Qingyu Industrial Park.
An area made up of several medium-sized residential districts mixed together.
It was only when Alkaid reached the outer area that he realized there were strict patrolling personnel here.
Moreover, these patrols seemed to be advised by professional military personnel, with many checkpoints and observation points set up, making it look almost like a military restricted area to the uninformed.
"Looks like I need to be quick and decisive, making too much noise could bring considerable trouble."
Alkaid observed for a moment.
Leveraging the pinnacle of a Grandmaster's physique and keen perception, he swiftly closed in.
At the same time, he activated the Perception Secret Technique to search for the demon's location.
The range of the Perception Secret Technique is related to the Cultivator's own vitality strength.
At this moment, since he hadn't reached the physical limits, his perception radius fluctuated around forty meters.
This range could easily cover most of Yulong International, but it was somewhat small for Qingyu Industrial Park.
However, as soon as he sneaked into Qingyu Industrial Park, he keenly sensed something.
After carefully concentrating his perception again...
He indeed detected two individuals with abnormal vitality.
And at this moment...
He had only perceived less than one-fifth of the industrial park.
"Another demon den?"
Alkaid was somewhat surprised.
The demons he had hunted down had already reached double digits, but these demons mostly operated alone, each dominating a territory and hunting the surrounding humans for food.
But now...
Three demons at Yulong International.
This place also had more than one demon!?
Alkaid recalled the satellite imagery of Qingyu Industrial Park he had checked earlier on his smartphone map and made a sensing plan, exploring along the planned route one by one.
Since the Perception Secret Technique does not rely on sight and does not require good visibility, his exploration was considerably smoother.
As he walked through, he already discovered that this industrial park was not simple.
There were guards armed with firearms.
There were people hanging in the internal basketball court, their fate unknown.
And there were emaciated employees who looked like they had been starved for days.
From some places, cries of despair and agony could still be heard.
For this, Alkaid was not surprised.
When he hunted other demons, he had witnessed similar scenes.
"Demon Cave."
Hours later, Alkaid entered a building.
He had thoroughly explored the industrial park.
Including those from Yulong International, there were three demons in total.
"I had suspected that since demons can disguise themselves as humans and use human societal methods and rules to control humans for their own purposes, they likely belong to a highly organized, structural higher society; it's just that previously I had encountered only individuals who operated alone, never a team engaged in organized combat."
Alkaid's expression remained calm.
He was not too surprised.
At this moment, he sharply heard footsteps coming from the corridor behind.
Immediately, he stepped forward, saw an unlocked room, and quickly entered.
However, only when he pushed the door and entered, did he discover...
There were people inside.
Five weary-looking employees in tattered clothes were operating something on computers.
When he entered, all five pairs of eyes simultaneously fell on him.
However, Alkaid did not speak and calmly approached them, as if inspecting their work.
Seeing this, the five hastily turned to their monitors and began to work diligently.
Once the sound in the corridor disappeared, Alkaid, as if he just finished an inspection, pushed the door open and left.
The whole process involved no conversation and did not rouse any commotion.
"Three."
Alkaid recalled the positions of the three detected red dots.
One of them...
was a bit distant from the main buildings.
So...
"Let's start with you then."
He said, traversing through the building.
Feiyu Country was not Dayu Country, the surveillance system was far less sophisticated than in Dayu.
Or rather, the controller of this industrial park might not trust these electronic devices.
He paid a bit of attention, his form was like a ghost traversing through the building, quickly reaching a two-story flat building a few dozen meters from the main building.
After briefly listening and observing, he entered through a window.
Inside, he took a doctor's white coat and put on a medical mask.
Outside, there were three guards playing cards.
A handgun lay on the table.
They glanced at Alkaid but paid him no mind.
Following the red dot's perception, Alkaid crossed the main hall and came to a corridor.
There were several rooms here.
Alkaid glanced at them.
It was a surgery room, without even the basic dust-free technology, just separated by a few curtains, with several people dressed like him operating on a body, blood everywhere.
He withdrew his gaze and soon stopped at the door of a room.
But...
He frowned slightly.
The sensed location was right here.
But the room was clearly empty.
"On the second floor?"
He looked up, turning toward the stairwell.
But after perceiving meticulously for a moment, he lowered his head.
"No, it's a basement."
He made his way to the stairwell.
There was a door behind the stairwell.
The door was unlocked; Alkaid pushed it open and indeed saw a staircase leading downward.
As he descended the stairs, he caught sight of a guard, engrossed in his smartphone, unaware of anything else.
He glanced at the guard's position.
Using the dim light downstairs, he leaped silently and pounced down.
Before the guard realized anything, Alkaid had already gripped his throat, his fingers tightly coiling, and Vigor burst forth...
"Crack."
The neck was crushed.
The guard did not manage to shout a single word before he died instantly.
Alkaid placed his body in a corner filled with miscellaneous items.
"Need to speed up."
He pushed open the door ahead.
A chilly, mixed with various odd smells, breeze hit him.
Under the orange light, he saw the environment inside clearly.
A room no less than four hundred square meters.
But in the room, there were dozens of iron cages.
The iron cages were arranged in two layers.
In each iron cage, there were various numbers of naked women confined.
Mostly younger ones.
The reason he said various numbers was because some people in the cages were lying there, alive or dead unknown.
The ones not lying down had eyes filled with emptiness, numbness.
They were stark naked, their human dignity crushed to the extreme.
Just like sheep being led to the slaughter, each awaiting their fate of death.
Even with Alkaid's entrance, there was no reaction.
This scenario...
Alkaid had seen it before, but never on such a large scale, easily hundreds of people...
This was his first time witnessing it.
Compassion for the same ordeal.
This scene would inevitably arouse fury in anyone who witnessed it.
Alkaid forcefully controlled his emotions, not showing the slightest bit, to avoid stirring these people into chaos.
He continued this way through the underground chamber.
At one end of the basement, there was another room.
Alkaid took a glance...
Again, dozens of people.
But this time, the ones imprisoned were men.
Beyond that, there was also an iron door here.
He pushed open the iron door, which appeared to be a room used for storing miscellaneous items and torture devices.
He looked up and moved forward.
According to the Perception Secret Technique, just past another door was the demon.
The death of the guard could be discovered at any moment.
He did not waste time.
He strode forward, rapidly pushing the iron door.
When he pushed, it surprisingly didn't budge.
It was locked.
Alkaid took a glance, it wasn't a high-level lock.
It was merely bolted from the inside with an iron rod.
He took out a recently purchased shortsword, stabbed it into the gap, and pressed down.
"Bang!"
A light sound.
The door bolt was severed.
Then he swiftly pushed the iron door open.
Apparently, the sound of severing the door bolt had alerted someone inside.
A towering figure, about two meters tall with plenty of fat and a ferocious look like a demon, appeared in front of Alkaid.
It seemed...
As if it had only recently entered a human body and could not quite control its demonic form yet.
But that wasn't the point.
The point was the scene in the room he was in.
It was a sight even Alkaid found hard to suppress his killing intent upon seeing.
People.
Dozens to hundreds of people.
More precisely, dozens to hundreds of naked corpses.
Some were placed on slab-like tables.
Several others, hung in mid-air, waiting to dry.
Some bodies were seasoned to taste.
The entire scene...
Was like a nightmare.
...
"Human delicacies, so fresh, the leader was right, this place is perfect," the demon said, seeing Alkaid as if sniffing something, the entire figure becoming excited.
But before it could react, Alkaid, who had redirected his gaze, moved.
At this point, uttering another half-sentence would be an insult to "humanity."
Kill!