He has been reincarnated through countless worlds, adorned with billions of mythological terms!

It is entirely black, with dark gold patterns on its surface resembling some kind of ancient runes, shimmering slightly in the light.

Holding it in your palm, you can feel a heavy and violent force surging within it, like a ferocious beast imprisoned in amber, ready to break free at any moment.

"Peak Foundation Establishment... no, half-step Golden Core."

Yun Yi mentally assessed the strength of the giant bear.

With his current strength, it took him ten minutes to kill a demonic beast at the half-step Golden Core level.

Not fast, but not slow either.

The key point is that he was almost unharmed throughout the entire process, which shows that his overall strength has firmly reached the threshold of the Golden Core stage.

At that time, his cultivation level was only at the late Foundation Establishment stage.

The reason he fought for ten minutes was mainly because he realized an awkward problem during the battle—he didn't seem to have any particularly lethal attack techniques.

After his first transformation, although his physical strength increased significantly, his attack methods became noticeably weaker.

Without corresponding attack techniques, it's like having a lot of strength but only knowing how to throw wild punches.

Although they possess various genetic abilities, their greatest strength still lies in their physical body rather than their offensive capabilities.

This made him realize that next time he would have to "borrow" a few highly aggressive cultivation techniques from some reincarnators.

Thinking this, Yun Yi put away the demon core, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to circulate the Qi of Heaven and Earth in the Nine Meridians of Heaven-Seizing Technique.

The Qi of Heaven and Earth refers to the energy that roams between Heaven and Earth.

Whether it's spiritual energy, demonic energy, or ghostly energy, this technique can forcibly seize any energy that exists in that world and make it its own.

In a sense, this is a highly adaptable exercise.

No matter what world it is in, as long as energy exists, it can function.

He stopped practicing after about two hours.

The reason is simple—it's too slow.

Compared to the leap brought about by genetic transformation, and compared to the rocket-like speed of absorbing vital energy, the cultivation efficiency of this technique is so slow that it's somewhat uninspiring.

He glanced at Little White, who was curled up on the windowsill, took out a small demon core from his cloth bag and placed it next to the cat food bowl, then had a thought.

It's time to head to the Reincarnation Hall.

At the same moment Yunyi's figure disappeared from the rented room.

The headquarters building of the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs, the encrypted conference room on the top floor.

The air was as heavy as if it were filled with lead.

Five people sat around the round table, no one spoke, only the faint hum of the air conditioner vents could be heard.

Seated in the main seat was a middle-aged man with graying temples, Zhou Shi'an, the director of the Extraordinary Affairs Administration Bureau.

A report lay open in front of him, the edges of the pages frayed from being repeatedly rubbed by his fingers, clearly indicating that it had been read more than once.

"Is it confirmed?"

Zhou Shi'an's voice wasn't loud, but it made the air in the whole room seem to sink.

"Confirmed."

The one who answered was Zhao Ming, the head of the technical department, a young man wearing glasses, who was sitting to his left.

He turned a tablet computer toward the center of the round table; the screen displayed a high-resolution satellite cloud image.

In the center of the image is a primeval forest marked as area D17, with a coordinate point circled in red.

"Three days ago, the monitoring station in District D17 detected a high-intensity spiritual energy fluctuation."

"The peak lasted for nearly ten minutes, and the energy level far exceeded the conventional monitoring threshold."

Zhao Ming pushed up his glasses, swiped his finger across the tablet, and the screen switched to the next image.

Gasps filled the conference room.

The photo shows a forest that has been completely leveled.

The primeval forest within a radius of several thousand meters seemed to have been wiped off the map by an invisible giant hand—towering ancient trees were uprooted, the ground was shattered, and rubble and soil churned up like solidified waves.

At the very center, there remains a huge dent with a diameter of over 100 meters, like a scar left by a meteorite.

In the very center of the depression lay a huge corpse.

Even though it was a bloody mess, the body still exuded a chilling sense of oppression.

It was as if even in death, it remained the king of this land.

"Lord Mountain Bear."

Zhou Shi'an slowly uttered these four words, his fingers unconsciously tapping twice on the table.

Everyone present understands the weight of those four words.

Lord Xiong overlooks the mountain.

The absolute overlord of Zone D17.

They have been entrenched deep in that primeval forest for over two hundred years.

The Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs' first record of it dates back seventy years.

At that time, an elite squad of three extraordinary ninth-level beings mistakenly entered its territory and was completely wiped out, without even having time to send out a distress signal.

In the decades that followed, the Administration organized four encirclement and suppression operations, each time investing more manpower and resources, and each time suffering more casualties.

The last encirclement and suppression operation was eight years ago.

Zhou Shi'an personally led a luxurious team consisting of three extraordinary level 11 members and eleven extraordinary level 10 members deep into the heart of District D17.

As a result, the giant bear killed an eleventh-level opponent with a single swipe of its paw. Zhou Shi'an himself was seriously injured in that battle and spent a full six months recuperating before he could get out of bed.

Since then, the Mountain Bear has been officially listed as a "catastrophic" threat.

Zone D17 is designated as a red restricted area at the highest level, and any unauthorized approach will be considered a serious violation.

And now.

This calamity-level monster that had plagued the entire Qingcheng Extraordinary Affairs Administration Bureau for decades was dead.

He died just like that.

"Who did it?"

The woman sitting opposite Zhou Shi'an was the one asking the question.

He was around forty years old, had short hair, and an old scar at the corner of his eye.

Fang Yu, head of the Operations Section of the Administration Bureau.

Her voice was flat, but the knuckles of her fingers gripping the armrest had turned white.

Zhao Ming took a deep breath and swiped his finger across the tablet again.

A graph analyzing the fluctuations of spiritual energy popped up on the screen.

The two curves are displayed side by side.

The waveform above shows intense heart rate fluctuations, with each peak corresponding to an extremely strong energy release—this is the combat characteristic of Fushan Xiongjun. The Bureau's database contains complete data from that battle eight years ago, and the waveform characteristics match perfectly.

The curve below is a waveform that none of you here have ever seen before.

"This is neither a siege nor a war of attrition."

Zhao Ming's voice was somewhat hoarse, as if he were stating a conclusion that even he himself dared not believe.

"Judging from the characteristics of the spiritual energy fluctuations, there are only two individuals on both sides of the battle."

"One is Fushan Xiongjun, the other... is unknown."

"The battle lasted for about ten minutes."

"The entire engagement was a direct confrontation, with no trace of maneuvering or retreat."

He paused.

"In other words—that person, or that being, directly killed Fukuyama Kuma-kun."

The meeting room was silent for a full five seconds.

The light above the round table flickered slightly, as if it too was suffocating under the weight of those words.

Zhou Shi'an's fingers stopped on the table.

He looked down at the report in front of him, remained silent for a long time, and then spoke in a voice that was almost devoid of emotion.

"Go on."

Zhao Ming swallowed hard and switched the image to the next one.

It was a blurry image taken from an extremely high angle, like a fleeting moment captured by a satellite through a gap in the clouds.

In the scene, the massive body of the Mountain Bear King is leaning backward, and in front of it stands a tiny human figure that is almost invisible to the naked eye.

"This image was captured by a civilian weather satellite during its mission window over the D17 area."

Zhao Ming zoomed in on the image, but the figure was still so blurry that only the outline remained. "We've done the best we can to sharpen it, but the distance is too far and the cloud cover is too strong, so the facial features are completely unrecognizable."

Fang Yu stared at the blurry figure for a few seconds, then suddenly spoke:

"Can you be sure it's human?"

"It cannot be 100% certain."

Zhao Ming answered quickly, "But judging from the physique, fighting style, and the nature of the spiritual energy fluctuations, it is most likely to be humanoid."

"There's one more thing."

Zhao Ming hesitated for a moment, as if he was carefully considering his words.

"Twelve days before the D17 incident, an abnormal spiritual energy fluctuation also occurred in the Qingfeng Mountain area in northern Qingcheng."

"The level is much lower than this time, but the waveform characteristics—"

He pulled up another graph and superimposed the two curves together.

It's exactly the same.

"It's the same person."

Zhou Shi'an's gaze fell on the overlapping curves, paused for two seconds, then he looked up and scanned everyone present.

"From Qingfeng Mountain to D17 area, it takes sixteen days and covers a distance of over 800 kilometers."

He spoke slowly, each word carefully considered before being uttered: "This person has been active in the wild for the past sixteen days."

"He visited Qingfeng Mountain, Cangwu Ridge, Duanlong Cliff, and three unnamed wild mountains."

Zhao Ming pulled up an electronic map on his tablet, which showed a winding route marked with red lines. Six red markers lit up in sequence, stretching from Qingfeng Mountain all the way to District D17.

"We retrieved data from all the monitoring stations along the route, and his movement trajectory was very clear."

"The stay in each area ranges from one to three days before moving on to the next area."

Zhao Ming paused for a moment, then said, "It doesn't seem like they're tracking anything, nor does it seem like they're hiding from anything."

"It's more like—"

"What are you collecting?"

Zhou Shi'an finished the second half of his sentence for him.

Silence fell over the meeting room once again.

Zhou Shi'an leaned back in his chair, tapped his fingers three times slowly on the table, and then stopped.

"The level of secrecy surrounding this matter has been raised to the highest level."

His voice regained the composure of a bureau chief, each word firm and unquestionable: "The on-site investigation report for Zone D17 is completely encrypted, and all personnel who have access to the relevant data have signed confidentiality agreements."

"No one may access any information about this person without my personal permission."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone.

"In addition, all branch offices are hereby notified that if a suspected target is discovered, no one is allowed to follow, contact, or probe the target."

"Report it immediately, and then—wait."

"What are we waiting for him to do?"

Fang asked.

Zhou Shi'an did not answer immediately.

He turned to look out the window. The outline of Qingcheng City was faintly visible in the afternoon mist. The glass curtain walls of the high-rise buildings reflected the gray-white light of the sky, like countless silent mirrors.

"Wait for him to show up on his own."

His voice was exceptionally clear in the quiet conference room.

"A person with this kind of ability cannot hide forever."

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