotto-heavens.

Regardless of the size of the space, storage tools all need to be attached to something.

For example, the appearance of Hu Long's golden bracelet, or Kui Tong's storage necklace.

The same mechanism applies to blessed lands and grottoes.

The external manifestation of the Pure Fire Sect's blessed land was a rock wall.

And this is the external thing that Tianlan relies on.

It is just a blank stone tablet.

Due to its unique nature, regardless of its appearance, it is connected to the energy nodes in the earth below.

This is why there are remnants of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within it.

Therefore.

It cannot be put into storage space, nor can it be taken away.

However, Hu Long didn't care about this.

He mainly relied on his martial arts skills, which is why he installed old techniques.

It's just that I think he might not need it, but he can't live without it.

Anyway, he can make the Taisu board download by consuming source value.

You don't need to cultivate as hard as others.

Moreover, Hu Long always felt that the old techniques were not so simple.

If the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is abundant, the power that the old techniques can unleash will far surpass that of secret martial arts!

This feeling became especially clear after he broke through to the third realm.

If there were enough spiritual energy in the outside world, the old techniques used by a cultivator of the Candle-Holding Realm in the third realm would be enough to easily slaughter a Core Formation cultivator in the Crescent Moon Realm.

This is only the third realm. What will the fourth realm, Foundation Condensation, and the fifth realm, Seed of the Dao be like?

I'm afraid even someone at the fifth level of the Yuan Dan realm wouldn't be able to defeat him.

These thoughts flashed through Hu Long's mind.

They did not linger in the same spot for long.

Hu Long and Kui Xiao headed towards Yanjing.

Judging by the timeline, the clan assembly should have already begun.

Time slips away quietly.

The last rays of the setting sun gradually faded from the horizon, daylight was ending, and night was falling.

The dark sky was like a huge curtain, completely covering the entire heavens.

Yanjing.

Yanchao Gymnasium.

This large venue, which is usually bustling with people and lively, is now shrouded in a suffocating silence.

Outside the museum area, heavily armed soldiers lined up, completely sealing off the area, their cold gazes sweeping over every figure that dared to approach.

There is absolutely no room for compromise.

It's on the roadside, about two kilometers away.

A silver supercar was parked alone on the shoulder of the road, its engine still running, the deep roar of which trembled slightly in the night wind.

A young man sat in the driver's seat, headphones casually dangling around his neck, his attire exuding a rebellious and trendy vibe.

Qi held a drone remote control in his hand, his fingers still not completely off the buttons.

The girl in the passenger seat was wearing a spaghetti strap top, with long, flowing hair, black stockings, and a delicate profile.

However, at this moment, it was filled with panic.

She gripped the young man's arm tightly, her body trembling.

The reason for this situation was that four or five fully armed soldiers had surrounded the vehicle.

Under the cold, white beam of the flashlight and those expressionless faces, the dark muzzles of guns were pointed at him.

She couldn't help but be afraid.

"Please get out of the car and cooperate with the inspection."

One of them spoke calmly.

They called it troublesome, but there was absolutely no intention to discuss it.

Upon hearing this...

The young man in the driver's seat narrowed his eyes, patted the girl's hand that was gripping him, signaling her not to be afraid, then turned his head and his expression turned serious.

"What are you trying to do? I was just flying a drone, and there were no no-fly zones in that area. Why are you stopping me?"

The middle-aged man at the head of the group stepped forward, his gaze fixed on the remote control in the man's hand, his expression unwavering.

"It wasn't before, but it is today."

His voice was icy.

His gaze lingered on the remote control for less than two seconds before he looked up.

"Target confirmed. Refusal to cooperate. Proceed with the arrest!"

Before he could finish speaking...

Bang!

A gunshot rang out, followed by a sudden explosion.

Then came the sound of shattering glass, with tiny shards falling to the ground.

As the fragments flew, they cut a small gash in the young woman's face.

The young woman screamed and curled up in a ball, covering her head with her hands, her body trembling like a leaf.

The young man, who had been calm, turned deathly pale in an instant.

He was stunned for less than a second before snapping back to his senses.

Their voices trembled slightly with anger.

"You fucking dare to lay a hand on me?! Do you even know who my dad is?!"

He was left speechless, his words stuck in his throat.

The car door had been opened from the outside.

Two soldiers swiftly pulled him and the girl out of the car and handcuffed them.

"Behave yourself!"

The young man was still struggling.

Then his head was hit hard twice by the butt of the gun, and he was in so much pain that he dared not move.

Until then.

The middle-aged man then looked up and glanced at him.

"In today's matter, it doesn't matter who your father is."

He said calmly.

"Because he's finished too, because you dragged him down with you."

"take away."

Soon, the group got into a car on the side and drove away.

Such scenes are not isolated incidents along the surrounding blockade lines.

Anyone who tries to approach, regardless of who they are or their reason, will be taken away without question.

with no exceptions.

Those who dare to resist are subdued by violence, regardless of the consequences.

The Yanchao Gymnasium resembles a swallow's nest, hence its name.

Inside, the lights were on.

Several rows of large lights along the edge of the circular dome were all on, pouring down white light and illuminating the entire venue as if it were daytime.

The stands around the perimeter were already packed with people, arranged in distinct, layered rows.

Each area is clearly demarcated.

These people were all representatives of various clans within the Yu state.

They were arranged in a row from front to back according to their strength.

"I'm speechless. They've been leaving people hanging here from morning till night. Is this clan meeting ever going to happen?"

In the back row, near the edge, a boy couldn't help but mutter something.

The words had barely left his mouth when he received a hard slap on the back of the head.

He turned his head sharply, and there was his own grandfather hitting him.

"Sir, why did you hit me?"

"You little brat, shut your mouth."

The old man lowered his voice, his eyes filled with anger.

"Don't talk nonsense."

As he spoke, he quickly glanced around.

The boy opened his mouth, but seeing his grandfather's expression, he finally realized what was happening and obediently shut his mouth.

At this time.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to them.

The old man finally breathed a sigh of relief, a bead of cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

Despite the large size of the place, the martial artists have extremely keen hearing and can easily lock onto it.

He was merely a low-ranking clan chief who had barely reached the level of the Skin-Melting Realm.

In his small town, he was probably considered a big shot.

But here, you're nothing.

Anyone could pick him out and crush him to death.

He originally just wanted to bring his grandson out to broaden his horizons, and before he left, he told him more than a dozen times not to say anything carelessly.

But that brat still couldn't control his mouth.

What if it really attracts the attention of those people?

The old man dared not think any further.

Not to mention the grandfather and grandson, the entire clan would probably be wiped out.

They waited from morning till night; although it took a long time, they weren't the only ones waiting—the other mid-level clans were also waiting just as long.

He sat high up in the same spot.

If you jump out at this point, you might become a target of anger, and you won't even know how you died.

The boy's voice was heard by almost everyone nearby.

This also speaks to their true feelings.

However, out of respect for the power and influence of the several superior clans, no one dared to say anything more.

Let alone waiting a day, even if they had to wait a year, they would still have to wait obediently.

"Why hasn't the clan assembly started yet?"

At this moment, in a corner of the venue.

Several figures disappeared at the edge of the crowd, inconspicuous.

This is a seat for the Li family, a lower-ranking clan.

An ordinary-looking young man frowned slightly.

His lips didn't move, but his voice rang clearly in the ears of the two people beside him.

To bind sounds into a line is a technique that can only be achieved by those in the Zhuangfu realm.

The one who spoke was Li Yifeng.

Sitting beside him were his first master and fourth master.

It is unknown what methods were used, but the three of them disguised their appearances, replacing them with unfamiliar faces, and thus brazenly impersonated members of the Li family to attend the clan meeting.

"I don't know."

The voice of the one-eyed old man also rang in my ears. He was an old man dressed in a Tang suit and wearing black-rimmed glasses.

If the chat group administrator were here, they would definitely recognize this person as the mysterious group owner.

"Something must have happened recently, we can't get in touch with Lao Wu and the others."

Our purpose in coming here is twofold: first, to resolve the chat group issue, and second, to investigate this matter.

"Yifeng".

On the other side, the fourth master spoke.

His once plump figure had disappeared, replaced by a lean middle-aged man holding a cane.

"You shouldn't have come here. Many clans gather here. If your identity is discovered, the two of us won't be able to protect you."

Having learned that his master and fourth master were coming to Yanjing, Li Yifeng insisted on following them.

"My fifth master and Xiaozhi are missing, and I don't feel at ease staying in the mountains."

He paused, a slight smile playing on his lips, revealing a confident expression.

"Besides, with my skills, even if I encounter any danger, I can turn it into safety."

"Master, Fourth Master, please don't worry."

Upon hearing this, the two exchanged a glance and shook their heads helplessly.

This is also why they were ultimately willing to bring Li Yifeng along.

This apprentice is indeed extraordinary.

Encountering danger might be possible, but it's impossible to say that one's life is in real danger.

This has been proven countless times.

Otherwise, why would those old guys at the Yuan Dan realm all take him as their disciple and teach him everything they know?

Just as the group was talking.

No one in the entire stadium noticed that a black bat was hanging upside down in the shadows at the very top of the dome.

Its body was hidden in the darkness, almost blending into the steel frame, with only its scarlet eyes gleaming faintly, like two pieces of burning charcoal.

Those eyes were quietly looking down at the venue below.

Those eyes revealed an almost anthropomorphic expression.

Suddenly, at that moment.

Everyone seemed to have sensed something.

Suddenly, I looked up.

Accompanied by a muffled clap of thunder.

A streak of light flashed by and crashed to the ground with a thud.

Bang!

The ground in the center of the venue trembled, and a large crater appeared at the point of impact.

Amidst the smoke and dust.

A tall, black figure could be vaguely seen standing in the center of the scorching, steaming, red lava-like ground.

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