Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 1639 This guy is simply audacious!
Everyone craned their necks, their gazes fixed on the towering, skeletal "Jingguan White Bone Tower."

Their fingers clenched so tightly they turned white, and a chilling look crossed their faces.

The tower, built of piled-up white bones, was soaked in the blood of demon cultivators, its silhouette piercing the clouds, making it hard to breathe.

Because most of these demon cultivators had been transformed into monsters, their bones emitted a grayish-black eerie light, which was terrifying to look at.

They hurriedly looked around, their eyes sweeping across the surroundings, but they couldn't even catch a glimpse of Su Fan's clothes. A sense of panic and confusion welled up in their hearts.

"Look...over there..."

At that moment, a sharp shout broke the silence, startling everyone.

All the cultivators at the Integration Realm turned their gazes to the direction the man was pointing, instantly captivated by the scene thousands of miles away.

At the edge of the sky, a pillar of light pierced the heavens, its radiance murky yet carrying a chilling, demonic aura.

That was one of the many small star gates hastily built after the demons' surprise attack on Xuan Guangtian succeeded, and it is currently the only passage connecting to the demon plane.

"Let's go take a look..."

A late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator stared intently at the pillar of light, his Adam's apple bobbing as he spoke in a deep voice, his tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible unease.

The group sped away, but when they reached the Gate of Stars, everyone suddenly stopped and their breath caught in their throats.

Beneath the beam of light, a tall figure stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering, and a faint demonic aura swirling around him—it was none other than Su Fan, whom they had been searching for in vain.

Everyone knows that hundreds of these small star gates were built behind the demon's defense line, and the rest have long since been destroyed by Su Fan.

This one in front of us should be the last one.

It was only about a mile in size, and the altar below was simple and crude. The gaps between the stone slabs were still congealed with undried black blood, indicating that it was hastily built. Yet, it carried a terrifying power that connected the two worlds.

Even now, every few moments a pitch-black demon bone ship, carrying overwhelming demonic energy, roars out of the Star Gate.

As soon as the bone boat roared out of the star gate, the roars of the demon cultivators could be heard one after another.

But just as the bone boat rushed out of the beam of light, Su Fan raised his hand and a condensed bolt of lightning suddenly struck out.

There was no earth-shattering roar, yet it carried an irresistible force.

The bone boat, as hard as black iron, shattered instantly, turning into dust that dissipated in the wind without leaving a trace.

Noticing their arrival, Su Fan slowly turned around, offering no further words, but simply glancing at them expressionlessly.

His gaze was calm and serene, yet it concealed a surging sharpness, as if the casual destruction of the demon race's bone ship was merely a trivial matter.

Several highly respected cultivators at the head of the group quickly stepped forward. One of them, an elderly man with white hair and beard, strode out and respectfully cupped his hands to Su Fan, his tone carrying a hint of probing and awe.

"But Junior Brother Su Fan..."

Upon hearing the old man's question, Su Fan remained silent, simply nodding slightly, his expression completely unwavering.

A gentle smile appeared on the old man's face. He glanced at the still-operating Star Gate and spoke with a hint of doubt.

"Junior Brother Su Fan... since you have destroyed all the other Star Gates, why did you leave this one alone and not destroy it completely...?"

Upon hearing this, Su Fan suddenly chuckled softly.

There was no warmth in that laughter; instead, it carried a chilling resolve.

"I'll keep it for later..."

His words stunned all the cultivators present, their faces filled with confusion.

The crowd exchanged glances, none of them able to guess Su Fan's intentions.

Now that the demons have been driven out of Xuan Guang Tian, ​​this should be a complete victory that brings joy to all. What use is there in keeping this gateway connecting to the demon realm?

Looking at these ancient monsters who had lived for thousands of years, each with a blank expression, Su Fan's smile vanished abruptly, replaced by a chilling coldness, and a mocking curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"The demons launched a surprise attack on our human race's Xuan Guangtian, slaughtering countless lives and staining the earth with blood. Xuan Guangtian suffered immense devastation and heavy casualties. Is it enough to simply drive them away and let this matter rest...?"

At this point, the lightning around him suddenly intensified, and the coldness in his tone almost solidified.

"They can cross the stars and invade our human realm, burning, killing, and looting. Why can't we fight back, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, and blood for blood..."

I don't ask you, my fellow disciples, to follow me deep into the demonic realm to fight. I only ask that you all join me in fighting your way into the demonic plane and help me guard this gate to the starry sky..."

As soon as Su Fan finished speaking, everyone present fell into a deathly silence. Everyone was completely stunned, their faces filled with disbelief.

Has this kid gone mad?

The human race has now thwarted the demon race's surprise attack plan, completely driving the demons out of Xuan Guang Tian, ​​and even almost wiping out the invading demon cultivators.

This is an unprecedented and complete victory among all the human planes in the Yuanmang constellation that were attacked by the demon race.

The other planes of the Yuanmang constellation are either still struggling to hold on or merely stabilizing the situation, unable even to drive away the demons.

But this kid wasn't satisfied yet, and dared to try to use the last remaining star gate to fight his way into the demon realm.

This guy is incredibly audacious and outrageously arrogant.

Su Fan slowly swept his gaze across the crowd, taking in the shock, hesitation, and timidity on their faces, and couldn't help but sneer.

The reason he waited for these old guys to come was to use their strength to secure his escape route.

He once single-handedly stormed into a demon realm, turning nearly half of its territory into a dead land teeming with evil spirits.

But this time was different; the demons had been preparing for countless years to launch a surprise attack on Xuan Guangtian.

He ventured deep into the starry sky alone; someone needed to help him guard this gate.

If the Star Gate is destroyed by the demons, cutting off his escape route, it will be as difficult as ascending to heaven for him to return to Xuan Guang Tian from the demon realm.

Therefore, he needs the support of these Nascent Soul Realm veterans. They don't need to charge into battle; just guarding this last escape route is enough.

Unfortunately, after he finished speaking, a long time passed and the scene remained deathly silent; no one dared to respond.

Everyone had their heads down, some with troubled expressions, others with evasive eyes.

Venturing into the demonic realm is a perilous journey, and no one is willing to gamble with their life.

Su Fan sighed inwardly, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.

Well, it seems we can't count on these cowardly old folks after all.

Since no one dared to go with him, then let it be.

Lao Tzu, alone, can conquer the demon realm.

Thinking of this, a bitter look flashed across Su Fan's face. He then raised his hand, solemnly cupped his hands to the crowd, and spoke with a firm tone.

"Since no one dares to follow me into the Demon Realm, I implore my fellow disciples to help me guard this place."

"If I haven't returned in ten days, I will destroy this Star Gate. I will not allow the demons to use this passage to invade my Xuan Guangtian again..." After saying this, a carefree smile appeared on his face. He raised his hand again, cupped his hands to the crowd, and spoke in a loud voice that pierced the sky.

"I'm going..."

Before he finished speaking, a dazzling ring of lightning suddenly erupted around his body, enveloping his figure completely as the lightning surged.

The next second, he transformed into a bolt of lightning that tore through the sky, and with unwavering determination, he roared into the pillar of light that reached the heavens, instantly disappearing at the other end of the Star Gate.

The moment Su Fan disappeared into the Star Gate, the scene erupted in chaos.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief.

He actually went; he was truly reckless.

The group of old monsters from the Immortal Sect and Demonic Sect at the Integration Realm were still in shock and had not yet recovered from this sudden change.

However, the Sword Sect cultivators present could no longer contain their excitement.

Watching Su Fan's resolute figure disappear behind the Star Gate, the blood of these sword fanatics, who lived by their swords and were driven by battle, boiled over.

A surge of scalding heat shot from his spine to the top of his head, igniting the untamed spirit and determination within him.

They are sword cultivators; their lives depend on their swords. If their swords die, they die. Those who are afraid of death are not worthy of wielding swords.

"Then I'll go with you..."

At this moment, a loud yet aged roar suddenly rang out. A white-haired, withered-faced old man from the Sword Sect stared with bloodshot eyes, and his sword energy surged around him.

The flying sword in his hand hummed, transforming into a streak of light as it plunged into the Gate of Stars without hesitation.

"Haha... So be it... I'm off..."

Another middle-aged sword cultivator burst into laughter, his laughter filled with no fear, only boundless pride and freedom.

He leaped into the air, riding his flying sword, which was enveloped in sharp sword energy, and chased after it with a whoosh.

Immediately afterwards, sword lights shot into the sky one after another, and heroic shouts echoed through the heavens.

The Sword Sect cultivators, with their resolute eyes and determined expressions, rushed into the Starry Sky Gate without the slightest hesitation, wielding their natal flying swords.

They may not know if they will return alive, or they may be aware of the dangers of the Demon Realm, but the word "retreat" has never been in the bones of sword cultivators.

In an instant, sword energy surged around the Star Gate, its cold light chilling, and dazzling sword beams intertwined into a net.

Countless sword cultivators, with unwavering determination, roared through the towering pillar of light, rushing toward the unknown and perilous demon realm.

The countless sword lights pierced through the gloom of the demonic aura, initiating a desperate counterattack by the human cultivators.

In the blink of an eye, all the sword cultivators who had been standing before the Star Gate had vanished, following Su Fan's trail and storming into the Demon Realm.

Besides these sword fanatics who disregarded life and death, a few Nascent Soul cultivators from immortal sects and demonic sects also rushed in, their blood boiling with excitement, following the sword light.

However, those who dare to take risks and forge ahead are ultimately a very small minority.

"These sword fanatics are truly clueless..." Among the cultivators who remained, someone chuckled softly, their tone full of incomprehension and disdain.

“If they were afraid of death, they wouldn’t be sword fanatics…” someone said quietly, their tone complex, neither clear whether it was sarcasm nor subtle admiration.

"Following that evil cultivator to the Demon Realm, aren't they afraid of dying...?" Another cultivator frowned, his tone carrying a hint of apprehension and a touch of luck.

"Stop talking, get on guard immediately... Protect this star gate, don't give the demons another chance..."

A powerful cultivator at the Integration Realm spoke in a deep voice, interrupting the discussion, his tone solemn.

Not only did the Nascent Soul Realm elders from other planes think this way, but even Peng Shidao and others from Zheng Yuan Tian had no intention of following Su Fan to the Demon Realm.

They only thought about maintaining the current peace and stability, and preserving their own traditions and lives.

In the eyes of these old guys from the immortal sects and demonic sects, Su Fan's willful actions were not worthy of any admiration or emotion.

Instead, they felt that this kid was a bit arrogant and even a bit silly.

Despite having already won a complete victory, he insisted on being greedy and courting his own demise.

These old foxes, who have lived for tens of thousands of years, have nothing but scheming in their minds.

Not long ago, the reason they fought the demons so fiercely was simply because they were forced into a corner, with no way to retreat, and had no choice but to fight to the death.

Now that the great war has ended, the demons have been driven away, and the human race has won a complete victory, who would still be willing to accompany Su Fan to that demon realm where death is a near certainty?

At the same time, countless sword cultivators, enveloped in fierce sword light, rode their natal flying swords and roared into the demon realm.

But when they passed through the Star Gate, the scene that came into view made all the sword cultivators freeze instantly, taking them by surprise.

A chilling aura swept over them, like a icy wind cast from millennia-old ice, instantly permeating every limb and bone of each sword cultivator.

It was chillingly cold, penetrating to the bone, as if even one's soul was about to be frozen.

The surging demon army they had anticipated did not appear; instead, a dense, dark gray mist blotted out the sky.

And within the mist, an endless array of ferocious demonic cultivators, their fangs bared and their menacing gleam undisguised.

An endless, raging hurricane suddenly surged up, rapidly forming a massive eye of the storm centered on the Star Gate.

Like a surging tsunami, it spread wildly in all directions with a destructive force, causing the earth to tremble and rocks to fly everywhere it passed.

The entire space of the Demon Realm was distorted more and more violently. What were originally just fine, thread-like spatial cracks rapidly expanded and spread, turning into hideous rifts several feet wide.

The crack emanates a dark aura that devours everything. Even the most dazzling sword light will be instantly sucked in and disappear without a trace once it gets close, leaving not even a trace behind.

The gray-black clouds that filled the sky were like boiling water, churning and swirling wildly, gradually condensing into huge black vortexes.

As the vortex spun at high speed, it emitted a roar like that of an ancient behemoth, causing the sword cultivators' eardrums to ache and their souls to tremble.

These fearless sword fanatics could now clearly sense the dense evil aura permeating the air.

Even though they were in the eye of the storm, the eerie and chilling aura still clung to them like a bone-deep infection, invading their meridians and disturbing their minds and spirits.

"Everyone be careful... This should be the evil spirit domain activated by Junior Brother Su Fan. Do not rush forward, lest you be corrupted by the evil spirit energy, lose your mind, and turn into a bizarre creature that is neither human nor ghost..."

At this moment, an older sword cultivator gave a solemn reminder in a deep voice.

His sword energy surged, forming a barrier to resist the erosion of the evil spirits.

"Evil spirit energy... This Su Fan really is an evil cultivator..."

One of the sword cultivators frowned, muttering to himself with a hint of wariness in his voice.

"Haha... As long as I can kill demons, I don't care if they're evil cultivators or not..."

Another swordsman laughed loudly, his tone bold and unrestrained, his eyes showing no fear, only burning killing intent.

(End of this chapter)