Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 1605 Things are not as simple as they seem.

Seeing Su Fan's formidable strength, everyone had the same thought.

When did our Zhengyuantian produce such a ruthless person?

A series of horrified thoughts surged wildly through the minds of these Nascent Soul Realm veterans.

Their gazes toward Su Fan had shifted from initial coldness to extreme fear and awe.

It is a surrender to absolute power, an instinctive fear of death.

Seeing the breathtaking scene just now, the dozen or so Nascent Soul Realm elders who had been rushing towards Su Fan from other directions all stopped in their tracks.

They stopped in their tracks, as if frozen in place, no longer daring to take another step forward.

The group stared intently at the unassuming figure in the distance, dressed in flowing robes, who seemed to exude almost no aura, as if they had seen a ghost.

They were trembling slightly, their backs were already soaked with cold sweat, and they even had to breathe carefully.

These old monsters secretly rejoiced, a lingering fear rising in their hearts as if they had survived a catastrophe.

Luckily, I rushed in too slowly and didn't rush to be the first to make a move.

If I had been at the forefront, I would have been the one consumed by the Yin Fire and reduced to nothingness.

They had all begun to consider leaving.

escape……

We must escape this place immediately.

This thought instantly spread through everyone's mind. At that moment, all they wanted to do was turn around and run away, as far away as possible, never wanting to have anything to do with this devil again.

But they also knew in their hearts that, faced with someone like Su Fan, they might not even have the right to run away.

Su Fan seemed to see through their thoughts, his cold smile deepening, and the killing intent in his eyes showing no sign of abating.

He slowly raised his hand, his gaze sweeping over the dozen or so Nascent Soul Realm elders who were caught in a dilemma, their faces filled with fear.

With a slight flick of his fingertips, he flicked his fingers at them more than ten times in succession.

His movements remained casual, yet they carried an irresistible pressure of death.

"Whoosh...whoosh..."

More than ten sharp, piercing sounds exploded simultaneously, echoing throughout the entire void.

More than ten tiny specks of light, each the size of a bean, were flicked from Su Fan's fingertips.

Each point of light is a different color and has a different shape, yet they all exude a terrifying, world-destroying power.

Wherever it passed, the void twisted and tore apart, spiritual energy was annihilated, and even time seemed to stagnate.

Some are tiny, bright red spots, about the size of a bean, with golden flame patterns swirling around their surfaces.

Wherever it passed, the surrounding air was instantly scorched and vaporized, and even the void sizzled from the heat.

It was marked with streaks of charred black, and an extreme heat swept in all directions, as if it were about to set the entire sky ablaze.

Some were tiny, blinding bolts of lightning, deep purple in color, interspersed with wisps of gray-black arcs.

Its speed was as fast as lightning, and it made a loud "sizzling" sound as it tore through the void.

The surrounding space was torn apart, revealing dark spatial rifts. Wherever the electric arc passed, the spiritual energy was instantly shattered, turning into dust.

Another one is a tiny, bean-sized water droplet, entirely blue, seemingly inconspicuous, like an ordinary raindrop.

Wherever it passed, the surrounding air was instantly vaporized, turning into patches of white mist.

As the water droplets fell, tiny black holes were eroded into the void, emanating a chilling, devouring power.

In addition, there are eerie green specks of poisonous light and thick, yellowish-brown mud spots.

Each point of light may seem insignificant, but anyone can sense that each of these tiny specks contains terrifying power capable of easily killing a cultivator at the Integration Realm.

Even a powerful cultivator in the late stage of the Integration Realm would surely die and have their soul destroyed if struck by such a blow.

The faces of the dozen or so Nascent Soul Realm elders turned deathly pale the moment they saw the dozen or so beams of light shooting towards them.

They no longer hesitated in the slightest, not even entertaining the thought of resistance; only one word remained in their minds:

escape……

Without a second thought, they turned and fled, each channeling their spiritual power and unleashing their fastest escape techniques.

Some transformed into streaks of light, some unleashed their escape magic treasures, and some used their escape techniques, all trying their best to evade these deadly attacks and escape this land of death.

But it was all too late.

The speed of those light spots far exceeded their escape speed.

Almost the instant they turned around, they were overtaken by tiny specks of light.

There was no earth-shattering collision, no tenacious resistance, only faint screams and the subtle sounds of light bursting forth.

The cultivators struck by the scorching light were instantly engulfed by the flames, their escape techniques and all were burned to ashes, turning into wisps of smoke.

The cultivator struck by the lightning had his body instantly torn apart by the electric arc, and his soul was annihilated by the thunder, leaving not even a trace of his soul behind.

The cultivator struck by the water droplet was instantly vaporized, leaving not even ashes, only a faint water stain, before being swallowed by the void.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten Nascent Soul Realm elders vanished into nothingness, as if they had never existed.

In the vast void, only Su Fan remained, along with the lingering spiritual energy fluctuations and chilling mist.

In the distance, the other cultivators who were still fiercely fighting all stopped their attacks without prior agreement.

Their magical artifacts hovered in mid-air, their spiritual power instantly receding. They stood there like statues, dumbfounded.

Their faces were filled with disbelief and shock; they even forgot to breathe.

They stared intently at the figure in the center of the void, their bodies stiff, their backs soaked with cold sweat, and their hearts shrouded in endless fear.

More than ten Nascent Soul Realm experts—that's the top combat power in the lower realm's cultivation world.

But in front of Su Fan, they were like ants, easily wiped out with a flick of the wrist, leaving them no room for resistance.

Su Fan slowly withdrew his hand and chuckled.

There was no hint of smugness in his laughter, only an invincible indifference.

His gaze slowly swept over the crowd around him. Wherever his gaze fell, the cultivators lowered their heads, trembling all over, not even having the courage to look up and meet his eyes.

Immediately, Su Fan's smile faded, and a cold sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth again.

Actually, killing this bunch of bastards would be incredibly easy.

As long as he unleashes even a trace of "True Dragon's Might," he can easily intimidate these cultivators, causing them to instantly fall into a state of confusion and disorientation.

Although it could only distract them for a breath or two, for Su Fan, that breath or two was enough.

It was enough for him to kill everyone, even if there were many Nascent Soul cultivators, it wouldn't be enough for him to kill.

The reason Su Fan didn't do that just now was actually because he wanted to verify it.

Just how powerful were the various special energies within him after they were completely fused with the evil spirit's primordial energy?

After his recent attempt, the results surprised even himself.

Only now did Su Fan have a proper understanding of his own strength.

Now, in the lower realm of cultivation, he stands with his hands in his pockets, finding no rivals whatsoever.

I dare not say anything else, but a single, tiny speck of light that he casually flicks out could easily destroy a sect or a city.

As for the so-called "Taiyin Guishui Chongyuan Soul-Shaking Divine Thunder," "Taixiao Huadao Chaos Divine Thunder," and "Taiyi Soul-Shaking Extreme Life Heaven-Shaking Tribulation Thunder," those ancient forbidden thunder techniques that he was once so proud of are now useless in the lower realm.

There's no need to use such a powerful weapon to deal with these ant-like beings.

Not to mention the "Evil-Suppressing Thunder Seal," which is his trump card and killing move, with power reaching its peak.

If he were to disregard the consequences and fully activate the Demon-Suppressing Thunder Seal, he might even destroy an entire plane.

Ugh……

Su Fan sighed softly, a faint trace of melancholy flashing in his eyes. He finally understood the words he had heard in his previous life.

How lonely it is to be invincible.

At this moment, the entire sky fell into an extreme stillness, a stillness that was terrifying.

It was as if time had stood still, and even the wind had stopped flowing.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, a chilling aura, and fluctuations of spiritual energy.

The terrifying pressure emanating from Su Fan was like an invisible boulder pressing down on the hearts of every cultivator, making it hard for them to breathe.

The air seemed to be completely frozen by that extreme, chilling cold.

Even the light seemed to freeze, and the entire void exuded a sense of deathly silence and despair.

At this moment, no one present dared to move an inch.

Even breathing became cautious, for fear that the slightest movement might anger the demon standing in the center of the void, resulting in their death and the annihilation of their soul.

Those present were all top experts in Zheng Yuan Tian, ​​a whole host of old monsters at the Integration Realm.

They understood all too well what Su Fan's strength meant to them.

More than ten Nascent Soul Realm experts—that's the top combat power in the lower realm.

Together, they are enough to sweep across the entire cultivation world.

But he simply did it casually, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten people were reduced to ashes, leaving not even a trace.

What kind of strength is this?

This has completely exceeded their comprehension and the cognitive limits of the cultivation world.

In the entire history of the cultivation world, I dare not say there will be no one like him in the future, but he is definitely unprecedented.

No one can reach such heights, nor can anyone possess such absolute power that crushes everything.

A group of cultivators in the distance were already stunned, their bodies frozen like statues, forgetting even to breathe.

Their eyes were fixed on the tall figure in the distance, filled with disbelief and stunned silence.

Su Fan glanced at them, a faint smile playing on his lips.

He let out a soft chuckle, his voice carrying a nonchalant disdain.

He seemed to regard the group of panicked cultivators before him as nothing more than insignificant ants.

The power of the several special energies within the body has been perfectly verified, and any further probing is meaningless.

There's no need to waste any more time now.

The languid look in Su Fan's eyes vanished instantly, and his gaze sharpened abruptly.

The moment the thought arose, the peaceful atmosphere suddenly changed drastically.

An overwhelming pressure, dominating the heavens and earth and looking down upon all living beings, swept out without warning.

Even the surrounding air seemed to freeze at that glance, and the light in the world seemed to dim a bit.

Without any deliberate prompting, in the blink of an eye, an invisible and intangible divine thought, yet carrying the power to destroy the world, silently spread out like a tide.

In the blink of an eye, it enveloped the entire world.

There were no earth-shattering phenomena, yet a group of Nascent Soul Realm veterans in the distance all felt a chill originating from the depths of their souls.

The numerous Nascent Soul cultivators suspended high in the sky suddenly shuddered, their arrogance and composure shattering instantly.

Instead, an indescribable sense of terror and dread replaced it.

That aura was like a world-destroying torrent from the heavens, sweeping down relentlessly and unstoppably, suppressing their souls and cultivation, even making their spiritual energy sluggish and difficult to circulate.

A wave of overwhelming fear instantly surged through the hearts of every cultivator at the Integration Realm.

That fear did not come from a physical threat, but rather from a deep-seated submission and awe in the soul.

It was as if some profound and unfathomable, supreme Dao essence had descended from the heavens to the mortal realm, carrying an inviolable majesty.

Every breath they exhaled sent shivers down their spines, leaving them utterly devoid of the courage to look Su Fan in the eye.

At this moment, all they wanted to do was kneel down and submit, bowing their heads in submission.

Immediately afterwards, a soul-shaking roar of a true dragon resounded in the minds of all the Nascent Soul Realm experts.

The roar was majestic and domineering, as if it could tear apart the soul and crush everything.

The shock made their vision go black, their souls tremble violently, and the next second they completely lost consciousness, plunging into boundless darkness and confusion.

Almost in the instant they were distracted, Su Fan raised his hand and waved it lightly, the movement casual and composed, without the slightest deliberate effort.

Then, one after another, gray-black auras appeared out like ghosts.

These grayish-black auras moved with extreme speed, almost imperceptible to light, and silently landed on the brows of every cultivator at the Integration Realm.

In just a breath or two, those Nascent Soul Realm experts who had been lost in confusion and disorientation came back to their senses from the chaos.

Their eyes still held a lingering daze, their spiritual energy was in disarray, and fine beads of cold sweat seeped from their foreheads, yet the trembling deep within their souls did not diminish in the slightest.

In the instant they came to their senses, the many Nascent Soul Realm elders were shocked, their bodies stiffened abruptly, and they subconsciously looked around.

But he saw that his companions all looked terrified, with undisguised fear lingering in their eyes.

Clearly, everyone else had just been in a state of inexplicable daze, just like him.

A chill instantly shot from the soles of my feet throughout my body, rushing straight to the top of my head.

These ancient monsters, who had lived for over ten thousand years, couldn't help but feel a chill run down their spines.

That's terrifying!

They were all powerful figures at the Integration Realm, among the strongest in the world. They had lived for over ten thousand years and had seen countless storms, but none of them had ever experienced anything like this.

Completely unprepared, they fell into a dazed state, utterly powerless to resist.

They knew better than anyone that if Su Fan had seized the opportunity to attack in that brief moment, they wouldn't have had a chance to resist, let alone struggle. They would have been decapitated and their souls scattered!
Although they were completely unharmed at the moment, without even a scratch on their skin, these old monsters, who had lived for countless years and were extremely meticulous, knew perfectly well what was going on.

Things are not as simple as they seem.

Su Fan's methods just now seemed gentle, but in reality, he had already taken control of their lives.

It was an overwhelming gap in strength, a dominance that they could not even look up to.

The group of Nascent Soul Realm elders stared intently at the figure standing with his hands behind his back in the distance, their eyes filled with an overwhelming sense of fear and unease.

Their bodies tensed instinctively, and they even breathed cautiously, afraid of angering this seemingly young but actually terrifying being.

Su Fan stood with his hands behind his back, his posture as upright as a pine tree, a faint smile on his face.

The smile didn't reach his eyes; instead, it carried a hint of cold mockery.

"Just now...who said they were going to kill me..."

(End of this chapter)