If I let you practice martial arts, you'll compress your vital energy ten thousand times?

Splash!

He took a large, dark black hooded robe from his storage ring and casually draped it over his shoulders.

Followed by.

Om-!

A stream of extremely pure blood and qi, as viscous as boiling magma, surged out from the pores of Lin Yuan's face!

In the pitch-black night.

This materialized ultimate energy intertwined and condensed, eventually transforming into a blood-red mask on Lin Yuan's face, covered with ferocious ancient battle patterns!

Icy.

Violent.

It is not advisable to look directly at it.

The "Blood-Faced Killer," who once used pure physical violence to smash the head of a town-level ghost king in Abandoned City 019, has now completely reappeared in the world!

Lin Yuan stretched his neck, and his bones made a series of crisp popping sounds.

He raised his head and, through the narrow eye sockets of the blood-red mask, cast his gaze into the deepest part of this dark valley.

Under ultimate microscopic perception.

This seemingly lifeless valley, in Lin Yuan's eyes, presented a terrifying scene resembling a hellish abyss!

Deep in the valley, within a radius of several kilometers, there was not a single low-level mutated beast.

This is not normal.

The air was filled with a suffocating, pungent fishy smell.

And in the very core of that darkness, a terrifying life magnetic field, as vast as the sea, resides!

"This oppressive force..."

Lin Yuan's eyes, hidden beneath the blood-red mask, narrowed slightly.

That was definitely not an aura that a town general could possess.

It was a kind of intimidation that transcended the level of life! The mere unconscious breathing rhythm emanating from this behemoth was enough to make the rocks throughout the entire valley resonate and tremble slightly!

Eighth-tier demonic beast!

In the human martial arts system, this is equivalent to the Commander Realm, which is enough to intimidate a wild beast tide by one person!

"No wonder the military's advanced radars don't dare to scan this area."

Lin Yuan murmured to himself.

If an eighth-tier demonic beast, comparable to a commander-level expert, were to go berserk and charge towards the Seventh Safe Zone, it would be an absolute catastrophe that would wipe out tens of millions of people. Even if the military were to use its star-destroying energy main cannon, it might not be able to kill it.

Facing a peerless demon of this level.

Any grandmaster, or even a peak-level general, would probably be trembling with fear and running as far away as possible by now.

But Lin Yuan did not.

Instead, an unprecedented fighting spirit burst forth from his deep eyes!

"The crystal core and essence blood of an eighth-tier great demon..."

Lin Yuan licked his dry lips, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

This is simply a supreme tonic tailor-made for him to reach a higher level!

As long as he can devour this giant beast, the blood and qi in his body will definitely undergo a terrifying qualitative change!

"but……"

Lin Yuan suppressed the urge to rush in and start a massacre.

"With my current 290,000 compressions of Qi and Blood, the risk of hunting a Commander-level Great Demon is still too great."

"I need a stepping stone of sufficient weight to help me overcome the hurdle of 300,000 repetitions before I can unlock the Great Brahma Body."

Cangming is that stepping stone.

Just as Lin Yuan was making his calculations...

Whoosh—!

A cold, sinister storm of true energy, like a gray meteor, suddenly tore through the clouds above the wilderness!

A sudden gust of wind arose, sending sand and stones flying!

The towering, mutated trees surrounding them, some tens of meters tall, swayed violently like fragile weeds under this sudden pressure, with countless branches cracking under the strain.

Lin Yuan didn't even need to look back.

His senses had already pinpointed the rapidly approaching aura.

"They're here."

A cruel smile curved at the corners of Lin Yuan's mouth beneath the blood-red mask.

Boom!

A muffled, loud bang exploded at the entrance to the valley.

The gray-robed elder, Cang Ming, was like a death god descending upon the world, crashing heavily onto the open ground less than a hundred meters away from Lin Yuan!

The terrifying shockwave generated by his landing shattered the half-meter-thick layer of hard rock into dust!

"Little beast!"

As Cang Ming stood in mid-air, his chilling roar, filled with murderous intent, resounded throughout the night sky:

"Do you really think you can escape my grasp just by running to this desolate wilderness!"

Cang Ming raised his head with a ferocious expression, his gaze like that of a venomous snake, locking onto the thin figure in front of him with his back to him.

however.

When he saw the person's attire clearly, Cang Ming's gaunt face stiffened abruptly, and his pupils instantly contracted to their maximum size!

Standing on that huge blue stone was a mysterious person whose whole body was shrouded in a wide black robe and whose face was covered with a ferocious blood-red mask!

What made Cang Ming's scalp tingle even more was...

The town general-level true qi mark he left on the hem of that useless student's clothes was now clearly flashing on the blood-faced man in black robes!

Cang Ming's heart skipped a beat, and a strong sense of unease surged into his heart instantly.

He stared intently at Lin Yuan, his mind racing, and a chilling guess suddenly formed in his head!

"How did the tracking mark I left behind end up on you?!"

"A blood-red mask... a black robe..."

Cang Ming gasped, his voice betraying a barely concealed shock:

"Could it be that you are the mysterious master behind that good-for-nothing?!"

Cang Ming realized what was happening!

This is not a one-sided pursuit at all!

The other party deliberately had his apprentice lure him into leaving a mark, and then waited here to ambush him!

Just as Cang Ming was filled with doubt and was assessing the current situation,

On a secluded cliff several kilometers away from the battlefield between the two.

A translucent figure, like starlight, blended perfectly into the darkness.

Female observer Luo Xingshuang!

She was draped in the Star-Hidden Cloak, a treasure of the Central Royal Family, and completely suppressed her heartbeat, breathing, and even body temperature to freezing point, not daring to even breathe out a breath.

Luo Xingshuang opened her beautiful eyes wide and stared intently at the black-robed figure wearing a blood-red mask at the entrance of the valley.

"That's... the Blood-Faced God of Slaughter?!"

Luo Xingshuang's heart pounded wildly like a drum.

As an observer in the Central Special Mission, although she did not know the specific details of the Ghost King's death, some snippets of information circulating within the military allowed her to glean a few key terms.

A blood-red mask!

Physical invincibility!

"Lin Yuan's master has actually shown up in person!"

Luo Xingshuang's fair hands gripped the rocks on the cliff face tightly, her knuckles turning white from the excessive force.

"That idiot Cang Ming! He thought he was tracking his disciple, but he's stumbled upon the real master!"

From Luo Xingshuang's perspective.

This mysterious master clearly sensed Cang Ming's killing intent, so he deliberately set up a deadly trap here to clear obstacles for his disciple!

"But... why is there not even the slightest fluctuation of true energy on this senior's body?"

Luo Xingshuang frowned, her heart filled with doubt and shock.

"If it weren't for the subtle, chilling pressure emanating from him, I would have thought he was just an ordinary person without any martial arts cultivation!"

"Could this be the legendary return to simplicity?!"

Luo Xingshuang kept her eyes glued to the battlefield below, afraid of missing any detail.

At the entrance to the valley.

A strong wind whipped up a sky full of yellow sand.

Faced with Cang Ming's questioning and...

Standing on the bluestone, Lin Yuan finally made a move.

He slowly turned around.

The hideous, blood-red mask, formed from the essence of the ultimate Dao, reflected a chilling, deathly luster under the crimson moonlight.

Lin Yuan did not answer Cang Ming's foolish questions.

He merely raised his chin slightly, peering through the eye sockets of the mask with the indifferent gaze one would give to a dying man, quietly looking down upon this supreme being of the central capital.

Then.

A low, hoarse laugh, like the scraping of metal, slowly emanated from beneath the blood-red mask.

"Old man."

Lin Yuan tilted his head slightly, as if admiring a beautiful toy that was about to be torn apart.

"So quickly, it just came to us of its own accord."