Chapter 1 .......

After a series of verifications including voice command, fingerprint, iris, and brainwave scans, Wang Zhixuan, draped in a silver windbreaker, entered the fully enclosed elevator.

The elevator shuddered and plummeted rapidly, only to come to a slow halt half a minute later.

Ding~

The elevator doors opened.

Wang Zhixuan stepped inside.

This underground base was built to withstand nuclear war. Forged from a solid alloy and buried deep underground, it was impervious to even hundreds of nuclear bombs.

This was the headquarters of the Da Xuan Special Affairs Bureau.

The tasks posted on the martial artist forum on the network were issued by the Special Affairs Bureau.

"Dr. Wang!"

As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, someone called out from a distance.

"Bai Hu?"

Wang Zhixuan nodded slightly, "How is the research on the corpse of that mysterious person progressing?"

The reason she had come in such a hurry was that she had received news that the mysterious intruder had been killed.

Bai Hu was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand, "Go and see for yourself."

Wang Zhixuan's family had served in the military for generations, and she herself was a cutting-edge researcher in artificial intelligence. She had considerable authority, and although she didn't have a formal title, her status was very high.

Especially when it came to scientific research projects, her authority was even greater.

Wang Zhixuan nodded and walked towards the laboratory.

Outside the fully enclosed laboratory, after thorough disinfection, Wang Zhixuan changed into a dust-free protective suit and entered.

There were many people in the laboratory, mostly researchers, but also people from the Special Affairs Bureau.

Qing Long was also present.

Seeing Wang Zhixuan enter, Qing Long nodded slightly as a greeting.

Wang Zhixuan also nodded.

An old man sighed softly:

"Indeed, this person is not from Xuan Xing! He looks the same as us, but the subtle differences are completely different! What's even more rare is that this person's body does not carry any harmful viruses, nor is it infected with any of Xuan Xing's viruses!"

Hearing his conclusion, the others breathed a slight sigh of relief.

The biggest reason they were studying Tong Zhengyang was that they were afraid this mysterious alien carried strange viruses from outside Xuan Xing.

After all, this person's physique was unbelievably strong, and some viruses that did no harm to him could be deadly to ordinary people on Xuan Xing.

"What about the other analyses of this person?"

Qing Long's gaze softened, and then he asked.

"That's much simpler."

The old man nodded slightly, his voice calm, "This, let's just assume he's an alien. This alien is also a carbon-based life form, and the genetic difference between him and us is not as great as the difference between humans and gorillas.

"However, this alien's physique is unbelievably strong. His blood has a very high boiling point and will not coagulate naturally. His muscles, bones, and flesh are extremely resilient, even stronger than the body of a Jian Shen martial artist..."

As he spoke, the old man pointed to a vacuum glass罩 (zhào - cover).

Wang Zhixuan looked over.

Inside the glass罩 were strands of silver lines thinner than hair.

"Dr. Li Zheng, what is this?"

Qing Long frowned.

"A strange substance that does not exist in this world? A gas? A particle? Or perhaps a combination of all of them. These threads are only one-tenth the thickness of a hair, but their toughness has reached an unbelievable level. Their strength is 5,000 to 6,000 times that of steel wire, and their toughness is 2,000 times that of steel wire..."

The old man, Li Zheng, said with a hint of amazement:

"These threads are all over his muscles, bones, flesh, and internal organs, which means that, apart from high temperatures, simple kinetic energy attacks cannot harm him..."

"That strong?"

Qing Long and Wang Zhixuan were both moved.

Being thousands of times stronger than steel wire might not be very intuitive, but if such strong threads were intertwined with muscles, bones, and flesh, it would mean that it would be difficult for any weapon to harm him.

Especially since it formed a network, spreading throughout the body.

A simple kinetic energy attack would probably not be able to kill him.

"Unfortunately, even when stored in a vacuum, these threads are constantly dissipating, and there is no way to preserve them..."

Li Zheng sighed.

Even if such a material was not used on the human body, its value would be unimaginable.

Unfortunately, all methods had been tried, but there was no way to store it.

At most, in three days, these thin lines would disappear in the vacuum glass罩.

"Then how did he die?"

Wang Zhixuan frowned and looked at Qing Long.

Li Zheng also looked at Qing Long, "With such a physique, he would have a good chance of surviving even a nuclear bomb. If a meteor directly hit him, it wouldn't be possible to kill him unless it hit him directly on the head. A Jian Shen could not kill such an existence..."

Data does not lie.

Killing such an existence would be unimaginably difficult.

Not to mention, he didn't look like he had been killed by thermal weapons, which made it even more difficult for him to understand.

"No need to ask too much..."

Qing Long lowered his eyes, a shadow flashing in his heart.

He didn't know how this person died. The night was dark and the rain was pouring, and even satellites couldn't capture the scene.

The only one who knew, Daoist Juechen, remained silent, and his status was too high for him to question.

The status of a Jian Shen Grandmaster, the number of disciples and followers, and the vastness of the network of relationships were beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Wang Zhixuan frowned slightly.

She also wanted to know what had happened in the end.

........

Stepping back into the city, An Qisheng felt a sense of being separated from the world.

In his sight, the traffic was congested, stretching as far as the eye could see. On the sidewalks on both sides, pedestrians hurried by, without stopping for a moment.

"Manager Wang, that client is just not a good person. No matter how I communicate, they just don't listen..."

A bespectacled man in a suit and tie, carrying a briefcase, hunched over and complained.

"Xiaoxiao, don't be angry, how about we go to the movies tonight? I bought you the bag you wanted..."

A simple and honest young man smiled ingratiatingly, his expression uneasy.

"Husband, the cram school that the child signed up for costs 22,000 per quarter..."

A middle-aged woman looked worried and sighed constantly.

"Mom, can you persuade Dad? I'll go back when I have time. You know Linlin's temper, there's nothing I can do..."

A tall man looked sad, his brow full of the marks of time.

People hurried by, various voices entered his ears, all kinds of life situations entered his eyes.

An Qisheng, however, was not bothered and strolled on the sidewalk, listening to the various aspects of the world, the many troubles of life, and experiencing the worries and sorrows of countless people.

Compared to the Jiu Fu Realm, apart from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, whether it was productivity or anything else, there was no way to compare with Xuan Xing. However, compared to the suffocating pace of Xuan Xing, the life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset seemed enviable.

In the bustling city, everyone was like an ant, rushing day and night, without a moment to spare, whether they had money or power.

The completely different atmosphere of the two worlds gave An Qisheng an indescribable feeling about everything that he had originally taken for granted.

In the words of Buddhism, all beings suffer.

"Living between heaven and earth, with all kinds of worries and suffering, the current me is the real alien, right..."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

He was wearing a thin white tracksuit. Although his features were not handsome, they were still delicate, coupled with his extraordinary temperament. As he walked, he did not lack attention.

There were even girls who came to strike up a conversation, attracting a lot of envious glances.

Beep beep~

A silver-white car stopped in front of him, and the lowered window revealed the long horse face of his childhood friend, Chen Guangke.

"Get in the car..."

Chen Guangke was a little envious.

His family was somewhat wealthy and he had never lacked girlfriends, but he had never had the experience of being approached by someone.

His childhood friend, although ordinary in appearance, had an extraordinary demeanor, and he always saw him being approached by people.

"Long time no see."

Seeing his childhood friend, An Qisheng smiled slightly.

Sixty years, to meet his childhood friend again, this feeling was quite wonderful.

"Get in the car, get in the car."

Muttering, An Qisheng pulled open the car door and sat in the passenger seat.

The car drove off, and the traffic was heavy along the way.

The two talked about this and that, mostly Chen Guangke talking and An Qisheng listening.

Chen Guangke rambled on, saying that he was not good at school, that his father was forcing him to go on blind dates, how ugly and gold-digging his blind date partners were, and how烦恼 (fánnǎo - troubled) he was.

An Qisheng just responded with a smile. His conversation with his childhood friend broke the faint sense of alienation he felt towards Xuan Xing after his sixty-year dream.

"You're getting more and more mature. If I didn't grow up with you, I would really think you were an old man."

Chen Guangke muttered.

An Qisheng was mature for his age. Before he was twenty years old, he had already accumulated a considerable fortune. He was good at studying, good at martial arts, and had been the son of someone else since he was a child.

He had been nagged by his father a lot since he was a child.

"Huh?"

An Qisheng was about to speak when his heart stirred.

His gaze looked out the window, looking far beyond the clouds.

Faintly, he felt an extremely evil and powerful aura rising from a very distant place.

This aura was as deep as an abyss and contained great ferocity. Feeling it was like seeing a sea of blood in hell, and infinite evil flashed through his heart.

In a trance, he seemed to see the beacon fires of death, smoke everywhere, ten thousand corpses lying on the ground, a thousand miles of blood sea...

Endless wailing and the howling of ghosts and gods appeared in his heart.

This is...

An Qisheng's face lost its smile, and a ripple flashed in the depths of his eyes.

There was no spiritual energy of heaven and earth on Earth, and his divine will lacked a medium to leave his body. However, his state of mind had already reached the point of being divine and enlightened, secretly in harmony with the void, and he could faintly see many things.

Although this wisp of evil aura flashed by, he would not consider it his illusion.

In the dark, he felt great danger.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Guangke turned his head and asked.

"Don't talk while driving..."

An Qisheng slowly uttered a sentence, closed his eyes slightly, and recited in his heart:

"Da Dao Ji..."

Buzz~

In the depths of his vision, with a slight flash, the Da Dao Ji slowly emerged.

On the ancient painting, sparkling light rippled and surged.

"What is that aura?"

An Qisheng's mind moved.

Without the heaven and earth as a medium, the consumption was unimaginably large to see through the sky, and it could not be made up for on Xuan Xing.

It would be better to urge the Da Dao Ji.

{The map owner has no coordinates to provide, forced search requires the consumption of 10,000 Dao power (ten times the consumption)}

Da Dao Ji gave a response.

Ten thousand Dao power?

An Qisheng was slightly startled in his heart, and then agreed:

"Search."