Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 1456 I'm getting impatient.

Before we knew it, it was midnight. The moon was exceptionally bright tonight, with not a single cloud in the sky. A bright moon hung high in the night sky like a silver plate.

The bright moonlight shone down on the earth, draping the houses and trees of Xihe Town in a thin layer of silver gauze, making it appear tranquil and peaceful.

Su Fan sat cross-legged on the stone bench in the courtyard, closed his eyes, and began to cultivate the "Clear Breeze and Bright Moon Illuminating the Spirit and Cleansing the Heart Precious Scroll" under the bright moonlight.

Since receiving the inheritance of the Divine Soul Path from the Guangfa Dao Sect, he has been cultivating it every night, which not only strengthens his divine soul but also makes his mind more peaceful and tranquil.

Just as Su Fan was immersed in the serene and moonlit atmosphere created by the cultivation technique, feeling as refreshed as if his soul were being cleansed by moonlight.

A sudden chill ran down his spine, and the hairs on his body stood on end. A strong sense of crisis surged into his heart.

Su Fan dared not be negligent in the slightest. He immediately withdrew from the visualization state and fully released his divine sense, which instantly covered an area of ​​a thousand miles in radius like a large net.

Mountains, rivers, houses, pedestrians... everything within a thousand miles, from the slightest breeze to the smallest movement, was clearly presented in his mind.

Su Fan scanned the area with his divine sense several times, but found nothing amiss.

At this time, the people of Xihe Town were all asleep, the streets were deserted, and only a few insects chirped in the distant mountains and forests. Everything was as peaceful as usual.

Even the docks, which were full of boats, were now completely quiet, with only the lights hanging on the boats swaying gently in the wind.

But the feeling of impending crisis was exceptionally clear.

That was a keen intuition for danger that he had honed through countless life-or-death battles and countless brushes with death.

This intuition never failed him.

Although he scanned the area several times with his divine sense and found nothing unusual, his intuition told him that danger was not far away, or even nearby.

He did not get up, but remained sitting motionless on the stone bench with his eyes closed, as if he were still cultivating.

But his nerves were already taut, and he could sense even the movement of the surrounding air and the falling dust.

At this moment, the courtyard remained calm and the moonlight was still bright.

But the feeling of impending danger grew stronger and stronger, like an invisible net slowly tightening around him.

Just then, a strange breeze suddenly blew in from outside the courtyard.

A chilling wind blew gently against Su Fan's face, like a cold hand caressing his skin.

Immediately afterwards, a smell mixed with mold and decay hit him, making Su Fan's throat tighten and causing him to cough.

He raised his hand to touch his cheek, and his fingertips immediately touched something cool and sticky, as if they had come into contact with something wet and slippery.

But when I looked down, my hands were clean, there was nothing there.

Su Fan slowly opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping across the courtyard. The doors, windows, wooden beams, and roof tiles were all exactly the same as before, without any change.

Even the gentle breeze had vanished without a trace; it was completely invisible to the naked eye.

What the hell...

Su Fan sneered inwardly.

This is my first time encountering something from the evil spirit realm, and I didn't expect them to be so good at playing tricks.

However, anyone who dares to play this trick on him is simply courting death.

No matter what kind of evil god you are, if you've messed with me, I'll crush you and smash you to pieces.

"rustle……"

Just as Su Fan was pondering these thoughts, a faint, eerie sound came from outside the courtyard.

The sound was very soft, yet exceptionally clear.

It's like someone gently scraping a wooden board with their fingernail.

The beat was slow and rhythmic, sending chills down one's spine.

Immediately afterwards, Su Fan sensed a sinister and eerie aura slowly spreading towards him from outside the courtyard.

The aura was icy and chilling, carrying a strong sense of evil.

Wherever it passed, even the air seemed to freeze instantly.

Even the silvery moonlight that fell on the ground seemed to be tinged with a thin layer of gray mist, becoming murky.

Finally, that eerie and sinister aura swept over the courtyard wall like a tide, silently spreading into the courtyard.

Then, something even stranger happened.

As the aura spread through the courtyard, the once neat doors instantly lost their luster, dark brown mold seeped from the wood grain, and the paint on the window frames peeled off layer by layer, revealing the rotten wood underneath.

The paint on the roof beams was cracking and curling at a visible speed, with wood chips falling off as if it had been eaten by insects.

Even the bluestone slabs in the courtyard were quickly covered with a thick layer of dust, and withered yellow weeds sprouted from the cracks, as if they had been abandoned for more than ten years.

The most frightening thing was the iron door handle of the house door.

In just a few breaths, it changed from its original silvery-gray to a dark blackish-brown.

Rust clung to it like vines, as if you could rub off your hands with a touch.

At this moment, the small courtyard where Su Fan was located seemed to have had a "faster aging" switch pressed.

In an instant, it was eroded by countless years, transforming from a vibrant courtyard inhabited by people into a dilapidated old house.

Even more strangely, the world, which was originally bathed in the bright moonlight, suddenly seemed to be shrouded in a layer of gray gauze.

All colors have lost their vibrancy, leaving only a monotonous gray-black.

Even his coarse cloth clothes looked worn and tattered, as if he had worn them for ten or eight years.

The dust accumulated on the roof tiles was also blown off by the inexplicable wind in the yard.

Tiny dust particles landed on his neck, feeling as cool as tiny insects crawling down his collar, making him feel itchy and uneasy.

Just as Su Fan was intently observing this strange change, he suddenly felt a tightness in his ankle, as if something soft had wrapped around it.

He looked down sharply and saw that strands of black hair had somehow emerged from the cracks in the bluestone slab beneath him.

The hair was long and thin, and had a damp, musty smell.

It was wrapped around his ankles like a living thing, the hair clinging tightly to his skin, chilling him to the bone.

Even more terrifying, those dense strands of hair were still gently wriggling.

Like countless tiny snakes, they slowly crawled up his calves.

Wherever it passed, a tingling, cool sensation spread through my skin, as if countless tiny, icy insects were crawling on my legs.

Su Fan could even feel some strands of hair creeping into the gaps in his trouser legs, clinging to his calves and wrapping around him tighter and tighter.

A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips, and his sharp gaze pierced through the wooden fence of the courtyard, locking onto the dark shop across the street.

I'm going to see for myself today how long your charlatanry can last.

"Squeak..."

The harsh scraping sound suddenly tore through the silence of the night. The rotten wooden door of the shop slowly slid open, and the cold air seeping from the crack made one's spine stiff.

In the darkness deep within the shop, a blurry silhouette wearing a wide, slanted robe slowly emerged, its figure hunched over like a withered tree, only the arc of its robe swaying faintly visible.

They finally showed up.

I'm getting impatient.

Su Fan's figure suddenly vanished from his original spot, leaving only a faint afterimage, and the next second he stood steadily inside the cold threshold of the shop. "Whoosh..."

A blinding flash of lightning suddenly tore through the night sky, and the blue-purple light, like daylight, illuminated every inch of darkness in the shop.

In the instant the lightning flashed, a deathly pale face appeared before him, less than half a foot from Su Fan's nose, its empty eye sockets filled with resentment.

Fuck you...

Su Fan roared, his fist slamming down with crackling thunderous power, the destructive force of the punch aimed directly at that pale face.

"hiss……"

The piercing scream to the extreme shattered eardrums, and the pale face instantly shattered under the thunderous force of the punch, turning into a cloud of gray mist.

The blurry figure also dissipated, and countless gray dots swirled twice in the air before vanishing without a trace.

"Shh..."

Immediately afterwards, Su Fan felt the scene before him suddenly distort, and the surrounding dark colors rapidly faded away.

Vibrant colors once again covered the sky and earth, and the grass and trees in the courtyard and the bricks and tiles of the shops returned to their original appearance.

His eyes suddenly narrowed, and his powerful divine sense spread out like a tide, repeatedly sweeping across the surrounding area of ​​dozens of feet, not letting go of even the slightest trace of aura.

No matter how hard one probes with their divine sense, they cannot find even the slightest trace of that strange existence.

He simply couldn't believe that something could disappear completely right under his nose in the blink of an eye.

That thing from before, aside from hiding in the shadows and playing tricks, was utterly insignificant in his eyes.

But strange things still happened.

This incredibly fragile thing actually vanished without a trace right before his eyes.

What unsettled him even more was the cold gaze that seemed to come from nowhere, clinging to him like a venomous snake, filled with an unyielding resentment.

What the hell...

Su Fan's heart sank, and he finally understood why Old Wang had repeatedly told him to be careful.

These things in the evil spirit realm are indeed more sinister than I imagined.

He turned and went back to the courtyard, looking around.

The pitch-black night was like ink, and the entire Xihe River was eerily quiet. Even the chirping of insects and the barking of dogs had disappeared, leaving only the rustling of the wind through the leaves.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind.

Su Fan's eyes narrowed, and his fingertips quickly formed a set of eerie and strange hand seals. He muttered an obscure and difficult-to-understand incantation in a low voice, the syllables like ghostly whispers, lingering in the night.

In an instant, the scenery of the world changed dramatically.

The pitch-black night sky was shrouded in a layer of gray gauze, and the originally vibrant colors faded rapidly, turning the whole world into a monotonous black and white, and even the light became stagnant.

Immediately afterwards, Su Fan used the "Void Concealment Technique," and his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant, like an ink droplet merging into water.

As soon as he stepped into this void, his pupils contracted.

A semi-transparent, ethereal shadow was hovering in the corner of the courtyard, its venomous eyes fixed on the direction in which he had disappeared.

This strange creature clearly hadn't expected that Su Fan could also enter the void. A look of panic instantly appeared on its pale face, and its empty eye sockets were filled with disbelief.

Before it could think any further, it turned to flee into the deeper void, but Su Fan would never give it that chance.

Before the ethereal figure could move an inch, Su Fan reached out his hand, and a powerful suction force suddenly erupted, instantly drawing it into his hand.

Seeing the strange creature struggling in his palm, its empty eyes filled with even more resentment as it stared intently at Su Fan.

A hissing, grating sound came from his throat, like rusty iron scraping against each other.

Su Fan sneered and tightened his knuckles slightly.

If you fall into my hands, you still dare to bare your teeth.

His eyes suddenly narrowed, and a blinding burst of lightning erupted from his palm. Blue-purple currents surged out like living things, enveloping the entire strange creature.

"Hs...hs..."

A mournful shriek echoed continuously from the blinding flashes of lightning.

The thunder of heaven and earth is naturally effective against demons and monsters, and the strange phenomena of this evil spirit realm are no match for it.

In just a short while, he was tormented by the thunder, his body twisted and contorted, and even his strength to struggle was rapidly fading away.

Su Fan understood. It seemed that the reason why these strange creatures in the Evil Spirit Realm were so difficult to deal with was because they could hide in the void and survive.

Unfortunately, this thing was too unlucky and happened to run into this cheater, who could also enter and exit the void.

It probably won't understand until its death: isn't it said that only human cultivators from the upper realm can step into the void?

How could Su Fan, a cultivator from the lower realm, possess such an ability?

Su Fan had no time to ponder this strange idea; what had fallen into his hands, he naturally had to process properly.

He raised his hand and pointed at the strange creature. A golden restriction instantly landed on it, locking its aura firmly. Then he released the "Void Concealment Technique" and returned to the courtyard with the strange creature.

The next second, he flashed and stepped straight into the Yin Gathering Secret Realm, arriving at the gloomy valley that was shrouded in yin mist all year round.

Su Fan sat cross-legged on the central stone platform, his gaze sweeping over the oil lamp magic artifacts floating around him.

"Kid, you've caught something new again. Let me see it. The strangeness of this evil spirit realm is quite rare..."

From the oil lamp came the excited voice of the evil Buddha Wang De. As soon as he finished speaking, the wick flickered twice, and a faint shadow appeared.

Upon hearing this, Su Fan casually tossed the sealed monster in his hand over.

Old Wang caught the strange creature and immediately perked up. The phantom's eyes were full of amusement, and he couldn't help but poke the struggling creature with his fingertip.

"Good heavens, this is the most complete anomaly I've ever encountered. You wait, I'm going to have a good chat with it..."

After the evil Buddha Wang De finished speaking, he and the strange creature sank into the lamp base and disappeared completely.

Immediately afterwards, a series of chilling hissing sounds came from deep within the oil lamp magic artifact.

The voice, filled with resentment, unwillingness, and barely concealed fear, echoed continuously in the empty valley.

Even Lao Long Li Gao and Ji Feng were startled by this tooth-grinding sound, and their figures appeared one after another in the lamp base.

"What's that old worm doing? I was sleeping soundly..."

Upon hearing Lao Long Li Gao's complaints, Su Fan quickly recounted what had just happened to him.

After listening to Su Fan's account, Lao Long Li Gao also became interested.

"Normally, the native monsters of the evil spirit realm don't wander around randomly..."

After a while, the figure of the evil Buddha Wang De reappeared in the lamp base.

He tossed the grotesque creature, which was almost beyond recognition from torture, to Su Fan, and then sat down at the stone table.

"I thought it was some kind of weird thing from the evil spirit realm, but who would have thought it was actually a weird thing that was transformed from a dead person..." Evil Buddha Wang De said with a disappointed look.

"let me see……"

Upon hearing what Lao Long Li Gao said, Su Fan tossed the strange object in his hand to the other party.

(End of this chapter)