In the descending elevator, old Zorn's phone suddenly rang.

When he answered, an urgent voice came from the other end of the line.

"Mr. Zorn, someone has broken into the building, it seems to be an exorcist, Todim says the other person can see him."

"Eliminate them, no one must be allowed to disrupt the ritual," old Zorn said coldly.

"Yes, sir, I'll... Ah!"

The voice on the other end suddenly came to an abrupt stop, followed by silence. Old Zorn's brow furrowed, sensing something amiss.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, a stranger's voice replaced the previous one on the line.

"Hello."

Old Zorn immediately hung up the phone and instructed the bodyguards beside him, "Someone has gotten inside the building, go and eliminate them."

"Yes, sir."

When the elevator doors opened, the bodyguards immediately exited, leaving only Zorn and the vortex-faced monster in the elevator.

"Hutton, take me to find the person who injured you," Zorn said.

Unexpectedly, the monster suddenly exited the elevator, excitedly shaking its hands, while the vortex face on it turned into the likeness of Sun Yan.

"Are you saying he's here? Could he have found his way here all along? How is that possible?" Old Zorn's expression turned to shock.

The monster waved its hands and then suddenly vanished from sight.

Old Zorn took the brooch out of his pocket, hesitated for a moment, and then pinned it on his chest.

"No matter who you are, no one can disrupt the ritual. This world should belong to the Old Gods."

...

"Hello?"

Looking at the disconnected phone, Sun Yan pouted and casually tossed it to the ground.

As soon as he stepped into the Kettel Building, he realized something was very off about the interior of the structure, a chaotic aura lingered throughout.

Such an aura was extremely unsettling, causing instinctive discomfort.

Recalling the Ruyi Golden Cudgel's light he'd seen earlier emerging here, Sun Yan instantly had a foreboding feeling.

He feared someone was up to some mischief behind the scenes at this location.

He was not interested in investigating these matters; no matter the damage San Francisco suffered, it was a headache for America's higher-ups. He was only responsible for retrieving the Ruyi Golden Cudgel and fulfilling the Monkey King's mandate.

Looking at the elevator on the first floor and considering the height of the Kettel Building, taking the elevator would be incredibly dangerous.

If someone intended for the elevator to malfunction, even ten lives wouldn't be enough for Sun Yan to survive.

He immediately ran into the stairwell next to him, quickly sprinting up the stairs.

With the support of Martial Arts Physique, running up the stairs for Sun Yan consumed hardly any energy, and before long, he reached over twenty floors.

Thud, thud, thud!

At that moment, a question suddenly came from above the stairs, in English.

"Who?"

Sun Yan looked up and saw several black men in suits standing guard in the corner of the stairway, seemingly bodyguards.

Seeing them holding firearms, Sun Yan didn't hesitate for a moment. He sprang forward and swiftly delivered a flying kick, knocking one black man unconscious against the wall.

Before he slid to the ground, Sun Yan turned and delivered a palm strike, just as the second black man raised his arm to block.

Unexpectedly, Sun Yan changed his move midway, and the Mo Lihai Dharma appeared behind him, knocking the second black man out with a punch.

"Ghost!"

These black men had never heard of Mo Lihai's fame, and upon seeing the eight-foot-tall Dharma Aspect suddenly manifest behind Sun Yan, they were so frightened they froze in place.

Seizing the opportunity, Sun Yan swiftly subdued them one by one.

"Even in places like this, security is quite strict," Sun Yan mused.

Raising his head, Sun Yan finally noticed a surveillance camera installed in the corner of the corridor's ceiling. When he discovered it, the red dot in the camera lens had long been trained on him, recording who knew how long.

Bang!

The Mo Lihai Dharma played the Jade Pipa, and the camera instantly exploded.

However, it no longer mattered; Sun Yan knew he had already been spotted by the hidden hand behind this building.

The other side would undoubtedly make quick decisions, so he had to act promptly.

With this in mind, Sun Yan continued to race upstairs.

...

Inside the office.

Old Zorn sat in the executive chair, his eyes fixed on the computer screen on the desk. Every one of the dozens of surveillance feeds showed the figure of Sun Yan rushing upward at full speed.

"Mr. Zorn, our men are already in pursuit to kill him. There's no way this man can reach the top floor, rest assured."

Beside the executive chair, a muscular black man with a slicked-back hairstyle spoke in a gruff voice.

A tattoo of an inverted cross adorned the back of his hand, symbolizing allegiance to the demon.

"Do not underestimate him, even Hutton couldn't take his life. This man has formidable capabilities in the mental realm."

Old Zorn crossed his hands on the desktop, his eyes dark and fixed on the surveillance video showing Sun Yan.

"Hutton was merely a half-finished Rule God modified with the Blood of the Old Gods. Though he bears some power from the rules making him worthy of caution, his strength isn't substantial. He can only bully ordinary people — failure is very normal."

The black man grinned, displaying a set of bright teeth, and said dismissively, "As long as you don't see Hutton's face, you can't fall for his illusion technique, nor would you be driven to jump to your death.

Aside from the rule where seeing Hutton's photo attracts his pursuit, which has some bite, he's really just an ordinary Rule God, no match for our perfected selves. Mr. Zorn, you needn't be overly worried."

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