At atop the summit, the embers from the exploded cauldron still flickered with eerie, phantom-blue flames. Black Dragon's charred remains lay sprawled across a stone altar. Dugu Lu pressed himself tightly behind a jagged, shattered boulder, his expression cold and focused.
In his mind, Shen Can't voice echoed through the real-world communication channel, sharp and rapid:
"Ah Lu, based on the program data I just intercepted, multiple programmers are forcibly scanning the parameters of this region. I've detected dozens of Foundation Establishment experts rushing toward the summit, likely drawn by the Heavenly Tribulation fluctuations left by Black Dragon. Stay hidden; let's see how this plays out."
"Furthermore..." Shen Can't voice dropped an octave, "My detection sub-routine just flagged other players approaching from a vast distance at terrifying speeds. There are Nascent Soul cultivators... and..."
Lu Lu held his breath as a retina projection of Shen Can's analysis report popped up.
"Look at this. There's a fleeting stealth program. It's exceptionally well-hidden, but I caught it. Look at the encapsulation of this code—it's not a patch developed by any mainstream team with Nascent Soul experts. This obscure 'Dark Hexadecimal' syntax... it's highly likely... The Organization. They're here."
Lu Lu's heart sank. In the Domain, the words "The Organization" were a taboo—a nightmare that no player ever wanted to encounter.
"The Pill Qi is on the summit! The fortune blasted out by the lightning belongs to us brothers!"
Dozens of rogue Foundation Establishment cultivators surged up the slopes, riding various artifacts and roaring with greed. However, their revelry lasted only seconds.
From the horizon, two terrifying soul pressures descended, causing the very earth to tremble.
"Mere Foundation Establishment ants dare to lay hands on this treasure? Die!"
Two Early-stage Nascent Soul rogue cultivators streaked through the air as beams of light. They didn't even show their faces; with a mere wave of their powerful consciousness, the virtual shells of the dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators disintegrated in mid-air. They exploded into clouds of raw rune-scraps.
The noisy summit fell instantly silent, save for the low, thunderous chuckle of the Nascent Soul experts.
"Boss is mighty!" "Boss is invincible!"
As the two Nascent Soul "Big Brothers" arrived, three Peak Golden Core cultivators trailing behind them showered them with flattery.
However, before their smiles could fade, a man dressed in deep purple robes appeared silently in the void.
He rode no artifact; he simply stood there calmly, and the surrounding code-streams seemed to bow in his presence.
The purple-robed man's voice was flat, devoid of emotion, yet it carried an indisputable sense of judgment.
[Target Detection Panel]
ID: Organization Executor — Code Name: Purple-Gold Black Cat
Cultivation:Late-stage Nascent Soul
Spiritual Power: 909,000
Signature Skill: Unknown
Signature Item: Epochal Cache — [Data Restricted, Unable to Read]
Defeated Opponent: Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Dragon King
System Evaluation: UNKNOWN
The faces of the two Nascent Soul experts turned deathly pale.
Their arrogant auras collapsed the moment they saw the name "Purple-Gold Black Cat." Under the crushing weight of 909,000 Spiritual Power points, they couldn't even summon the courage to flee.
With a simple flick of his finger, a thin black line sliced through the air. The previously domineering Nascent Soul rogues didn't even have time to teleport. Their virtual bodies were severed at the waist, then forcibly formatted by a dark power, vanishing into nothingness.
"So this is 'The Organization'... the legends are true."
In reality, Shen Can watched several high-energy markers on his screen drop to zero. His fingers danced frantically across the keyboard, attempting to construct one final stealth barrier for Lu Lu.
"Hmm... nothing worth recovering. Just trash data."
In the secret files of real-world hacker teams, "The Organization" was a monstrous collective that had mastered and even created several advanced compilation techniques.
Their goal was to collect every scattered fragment of "Chaos Code," and they had declared their intent to make the Domain of Cultivation vanish from the world.
Whenever they appeared, they erased massive amounts of cultivator data and seized any code they deemed valuable. They called this "Recycling."
"Crap! Ah Lu, your location has been scanned! They used a High-Dimensional Sniffing Program!"
On the ruins of the summit, Purple-Gold Black Cat slowly turned his gaze toward the pile of rubble where Dugu Lu was hiding.
"Abnormal neuron fluctuation detected. Activity 1,501... Qi Sensing stage? An interesting defective product."
The man's index finger twitched. A killing intent cold enough to freeze the soul instantly locked onto Dugu Lu.
Lu Lu knew that against a Late-stage Nascent Soul, any struggle was a joke.
Having heard about The Organization from Shen Can, he understood their horror far better than the average person.
He reached into his storage ring and pulled out the Black Fang Pill, which was radiating violent, black lightning. A flash of madness crossed his eyes.
Dugu Lu threw his head back and swallowed the pill in one gulp.
BOOM!
A cataclysmic surge of spiritual power exploded within him. Hundreds of thousands of Spiritual Power points instantly flooded his limbs and bones.
His virtual skin began to leak streaks of black-gold light, and his eyes were instantly filled with a void of pitch-black data streams.
It was the final moment before his virtual body was torn apart by the sheer pressure!