Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 1539 We can't stay here any longer.

Chen Qingxuan and the others, who were suspended in the distant sky, suddenly had their pupils shrink to the size of pinpoints, and their mouths opened wide uncontrollably.

Their blood seemed to freeze instantly, and they stood there stiffly, their breathing no longer rising or falling.

Not only these few top cultivators, but all the cultivators in the Eastern War Zone guarding the demon race's defense line witnessed this bloody massacre, which was enough to be imprinted on their souls, through spiritual light or with their own eyes.

At this moment, the world was deathly silent, and even the sound of the wind had vanished.

Only the thick, unyielding stench of blood spread with the wind.

At this moment, time seemed to be held in the grasp of an invisible hand, completely frozen.

That was an avatar of a great demon from the upper realm!
Each one possessed power comparable to a human at the Mahayana realm, yet at this moment they were as fragile as clay and paper, being brutally smashed to pieces by Su Fan in the most savage and brutal way!

That's right, it's all about smashing it!
There was no dazzling flow of Taoist magic, nor any earth-shattering magical treasures being unleashed.

Su Fan was surrounded by surging, violent, and malevolent energy. His thousand-foot-tall demonic body was covered in bulging muscles, like a ferocious beast coiled up. Every punch he threw was accompanied by a deafening roar that tore through the air.

Every punch landed squarely, striking the demon's body with the crisp sound of bones shattering and the horrific sight of blood and flesh splattering everywhere.

Some of the demon clones were punched in the head, their brains mixed with blood spraying hundreds of feet away. Their massive bodies crashed to the ground, and while they were still convulsing, he stomped them into a pulp.

Some tried to use their magic to resist, but he grabbed their necks, twisted their heads off, and discarded them like worn-out shoes.

Others were dismembered by him, their limbs torn apart, their demon cores crushed bit by bit amidst shrill screams, until their life force was completely extinguished.

The scene was so bloody and brutal that it made all the cultivators watching tremble, their blood surging uncontrollably.

It was a bizarre feeling, a mixture of extreme fear and extreme shock.

This is fucking awesome!
But just as this exhilarating feeling began to emerge, they were overwhelmed by the fierce aura emanating from Su Fan, leaving them breathless.

What made Chen Qingxuan and the others even more uneasy was that they clearly sensed that the aura surrounding Su Fan was that of a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator.

With his body at the Integration Realm, he crossed a major realm and brutally slaughtered several avatars of powerful demons from the Upper Realm with the combat strength of the Mahayana Realm!

Such a record has exceeded their cognitive limits and is utterly unbelievable.

Even though these are just avatars of great demons, their strength is suppressed by the rules of the Heavenly Dao in the lower realm, and they have only one-tenth of their original strength.

Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse, and its power is far beyond what a cultivator in the lower realm at the Integration stage can contend with.

However, before they could recover from the shock, the next scene plunged them into an ice cave, leaving them completely frozen in place.

Suddenly, Su Fan's enormous demonic body, over a thousand feet tall, spread its arms wide, and a blood-red gap suddenly appeared in the dark sky.

Immediately afterwards, a towering pillar of blood, covering an area of ​​several miles, crashed down and struck Su Fan precisely.

Centered on Su Fan, a terrifying blood-red storm instantly swept out, filled with a nauseating stench of blood and a violent aura of evil spirits.

Ancient trees from several surrounding mountains were uprooted, and boulders several meters high were crushed into dust, spinning wildly with the blood-red storm and emitting a piercing howl.

After a few breaths, the crimson storm slowly subsided, and the blood mist and dust gradually dissipated.

The once enormous demonic bodies were long gone, leaving only piles of incomplete, blood-stained bones scattered on the ground, as if silently recounting the horrific scene that had just unfolded.

“He…he is a heretical cultivator…”

Beside Chen Qingxuan, a powerful figure in the Integration Realm with long sideburns suddenly came to his senses, his voice trembling with uncontrollable fear as he blurted out.

These words immediately drew angry glares from the surrounding cultivators, their displeased gazes filled with warning.

You're fucking crazy, how can you talk like that?

Even if this great deity is an evil old demon, does it give you the right to criticize him?

"Nonsense... This is clearly a secret technique passed down from the Blood Path of the Demonic Sect of my human race. How can it be called an evil cultivation?" A cultivator immediately retorted in a deep voice, his tone firm.

“That’s right… The demonic body he manifested is a blood-fusion secret technique of the Demonic Sect’s Demonic Path, an orthodox inheritance, definitely not an evil cultivator…” another person followed closely behind, echoing.

"Just now, when he killed the demon, he clearly used lightning magic. His majestic power was pure and fierce. How could he be an evil cultivator..."

"So what if he really is an evil cultivator? He killed the avatar of a great demon from the upper realm and saved the lives of everyone in our Eastern War Zone. This life-saving grace is more important than anything else. He is a cultivator of our human race, and that's enough..."

"No, he's definitely not an evil cultivator. His brutal, bone-crunching fighting style just now was clearly the ultimate manifestation of body cultivation techniques. He's a body cultivator, a top-tier body cultivator..."

Everyone shared the same thought: this great god had slain several avatars of powerful demons from the upper realm, saving everyone's lives; this debt of gratitude was as heavy as Mount Tai.

Even if he really is a wicked and evil old devil, we must clear his name today.

Seeing that everyone was arguing, Chen Qingxuan coughed slightly, and his powerful spiritual energy spread out with his voice, immediately silencing the surroundings.

He looked up in Su Fan's direction, with only one thought in his mind.

Regardless of their origin, as long as they are not demons and have no ill will towards humans, they are friends, not enemies.

Just then, Su Fan slowly turned his head, his blood-red eyes fixed on the defense line of the Eastern Theater Command.

At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body was surrounded by a thick, dark, and eerie aura.

The evil aura was also mixed with a chillingly violent and ferocious energy.

Like an ancient demon god crawling out of the abyss of hell, everything withers wherever it goes.

Centered on him, everything within a radius of dozens of miles was distorted and deformed under the erosion of evil energy, turning into various evil spirits and monsters.

The original rocks transformed into the heads of giant beasts with fangs, and the vegetation transformed into ghostly hands wrapped in black silk.

Even the fine dust floating in the air condenses into countless evil insects, buzzing and sending chills down one's spine.

Su Fan was surrounded by an endless stream of evil spirits and strange creatures, his body radiating a murderous aura.

Just a glance from him was enough to make Chen Qingxuan, who was about to speak, feel as if he had been struck by a heavy blow. The words that were on the tip of his tongue were swallowed back, and his throat felt like it was stuck with a red-hot iron, burning and blocked.

Su Fan's crimson eyes held no emotion, only pure ferocity, savagery, and domineering arrogance.

That gaze seemed to carry a tangible pressure, sweeping across the entire world in an instant.

All the cultivators in the Eastern Theater Command felt an overwhelming and boundless sense of oppression descend upon them, directly targeting their souls.

It felt as if a towering mountain was pressing down on their hearts, making it hard for them to breathe and leaving their bodies weak.

With just one glance, they clearly felt the despair of being on the verge of death.

It felt as if the ground beneath his feet had suddenly collapsed, and he was uncontrollably plummeting into a dark, icy abyss, surrounded by endless darkness and desperate howls. Su Fan remained silent, the murderous aura around him surging more violently, and the ferocity in his crimson eyes growing ever stronger.

He could feel that the violent emotions within him, aroused by the brutal killing of demons, were almost uncontrollable.

We can't stay here any longer.

He knew very well that once he lost control of his emotions, he would probably slaughter all the human cultivators in front of him.

No, I must vent this violent and ferocious fire within me.

There is only one way to vent: through fighting.

Now that we've already killed the several avatars of powerful demons from the upper realms who descended, let's just slaughter all the demons of Shenhua Heaven.

Thinking of this, Su Fan raised his hand and waved it. A suction force burst from his palm, and the piles of broken demon bones on the ground turned into several streams of light, which he put into his storage ring.

Even though all that remains are bones, the remains of these great demons from the upper realm are still incredibly valuable.

Then, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers crisply.

"Boom...bang..."

Within a radius of dozens of miles, the evil spirits and monsters twisted by the evil energy exploded and turned into wisps of black smoke, dissipating into the air.

The distortion in the world gradually returned to normal, but the thick smell of blood and ferocity still lingered.

Immediately afterwards, Su Fan's eyes narrowed, and his enormous demonic body, over a thousand feet tall, suddenly transformed into a streak of blood-red light and vanished from its original spot in an instant.

Only a faint bloodstain remained, which vanished in a flash in the air.

Only when his figure completely disappeared into the horizon did Chen Qingxuan and the others in the distance feel as if they had been granted a pardon, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Qingxuan almost collapsed to the ground. His robe was soaked with cold sweat and clung tightly to his body, chilling him to the bone.

The pressure from Su Fan's glance was immense; it was a fear that originated from the depths of their souls.

It was as if they could take their lives at any time, if the other party so desired.

But that guy is clearly only at the early stage of the Integration Realm.

When faced with his gaze, even top experts like Chen Qingxuan, who were in the late stage of the Integration Realm, were so oppressed that they trembled, their souls shook, and they were almost on the verge of collapse and exhaustion.

If they are like this, what about the other cultivators in the Eastern Theater Command?

"Pfft... pfft..."

A series of coughing sounds rang out. Many low-level cultivators could no longer withstand the residual pressure of the divine soul. They all spat out a mouthful of blood, their faces as pale as paper, and their bodies swayed as they fell to the ground.

Even worse, some cultivators with weaker spiritual senses went black and fell into a coma, their breath faint, clearly indicating that their souls had been severely damaged.

Su Fan had no idea that his mere glance had caused the cultivators of the entire Eastern Theater Command to lose their spirits and temporarily incapacitate most of them.

At this moment, he was filled with nothing but an endless desire to kill, and he was speeding towards the depths of the territory controlled by the Divine Flower Heavenly Demon Clan.

Fortunately, the demons within a radius of ten thousand miles were either affected by the "Evil-Suppressing Thunder Seal" he had previously used and turned into dust.

They were either intimidated by his fierce aura and had already fled in a frenzy, with no foolish demons blocking their way.

When Su Fan's enormous demonic body reappeared, he was already deep within the core territory controlled by the Shenhua Heavenly Demon Clan.

His demonic body, over a thousand feet tall, exuded a murderous aura. The moment he appeared, he was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly attracting the attention of the nearby demons.

"Ouch..."

At the summit of a mountain not far away, a ninth-order ape demon nearly a thousand feet tall suddenly stood up, its scarlet eyes fixed on Su Fan.

It let out a deafening howl, its voice filled with anger and ferocity.

The ninth-tier ape demon, on all fours, lunged at Su Fan with a ferocious roar, its massive body like an arrow released from a bow, carrying a world-destroying momentum.

Facing this ninth-tier ape demon exuding terrifying pressure, Su Fan's lips curled into a cold, bloodthirsty smile, his crimson eyes remaining completely calm.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and an invisible evil force suddenly spread out, accurately hitting the huge ape demon that was charging towards him.

The next moment, the ape demon's running figure suddenly stopped, its scarlet eyes instantly lost their luster, and it fell into extreme confusion, its movements also becoming sluggish.

Then, a strange scene happened.

The golden fur covering the ape demon's body began to twist and writhe violently, transforming in an instant into countless dense black tentacles.

Each tentacle was covered in ugly bumps, its surface coated with a sticky, dark green liquid, emitting a nauseating, fishy stench, and looking incredibly gruesome.

Its face was also twisting wildly, and its originally ferocious mouth was uncontrollably tearing to both sides.

"Shoot..."

The sound of its flesh tearing was clearly audible, and its mouth stretched all the way to its ears before stopping.

What was once a head has now transformed into a gigantic maw, within which rows of thousands upon thousands of sharp fangs are neatly arranged, gleaming with a chilling light.

The depths of the mouth were a bottomless abyss of darkness, seemingly capable of swallowing everything.

The enormous demonic body, nearly a thousand feet tall, was also deformed by violent twisting, its limbs contorted into bizarre angles.

Countless tiny tentacles sprouted from its torso, and its entire body was no longer recognizable as the original ape demon, transforming into a terrifying and monstrous evil.

Not only this ninth-tier ape demon, but all the other demons within dozens of miles, whether high-level demons or low-level demons, were simultaneously corrupted by the evil spirit's power and stopped moving.

After they fell into confusion, their bodies began to twist and deform wildly, turning into all sorts of bizarre and grotesque evil spirits.

These demonic beasts, completely corrupted by the evil spirits, regained their mobility the moment they completed their transformation. However, they no longer had reason in their eyes, only pure bloodlust remained.

They turned around and pounced in all directions, attacking every living creature within their sight, even their own kind.

The once relatively peaceful territory of the Shenhua Heavenly Demon Clan was instantly plunged into extreme chaos.

Countless evil spirits and monsters fought each other madly, their roars, screams, the sound of flesh tearing and bones shattering intertwined, forming a terrifying death symphony.

Within a radius of a hundred miles, it instantly turned into a bloody battlefield where demons killed each other. The ground was littered with mutilated corpses and viscous blood, and the stench of blood in the air grew stronger and stronger, almost solidifying into a tangible substance.

(End of this chapter)