Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 1603 Kill that brat!

In the distance, the powerful figures at the Integration Realm of the three factions of the Demonic Sect were already locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle.

The pitch-black demonic arts and the Taoist magic, radiating an eerie spiritual light, collided violently in the sky.

Various magical treasures soared into the sky, some transforming into demonic shadows that devour the heavens, others condensing into sharp blades, and still others radiating eerie glows, their interplay unleashing a devastating power that could destroy the world.

A series of deafening roars resounded throughout the heavens and earth, tearing the clouds to shreds, and fierce winds swept across the land, causing even the void to tremble violently, as if it would collapse at any moment.

Su Fan hovered in mid-air, gazing at the chaotic battle raging in the distant sky, his eyes showing no intention of participating, his expression as indifferent as that of an outsider.

With a slight twitch of his fingertips, his divine sense spread out like an invisible net, sweeping across the chaotic battle and locking onto Song Yuanze and the others in a moment.

They were being entangled by cultivators from several unfamiliar forces. The battle was fierce, with spiritual light and demonic flames intertwining, but their auras remained relatively stable, indicating that their lives were not in immediate danger.

Seeing this, Su Fan curled his lips into a cold sneer.

Go ahead and hit me... hit me... hit me until my brains are fried.

As long as you don't mess with me, I don't care how many battles you wage.

He hovered quietly beside the airship he was riding, his gaze fixed on it, a hint of wariness in his eyes.

He still needs to use this airship on his return journey; no matter how chaotic the battle situation becomes, the airship must not be damaged.

"Boom..."

A deafening roar, even more intense than before, suddenly exploded, making Su Fan's eardrums tingle slightly.

A jet-black cloud of demonic smoke, carrying a pungent, fishy stench, roared out from the distant battle, like a ferocious beast unleashed, heading straight for his location.

Su Fan frowned slightly, and with a sweep of his divine sense, he had already discerned the truth.

This attack wasn't aimed at him; it must have been a powerful move thrown haphazardly by a cultivator who had lost his temper and gone mad.

Even so, if he didn't intervene, once this raging demonic smoke collided with the flying boat behind him, the flying boat would definitely be crushed into dust, leaving not even a trace of wreckage.

Su Fan's eyes narrowed, but his aura remained completely still.

Suddenly, an invisible and intangible divine thought, yet containing terrifying power, burst forth, like an invisible hand that blots out the sky, carrying irresistible force, and fiercely swept towards the dark cloud of demonic smoke.

"Shoot..."

With a soft sound, the pitch-black demonic smoke, which was enough to severely injure a cultivator at the Integration Realm, instantly dissipated under this attack of divine sense.

It turned into specks of black mist and dissipated in the gale, leaving not even a ripple.

With just a single thought, he effortlessly blocked the powerful attack unintentionally unleashed by the cultivator at the Integration Realm.

If word got out about such strength, probably no one would believe it.

Fortunately, the three forces were locked in fierce combat at that moment, and the sounds of fighting and explosions drowned out everything else, so no one noticed the little incident in this corner.

Su Fan's move to defuse the situation went completely unnoticed by anyone else.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that by staying far away, he could stay out of it and avoid this undeserved disaster.

But who would have thought that the tree could not remain still while the wind raged on, and he was ultimately affected by this great battle.

Several Nascent Soul Realm cultivators were locked in battle in the distance. One side was clearly exhausted, with several cultivators covered in wounds and their auras weakened, unable to withstand the opponent's fierce attacks.

They had no choice but to abandon their armor and flee, their figures whistling past Su Fan like arrows released from a bow, not daring to linger even for a moment.

Meanwhile, the other group of cultivators who were chasing them were so engrossed in the killing that they were unwilling to give up. Their eyes were bloodshot as they relentlessly pursued them, their killing intent palpable.

Just then, a cultivator in the Integration Realm who was pursuing them inadvertently caught a glimpse of Su Fan hovering beside the flying boat.

This person had a restrained aura and seemed unremarkable. He didn't appear to be from any of the three factions; instead, he seemed like a rogue cultivator observing the battle amidst the chaos.

The cultivator was already bloodthirsty, his mind consumed by violence. Upon seeing this, he didn't distinguish right from wrong and unleashed a vicious Dao technique.

"Boom..."

A violent roar resounded again, and the spell transformed into an even denser and more violent cloud of demonic smoke.

A faint, mournful shriek could be heard from within the demonic smoke, like the howls of countless wronged souls.

It transformed into a ferocious venomous snake, baring its fangs and roaring, sweeping towards Su Fan with a world-destroying aura.

In an instant, the demonic smoke invaded Su Fan's vicinity, suddenly condensing into a ferocious maw filled with fangs and dripping with black saliva.

A foul stench assaulted their senses, and the creature lunged at Su Fan's head, determined to devour him whole.

A cold glint flashed in Su Fan's eyes, and a chilling sneer curled at the corner of his mouth.

The indifference on his face completely vanished, replaced by impatience and murderous intent.

He didn't bother with words, raised his hand and flicked it, unleashing an invisible burst of energy containing terrifying power that slammed into that hideous mouth.

"Boom..."

A deafening roar erupted, far more piercing than any of the previous booms.

That hideous maw, large enough to swallow a cultivator at the Integration Realm whole, instantly shattered and exploded into a sky full of black mist when Su Fan pulled it out.

Along with the violent and malevolent energy it contained, it dissipated into the void, leaving not a trace.

"what……"

The Nascent Soul cultivator who launched the attack had already turned around, preparing to continue chasing the fleeing soldiers ahead.

But the loud noise behind him, and the aura of his own Daoist power completely dissipating as he sensed it with his divine sense, made him stop in his tracks instantly.

His face was filled with astonishment and disbelief; he was completely flustered.

He knew in his heart that the power of his Dao technique was such that even a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator would have to use a magic weapon and activate a protective Dao technique to barely withstand it.

It is absolutely impossible for anyone to smash it with their bare hands by themselves.

Before he could react, Su Fan had already made his move.

Su Fan slowly raised his hand, his fingertips rubbing together slightly, and a tiny spiral of air containing extreme cold instantly condensed in his palm.

As the vortex spun, it emitted a faint yet piercing hissing sound, and the surrounding void seemed to be frozen by this chill, with a faint white frost appearing on it.

Su Fan remained indifferent, and with a flick of his finger, the spiraling vortex instantly expanded, transforming into a chilling wind that swept across the heavens and earth.

This chilling wind, carrying a biting cold and an eerie, malevolent aura, swept towards the cultivator like a tidal wave.

Wherever it passed, fierce winds swirled and frost condensed in the air.

The next moment, the spiral-shaped cyclone completely dissipated.

Instead, an invisible yet far more terrifying gust of wind swept across the sky for over a hundred miles with lightning speed, far exceeding the reaction limits of cultivators.

Wherever it passed, even the air froze into ice crystals, making a "crackling" sound as it shattered.

The Nascent Soul cultivator who had just attacked Su Fan felt an extreme chill instantly sweep over his entire body, from head to toe, as if his very bones were frozen, making it difficult to even breathe.

He was greatly alarmed and was about to activate his protective magic, but it was too late.

He was horrified to discover that his flesh was being peeled away from his bones at a visible speed, turning into specks of blood mist that were swallowed by the eerie wind, without even a chance to let out a scream.

In the blink of an eye, his once intact body was reduced to a pale skeleton, floating alone in mid-air, still bearing traces of lingering terror.

But this is just the beginning.

Immediately afterwards, the cold, eerie wind did not stop, continuing to erode the skeleton.

The pale bones, enveloped by the eerie wind, melted and weathered at a visible speed.

In an instant, it was completely reduced to dust and dissipated in the gale.

It was as if this person had never appeared in this sky at all.

Su Fan hovered in place, staring blankly at the spot where the cultivator had completely vanished.

His eyes were filled with disbelief, and his lips twitched slightly.

This……

Is this still the "bone-corroding wind"?

Since resolving the hidden dangers of evil spirits within himself and gaining complete control of the power within his body, this was the first time he had used the supernatural power "Bone-Corroding Yin Wind".

He originally thought that even if he broke through to the late stage of the Integration Realm, the power of this divine ability would only increase slightly.

But to everyone's surprise, the power it unleashed was terrifyingly immense.

Even he himself was terrified by this terrifying power.

What he didn't know was that as he broke through to the late stage of the Integration Realm...

Furthermore, after completely resolving the hidden dangers of evil spirits within himself, and thoroughly merging and unifying the restless evil spirit energy within his body with his own cultivation, he achieved a state of unity.

The "Bone-Eating Yin Wind" is no longer the ordinary supernatural power it once was; it has undergone a transformation and evolved into a stronger form.

This evolved version of "Bone-Eating Wind" has long since merged completely with the primordial energy of evil spirits, becoming indistinguishable from them.

Today, it still retains its original cold, harsh, and bone-chilling qualities.

It also inherited the bizarre and all-pervasive corrosive power of the evil spirit's original energy.

The two forces reinforced each other, increasing the power many times over, making it far more terrifying than ordinary ultimate moves of the Fusion Realm.

At this moment, this enhanced version of the "bone-corroding yin wind" did not stop after destroying the cultivator.

Instead, like a ferocious beast that has smelled blood, it roared towards the cultivator's fellow disciples dozens of miles away, carrying an even more violent and ferocious aura.

Those people continued their frantic pursuit of the fleeing soldiers ahead, completely unaware that the shadow of death had already quietly loomed over them.

As the "bone-corroding gust of wind" swept in, the few Nascent Soul cultivators who were frantically chasing after it all felt an extreme chill that penetrated to their very bones at almost the same time.

The chill was far more biting than the ice and snow of the dead of winter, instantly freezing the spiritual energy around them, making them stiffen and slowing their movements.

They were greatly alarmed, realizing something was wrong, and quickly stopped in their tracks, not daring to delay for even a moment.

Several people activated their full cultivation, unleashing their strongest protective techniques and summoning their personal protective magic treasures.

One after another, crystal-clear or pitch-black protective shields instantly condensed in front of them, firmly enveloping them and attempting to resist the sudden, terrifying chill.

But they ultimately underestimated the ferocity and domineering nature of this enhanced version of "Bone-Eating Wind".

The icy, bone-chilling wind crashed violently against the spiritual energy shields, but instead of producing a deafening roar, it emitted a strange "sizzling" sound, like a sharp blade cutting through paper.

The spiritual energy shield that they thought was indestructible and could withstand attacks from the late stage of the Integration Realm was as fragile as paper in the face of this enhanced version of the "Bone-Corroding Yin Wind," and cracks spread rapidly.

In just a few breaths, all the protective barriers collapsed and shattered, turning into specks of spiritual light and dissipating without providing any resistance.

The moment the protective shield shattered, a chilling gust of wind swept over their entire bodies.

Immediately afterwards, countless densely packed, grotesque and eerie phantoms, indistinguishable to the naked eye, emerged from the gloomy wind.

The phantoms, with their hideous faces and bared fangs, emitted shrill screams and frantically pounced on them, tearing at their flesh and blood, and eroding their bones and souls.

Those cultivators who were still frantically chasing the deserter didn't even have time to scream before they were killed, just like the cultivator before them.

Their bodies were devoured and dissolved at a visible speed, and in an instant they were completely eaten up by those hideous and bizarre phantoms.

Only wisps of blood mist and black aura remained, carried away by the eerie wind, gradually dissipating into the void.

After a moment, Su Fan slowly raised his hand, his fingertips twitching slightly.

The chilling, icy wind that swept across the heavens and earth instantly subsided, receding like a tide into his palm, transforming into a tiny vortex that quietly dissipated.

As the eerie wind subsided, the countless hideous and bizarre phantoms vanished without a trace, as if they had never existed.

The once bustling sky is now empty and silent.

The few Nascent Soul cultivators who were just frantically chasing after them seemed to have never existed in this world, leaving no trace of their remains or a hint of their presence.

Only the lingering chill and malevolent aura proved that the brief but terrifying massacre had truly occurred.

However, Su Fan also attracted everyone's attention because of this.

After all, he had killed several Nascent Soul Realm experts with a single move, and the other cultivators from the three factions of the Demonic Sect all looked as if they had seen a ghost.

Of course, Song Yuanze and the others from the "Demon Sun Divine Palace" were not as surprised as the others.

After all, they had long heard from their fellow disciples that Su Fan's strength was unfathomable.

But they didn't really know just how powerful Su Fan was.

Then there are Jiu Gu and others from the "Holy Demon Palace," who have personally experienced the terrifying power of Su Fan.

"Kill that brat..."

Finally, the late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator leading the "Secret Demon God Sect" roared.

The people Su Fan just killed were cultivators belonging to the "Secret Demon God Sect".

With a loud roar, more than ten Nascent Soul Realm elders surrounded him from all sides.

(End of this chapter)