Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 1606 What kind of heaven-defying strength is this?

Su Fan's voice was not loud, but it clearly resounded throughout the entire world, each word like an ice bead falling, carrying an undeniable pressure.

Upon hearing his words, the late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator leading the "Secret Demon God Sect" turned deathly pale.

Her once rosy skin instantly turned bloodless, and even her lips turned bluish-purple.

His body trembled violently, and he stumbled, nearly falling from the sky.

His spiritual energy instantly became chaotic, and the fear deep in his soul was magnified to the extreme. Cold sweat rolled down his forehead like beads from a broken string, soaking his clothes.

He knew better than anyone that since Su Fan dared to say those words, he would never let him go.

There is no turning back now. Rather than waiting to die, we might as well take a gamble; perhaps there is still a glimmer of hope.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and a resolute glint flashed in his eyes.

His eyes suddenly narrowed, his spiritual power surged wildly within him, and his figure instantly transformed into a blur, disappearing from the spot.

He used his strongest escape technique, trying his best to escape this dangerous place and Su Fan's control.

Seeing that this guy actually dared to turn around and run away, a faint hint of mockery flashed in Su Fan's eyes.

His smile deepened, and a soft chuckle rang out again.

The laughter was full of disdain, as if mocking the other party's overestimation of their abilities.

"Snapped……"

Su Fan raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The sound was not loud, but it carried a strange power.

It seemed as if it could control the laws of heaven and earth, instantly suppressing all spiritual energy fluctuations.

The next second, the late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator of the "Secret Demon God Sect," who had already escaped thousands of miles away using his escape technique, suddenly froze.

His figure suddenly appeared in the distant sky, his movements instantly freezing.

The panic from his escape still lingered on his face, but his eyes instantly became empty, and his spiritual power was instantly imprisoned, leaving him without even the slightest strength to resist.

"Boom..."

A deep, resounding boom echoed through the sky.

The head of this late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator was as if it had been gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand, and it exploded instantly.

Crimson blood mixed with white brain matter splattered everywhere, staining the entire sky red.

Blood rained down, and a strong, nauseating stench of blood instantly filled the air.

A headless corpse, having lost all support, plummeted straight down from the sky like a kite with a broken string.

He slammed heavily onto the ground with a dull thud, sending up clouds of dust.

Su Fan reached out and grabbed the headless corpse and the Yin spirit that had just emerged from the body.

He raised his hand and touched the other's Yin spirit, then threw the headless corpse and Yin spirit together into the Gathering Yin Secret Realm.

The scene just now was clearly seen by every cultivator in the Integration Realm.

This made them freeze, their pupils suddenly contracted, and their faces were filled with extreme horror and fear. They didn't even dare to breathe.

That's none other than the Azure Nether God Venerable, hailed as the most powerful figure in the "Secret Demon God Sect."

He was a true late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, not only ruthless and cruel, but also possessing unfathomable cultivation, earning him a fearsome reputation throughout the entire Zheng Yuan Heaven.

Who would have thought that with a snap of Su Fan's fingers, they wouldn't even have a chance to resist?

He fell instantly, his body and head separated.

These old monsters at the Integration Realm are all beings who have lived for over ten thousand years and possess extraordinary knowledge.

At this moment, their hearts were already in turmoil, and they instantly understood their predicament.

While they were lost in confusion, Su Fan must have placed some imperceptible restrictions or methods in their minds.

Their lives were now firmly in Su Fan's hands.

Now they are like fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others, without any power to resist.

Su Fan could decide whether they lived or died, and they wouldn't even have a chance to struggle.

At this moment, a deep sense of despair instantly enveloped the hearts of all the Nascent Soul cultivators.

This left them feeling cold and utterly desperate.

"Is there anyone else who wants to leave...?"

Su Fan's voice rang out again, still carrying a faint mockery and a chilling pressure, spreading throughout the world.

"If anyone wants to leave, I might as well see them off..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Fan, still with his hands behind his back, moved slowly, step by step, hovering in the air as he walked towards the many Nascent Soul Realm elders in the distance.

His pace was not fast, even somewhat unhurried.

With each step he took, the void beneath his feet trembled slightly, as if even the laws of heaven and earth were submitting to him.

The group of Nascent Soul Realm elders in the distance felt an incomparably powerful aura, containing profound Daoist principles and the power of laws, rolling towards them like a surging tide, unstoppable.

That power was too terrifying, too domineering, suppressing their souls and causing their spiritual energy to tremble violently, completely halting their spiritual power.

Even their bodies were unable to move; an extreme fear of impending death and utter annihilation instantly gripped their hearts.

That deep-seated sense of terror and foreboding swept over us once again.

It seemed to penetrate through layers of spatial barriers, pressing down firmly on their hearts.

It made their hearts feel as if they were being gripped by an invisible giant hand, making it difficult for them to beat.

It was as if I had fallen into an endless abyss of darkness, with no light in sight, only endless despair and fear.

Even death became incredibly distant and painful.

As Su Fan slowly walked up to the old monsters at the Fusion Technique Realm, Jiu Gu from the "Holy Demon Palace" took the first few steps forward.

He lowered his body and respectfully bowed deeply to Su Fan, his posture extremely humble.

"Jiugu of the Holy Demon God Palace pays respects to Senior Brother Su Fan..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the other cultivators from the Holy Demon Palace saw this and dared not hesitate for a moment.

They all followed the example of Jiugu, bowing deeply in worship, their voices in unison, filled with reverence.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Su Fan..."

After Song Yuanze and the others finished their worship, they dared not overstep the bounds in the slightest.

They silently stepped aside and stood firmly behind Su Fan, their posture upright, becoming his personal guards.

Seeing the attitude of Jiu Gu and others from the Holy Demon God Palace, the cultivators from the other two major forces understood the situation immediately. They all felt a chill and quickly suppressed their thoughts.

The late-stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivator leading the Blood Concealment Demon Sect dared not delay for even a moment.

He took a few quick steps forward, bowed deeply, and respectfully performed a standard salute to Su Fan, his tone full of flattery and apprehension.

"Qiu Xuanyan of the Blood Shadow Demon Sect pays respects to Senior Brother Su Fan..."

After speaking, he paused, quickly glanced at Su Fan, then lowered his head again, cautiously probing.

"This trial of the Demonic Sect has ended in a complete victory for the Holy Demon Palace. I wonder what Senior Brother thinks..."

Su Fan glanced at him indifferently, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes. He thought to himself that the old man was smart enough to save him the trouble of explaining.

He ignored Qiu Xuanyan's flattery and turned his gaze to Jiu Gu, who was still bowing beside him.

His tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority.

“Jiugu… I’ll leave this to you. There’s nothing important, so don’t bother me…” “Jiugu will obey your orders, Senior Brother…” Jiugu quickly replied, lowering his head even further and not daring to breathe.

After hearing his response, Su Fan said no more.

His figure swayed slightly, then gradually became transparent like a ghost, and finally completely disappeared into the air, as if he had never existed.

Watching Su Fan's figure disappear completely, Jiu Gu slowly straightened up, sighed softly to himself, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Only then did he truly understand this man's temperament.

He is indifferent by nature, dislikes formalities, and is too lazy to care about such trivial matters. Only strength can make him take notice.

Thinking of this, Jiu Gu turned around, cupped his hands slightly to Qiu Xuanyan of the Blood Shadow Demon Sect, his tone regained some calmness, but still carried an unquestionable confidence.

"Senior Brother Xuan Yan, there's no time to lose, let's finish this trial as soon as possible..."

Upon hearing Jiu Gu's words, Qiu Xuan Yan dared not have the slightest objection and quickly nodded in agreement.

Deep down, he couldn't wait for this agonizing situation to end.

Faced with a ruthless person like Su Fan whose strength is unfathomable, it's best to disperse as soon as possible.

No one can say for sure whether that ruthless guy might suddenly decide to kill them all, making them suffer the same fate as the Azure Nether God.

"That's how it should be. Let's do as Senior Brother Jiugu said, end the trial as soon as possible, and return home..."

The Blood Hidden Demon Sect and the Holy Demon God Palace have reached a consensus, so the people of the Secret Demon God Sect dare not utter a single complaint.

They were all filled with fear, hoping to return to the mountain gate as soon as possible and get away from this place of trouble.

Their leader, the Azure Nether God Venerable, was still dead, and the rest of them were already shaken.

Now that they see how terrifying Su Fan's strength is, they don't even have the courage to raise their heads and speak, and can only obey.

At that moment, everyone present had only one thought in their minds.

That means staying as far away from that monstrous Su Fan as possible, and never having any contact with him again.

Su Fan returned to the airship and went straight into his private cabin without pausing.

He did not immediately return to his personal secret realm, but instead walked to the jade couch in the center of the hall and sat down cross-legged.

He brewed himself a pot of spiritual tea. With a slight movement of his fingertips, the tea automatically poured into the cup, the tea soup clear and filled with spiritual energy.

Su Fan picked up his teacup and took a small sip.

The warm tea soup entered my throat and instantly transformed into a pure stream of energy that flowed through my body, dispelling all fatigue and leaving me feeling refreshed and completely relaxed.

Just then, the cabin door was gently pushed open, and Song Yuanze and the others filed in.

They were all excited, their eyes shining.

He was radiating an undisguised excitement, as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and even his steps were a little unsteady.

They had heard rumors in the past that Su Fan's strength was unfathomable, and there were even rumors that he had killed the true form of a great demon from the upper realm and severely injured a bigwig from the upper realm's Daoist sect.

Ruthless in methods, with extraordinary strength.

But rumors are just rumors. To be honest, they had doubts about it before, thinking it was just someone else exaggerating.

After all, such a record was simply too incredible and beyond their comprehension.

Only now have they truly witnessed Su Fan's terrifying strength.

Alone, relying solely on his own strength, he suppressed hundreds of powerful figures in the Demonic Sect's Fusion Realm, leaving them unable to lift their heads or breathe.

Among them were top experts at the late stage of the Integration Realm, who didn't even have the courage to resist.

Just how incredible is this power?

At least in the entire Zhengyuan Heaven, they had never seen anyone who could do such a thing. Even those reclusive old monsters probably couldn't have such a deterrent power.

Therefore, when facing Su Fan again, Song Yuanze and the others felt even greater awe and their attitude became even more respectful.

They all bowed their heads, like obedient schoolchildren, not even daring to look Su Fan in the eye, for fear of displeasing this master.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Su Fan..." the group said in unison, their voices respectful and low.

Su Fan glanced at them indifferently, his gaze calm and unwavering, and then raised his hand.

"Please sit down..."

Song Yuanze and the others quickly responded, carefully walked to the lower seat, sat down cross-legged, their posture still upright, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

With a casual wave of his hand, Su Fan poured a cup of spiritual tea for each of them. The tea was fragrant and filled the entire cabin.

One of them spoke first, his tone extremely respectful.

"Reporting to Senior Brother Su Fan, Senior Brother Jiu Gu has reached an agreement with Qiu Xuan Yan of the Blood Shadow Demon Sect and is working to conclude this trial as soon as possible. They will be able to return home soon..."

Upon hearing this, Su Fan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile, and he slowly nodded.

"Hmm... I'll leave the rest of the trivial matters to you. If there's nothing else, don't bother me..."

"We will obey our senior brother's decree..." Song Yuanze and the others quickly stood up, bowed deeply, and spoke with utmost respect.

Only after Su Fan nodded slightly did they carefully turn around and quietly leave the cabin, not daring to make a sound even when closing the door.

Watching the departing figures of the group, Su Fan picked up his teacup and took another sip of spiritual tea.

He then vanished from the cabin in a flash, stepping into his personal secret realm.

In the following days, Su Fan never left his personal secret realm again.

Although there were several senior sisters in the secret realm, it was always lively and noisy, with lots of chatter.

Although Su Fan expressed some impatience, he wasn't truly annoyed; on the contrary, he secretly enjoyed the vibrant atmosphere.

That was a warmth he had never felt when he was alone.

However, he preferred quiet and did not want to join in the noise with them.

Most of the time, he would sit alone cross-legged by the pond or live in seclusion in his thatched hut.

Holding a thick ancient book in his hands, he concentrated on reading it, pondering its profound mysteries, completely absorbed in the experience.

As he immersed himself in studying the classics, absorbing their knowledge and power, he listened to the cheerful laughter of several women coming from afar, clear and melodious.

Every time I hear it, a helpless yet gentle bitter smile unconsciously curls at the corners of my mouth, and the indifference in my eyes also dissipates a bit.

Occasionally, when they encountered some obscure or difficult-to-understand points, Su Fan would call Wei Xiaomo aside to discuss them together and verify their understanding.

Now, Wei Xiaomo has fully awakened her innate wisdom, possessing a clear mind and extensive knowledge.

Helping Su Fan answer these questions was a piece of cake, a task he handled with ease.

This also saved him a lot of time and energy, allowing him to focus more on the core mysteries of the classics.

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Su Fan sat cross-legged by the pond next to the thatched hut, holding a thick ancient book in his hands, reading it intently.

Suddenly he frowned slightly, his fingertips paused, and then he slowly put down the book in his hand.

Just a moment ago, he clearly felt the airship outside tremble slightly before slowly rising into the air.

It seems the Demonic Sect Trial has completely ended, and the flying boat has embarked on its journey back to the sect.

Su Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, not paying much attention.

He then picked up the ancient book again, immersed himself in it once more, and began to study it attentively and ponder it carefully.

All the noise and commotion outside seemed to have nothing to do with him.

(End of this chapter)