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

Ten minutes later.

Three layers of human skin lay on the ground.

The first layer is like ordinary human skin, the second layer is like cowhide, and the third layer is stone skin with gray and white veins.

At that moment, Hu Long was sitting on the ground.

His face was deathly pale, his whole body was trembling, and blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth.

That's caused by clenching your teeth too tightly, leading to bleeding gums.

Each time the old skin is removed and new skin is replaced, the pain becomes more intense with each subsequent removal.

The continuous shedding of skin is even more so, as if the entire body's skin membrane is peeled off, and the whole person is fried in a pot of oil.

Fortunately, he pulled through.

At first glance.

Now, Hu Long's skin is gradually becoming as smooth and delicate as jade.

This is precisely the characteristic of the third realm, the Jade Skin Realm.

I waited for a few minutes.

Hu Long slowly opened his eyes.

The skin on my body has gradually returned to normal, and at first glance, it doesn't look much different from before.

The only difference was that her skin had become smoother and whiter, like warm jade, with a subtle sheen.

Raise your hand, and you can't even see your pores.

This appearance was almost identical to Hu Li's skin condition.

Combined with his already good facial features, he looked as if he had been sculpted, making his appearance and demeanor even more outstanding.

With his looks and physique alone, he could easily be a top male model even in the most prestigious nightclubs.

This is merely a negligible side effect for a Jade Skin Realm martial artist.

The more profound change lies in...

Hu Long could clearly feel an amazing enhancement in his five senses.

If the previous Body Forging Realm only restored his vision to the point where it was completely undamaged.

Then they're no longer human.

My vision became incredibly sharp; I could clearly see even the dust particles floating in the corners.

Those tiny dust particles that are almost invisible in the dark are now clearly visible, even the finest details on their surfaces.

It's like someone with 500 degrees of myopia suddenly wearing glasses with a precise prescription.

His hearing became exceptionally sharp.

The soft rustling of snow falling to the ground outside the window, and even the distant sounds of traffic flowing on the street beyond the family compound, could all be heard.

The sense of smell is also enhanced several times over, and the various scents in the air become distinct and can be distinguished one by one.

His five senses were magnified several times over at this moment.

Such an enhancement would not only be useless to ordinary people, but would also cause them to be on the verge of collapse due to the overwhelming sensory information.

But Hu Long is different.

As a martial artist at the Skin Polishing Realm, he was fully able to adapt to this impact and could even isolate himself from unnecessary senses at will.

Thinking of this, he flicked his fingers in the air.

Snapped!

A clear, loud bang echoed through the air.

The strength of the force is evident.

The sound follows the force, which is the most intuitive external manifestation of mastering Ming Jin (manifested strength).

It differs from the kind of force that can only be transmitted through force exertion techniques.

Ming Jin is not only more concentrated than Zheng Jin, but more importantly, it can also generate force by controlling the vibration of its skin membranes even without any movement.

This is called Ming Jin (明劲).

The force is distinct, unobstructed, and unified throughout the body, reaching even the extremities!

If the Body Forging Realm is simply about having more strength and a certain degree of physical enhancement, then reaching the Skin Polishing Realm means being almost a completely different species compared to ordinary people.

Moreover, the transformation of force from whole-body force to manifest force is secondary.

More importantly, there are changes in physical condition.

Hu Long blinked slightly.

His eyes turned blood red.

No, it wasn't his eyes that turned blood red.

Instead, a very thin, almost transparent, blood-red membrane had appeared over his eyes.

This membrane, though seemingly fragile and invisible, is exceptionally tough, capable of withstanding ordinary swords and even bullets, making its defensive capabilities truly astonishing.

Not just the eyes, but also the ears, nostrils, and all exposed acupoints.

In the blink of an eye, he was completely covered by this dense, blood-red membrane.

"This Spirit Ape Secret Weapon is a bit eerie? Calling it the Demonic Ape Secret Weapon seems more fitting!"

Hu Long processed the information about the Spirit Ape Secret Martial Arts in his mind.

His expression was somewhat strange.

The story of Lingyuan Miwu sounds fairly normal.

However, based on the information obtained.

The origin of this Spirit Ape Secret Martial Arts is a scroll of inheritance.

By observing, one can acquire the secret weapons within.

The contents recorded in this secret martial arts manual depict a giant black ape.

His body was surrounded by a dark, malevolent aura.

I recalled the scene when I saw Hu Zhenkui in the martial arts arena.

Similar to the black ape seen behind the other party.

Moreover, this secret weapon is very powerful.

However, as their strength increases, their personality will also change, becoming more ruthless and domineering.

Therefore, those who practice this secret martial art also need to pay attention to cultivating their mental state.

Of course, Hu Long considered these to be minor issues, nothing serious.

He felt the changes in his body.

Whether it was an illusion or not, after breaking through to the Skin Polishing Realm, he felt much lighter, as if he had unloaded some unseen burden.

He slowly stood up from the ground and walked to the window.

I reached out and pulled back the curtains; there was a pile of snow by the window.

The floor-to-ceiling windows reflected the interior view, as well as the ever-present, still, emerald-green figure behind him.

Compared to before, the figure had changed from having its back to him to facing him directly.

This time, Hu Long did not look away.

He looked directly at the other person through the reflection in the glass.

The figure seemed to sense the gaze, and its head, which had been hanging low, suddenly rose.

Dark red bloodstains meandered down from the empty eye sockets, and the corners of his mouth stretched out to the sides in an inhuman arc, revealing a sinister smile.

"Hehe... You can see me, right? Hehe..."

A chilling, ghostly laugh echoed through the silent environment.

Hu Long didn't turn around, but spoke softly to his reflection in the glass.

"Yes, I can see you..."

Before the words were finished, the laughter abruptly stopped.

As if caught off guard by such a response, the ghostly figure froze for a moment.

Then, the shrill laughter became increasingly rapid and frantic:

"Hehe... You can see me... You can see me!"

The moment the words left her lips, the emerald shadow vanished, disappearing like smoke and mist.

Almost at the same time, a chilling aura emanated from the back of Hu Long's neck.

Her pale face was pressed against his back without him noticing.

The damp, sticky black hair coiled up as if it were alive.

However, the moment his black hair touched Hu Long's skin...

The black hair suddenly shattered.

--laugh!

Then, the red-hot branding iron made a sound like it was being pressed into flesh, and suddenly exploded in the cold air.

"--ah!"

Immediately following was a short, sharp, piercing scream.

Almost at the same instant the sound rang out, the chilling and suffocating sensation clinging to my back vanished abruptly.

Look up.

The emerald shadow, like snowflakes splashed with boiling water, hissed and disintegrated into a distorted cloud of smoke, only to hastily reassemble a few meters away.

The ghostly figure rippled and steamed at its edges, as if it might dissipate again at any moment.

His previously sinister grin froze completely, and his empty, bloodshot eyes stared intently in Hu Long's direction.

Hu Long slowly turned around, his eyes gleaming with an eerie blood-red light.

A slight smile played at the corners of his lips.

"Laughing?"

He asked softly, his voice eerily clear in the quiet room.

"Why aren't you smiling anymore?!"