A Scroll of Infinite Glory

Chapter 331 A faint, crystalline light travels across the six directions; a banner at the end of the Han Dynasty summons a multitude of immortals.

Long Jiusheng's punch was actually extremely fast, but when it was actually delivered, it felt incredibly slow.

Fast and slow are relative concepts. A sufficient number of reference points are needed for people to better understand whether the movement of an object is fast or slow.

When he threw that punch, everything that was supposed to serve as a "reference point" also stirred up, moving even faster than his fist.

The sky, the ground, the air and scenery between heaven and earth all rushed towards his fist, contracting and condensing.

This punch seemed to symbolize the supreme authority between heaven and earth; with a single punch, heaven and earth could be contained within the five fingers.

Use the immense power of a fist that encompasses an entire world to destroy the enemy.

The punch came suddenly, but Guan Luoyang blocked it hastily and timely.

The extremely bright blue light in his eyes flashed for a fleeting moment, almost like an illusion, before he realized what had happened.

His palm, seemingly mirroring the change in his gaze and the shift in the expression in his eyes, delivered a powerful strike.

In that instant, the arm transformed into light and moved, and only after reaching the designated position did the light transform back into that powerful palm strike.

It was a palm strike that could almost be described as moving at the speed of light; there is no reaction in the world that could be faster.

Even with Guan Luoyang's level of skill, he could only unleash such a swift attack in this flawed game world, free from any material constraints.

The palm intercepted the fist, and the fist and palm collided. The landscape, which had been completely distorted and was rapidly collapsing, suddenly slowed down.

The colorful torrent that was shrinking toward Long Jiusheng's fist was held back by a clear, watery light and a pure, expanding force emanating from Guan Luoyang's palm, preventing it from shrinking any further.

The power of the Heavenly River, the profound mysteries of the Immortal Path of Primordial Heavy Water, can be both absorbed and released.

Just like Guan Luoyang's self-created move "Motian Nong Ri" (Motian Nong Ri), which illustrates the changes in gravity, it can both contract and expand.

The vibrant torrents created when numerous landscapes collapsed are now frozen in all directions, like a colorful sandstorm and fog.

It also seemed to be a graffiti scroll, in which the figures of the players had long since become blurred and indistinguishable.

The figures of Su Sheng and his companions were only vaguely visible, with several outlines distributed in different locations.

Within the entire scroll, only Long Jiusheng and Guan Luoyang manage to maintain their integrity amidst the magnificent graffiti colors.

However, Guan Luoyang's expansion force only barely caused a slight obstacle to the process of compressing the myriad landscapes.

Long Jiusheng's arm jerked, and his fist continued to thrust forward.

Guan Luoyang bent his right arm slightly and involuntarily stepped back. The dense, colorful turbulent currents around him, after being bumped by him, slowly began to flow again from their stagnation.

The two of them, amidst rich colors that were either deep or vibrant, carved out a path through a void of nothingness.

The slowly flowing, chaotic colors are filling in the blank space, but the flow is too slow. If this continues, it's uncertain when it will be able to fill it again.

Guan Luoyang no longer held back; his true form in the real world channeled all its spiritual energy into the player's body, carrying the radiance of data written with vacuum divine power.

In the game world, Guan Luoyang shouted loudly and struck out with both palms.

Long Jiusheng threw a punch to meet the attack, but the moment their four arms touched, Long Jiusheng was violently shaken and staggered backward.

In the surrounding environment, countless chaotic, deep colors distorted for a moment before returning to their proper places.

The frozen soil at the bottom of the lake, the ruins of the resort, and the gloomy clouds in the sky all reappeared one by one.

The players had all disappeared, but Su Sheng and the others were still there, their appearances and features becoming clear again.

Guan Luoyang stepped onto the ice pillar, glancing at the surrounding scenery. In the air around him, stable golden data had already appeared, like hundreds of ancient bamboo slips, carrying words and order, standing upright in mid-air, flickering uncertainly.

The number of golden data scrolls continues to expand, scattered like stars, bringing all environmental data along their path under Guan Luoyang's control.

"Are you Long Jiusheng, or Long Jiushan?"

"Long Jiusheng is an individual formed by copying a portion of my soul data and compiling some other inherited knowledge."

Long Jiusheng did not land, but his body surface was covered with many cracks, like porcelain.

With a bang, the outer shell of the suit and tie, with its broad forehead and black hair, exploded, revealing the true face beneath.

It was a figure draped in a white robe, upon which countless geometric patterns flowed and changed continuously.

A white jade mask with holes carved only around the eyes is attached to the face. Thin, smooth wires in red, yellow, and blue serve as his hair, extending long down his back, the ends of which seem to seep into the void.

Jiushan chuckled.

"The clones we create are actually connected to the original body at a deep subconscious level. They are the ideal experimental subjects. After they successfully cultivate in the game world, we can integrate everything about them into the soul data of the original body. They can blend together seamlessly, be of one mind, and have no conflicts."

"It's a pity that, out of the many experimental subjects, only Long Jiusheng was able to grow to this level. The experimental clones created for Leopold at that time were basically stuck at the sixth level of psionic energy, which could only be considered minor supplements without much benefit."

"Su Sheng and his group were all created by mixing and matching other people's soul data, so it's more difficult to harvest them."

He said that, but Su Sheng and the others were all standing frozen in place, as if they had lost consciousness and did not take any conscious action to resist.

Guan Luoyang could now see that their souls had already been programmed into data, and now, deep within that data, certain hidden commands had been activated.

"I see."

Guan Luoyang suddenly realized, "I originally guessed that when you harvested them, you needed both an internal secret door and certain external conditions. This external condition should be the inner world, but now it seems that the inner world is not that important at all."

"The real requirement for this external condition is that the power of six chosen ones intersects."

Jiushan laughed, "That's right, I knew you wouldn't let them into the Inner World, but in reality, the Inner World isn't a cage; where they are is the prison you've meticulously prepared!"

He lowered his face, looked down at Guan Luoyang, and asked in a gentle tone, "Can you still move?"

Using Jiushan himself and Su Sheng as signal receiving terminals, they mobilized the psionic signals of all online players in the entire game world to suppress Guan Luoyang.

"Am I the only one who can't move?"

Guan Luoyang uttered a casual remark.

There are 26 major cities in the metropolitan area, and many players are scattered in other places and have not been able to come.

The live stream they were watching went black the instant Long Jiusheng turned around and threw a punch.

As the barrage of comments was raging, a cluster of azure blue crystals appeared on the black screen. It was crystal clear and had the solid texture of crystal, yet it burned and changed like a flame.

"What...is this...thing..."

The player, who appeared to be a teenager, was horrified to find his hands covered in blue crystal.

Before he could react further, the beautiful blue crystal sealed his entire body, freezing his half-open mouth inside as well.

In reality, a young master, a city lord, lying in a European-style manor, suddenly sat up wearing a game helmet.

"What happened? Why was my account banned?"

He jumped out of bed, stumbled, quickly ripped off his gaming helmet, and logged into the social media platform.

At this point, countless people on social media platforms had echoed his lamentations or angry outbursts.

Someone posted a message with a terrified expression.

"I wonder if anyone remembers that apocalyptic video that circulated in the metropolitan area before. All the zombies in the video had parts of their bodies covered in crystals."

"Could it be that the virus is designed to infect players? And would infection result in account bans?"

"Those people in the city center are here to verify the authenticity of the game world. The origin of this virus... it's hard to say!"

Some people quickly sent messages to their relatives and friends who were still online, asking them to go offline temporarily to avoid the limelight.

These people, of course, had no idea that the more frequently they sent messages and the more times they mentioned the virus, the more active the Heavenly Demon Crystal became.

The speed at which the crystalline radiance spread was increasing exponentially.

Above the ruins of the resort, Jiushan sensed something was wrong and immediately abandoned the players in the urban area, mobilizing computing resources to try to help the players in the other areas suppress and eliminate the Heavenly Demon Crystal.

Historical battleground.

Vast, towering mountains, thousands of rivers and streams.

Zhongtian Floating Island, suspended high in the sky.

The Han Dynasty, whose legitimacy had declined and whose princes had all been killed, suddenly found itself with a princess who, from some unknown corner of the land, was chosen by players to temporarily wield the imperial seal and serve as a banner to unite the forces of the Eastern Han territory.

This princess, who doesn't have a player nickname above her head, is actually a player, just like the general beside her.

After powerful generals, sorcerers, imperial advisors, and demonic monks from all sides stormed the Zhongtian Floating Island, the war intensified.

Another flag-bearing general has fallen.

Before the mighty generals of the Eastern Han Dynasty could take their place, their princess took up the banner.

But at that very moment, all the game characters and players around felt an unusual tremor.

"It seems like it's time."

An Ling, carrying the flag, asked, "What do we do next?"

Hei Cuodao slapped a crystal into the flagpole and said, "Go to a high place and wave the flag."

The tampered data caused a flood of game characters to surge forward, carrying with them a large number of players.

In this highly realistic game world, everyone looks exactly like a real person. The scene collapses in sync, making their momentum even more terrifying than a charge in the real world.

Within the coalition regime, Hei Cuodao, known for his taciturn and good-tempered nature, merely rolled his eyes at countless enemies.

"Darkness needs desire, and so does light."

He somehow acquired a dagger in his hand, exactly like a real weapon.

"Evil needs to be killed, and justice also needs to be killed."

Among the martial arts of the United Regime's genetic information, the most important is killing and calamity, namely the "Hunting the Ten Thousand Mountains Map".

The figure moving at breakneck speed created a towering tornado in an instant.

The entire Zhongtian Floating Island disintegrated in an instant.

Those caught in this afterimage hurricane, whether players or game characters, all died instantly.

The data that made up their bodies couldn't dissipate; like real flesh and bones, it was mixed into this hurricane.

Just as one must hunt everything in order to satisfy one's hunger, this hurricane becomes stronger and stronger, and external impacts become increasingly difficult to shake it. Even in the world of data, this fundamental logic of breaking, chewing, and digesting cannot be erased.

Flesh and blood were worn away, bones turned to skeletal heights, and dark red hurricane pillars mingled with the stark whiteness, while only the central line remained calm and strangely serene.

Carrying the flag, An Ling ascended step by step through this stable area.

She waved the large flag high in the sky, rising higher and higher.

In the sky above the historical battleground, a corner collapsed, revealing a colossal figure.

With flowing white hair, the Fifth Mirror, and the radiance of numerous psionic satellites, formed a dazzling halo of light behind him.

The two gaming helmets that Guan Luoyang sent back, after his modifications, could connect to the signal here even from another continent.

The Fifth Mirror descended upon the Historical Conquest Zone with only a portion of the power of the psionic satellite.

The other person appeared directly on the sea of ​​data, which symbolizes the game world.

Yan Zhen floated on the sea of ​​data, letting out a powerful laugh.

"Hahaha, there really is such a place in the world. My genetic information martial arts have not yet reached the true mastery level in theory, but with the help of this location, I can experience it in advance."

The phantom image of the Spirit Gate satellite above his head flickered. Suddenly, he turned around, and a white light swept away all the satellite phantom images, flying into the sky.

Genetic information connects the past and present, and includes sages and ancestors.

Regardless of their thoughts, the ancient people of this world did not actually possess great power while they were alive.

But that's not important. When their imprints in history and in their genetic information are activated by Yan Zhen, they will use Yan Zhen's understanding to make "virtue and position match" appear in this world.

A white light flashed by, and stars fell like rain.

Throughout history, wise men, hegemons, literary stars, and generals from all over the world have descended upon the six regions of the Promised Land, walking and singing as if in a dream.

The urge to sweep through the entire game world and remove the Heavenly Demon Crystals was suddenly suppressed.

"Hiss, this kind of method—these delusional, sick people in the coalition government—they're not doing science at all!"

Above the urban area, Jiushan sighed angrily.

"After temporarily losing all online players, even if the Promised Land still exists, I can only trap you at most, and cannot inflict effective damage."

"It seems to have reached a stalemate."

His voice rose slightly at the end of his sentence.

The energy change information contained within the entire game world is so vast that even after all online players log off, the data that constitutes this game world is still immeasurable.

No one in the world can maintain the operation and transformation of this game world by their own power. Guan Luoyang cannot, Brahma's Brain cannot, and Jiushan cannot either.

In the more than 50-year history of the game world, Jiushan has only played the role of a leader. The real share of the workload is the numerous intelligent programs that this organization has continuously written and expanded day after day and year after year.

In terms of data processing capabilities, these intelligent programs combined are undoubtedly number one in the world.

However, they are ultimately just artificial intelligence that has not awakened self-awareness. They have lost the important part of online players' participation without their knowledge. With just these artificial intelligences, no matter how many changes they show or how abundant the energy they mobilize, they cannot be considered a threat in the face of the world's top psionicists.

To give an example, when a thick fog rises, it can cover the dwelling places of millions of people, travel thousands of miles, and obscure mountains and rivers, but such a vast fog could never suppress any tiger or leopard.

The reason why Jiushan was so excited about the appearance of the Brahma Brain is that the Brahma Brain is a unique sample at present. If he can study the existence of the Brahma Brain and master the method of cultivating self-awareness in artificial intelligence, then he will have the opportunity to turn the "Great Fog" into a vast sea, into mountains, and even into a powerful and boundless solar fire hell.

If the research plan can be implemented to that point, this wasteland continent will become their organization's true promised land, an invincible earthly kingdom. Any hostile forces that enter this place can be easily reduced to ashes by Jiushan.

Unfortunately, research takes time, and Guan Luoyang's actions were all too fast.

At that time, Jiushan really did not expect that the Eight Leaves Academy had just started technical cooperation and had just awakened the "Brain of Brahma". In terms of military strength, foundation, high-level personnel, and technology, Jiushan had the advantage in every aspect, and the situation was very favorable.

And yet, in just one day...

Brahma's brain was then eaten.

This is not just about losing an ally; for Jiushan, it means cutting off a visible and immediate path forward—a path to invincibility.

However, after discovering that Guan Luoyang had displayed some of the abilities of the Brahma Brain, Jiushan was shocked, and then overjoyed.

Brahma's brain is gone, but Guan Luoyang is still here. If we could weaken this person enough, imprison him, and use him as a research subject... no, no, no, that would be too dangerous.

Even just collecting the data scattered after this person's death could be a huge and surprising discovery.

"but……"

Jiushan paused, then asked candidly, "You've exhausted your backup plans and reinforcements. Now, who can help you in the real world?"

"How much strength does the real you, the foundation of your being, still retain?"

Guan Luoyang met his gaze, his expression extremely solemn.

"Your question..."

His face was serious, and his eyes looked troubled.

He suddenly smiled.

"That's a good question. Let me measure it."

In reality, Guan Luoyang flipped his hand to put away the helmet, slowly walked out of the hall, and a wisp of cold Xuan Tribulation Fire rose from his body.

(End of this chapter)