Comprehension Ability: I Forge a Villainous Longevity Family
Chapter 81: Could Have Lived, Why Seek Death?

Chapter 81: Chapter 81: Could Have Lived, Why Seek Death?

Boom!

In an instant, the world underwent a dramatic change.

The entire world went completely dark, the moon hanging in the night sky disappeared, the stars vanished, and the mountains and rivers all ceased to exist.

The place where Chen Zhixing stood seemed to have been stripped away from this world, and everything in sight turned into nothingness.

A low voice resounded simultaneously from all directions.

"I have practiced Sword Dao for three hundred years. In the first half of my life, I was unsettled and homeless, defeated in every battle, and the world said that in this life, my achievements would reach only as far as Divine Travel."

"Yet, I traversed a thousand mountains and rivers, observed birds in the forests to attain enlightenment, and finally broke the shackles, entering True Self in one day, unveiling the Dharma Cage Bird!"

"From that point on, I never tasted defeat again!"

In the midst of the void, Chen Zhixing nodded solemnly.

Entering True Self at three hundred? Quite impressive.

"Rise, sword!"

Following that voice, a low shout erupted.

Boom!!!

In an instant, a vast void appeared with nine blazing sword arcs traversing heaven and earth, like a reversed Milky Way!

The nine sword arcs intertwined like a net, instantly converging to strike down Chen Zhixing!

Boom boom boom!!

Almost instantaneously, these nine dazzling peerless sword arcs engulfed Chen Zhixing fiercely!

At the same time.

At the peak of Nine Rivers Mountain.

"Haha, just like that!"

The well-dressed young man laughed heartily at this scene.

Meanwhile, Chai Qingchi, watching in the void, had a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Cage Bird..... This Dharma Aspect is considered top-tier in the path of Sword Dao."

Chai Qingchi looked at Zhao Chengsheng, a newfound respect emerging in his gaze.

In the next moment.

Chai Qingchi squinted at the place where nine sword arcs had submerged, muttering quietly:

"Is it over?"

Within the void.

Zhao Chengsheng’s expression was indifferent as he looked in the direction of Chen Zhixing, sensing the once turbulent Flying Flower Sword Intent rapidly dwindling away.

"You could have had life, why seek death?"

"Don’t blame me. I gave you a chance. Blame only yourself for being stubborn."

He shook his head, preparing to withdraw his Dharma Aspect by forming a seal.

Next, he would collect the flying sword of the Ancient Sword God and leave this place, returning to the Haori Sword Sect.

He had secretly decided that once back at the sect, he would tell the Sect Leader not to let the Young Sect Leader continue like this.

Spoiling a child is like killing one.

The Young Sect Leader’s conduct might eventually bring an overwhelming disaster to the Haori Sword Sect.....

Suddenly.

He froze, quickly raising his head.

The sword intent which had been rapidly weakening completely vanished, and in its place.....

Moo!!

A deafening low roar suddenly echoed from the place engulfed by the sword arcs.

Boom!

Boom boom!!

The blazing sword arcs appeared to be crushed by tremendous force, immediately twisting and distorting, then explosively shattering into countless drops of light!

A figure dressed in white, spotless and pristine, slowly and silently emerged from the showers of light.

This figure was tall and majestic, with hair like a cascade. Five hundred acupoints across his body exuded dazzling starlight, forming a beautiful starry sky map visible through his skin.

Behind him, an illusionary ox demon with ancient horns reaching the sky and feet stamping the ground, entwined in chaotic mist, had eyes gleaming with a cold, deep light.

"What is this....."

Zhao Chengsheng’s body stiffened, a chill spreading through him.

Before he could utter a word.

Boom!!

A deafening sound erupted as the void beneath this figure’s feet shattered and collapsed.

In merely a fraction of a second, this figure suddenly appeared right in front of Zhao Chengsheng.

"Aurora!!"

Zhao Chengsheng felt a chilling fear and reacted swiftly, instantly slashing hundreds of towering sword lights at this figure.

Boom——!!!

This figure merely punched out, and five hundred ox demon shadows roared simultaneously.

Countless sword lights were shattered into pieces by this punch.

In the next moment.

The figure punched again, directly shattering the divine sword that Zhao Chengsheng used to block, then landed a punch on his chest.

Crack!

Bones, flesh, and internal organs shattered simultaneously!

Zhao Chengsheng’s entire chest collapsed instantly, sending him hurtling backward, crashing heavily toward the ground.

Boom!

The earth seemed to rise in a great earthquake, and from Zhao Chengsheng’s point of impact, cracks spread out like a spider web.

Chen Zhixing lowered his head and looked at Zhao Chengsheng, taking a gentle step forward.

Whoosh!

A thousand feet of void transformed into an inch beneath his feet!

Chen Zhixing stood firm in front of Zhao Chengsheng.

Behind him, five hundred Powerful Bull Demons stood in the chaotic mist, majestic and mighty!

"The power of five hundred Powerful Bull Demons concentrated in one body, how is this even possible..."

Zhao Chengsheng had a look of shock in his eyes, struggling to stand up from the ground while gripping the sword hilt of his divine sword, he slashed out once more.

Great Yuan Destruction Slash!!!

Clang!

Chen Zhixing didn’t dodge or evade, letting the sword cut into his body.

The wildly bursting Sword Qi was silently absorbed by the Snow Feather Robe given by Chen Daoyan.

"A decent Sword Technique, but a fragile body."

Chen Zhixing calmly reached out, grasped Zhao Chengsheng’s head, and held it up level with him.

"The power of the True Self Third Layer is much weaker than I expected."

"Even the Sword Tao Dharma Aspect I anticipated for so long seems to be just so-so."

"Ah!!!" Zhao Chengsheng’s face was twisted in a grimace, even though his whole body’s True Essence had already been dispersed by a punch, he still picked up the sword hilt and stabbed frantically at Chen Zhixing.

Boom!!!

A golden Divine Thought shot out from Chen Zhixing’s eyes, transforming directly into a giant hammer, smashing into his Sea of Consciousness.

Zhao Chengsheng only felt a splitting headache, unable to help but clutch his head with both hands, losing the grip on his sword hilt.

"Not a bad nature, but unfortunately, you followed the wrong person."

Chen Zhixing shook his head and with a casual wave, violently flung Zhao Chengsheng away. He smashed into several towering ancient trees before finally stopping.

He lay on the ground, completely devoid of strength.

"Following him leads to no future, consider coming to join me."

Chen Zhixing flicked his fingers, and a communication talisman shot out, landing in front of Zhao Chengsheng.

All these changes happened so fast, as if completed in a flash!

The spectators only felt a blur before their eyes. Zhao Chengsheng, who had just seemed to secure victory, had already been rendered useless on the ground, his life and death unknown.

"This....."

In an instant, whether it was Chai Qingchi or all the other sword cultivators, all couldn’t help but show an expression of horror on their faces.

"Useless! All of you are useless!!"

"A dignified True Self Third Layer, unable to handle a True Self First Layer, what use are you to me?!"

From the deck of the flying ship came the cursing voice of the brocaded youth.

"The foolishness syndrome has struck again."

Chen Zhixing looked up at the flying ship that straddled the void, muttering to himself.

Bang!!

The Vertical Earth Step was instantly unleashed.

The brocaded youth only felt the entire ship sink when, in the blink of an eye, Chen Zhixing, who was on the ground, was already standing on the deck.

"What? You still want to kill me? My dad is the Sect Leader of the Haori Sword Sect, his cultivation has reached the Nirvana Realm, and in our Sword Sect, there is also an ancestor at the Peak Realm! What do you count as?"

The brocaded youth snapped open his folding fan with a ’swish’, not only showing no fear or apprehension, but instead lifting his chin with a cold, disdainful smile looking at Chen Zhixing.

"How similar..."

Chen Zhixing looked at the Young Sect Leader of the Sword Sect in front of him, lost in thought.

Weak, ignorant, foolish, thinking he has nothing to fear.

This scene, wasn’t it just like the tragic preexistence of himself in the game "Great Cultivation" in the previous life?

"Like what? Hurry and get off this Young Sect Leader’s flying ship, there’s nothing fun here, I won’t play anymore!"

The brocaded youth snapped his fan shut with a ’swish’, snorting coldly.

"People must learn to pay the price for their stupidity."

Slightly wisps of grayish-white aura emerged in Chen Zhixing’s eyes.

A chilling aura of death began to emanate from his eyes.

"What do you want to do? Do you think this Young Sect Leader has no means of self-defense?"

The brocaded youth sneered, then casually took out a handful of high-grade protective talismans and crushed them.

Bang bang bang!

Golden barriers instantly enveloped his whole body.

"My dad said, with these Protective Treasures, even if someone at the Peak of the True Self Realm comes, it wouldn’t be easy to kill me, how do you think..."

The brocaded youth was speaking proudly.

Sizzle.

Wisps of grayish-white aura silently and imperceptibly eroded their way through the barriers, enveloping his entire body.

In an instant, all words came to an abrupt halt!

An extremely bizarre scene occurred instantly!

The brocaded youth, in the prime of his youth, started to age before his eyes with visible speed.

"My dad is in the Nirvana Realm, you dare....."

The brocaded youth only had time to utter a sound before his flesh and blood withered, his vitality was devoured, and his lifespan rapidly slipped away!

In just an instant, he collapsed to the ground, turning into a dried corpse with bulging eyes.

"Without seeing its sea, don’t know its depth, without fearing its tiger, don’t know the tiger’s might."

Chen Zhixing silently shook his head, looking at the brocaded youth turned into a dried corpse, his eyes filled with nothing but pity.