Demon Cultivator in Abyssal Era

The Faceless Man before him, judging from the aura sensing, showed no difference from Mao Qi, and even under Chu Xiu’s scan, no trace was found.

This wasn’t surprising. If the Rule of Imitation were so easily broken, it wouldn’t be worthy of being called Rule Power.

However, the Faceless Man before them had a distinct difference from the ordinary creatures created by the Rule of Imitation.

And that was its face.

The face had no features, replaced by a bizarre vortex, seeming as if it could engulf everyone’s mind.

Previously, when replicating with Zhulong, Chu Xiu had avoided contacting the vortex on its face with his Divine Sense, and instead directly used overwhelming power to chop it down.

But now he concentrated his thoughts, actively probing the vortex that attracted minds!

He had an intuition that within the depths of the vortex lay the same essence as found within the core of the crimson mist!

And as expected, the instant his Divine Sense touched the vortex, Chu Xiu felt a tremendous suction pulling all his Divine Sense into it!

Fortunately, he was prepared this time. He had already partitioned a portion of his Divine Sense to hold firm on the Spirit Platform, unlike before when he was caught off guard and had all his mind sucked in.

Holding firm on the Spirit Platform, just like when entering Abyss City, his main consciousness remained within his body, firmly controlling his physical form, with only part of his consciousness exploring like a pioneer reconnaissance team.

Suddenly, Chu Xiu felt a piercing chill enveloping him, not in the physical sense but akin to the sense of emptiness from the abyssal malice felt during his breakthroughs!

Chu Xiu’s consciousness seemed to enter a space entirely composed of data, resembling the Abyss City in appearance, but both the density and total number of data were short by billions upon billions, most importantly, without informational bodies as intermediaries, with Chu Xiu’s consciousness directly contacting the vast, complex, indescribable data!

It was a completely different sensation; via informational bodies, the data streams were like displayed on a screen, slowly obtainable by Chu Xiu, whereas now, the data seemed directly inundating his mind!

Chu Xiu let out a muffled groan, a pained expression appearing on his face, tightly closed eyes started bleeding tears!

Others watched him worriedly, uncertain of what was happening.

Fortunately, only seconds later, Chu Xiu’s face calmed down.

Reacting swiftly, he isolated most information, began relying on his formidable Divine Soul, slowly analyzing from the periphery.

Yet, even though his computing ability now rivals modern supercomputers, faced with the massive data stream, it was still unmanageable, like someone ignorant of computer knowledge being shown vast amounts of 01 data, would be clueless despite being highly intelligent and genius.

Nevertheless, despite the lack of approach, Chu Xiu did not give up, doing his best to memorize, think over, and analyze the data.

He remembers Von Neumann, the father of computing, once said: ”In mathematics, you do not understand things, you just get used to them.”

Thus, even if Chu Xiu now cannot comprehend the entities he contacts, he still relies on his super-strong computational ability, striving to perceive and learn.

Time passes relentlessly, ten seconds, twenty seconds, a minute... ten minutes!

Ten minutes, for ordinary people, might only suffice to memorize a two-hundred-word passage, but for Chu Xiu, it’s enough to store bytes measured in gigabytes!

Under the astonished gazes of all, the Faceless Man replicating Mao Qi seemed as if its flesh and blood were being consumed, turning shriveled and emaciated!

A few more minutes later, suddenly the Faceless Man exploded with a ”bang” into countless fragments, at the same time, Chu Xiu opened his eyes!

”Brother Chen, how are you?” Xie Xuanzhao asked with concern.

Chu Xiu stared blankly ahead, brows furrowed, seemingly lost in thought.

Compared to analyzing the crimson mist, this time took several times longer, and because Chu Xiu’s main consciousness held firm on the Spirit Platform, he did not get lost in the ocean of data, but continually analyzed rationally the information he perceived.

However, even so, he still felt that he was merely mechanically memorizing and repeating certain data without realizing what truly constituted the essence hidden within the Faceless Man’s core.

It’s as if he was randomly twisting a Rubik’s cube, occasionally piecing together a complete side, giving him the deceptive sense of finding some rules, only to soon realize it was merely a temporary illusion, even a trap leading him down the wrong path.

After a long time, he finally let out a deep breath, stood up, wiped the blood off his face, and looked at Xie Xuanzhao, saying: ”Thank you for your concern, Miss. I might have just explored some of the essence of ’Tribulation,’ but somehow, I now can’t remember anything.”

This statement left the other seven exchanging glances, Mu Tuo suddenly said: ”Brother Chen’s response... why is it exactly like our state when perceiving rules?”

”Perceiving rules?” Chu Xiu paused in surprise.

Zhu Jiu nodded: ”Indeed, when we first acquired the ’Seed of Rules,’ we mostly experienced similarly to you, after all, rules are too mysterious and difficult to comprehend, not something easily grasped in a moment.”

”Every ’Inheritor’ who acquires the ’Seed of Rules,’ no matter how genius, at least requires seclusion in terms of years to barely manipulate a trace of Rule Power, entering the threshold of Sequence Nine.”

”I see...”

Chu Xiu sank back into contemplation.