"According to reliable sources, a week ago, the former Immortal Xia 'Unbroken God of War' Gu Ya was assassinated in the Black Star Capital City, at the young age of 22..."
"Gu Ya, male, a native of Wuhe City, Immortal Xia. His father, Gu Hui, is a world-leading 'Mechanics of Behavior and Human Consciousness Transmission Scientist'..."
"According to statistics from the Immortal Xia Strategic Department, Gu Ya experienced more than two hundred battles of various sizes throughout his life..."
"In the Immortal Xia City battle, Gu Ya participated in the annihilation of over 100,000 mechs of the Starfall Army. He created the magnificent 'Gu Ya Dam,' which allowed plants to grow again on the Immortal Xia land..."
News about Gu Ya was all-encompassing, bombarding every resident of Immortal Xia.
The news was almost exclusively a propaganda of Gu Ya's merits, with only a few words dedicated to the recent occupation of the Black Star Capital City.
Finally, the Immortal Xia President appeared on the news screen with a solemn expression, personally confirming Gu Ya's assassination to the people of Immortal Xia and expressing his condolences.
The real Gu Ya, at this moment, stood on the street, looking up at the giant holographic news screen along with the people around him.
The moment he saw the Immortal Xia President, Gu Ya's expression instantly turned gloomy, and he said sinisterly, "Two-faced..."
A little boy tugged at Gu Ya's sleeve and asked, "Brother, I heard Dad say that Gu Ya has super divine power, how could he still be killed?"
Gu Ya glanced at the meddling little boy and said coldly, "Because cats always want to eat mice."
The little boy didn't understand Gu Ya's words. He scratched his head and pondered for a moment. When he looked up again, Gu Ya had already disappeared into the crowd.
Earlier, Gu Ya had found the President and had a general understanding of the layout of the President's mansion.
Deep in the night, at the Immortal Xia President's mansion.
A spatial rift quietly opened. Two powerful mechanical hands grabbed the security personnel in front of them and swiftly dragged them into a confined space.
Gu Ya, who had changed into security attire beforehand, instantly swapped identities with the security personnel and walked out.
The rift vanished, and a faint electromagnetic sound indicated that the confined space instrument had been damaged.
Such crudely manufactured instruments were rendered useless after a single use.
After confirming that he had not been discovered and no alarms had been triggered, Gu Ya began to survey the mansion.
There weren't many security personnel inside. He was on the first floor, and there were three others besides him.
There were five on the second floor, all positioned around the President's bedroom.
To avoid alerting anyone, the best approach was not to evade security surveillance, but to eliminate them all.
Gu Ya moved his steps lightly and walked under the automatic sensor holographic lights. He placed his palm against the wall, his palm transforming into mechanics. He pressed an instrument hidden in his palm, capable of hacking communications, against the wall.
A few seconds later, he had intercepted all video feeds.
"Tsk, the security system's safety is really quite poor..."
The instrument indicated that there were a total of 248 cameras and 3200 various sensors throughout the entire house, ensuring comprehensive, no-blind-spot coverage.
If the surveillance couldn't be bypassed, then the people watching it would be dealt with.
As he was wearing a tactical cap, the surveillance couldn't capture his entire face.
Gu Ya adopted the posture of a routine patrol and walked to the outside of the central monitoring room. He knocked lightly on the door and then pushed it open.
The moment the door closed, faint, fragmented sounds of a struggle came from within.
Gu Ya, with almost no effort, dealt with the two security guards on duty.
When he emerged from the monitoring room, all security systems were locked down and unable to function normally.
With this safeguard in place, Gu Ya was finally able to unleash his full potential.
A short light sword silently extended from his right arm, tracing several bright light beams in the darkness.
The light sword retracted, and darkness descended once more. Gu Ya transformed into a shadow and charged towards the second floor.
A few seconds later, several "thump" sounds echoed from the second floor as people fell to the ground.
After that, silence reigned.
In the quiet bedroom, the President's soft snoring could be heard from the direction of the bed.
Gu Ya tiptoed to the bedside and turned on the holographic light.
"Wake up, I have something to ask you," Gu Ya said softly.
The President groggily opened his eyes. The moment he saw Gu Ya, he sat up with wide eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.
He was about to reach for the alarm when Gu Ya's right hand instantly became mechanical, transforming into a sharp blade. It pierced through the alarm and his hand simultaneously.
"Save your breath, I've killed all your people."
As Gu Ya spoke, he sat on the edge of the bed, his gaze icy as he looked at the President, "I ask, you answer."
"You are the President of Chongli Sect and also the President of Immortal Xia. You should have known I was a God-power wielder long ago."
"Your methods are cruel and professional; you have killed many God-power wielders."
"But why choose to make a move now, instead of killing me before I awakened even stronger abilities?"
"Did you never consider that I might fight back?"
The Immortal Xia President was initially shocked, then gradually calmed down. By the time Gu Ya finished speaking, he had come to terms with it.
The President let out a cold, wry chuckle and calmly stated, "You yourself said it, we are professional and confident. We have even killed God-power wielders stronger than you."
"Do you know how the Jar of Restraint was created?"
"It was made using the blood of every God-power wielder, through countless processes of condensation, purification, and antimatterization."
"Do you think the Jar of Restraint in the hands of the Old Day faction was obtained from where they claim? Did that person from three hundred years ago truly create it? Heh, you are too naive."
Gu Ya said coldly, "Don't change the subject. Answer what I ask! Why choose to make a move now? Was it because I attacked the Black Star Empire?"
"Lai Jing · Fa Nan also possesses a Jar of Restraint. You colluded with him long ago. The Chongli Sect has long controlled the hidden threads of the world. Isn't that right!!"
The President, knowing his time was short, put on an air of nonchalance, closed his eyes, leaned against the headboard, and remained silent.
Gu Ya knew that even if he killed the President, someone else would take his place and continue to trouble him.
However, at present, killing him would at least buy him some time.
Moreover, Gu Ya had a backup plan.
Gu Ya stood up, his arm transforming into a blade, and pointed it at the President's neck, saying, "You won't talk, will you? Then rest in peace!"
"I already have the perfect candidate to take over your position."
"Hmph, in the end, whether it's the Chongli Sect or Immortal Xia, they will all become playthings in my palm."
The President opened his eyes, turned to look at Gu Ya, and calmly uttered a very unfamiliar term: "Qi Hai Pre-recording."
"Kid, your plan won't succeed. Above the Chongli Sect, there is an even more mysterious organization controlling the lifeline of the world."
"The 'Qi Hai Pre-recording' in their hands is known as the 'Path of the Gods'."
"No matter how distorted the development of events is, all that is recorded in the 'Pre-recording' cannot escape its predetermined outcome."
"Your ending has already been written. Even if you don't die now, you will die in the near future!"
"We are merely a passage of text in the mouth of God..."
Gu Ya tightly gripped the President's silk sleepwear collar, pulled him close, and said coldly, "Tell me, where can I find the 'Qi Hai Pre-recording'!"
Suddenly, the President's arm shot up, and a dagger stabbed into Gu Ya's chest.
Gu Ya had mechanized himself in time. The dagger penetrated about one centimeter into his chest before it could not be pushed further.
Gu Ya fiercely pulled the dagger out and shouted, "Tell me! You'll die a more dignified death."
With a "boom," the wall was broken open. Five warriors in exoskeleton armor rushed in, guns in hand.
Dust billowed, and the exquisite and luxurious bedroom was instantly thrown into disarray.
By the time the warriors reached the bedside,
Gu Ya and the President had already vanished.