Under One Person, your rebellious life has reached the heavens?

The demon's violent struggles became stiff and slow at a visible speed, its wails abruptly stopped, and its flesh and soul were completely plundered by the user of the Six Treasures Immortal Thief and the Spirit Binding and Commanding Generals.

"Hmm... he's many times stronger than those newly awakened superhumans."

The faceless white monster let out a delighted exclamation, its voice carrying a chilling undertone.

He devoured the nearly 2-meter-tall demon corpse, refining it into the most refined life energy within his body to cleanse his internal organs.

The Great Completion of the Six Treasuries Immortal Thief - Gluttonous Body.

It knows no fatigue, no thirst, and no pain; it possesses the means to devour everything.

Ren Liqian sized up the imposing shadow standing beside his old friend. The figure was about ten feet tall, clad in tattered armor, with jet-black eyes radiating a palpable aura of death. He couldn't help but chuckle and ask:

"Old friend, your last demon general is almost complete, isn't it?"

"We're still missing the souls of a few demons. If all else fails, 10 Level 3 Awakened Ones will do."

The old man of the Wang family had an iron mask embedded deep into his flesh, concealing his true appearance. His cold eyes were filled with intense greed and madness. When he spoke, his lips moved, and black qi flowed out with them.

The two were originally hunting demons and Inhumans in New York, but due to Behemoth's purge, the original apostles swept through the city streets in droves, forcing them to temporarily leave.

A full 52 days of lavish feasts, high-quality demons, and an inexhaustible supply of awakened beings allowed the two to reach the pinnacle of their extraordinary skills.

Ren Liqian said with a regretful tone:

"Your foundation is not solid enough, and you are greedy for quick progress. Unfortunately, you have mastered the art of binding spirits and commanding generals, but you can only control three demon generals. If you had more, it would be perfect."

He paused slightly, his envy barely concealed.

“Even if you only extract a small fraction of the Awakened Ones here, it would be enough for you to refine a hundred Demon Generals. With their help, you can easily flatten Dragon Tiger Mountain and kill your enemies.”

However, the Wang family elder shook his head slightly:

“I was just a merchant in my family and not good at spiritual practice. If it weren’t for the changes in the year of Jia Shen, I wouldn’t have ended up on this path.”

"My cousin, who succeeded as the head of the family, captured the souls of all the elders and cultivated together for over 70 years, only to suddenly die in the desert under mysterious circumstances. A strong premonition tells me it's related to the Celestial Master's Mansion; both old and new grudges are here..."

"You've been away for so long, I don't know what the situation is like back home. Could you find out?"

Ren Liqian reminded him.

He privately believed that with their current strength, the two of them could storm Longhu Mountain at any time. His only worry was that if those stinky Taoist priests were injected with the G1 potion and also underwent a mutation, they would be difficult to deal with.

"Alright, let's ask while we have nothing to do tonight."

After saying this, the Wang family elder took out a palm-sized piece of completely black yin paper from his bosom. The other half of the completely white yang paper was carried and preserved by the current head of the Wang family, Wang Qianyin.

“Sizzle…”

As the old man used his finger as a pen, a line of white, deeply engraved characters was imprinted on the paper, wisps of white smoke rising from it.

The Wang family's ancestral technique, the Divine Diagram, allows for real-time communication, which is just one of its capabilities.

Even in modern times, while it may not be as convenient as a mobile phone or computer, it far surpasses them in terms of security and privacy.

Meanwhile, across a distance of five or six thousand kilometers, Wang Qianyin felt a strange throbbing in his chest and subconsciously took out a piece of paper.

Looking down, he saw that it was an elder inquiring about information regarding the Celestial Master's Mansion. He picked up his pen and wrote a reply:

"The Kyushu Security Council will be established domestically to govern emerging superhumans within the country and to establish the first superhuman academy, which is expected to be completed in July. The company will be dissolved and reorganized, and will exist as an affiliated department of the Security Council."

"The leaders and heads of various factions have been invited to become new members of parliament or to serve as staff members of the Security Council to assist the authorities in quelling the situation in various places."

"Zhang Zhiwei has become one of the three presidents. He travels around with Zhang Chulan and Zhang Lingyu. A group of elites from the Celestial Master's Mansion have also gone down the mountain, leaving the mansion currently empty."

Upon receiving the message, the elders of the Wang family across the ocean frowned, folded the yin paper carefully, and recounted its contents to Ren Liqian.

"..."

The faceless, white-haired old ghost suddenly burst into hearty laughter:

"This is a golden opportunity. In just one or two months, Zhang Zhiwei will be preoccupied with trivial matters, while I am all alone and have no fear of any threats from behind. Even if I were to die, it wouldn't matter. But you, have you really thought this through?"

"Your Wang family's foundation is all in the country. If you touch the Celestial Master's Mansion, you will probably not escape being purged, especially since he holds a very high position in the Security Council."

"What is there to fear?"

The Wang family elder sneered: "If we destroy his lineage and exterminate him, who can find out that it was you or me who did it?"

“I can go with you, but it’s inconvenient for me to take action. The residual Qi of the Yin spirits is too obvious. With your Gluttonous Body, dealing with those old, weak, sick, and disabled people would be a piece of cake.”

"it is good."

Ren Liqian laughed loudly: "Then let's make arrangements as soon as possible. I also have some knowledge of Feng Hou. I'm not an expert, but covering our perfect infiltration is not a problem!"

"In just five days, once the last demon general is forged, we will return immediately."

The elder of the Wang family spoke with a voice as cold as ice, his eyes revealing murderous intent.

........

September 3, night.

In the Tang Tomb in Sichuan, inside a tranquil cave, two massive magic arrays silently operated. One was placed at the entrance, acting as a barrier to prevent Tang Sect disciples from accidentally entering and disturbing the area. The other covered an area of ​​several feet in radius and was gradually becoming perfected under Xu Xin's cultivation.

Not far away, Zhou Sheng stood with his hands behind his back, his face solemn and gloomy, it was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry.

The comprehension of that Thirty-Three was truly terrifying. After being guided by him for two months, he actually mastered the Feng Hou technique to a state of perfection, far surpassing his three fellow disciples who had been foolish for half their lives and unable to leave the inner realm.

As for the underlying reason, Zhou Sheng speculated that Xu Xin was not a sorcerer by origin, and therefore his obsession with Feng Hou was not that great.

Furthermore, this person had been imprisoned by the Tang Clan for over seventy years, which had extinguished his spirit. He was also in his twilight years, so it would be a miracle if he still had desires. How could he possibly be tripped up by desires?

However, what Zhou Sheng didn't know was that every disciple in the Tang Sect who could inherit the Dan Shi technique had a clear understanding of themselves. They faced death with a will and had extremely strong character and willpower, so it wasn't difficult for them to overcome the first hurdle after the wind.

Time passed slowly. Xu Xin, who was cultivating with his eyes closed, had his Qi becoming increasingly ethereal, as if merging with all things in nature within the magic array. His body began to become increasingly transparent, appearing and disappearing intermittently, until after a moment, it completely vanished.

"What...what is the innate transformation that has made me king!?"

Zhou Sheng was horrified. He could tell at a glance that Xu Xin was close to mastering the skill. He clenched his fists tightly, suppressing his killing intent.

In his gasp of surprise, "whoosh!" Xu Xin's figure reappeared, and the small magic array beneath him dissipated in the wind.

"You stingy miser, unwilling to part with Feng Hou, you've actually come up with the idea of ​​killing her to silence her, or discarding her after she's served her purpose?"

"Let me give you a piece of advice: don't even think about it."

The disheveled and haggard old man exhaled a breath of stale air, opened his eyes, and, supporting his nearly lifeless body, shakily got up.

this moment.

Xu Xin felt an unprecedented sense of ease and clarity, a miserly smile playing on his lips.

The Feng Hou Qi Men technique will indeed allow Dan Shi to reach a higher level.

Chapter 342 How can we stick to the old ways?

Seeing that he had stopped cultivating and his demeanor was completely different from before, Zhou Sheng suppressed his displeasure, coughed and chuckled a few times, and teased:

"Thirty-three, I'm overjoyed that you've achieved the Feng Hou cultivation; how could I possibly harbor any ill intentions?"

"Your suspicion of your elder brother is utterly devoid of conscience."

"My name is not Thirty-Three."

Xu Xin glanced at him, her eyes somewhat cold, and corrected him, "Xu Xin, Tang Xin, these are the only two names I have."

"Alright, alright, Brother Xu, now that you've completed your cultivation, shouldn't you come down the mountain with me?"

Zhou Sheng was too lazy to waste time on these trivial matters and pressed him for an answer on when they would take action.

"Once I've settled things within the sect, I'll go down the mountain with you."

"it is good......"

"Where's your phone? Let me borrow it and play with it for a bit."

Xu Xinchao and Zhou Sheng beckoned for it.

During the years he was trapped in Tang Tomb, he was not completely cut off from the outside world.

His fellow disciples, Tang Miaoxing, Qiushan, and Zhang Wang, would occasionally come to visit him, tell him about things in the outside world, teach him pinyin, and how to use a mobile phone.

The precaution is to prevent the sect leader or Gao Mei, who possesses the Dan Shi skill, from dying unexpectedly one day, so that this sinner who still possesses the Dan Shi skill can guide the younger generation in cultivation.

Even during the two months that followed his study of Feng Hou, Tang Miaoxing visited him at Tang Tomb several times, telling him all about the recent changes in the sect and outside the mountain.

Upon learning that the number of superhumans in the country had surged to 20 to 30 million, even Xu Xin, who was usually indifferent to life, felt a moment of disorientation and lamented the fleeting nature of time.

During this time, with Zhou Sheng's help, Xu Xin also used his phone to log onto the dark web and saw a new world.

In the past, the people in the sect only taught him some basic mobile phone functions, and they didn't even allow him to own one. He could only use it for one or two hours each time they visited.

Over time, Xu Xin lost interest and thought it was nothing special, until Zhou Sheng's arrival changed his prejudice.

Upon hearing his request, the bald old man complied, handing over his phone while muttering a complaint: "Ugh, what a hassle."

"Everything you want to see is in my bookmarks."

Xu Xinsheng swiped the screen unfamiliarly, following Zhou Sheng's instructions, and found and reviewed recent reports about awakened individuals in China.

"..."

"The Security Council? And the Academy of Extraordinary People."

He muttered to himself, his heart heavy, the glowing light from the screen reflecting in his dilated and hesitant pupils.

a long time.

Once Xu Xin came to her senses, she returned the phone to Zhou Sheng.

"What, are you panicking? Planning to back out? Zhang Zhiwei is bringing those two burdens down the mountain, and he also has to deal with the rebellious Awakened Ones. As long as you and I seize the opportunity, we can catch him off guard and kill Zhang Chulan when he is deeply embroiled in a fight."

"Long-winded."

Xu Xin ignored his incessant chatter and instead gave the order:

"Take my form and wait for me here. I will return later."

"Where to go?"

A hint of wariness flashed in Zhou Sheng's eyes, fearing that the old man might betray him and betray his whereabouts to the Celestial Master's Mansion and the Sanyi Sect.

"See the gatekeeper."

Xu Xin's figure gradually disappeared into the distance, becoming transparent. Zhou Sheng stood frozen in place, not stopping him, but instead expanding his magic array to cover the entire Tang Sect, keeping a close watch on Xu Xin's whereabouts within the array.

........

Fifteen minutes later, in a secluded room, Tang Miaoxing, the current sect leader, saw the aged and haggard Xu Xin. His face was gloomy, and he questioned him in a cold voice:

"Who gave you permission to leave the Tang Tomb?"

“Everything happens for a reason.”

Xu Xin responded listlessly.

"......"

"Go back after you've finished speaking."

“You know, before Master left, he told us that as soon as you left that place, we would kill you.”

Considering their years of camaraderie, Tang Miaoxing did not act immediately. Instead, after explaining his position, he gave Xu Xin time to elaborate.

"I have mastered the art of Feng Hou," Xu Xin said succinctly.

"?!"

Tang Miaoxing's brain seemed to tremble as if she had been electrocuted, her expression changed slightly, and she gritted her teeth and pressed for an answer:

"Nonsense! You've been in the Tang Tomb for years, what have you gained? Did the remnants of the 36 Thieves come after you?"

"Sect Leader... I want to tell you that with Feng Hou's assistance, the stealth and instantaneity of Dan Shi will far exceed your imagination."

"Outrageous! Are you out of your mind? How dare you collude with those remnants?! Are you trying to drag the entire Tang Clan down with you?"

Tang Miaoxing flew into a rage, clenching his fists, his chest heaving with anger.

"It's just a business deal. He wants to take my life after it's done, and I want to take his life too."

Seeing the look in his senior brother's eyes that seemed to want to tear him to pieces, Xu Xin remained unfazed and calmly said:

“That man is currently inside the door, monitoring everything. When he sneaked in to see me at the end of February, none of you noticed.”

"However, I have now set up a trap here to temporarily shield him from his prying eyes, so please feel free to talk to me, senior brother."