Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 1518 Those people finally came looking for us.
The message from Lao Long Li Gao was not unexpected for Su Fan.

It doesn't really matter where you are; you'll all become cannon fodder anyway, and you'll die sooner or later.

But Su Fan was unwilling to accept it. What he hated most was that his fate was in the hands of others, leaving him no room to resist.

Unfortunately, now that things have come to this, no matter how unwilling he is, he can only do what he is willing to do.

Like a lump of dough to be kneaded, you can clearly see the dangers ahead, but you can only watch helplessly as you are pushed forward.

This feeling of being powerless is so frustrating it drives you crazy.

"Senior...then why did they forcibly erase those people's memories?" Su Fan suppressed his agitation and conveyed his question to Li Gao.

"What else could it be?"

Li Gao's thoughts carried a hint of sneer and coldness: "None of those recruits will come back alive..."

Su Fan was suddenly stunned, his heart skipped a beat.

"Those who were recruited were either late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators or top-tier sword cultivators. Even if they went to fight in other realms, they shouldn't have been completely wiped out..."

"Kid, you're still too naive..." Li Gao's thoughts were filled with sarcasm.

"In battles of that caliber, the ancient monsters from both sides' upper realms would personally intervene. Late-stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivators? In their eyes, they're not even ants; a casual wave of their hand could wipe out a large number of them. What chance would they have of surviving..."

Su Fan gasped, a deep sense of powerlessness instantly engulfing his entire body.

He finally understood why that powerful figure from the upper realm had advised him that staying quietly in the lower realm was the safest option.

"Kid, don't get your hopes up..."

Li Gao's thoughts returned once more, tinged with solemnity.

"Don't think you can rest easy just by hiding in the void. If they really want to find you, they have plenty of ways. While you still have time, quickly do everything you can to improve your strength. That's the only way to survive..."

Su Fan wholeheartedly agreed. At this point, any wishful thinking was futile; only one's own strength was the foundation for survival.

Whether we can survive in the future is not something we can rely on; we can only depend on ourselves.

He composed himself and asked again, "Senior...does your True Dragon Clan also have an Upper Realm and a Lower Realm...?"

"I don't know..." Li Gao's thoughts were casual.

“I was born in the Upper Realm. Occasionally, some of our clan's younger members would wander down to the Lower Realm, but as long as they reached adulthood, they would naturally be taken back to the clan by their people…”

What the hell...

Su Fan couldn't help but complain in his heart.

How can you even compare? They were born in Rome.

Unlike me, who has been struggling to survive from beginning to end.

After that, Lao Long Li Gao stopped transmitting his thoughts and seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep again.

Su Fan sat cross-legged by the pool next to the thatched hut and slowly closed his eyes.

With a thought, an obscure and ancient cultivation technique surged forth from the depths of his mind. It was the ancient forbidden thunder technique that the powerful figure from the upper realm had passed down to him.

This forbidden technique had been dormant in his mind for many years. Every time he tried to learn it, the image of being ridiculed by that powerful figure would resurface, making him feel suffocated.

To this day, he has never truly studied this "Taiyin Guishui Chongyuan Dangpo Divine Thunder".

But things are very different now. If he is found by those people, he will be forcibly conscripted sooner or later, and his life or death will be uncertain.

Even if time is limited, every bit of improvement in strength gives us more confidence to survive.

Having made up his mind, Su Fan no longer hesitated.

In the days that followed, he immersed himself entirely in it, focusing all his energy on studying this ancient forbidden thunder technique, and no longer thought about other trivial matters.

The spiritual energy around the pool next to the thatched hut suddenly surged, and Su Fan sat cross-legged.

The energy around him flowed rapidly according to the method of "Taiyin Guishui Chongyuan Dangpo Shenlei", and his clothes moved and fluttered without wind.

His consciousness sank into his sea of ​​consciousness, and the ancient forbidden technique incantation that had been dormant for many years came alive at this moment, each word a pearl transformed into silver-white lightning patterns, swirling and wandering in his sea of ​​consciousness.

In the past, whenever I touched this forbidden technique, I was always hampered by the mockery of that powerful figure from the upper realm, and my mind was never at peace.

But now, at this critical moment of life and death, all distracting thoughts vanish, leaving only pure focus and determination.

Time flies like an arrow; several months have passed in the blink of an eye.

At first, Su Fan thought that studying the "Taiyin Guishui Chongyuan Dangpo Divine Thunder" would be as difficult as before, but in fact it went surprisingly smoothly.

In particular, analyzing this forbidden thunder technique required almost no effort.

Back then, when he was learning "Taixiao Transformation Chaos Divine Thunder" and "Taiyi Soul-Shattering Extreme Life Heaven-Shaking Tribulation Thunder", it took him several years just to analyze the methods.

At that time, his understanding of thunder was shallow, and he only had a superficial understanding of the most basic thunder theory. Many keywords were obscure and difficult to understand, so he could only bury himself in ancient books to find information, which took up most of his time.

Things are very different now. After more than 20 years of seclusion and arduous cultivation, he has thoroughly mastered the theoretical knowledge of the Thunder Dao, and his foundation is incredibly solid.

With the foundation laid by learning the previous two divine lightning strikes, studying them now would be twice as effective with half the effort.

Therefore, in just a few months, Su Fan had completely mastered the complete method of "Taiyin Guishui Chongyuan Dangpo Shenlei".

However, truly integrating this ancient forbidden thunder technique into the "Evil-Suppressing Thunder Seal" is far more complex than simply mastering the method.

As the sun sets and the sky glows with rosy light, the twilight in the secret realm is breathtakingly beautiful. The afterglow of the setting sun spreads across the valley like scattered gold, bathing the grass, trees, and rocks in a warm light.

Beside the pond next to the thatched hut, Su Fan sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, his spiritual energy flowing slowly along a specific path.

Now, the original twin lightning patterns within his body have taken root and become firmly established, winding around him in the form of a "Tai Chi spiral".

At the very core of the Thunder Mark, the extremely subtle red and white "twin patterns" are faintly visible, just like the petals of a "yin-yang symbiotic lotus," quietly dormant.

Su Fan took a deep breath, his consciousness sinking into his body, guiding the chaotic lightning power to move slowly along the winding path of the "Yin-Yang Symbiotic Lotus" root.

The two bolts of lightning, "Taixiao" and "Taiyi," flowed along the spiral path of the "Twin Patterns," and the pale purple chaotic lightning, like warm flowing water, illuminated the red and white patterns one by one.

The originally dim core of the lightning seal gradually developed a soft halo, dispelling the surrounding gloom.

Immediately following, a surge of intense, masculine thunderous power and a surge of chilling, yin-like water energy intertwined and flowed slowly through the meridians.

At this moment, as the "Taiyin Guishui Chongyuan Dangpo Shenlei" method was activated, the twin thunder patterns suddenly trembled violently. The yang thunder was like a fire dragon leaping, and the yin water was like a cold dragon coiling, colliding and surging in the meridians, as if trying to break free from all restraints.

Su Fan focused his mind and controlled his qi, forcefully guiding the two forces to converge in his dantian.

The extreme cold of the Taiyin Gui Water and the extreme intensity of the thunder are inherently contradictory forces. However, under the guidance of the forbidden technique, they constantly merge and collide. Amidst the hissing sounds, countless tiny lightning bolts overflow from his pores, condensing into a faint white mist around him and enveloping his entire body.

Su Fan felt his meridians were numb and swollen, as if they were being pierced by thousands of steel needles at the same time, and the intense pain spread throughout his body along his nerves.

Su Fan gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, but his divine sense remained firmly locked on the continuously merging twin lightning patterns, not daring to relax for even a moment.

He knew this was the key to a breakthrough, and if he got distracted, all his previous efforts could be wasted.

After an unknown amount of time, when the twin lightning patterns were completely wrapped around the dantian and condensed into a chaotic lightning core, a sudden change occurred.

The Chaos Thunder Core suddenly exploded, but it did not dissipate. Instead, it transformed into countless fine lightning and water runes, which rearranged and combined in the air, weaving together into complex and incomprehensible patterns.

A brand new pattern quietly emerged. It lacked the scorching heat of Yang lightning and the bitter cold of Yin water. Instead, it carried an unfathomable sense of weight, like an undercurrent beneath an abyss, steady and powerful, exuding a chilling pressure.

The new pattern slowly merges into the original two patterns, and the three interact and respond to each other, forming a stable tripod.

The Yang Thunder pattern is the sharp edge, capable of cleaving through all obstacles; the Yin Water pattern is the foundation, nourishing the very source of thunder; and the newly formed Chongyuan pattern is the core, capable of suppressing all turbulent power. As the three patterns flow, their colors become distinct: Yang Thunder is crimson, Yin Water is a deep blue, and Chongyuan is jet black. The three colors intertwine and rotate, forming a closed loop within the dantian, allowing the power to flow smoothly and without hindrance, without any of the previous stagnation.

Su Fan could clearly feel that the power of thunder within his body was increasing exponentially.

The chilling cold of the Taiyin Gui Water and the fury of thunder are perfectly harmonized by the Chongyuan Pattern, retaining its destructive power while adding a touch of control.

He slowly raised his hand, and with a flick of his palm, three different colored lightning patterns condensed at his fingertips, intertwining to form a three-colored lightning bolt.

With a gentle flick, lightning bolts shot out and flew straight toward the pool of water.

"boom……"

With a muffled, loud bang, the pool water exploded into a spray several meters high, and the mist spread out, obscuring most of the view.

As the mist dissipated, a deep crater, over ten feet wide, was blasted into the depths of the water. Fine lightning patterns remained on the surface, lingering for a long time, faintly exuding a chilling aura of thunderous power.

Su Fan slowly opened his eyes, a flash of three-colored lightning appearing briefly before returning to calm.

He felt the surging yet steady power within him, and a relieved smile finally appeared on his lips.

Within the "Evil-Suppressing Thunder Seal," the Three Lives Thunder Pattern has been formed, and he has finally truly mastered this ancient forbidden technique.

Of course, this is just the beginning. Given a few more years to study and refine it, the power of those ancient forbidden thunder techniques will surely increase dramatically.

Thinking of this, Su Fan couldn't help but sigh softly.

He knew in his heart that he probably didn't have that much time left.

For the past few days, he's been feeling inexplicably anxious and uneasy, as if something big is about to happen.

Now that he is a Nascent Soul cultivator, every feeling and thought he has has a reason and is by no means unfounded.

"Snapped……"

A soft sound suddenly rang out, and a jade talisman at Su Fan's waist shattered without warning, turning into fine dust that slid off his waist.

Su Fan slowly closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

When he opened his eyes again, there was no trace of a smile in them, only solemnity.

Those people eventually came looking for us.

Su Fan knew perfectly well that hiding now was futile, so he might as well show himself and see what these people were up to.

Thinking of this, he slowly stood up from the pool, and with a sway of his body, he directly exited his personal secret realm.

When it reappeared, the vibrant life of the secret realm was gone, leaving only a dark and dilapidated void. Chaotic energy flowed slowly around it, exuding a bone-chilling cold.

Su Fan made a hand seal and chanted an incantation. A flash of light appeared at his fingertips, and his figure instantly disappeared from the spot.

In the vast and boundless void, a hidden stream of light, almost merging with the chaos, streaked across the sky.

He used the "Void Teleportation" technique and arrived silently near the "Wenyue Market" in just a few breaths.

He hovered in the void, his gaze coldly sweeping over the market below through a layer of hazy, invisible barrier.

At this moment, in the main hall of a restaurant in the market, an elderly man in the Foundation Establishment stage, dressed in coarse cloth, was eating with his head down, his expression peaceful, no different from that of an ordinary rogue cultivator.

None of the other monks dining with him paid any attention to this seemingly ordinary elderly monk.

But no one knew that his divine sense had already spread out, scanning the entire market from top to bottom and inside to outside no less than three times.

"Senior Brother Qinghe, did you sense that kid's aura...?"

An elderly man who was strolling in another shop in the market received the message and subconsciously shook his head.

"No, we checked repeatedly, but we couldn't find even the slightest trace of it..."

At the end of the market street, an old man leaning against the corner of the wall, seemingly resting with his eyes closed, let out a cold snort after receiving the two people's thoughts, his thoughts carrying a hint of impatience.

"You'll never find him, that kid must have hidden in the void..."

Because the Yaksha was his ghost servant, he could clearly sense that the other party was currently lurking in an inn in the market.

However, there is an invisible barrier separating the void from the real world. Although one can vaguely see the outside world, one cannot directly sense the aura outside the barrier.

Taking a deep breath, Su Fan's eyes suddenly narrowed.

A faint light flashed around him, and his figure and appearance changed instantly. His originally upright posture became hunched, and his face looked older.

Even his surging cultivation level was forcibly suppressed to the Foundation Establishment stage.

Having done all this, he stepped forward, his figure passing through the hazy void barrier, and landed steadily on the bluestone road at the entrance of the market. Then, he walked slowly into the depths of the market.

Almost the instant he stepped into the market, the old man eating in the eatery, the old man strolling in the shop, and the old man resting with his eyes closed at the end of the street all suddenly turned around.

Six pairs of eyes, as if they were tangible, instantly locked onto the direction where Su Fan was, their eyes filled with disbelief and horror.

They actually sensed Su Fan's presence at this moment.

What terrified them even more was that this kid was standing within a thousand paces of them. At such close range, what if he launched a sneak attack?

With his strength, the three of them probably wouldn't even have a chance to react; they would be reduced to ashes in an instant.

The next second, a chilling killing intent suddenly descended, like an invisible blade, locking onto the three of them.

The killing intent was chillingly cold, as if it could penetrate the void of heaven and earth, ignore all material obstacles, and pierce straight into the soul.

The three of them felt a tightness in their throats, as if an invisible blade was pressed against their necks. The icy touch was clearly audible, making the hairs on their bodies stand on end.

Even more strangely, the other cultivators in the market continued to do as they pleased, drinking, chatting, and haggling, completely unaware of the terrifying killing intent emanating from them.

It was as if this aura, powerful enough to make even a Nascent Soul cultivator tremble, was directed only at the three of them.

Immediately afterwards, an immense and overwhelming sense of oppression descended like a mountain, pressing down on the three of them.

They felt as if their limbs and bones were frozen, unable to move their feet or even lift their eyelids. Their blood and qi were stagnant, and even breathing became extremely difficult.

What devastated them even more was that an unprecedented and eerie aura, like a persistent infection, seeped into their consciousness and spread wildly through their minds.

The aura was cold and gloomy, carrying an endless sense of emptiness, making them feel as if they had fallen into a bottomless abyss. All around them was pitch black, with no light in sight, leaving only a deep-seated fear.

Only now did these three old monsters, who had lived for over ten thousand years and were at the Integration Realm, truly feel a strong sense of fear.

Although I had often heard that Su Fan's strength was unfathomable, it was ultimately just a rumor.

Now that I've experienced it firsthand, I realize that the rumors were not exaggerated at all; in fact, they were far less true than the truth.

This kid could kill them in the blink of an eye, and they wouldn't even have a chance to fight back, or even send out telepathic messages for help.

The leader, Senior Brother Qinghe, wanted to say something, but his throat felt like it was being blocked by an invisible rag.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open his mouth or make a sound.

As for transmitting thoughts with divine consciousness, that's even more of a pipe dream.

At this moment, his mind was already in complete disarray due to that eerie and strange aura, his consciousness was in chaos, and he couldn't even muster a single thought.

They could only watch helplessly as Su Fan walked towards them step by step, their hearts filled with endless despair.

(End of this chapter)