# 596
**Chapter 597: The First Intruder**
Three minutes after Lin Qiye left, a white-robed figure suddenly appeared on the shallow beach.
It was a middle-aged man with a solemn face and a deep crimson mark between his brows. His calm eyes swept across the dark beach before finally settling on the disturbed black magic circle.
His left pupil suddenly contracted, and a faint white ring spun within his eye, locking onto the black pattern on the ground.
"Analyzing composition..."
"Analysis complete. Contains charcoal, salt, sandstone, quartz... No divine traces detected."
"Trace mental energy reaction detected. Identified as residue from an intruder who triggered divine wrath. Assessing threat level... Insufficient data. Threat level assessment failed."
A series of electronic tones echoed in the white-robed man's ears, and his brows furrowed slightly.
He opened his mouth and muttered to himself:
"Another intruder... In the past two years, there have been several records of outsiders breaking in, and the landing points were all close to each other... How are they evading the gods' surveillance, and where are they coming from?"
He stared at the black pattern for a moment, then raised his head and looked at the winding road along the cliff.
He snorted coldly, tapped the ground with his toe, and leaped up as if weightless, landing lightly on the road.
"Pull up all surveillance footage along this road. Screen for suspicious individuals within two hours of the divine wrath incident," he said calmly.
The white ring in his left eye spun again.
"Searching..."
At that moment, every electronic surveillance device along the road connected to his left eye. Footage from each section flashed past like a fast-forwarded movie. His left pupil trembled rapidly as if searching for something.
A few minutes later, the footage in his eyes suddenly froze.
Screenshots appeared in his mind—images of a young man in a black knit trench coat walking alone along the edge of the mountain road. Due to the dim lighting, the cameras only captured his blurry profile.
His figure was recorded by several cameras along the road, from the entrance all the way to a spot near the cliff where he lingered for about twenty minutes before turning back and heading toward the city center.
The timing matched the divine wrath incident perfectly.
"Found you..." The white-robed man's eyes narrowed slightly.
With these photos, they could search through Yokohama's traffic surveillance and track the intruder's movements.
"Send these photos to Number Four. Have him go to the Pure Land Ghost Prison and see if he can pry something out of that guy's mouth."
The white ring in his left eye spun slowly.
After speaking, he turned and walked slowly toward the neon-lit city center.
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**Tokyo.**
Above the bustling metropolis, a massive disc-shaped object hovered silently in the clouds, emitting a hazy blue light like a second moon in the sky, brimming with futuristic tech.
This was the birthplace of all Japanese infants, the sacred site where the gods created humanity according to legend—the origin of all Japan, a mysterious place symbolizing life and the future.
—**[Pure Land].**
At the edge of the Pure Land, a red-robed man stood before a massive floor-to-ceiling window, gazing down at the glittering city through the drifting clouds.
Suddenly, a red ring flashed in his left eye, spinning slowly.
"Another intruder?"
He frowned, hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked deeper into the Pure Land.
He passed through one tech-filled portal after another until he arrived at a massive, pitch-black prison gate. The red ring in his left eye glowed slightly, and an electronic voice echoed around him.
"Number Four Oracle Envoy. Identity verified. Access granted."
The prison gate slowly opened, and the red-robed man calmly entered the cold, narrow corridor. The silver-white walls on both sides gleamed with metallic texture, reflecting his figure clearly under the harsh white lights.
After passing dozens of deep, silent cells, he reached the innermost part of the prison.
He paused before an unnumbered cell door, as if pondering something, then moved his left eye to the device beside the door. The red ring spun one and a half times, and the heavy prison door opened automatically.
He stepped inside.
The dark cell had no light source. Only after the door opened did a few pale rays spill in, stretching the red-robed man's shadow across the wall, twisting like a demon lurking in the darkness.
In the center of the cell, a figure was suspended in midair, bound by countless chains that emitted an eerie glow.
The red-robed man looked at the figure and spoke calmly:
"How does the Bone-Eroding Lock feel?"
The prisoner's tightly shut eyes trembled slightly, opening just a crack. Unaccustomed to the harsh light, he squinted at the white-robed man and rasped through cracked, bleeding lips:
"Scram."
The red-robed man's expression didn't change. He continued calmly, "You've endured the pain of the Bone-Eroding Lock for nearly two years. That surprises me... I'm curious—how is your body built?"
The prisoner's eyes narrowed, and he sneered, "This pain? I've endured agony far worse than this..."
"Truly remarkable willpower," the red-robed man said with a sigh. "But soon, you won't have to suffer anymore."
The prisoner stared at him silently.
"You have three months left. If you still can't prove your worth and submit to the Pure Land, I will personally deliver your divine death sentence."
The red-robed man looked into his eyes and said slowly:
"You have three months left, first foreign intruder of two years ago, **Extreme Evil**-level fugitive...
Cao Yuan."
Under the dim light, Cao Yuan—impaled by the Bone-Eroding Lock and suspended in midair—remained eerily calm.
"Now, there's a way out for you." The red-robed man turned, facing the black wall beside him. The red ring in his left eye spun like a miniature projector, casting photos onto the wall.
"Two hours ago, traces of a suspected fifth foreign intruder were found near the Yokohama coast. We intercepted his photos...
Tell me, do you know him?"
Cao Yuan turned his head slightly, his gaze falling on the blurry photos. His pupils suddenly contracted!