Comprehension Ability: I Forge a Villainous Longevity Family

”Xiao Ping, don’t be stubborn. This competition is destined to be the end of the era where our North Peak’s chief true inheritor, Gai Rong, reigns supreme. Your era is still to come!” Yuan Jing spoke without expression, in a heavy tone.

”Step back!” Yuan Dao, too lazy to speak much, coldly spat out two words.

In an instant, the pressure of their True Self Realm hit Chen Zhixing like a tidal wave smashing against the shore!

Boom—!

This pressure was terrifying to the extreme, as if heavens above were angry, trying to force Chen Zhixing back!

”Three old fools already halfway buried in the dirt.....”

Chen Zhixing’s black hair fluttered up, and a gleam of fierce sparks surged in his eyes.

He gradually smiled.

At this moment, the shackles on the three Great Tao Seeds within his Spiritual Sea were completely lifted.

”And you dare to stop me?!”

”Come! See if you are worthy!!”

Boom!!

An aura equally of the True Self Realm erupted from Chen Zhixing!

On the surface of his skin, sparkling starlight gradually emerged from each orifice.

”From this moment, Celestial Wave Sacred Lands enters my era!!”

Boom—!

Chen Zhixing’s black hair danced wildly, stepping forward, he took the initiative to strike, slapping heavily towards the three elders!

”You old fools, go to hell!!!”

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Boom!

Peng Nai’s steps suddenly halted, and the steps beneath him on the ancient path cracked with fissures.

He lifted his head and looked ahead.

On the upper steps of the ancient path, there was a transformation into a bamboo forest.

An elder with fiery red hair, walking barefoot, slowly emerged from the shadows of the bamboo forest.

”Peng Zhenchuan indeed deserves the title of a Limit Breaker with the physical strength to shatter shackles; it’s unexpected that not even three hundred South Peak disciples could stop you.” Elder Fulong’s face showed amazement, but his eyes were extremely cold.

”It’s just a pity that today your steps are destined to stop here.”

”Elder Fulong of South Peak?”

Peng Nai’s mouth stretched back to his ears, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth.

”If it were outside, with your cultivation at the True Self Fifth Layer, I might really not be your match.”

”But on this ancient path, with our cultivation equal, do you think you alone can stop me?”

As soon as the words fell.

The sound of rustling bamboo leaves came from within the bamboo forest.

”What if you add me?”

A cold voice sounded.

Immediately, an elder with blue eyebrows and gray hair, dressed in a Taoist robe, walked step by step out of the bamboo forest.

”Hmm? Illusion Grand Master Fu Yuan?”

Peng Nai narrowed his eyes, his expression slightly changing.

These two were considered top combatants among the Five Great Elders of South Peak!

Fu Long and Fu Yuan stood side by side, looking down at Peng Nai.

”Peng Nai, surrender peacefully!”

The two spoke simultaneously, their voices overlapping to form a terrifying, inhuman sound wave.

Under this terrifying sound wave, even though Peng Nai had activated the True Demon Kuixiang Bloodline, which could weaken the attacks of Divine Thought countless times over, he couldn’t help but take several steps backward, feeling as if his head would split open.

”That’s all you’ve got.”

Elder Fulong and Elder Fu Yuan glanced at each other, their mouths curling into smiles.

”Let’s finish him off in one go!”

The next moment, the two simultaneously formed seals, preparing to cast a spell to eliminate Peng Nai.

”Divine Spear, come!”

As those words fell, a spear formed from mental telekinesis appeared in Elder Fulong’s hand, thrust fiercely at Peng Nai!

Fu Yuan closed his eyes slightly, a faint light flashing in his eyes, and uttered five words.

”Divine Thought Technique: Execution Platform!”

Slash!

In an instant, a look of confusion flashed in Peng Nai’s eyes.

The world before him changed.

At this moment, he was bound to a bronze pillar, and several black-robed people, holding knives, were approaching to slice him to death.

The sensation of each knife felt real; with every slash toward him, a crack opened in his Sea of Consciousness.

Before he could react.

”Divine Spear!”

A golden divine spear suddenly appeared in Elder Fulong’s hand, thrusting fiercely at Peng Nai.

”Ah!!!”

Peng Nai immediately clutched his head and howled in agony.

Under this spear, his Sea of Consciousness seemed about to shatter, and the intense pain temporarily incapacitated him.

”Flying Thunder God Skill!”

Fulong’s eyes flashed with a fierce gleam, and without hesitation, he formed another seal, casting a Great Divine Technique.