Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 1642 is utterly ridiculous.
At this moment, the atmosphere between heaven and earth suddenly solidified like iron, so oppressive that it was suffocating.

Even the howling wind seemed to be choked by an invisible giant hand, completely frozen in mid-air, unable to even stir up the slightest ripple.

The dark gray mist of the evil spirit domain, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, had already approached within several miles of the demon's defensive line.

The malevolent energy surging within the mist, like maggots clinging to bones, seeped through every crack in the protective shield, penetrating the defenses thread by thread.

The low-level demon cultivators in the front row instantly trembled, their souls feeling as if they were being pierced by countless steel needles, the pain unbearable. Their jaws chattered uncontrollably, and even the strength to lift their heads was drained.

Above the sky, the demonic energy surrounding hundreds or even thousands of ninth-tier demons grew increasingly dense and viscous, churning like ink.

The surrounding void was corroded and distorted by this domineering demonic energy, rippling with eerie waves, as if it would be completely torn apart at any moment.

They stared intently at the surging mist and the dense, strange army ahead, their expressions as solemn as ancient iron, their brows furrowed with apprehension, and the violent demonic energy gathering at their fingertips almost solidifying.

As the pitch-black demonic flames pulsed, the oppressive aura emanating from his body pressed down like Mount Tai, almost crushing and shattering the world.

The world was deathly silent. All the demon cultivators held their breath and focused their minds, even breathing very softly, for fear that the slightest breath might disturb the impending storm.

Only the sound of a rapidly beating heart, weaving together a heart-pounding drumbeat in the deathly silence.

A fierce and deadly battle concerning the survival of the Manrong people and the mutual destruction of their own kind is already imminent, its sharp edge fully revealed. A single spark could ignite a massive war.

The evil spirits and mist pressed closer, and the strange legion marched on the ground, their heavy footsteps causing the earth to tremble slightly.

Fine ripples appeared on the demon's defensive shield, its light dimmed, as if it were struggling to hold on and could break at any moment.

The oppressive atmosphere was like a massive boulder, pressing down on the hearts of every demon.

At this moment, even time seemed to be slowed down by this oppressive force, each second feeling as long as an eternity.

Only the ever-approaching, thunderous stomping echoed between heaven and earth, each sound striking the souls of the demon cultivators, foreshadowing the impending cataclysmic storm.

In the distance, at the boundary between heaven and earth, an overwhelming army of evil and monsters continued its relentless advance. The muffled rumble of billions of feet pounding the ground was like thunder rolling down from the heavens, shaking the clouds and causing the earth to tremble.

Each sound carried an aura of destruction, striking the hearts of the demon cultivators with devastating force.

They didn't roar, they didn't stir, only their mechanical and stiff steps.

In those empty, lifeless eyes, there was no emotion whatsoever, only a pure, extreme desire for destruction and devouring.

It seemed to want to devour all living things in this world and turn them into nothingness.

This deathly silence was more chilling than any roaring sound, and more terrifying than any raging fire.

It was a despair that originated from the depths of the soul, engulfing all the demons like a tidal wave.

In this extreme oppression and deathly silence, a figure suddenly appeared, instantly entering the sight of all the ninth-tier great demons.

Like a beam of death piercing the darkness, it possesses boundless, world-destroying power.

He stood with his hands behind his back, hovering like an emperor above the evil spirit domain, his entire body shrouded in a dense, impenetrable gray-black mist.

A chilling, sinister power surged within the mist, and a chilling aura of death enveloped him, as if he were a peerless demon emerging from the deepest hell.

Wherever he passed, even the void trembled slightly.

An incomparably terrifying aura, like an abyss swallowing the sea, like Mount Tai pressing down, surged out from his body, sweeping across the entire world.

Wherever it passed, the wind and clouds swirled, the sun and moon lost their luster, and even the laws of heaven and earth seemed to tremble under its might.

He was like an ancient demon of unparalleled terror, tearing through layers of space and traversing countless ages with overwhelming force.

The aura emanating from his body was enough to cause mountains to collapse, rivers to stop flowing, and plunge the entire Barbarian Heaven into endless panic.

The entire world trembled violently under this overwhelming force; the earth cracked slightly, and the clouds were crushed into pieces.

It seemed as if it could collapse and disintegrate into dust at any moment under this unparalleled force.

Outside the temporary defensive line erected by the demons, the jet-black defensive shields trembled violently under the crushing force of this terrifying aura, rippling out in circles.

The light grew dimmer and dimmer, as if it would shatter into pieces at any moment, utterly vulnerable.

Su Fan stood with his hands behind his back, hovering high in the sky, expressionless, his eyes as cold as an ancient, frozen pool, indifferently looking down at the demonic defense line opposite him.

There was not a ripple in his eyes, only contempt for the ants and absolute confidence in crushing everything.

Although demon cultivators are crude and violent, their clan has an extremely strict hierarchy and an astonishingly strong ability to execute orders.

In just a short while, they erected an impregnable defensive line on the opposite side, with layers of protective shields intertwined with the magic array, seemingly indestructible.

Su Fan's lips curled into a cold smile, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

The demons naively believed that a mere defensive line could stop their advance and halt their destructive power.

It's ridiculous.

In the blink of an eye, a flash of light appeared in Su Fan's palm, and a greatsword as black as ink, surrounded by chilling demonic energy and faint lightning, instantly appeared in his hand.

Runes flowed across the sword, faintly emanating the sounds of dragon roars and thunder, exuding a sharp aura that was specifically designed to subdue evil spirits.

His eyes suddenly narrowed, and a flash of lightning surrounded him. An invisible power of lightning swept over his entire body, and his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant, like an elusive bolt of lightning.

It left not even a trace of afterimage; its speed was so fast that it broke through the limitations of space.

The next second, Su Fan's figure reappeared.

He held the Demon-Slaying Sword, its tip slightly lowered, and his body was surrounded by lightning. He moved through the layers of defensive shields hastily erected by the demons as if they were in an empty field.

Those seemingly indestructible magical shields were as fragile as paper in front of him, breaking at the slightest touch.

At this moment, his figure was already suspended high in the sky behind the demon defense line, looking down indifferently at the panicked demon cultivators below.

His aura grew increasingly terrifying, like the arrival of death, suffocating everyone.

Those ninth-tier demons, who were also suspended high in the sky, were instantly startled by the sudden appearance of this figure and froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.

Their pupils constricted, their faces filled with disbelief and horror.

How did this kid get through all that?

In their view, the layers of defensive shields outside the demonic defenses should be able to withstand even a late-stage human cultivator at the Integration Realm for a while.

Su Fan's unconventional approach caught all the ninth-tier demons off guard.

Before they could recover from their shock, Su Fan had already made his move without hesitation.

He directly unleashed a "True Dragon's Might".

With an invisible dragon's roar resounding through the heavens and earth, the domineering pressure of an ancient true dragon instantly swept across the entire sky. The numerous ninth-tier demons in the sky froze, their souls severely shaken, and they instantly fell into a brief state of confusion.

Their eyes were vacant, their bodies filled with chaotic demonic energy, and they didn't even have the strength to raise their hands, completely losing the power to resist.

"Pure Lotus of the World..."

Centered on him, an incredibly hot, crimson halo radiating purifying power suddenly shot outwards.

Like a setting sun, it swept away in all directions with the power to burn everything in its path.

Wherever the halo passed, the surrounding void was instantly ignited, the air burning violently and emitting a sizzling sound.

Even the evil spirit mist sizzled and melted rapidly under the scorching light.

Those ninth-tier demons closest to Su Fan didn't even have time to scream before their bodies were instantly engulfed by the extreme heat, turning into black charcoal.

The demonic energy surrounding them was completely purified, leaving not a trace behind.

One after another, the enormous demonic bodies lost their support and plummeted from the sky, crashing heavily onto the densely packed demonic horde on the ground. The dull thuds echoed one after another, killing and injuring countless low-level demons.

A series of shrill screams instantly resounded throughout the heavens and earth, but were quickly drowned out by an even more terrifying aura.

Even those ninth-tier demons who were relatively far from Su Fan were not spared.

Their demonic bodies burned fiercely like torches, the intense flames devouring their forms and demonic energy.

The screams of agony rose and fell, yet they were powerless to escape the purifying fire that consumed everything.

Su Fan's expression remained unchanged, showing no intention of stopping.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand and flipped it over, and the lightning mark in his palm suddenly lit up.

Strands of lightning danced on the mark, crackling and hissing. The surrounding air was ionized by the lightning, releasing a pungent, burnt smell.

He raised his hand, slowly clenched his fist, and streaks of dazzling silver-white lightning instantly gathered, tightly enveloping his fist.

The lightning surged, blinding people, and the crackling sound of the thunder grew increasingly deafening, as if it would tear the heavens and the earth apart.

The next second, Su Fan suddenly loosened his fist, his five fingers instantly spreading open, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, carrying a world-destroying determination.

"Sizzle... sizzle..."

The deafening roar of the thunderclap echoed throughout the heavens and the earth.

A dense electric net of lightning instantly erupted from Su Fan's palm. The silvery-white lightning darted like venomous snakes, its light dazzling and containing world-destroying power.

Centered on Su Fan, a dense array of dazzling lightning bolts, like a giant net, swept wildly in all directions.

Wherever it passed, the void twisted, lightning flashed, and even the earth was cleaved in jagged cracks by the lightning.

Thunder and lightning are specifically designed to subdue all evil spirits and monsters in the world. As demon cultivators are considered evil beings, they are especially vulnerable to the power of thunder and lightning.

Moreover, the lightning-based Dao technique that Su Fan unleashed was enhanced by the "Evil-Suppressing Lightning Seal," making its power far exceed that of ordinary lightning techniques.

The difference between the two is like heaven and earth, they are incomparable.

At this moment, countless ninth-order demons in the sky had just been severely burned by the extreme Yang Earthly Fiend of the Purifying Red Lotus, their bodies damaged and their demonic energy disordered.

They had barely recovered from the bewilderment of the dragon's might when they were once again brutally baptized by the dense lightning net.

Blinding lightning struck their demonic bodies, producing a sizzling sound. Their bodies were instantly charred black, and their demonic energy was forcibly torn apart and purified by the lightning.

The shrill screams abruptly ceased, and one after another, the ninth-tier demons, like kites with broken strings, plummeted from the sky, crashing heavily to the ground, utterly lifeless.

In the blink of an eye, Su Fan unleashed two powerful attacks in succession, and the once densely packed ninth-tier demons in the sky were now almost gone.

The few remaining were also critically injured, their bodies covered in wounds, their demonic energy on the verge of collapse, and they no longer possessed their previous arrogance and power.

Su Fan took a deep breath, and his aura surged again, with terrifying energy surging wildly within his body.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth converged on him frantically, and his figure, amidst the interplay of lightning and demonic energy, appeared even more terrifying, like an ancient deity about to destroy the world.

"Dragon and Elephant Steps..."

A phantom image of an ancient dragon and elephant, over ten thousand feet tall, soared into the sky from behind him.

The dragon-elephant has a massive body with gleaming scales. Its dragon head roars and its trunk wavers, exuding the domineering aura of an ancient divine beast.

It blotted out the sky, covering the entire sky.

In an instant, the sky and the clouds changed color.

The wind howled, the sun and moon lost their light, and the entire Barbarian Heaven trembled violently under the might of this ancient dragon-elephant, as if it were about to be completely overturned by this power.

Su Fan raised his right foot high, and the energy around him instantly gathered on his right foot.

Lightning and the power of the dragon and elephant intertwined, and the light on his right foot surged, like a meteor about to fall, carrying a world-destroying power as he stomped down.

"Rumble..."

With a deafening roar that seemed to destroy the heavens and the earth, the sound instantly reverberated throughout the entire Barbarian Heaven.

An incredibly terrifying energy ripple emanated from Su Fan, spreading wildly in all directions like a tsunami.

Wherever it passed, the earth cracked, the void distorted, mountains shifted, and rivers stopped flowing.

Everything within a hundred miles, whether it be demon cultivators or defensive shields.

Even the surrounding mountains, rivers, and vegetation were instantly reduced to dust and vanished into the world by this unparalleled power.

The countless demon cultivators who were originally densely packed on the ground were instantly shredded into a rain of blood by this terrifying energy ripple before they could even scream.

Limbs and severed arms flew everywhere, densely packed, turning the originally dark earth into a glaring scarlet red. The stench of blood filled the air, making people nauseous.

Su Fan remained suspended high in the sky, his hands behind his back, expressionless.

He looked down at the inferno below with icy eyes, the lightning and demonic energy around him slowly dissipating.

Yet that terrifying, world-destroying power still enveloped the entire world.

Su Fan sneered and snapped his fingers.

"Boom..."

The gray-black mist surrounding his body suddenly surged, and endless gray-black evil energy surged, sweeping outwards like a hurricane.

(End of this chapter)