Comprehension Ability: I Come From the Great Emperor Family-Chapter 145 - 139 Truth! Power! Heavenly Demon Illusion God!

Chapter 145: Chapter 139 Truth! Power! Heavenly Demon Illusion God!

Old Sun was dumbfounded.

He widened his eyes, his lips quivering as he pointed at the old man before him, unable to utter a single word.

The appearance of this old man was even more shocking than the demon tribe’s Great Saint standing in front of him.

"What’s wrong, Mr. Sun? Haven’t seen you for a moment and you already don’t remember?"

Uncle Fu smiled at Old Sun, teasingly saying.

"You...Great...Great Saint?" Old Sun felt a bit dizzy.

He had always thought Uncle Fu was just an ordinary person!

Back then, it was he who personally brought Uncle Fu into the Little Immortal Sect.

Besides... wasn’t Uncle Fu supposed to have caught a cold!

A Great Saint catching a cold? Damn, that’s unbelievable!

Thinking back to the road not long ago, he had even jokingly urged Uncle Fu to call him a senior, not to be disrespectful.

But now, looking at the overwhelming presence beside him that was stronger than Mo Lin’s, equivalent to a Great Saint’s aura, Old Sun was utterly stunned.

Hearing Uncle Fu call him "senior," his face instantly flushed.

"Please forgive me, great one, I... I truly didn’t know you were a Great Saint."

Old Sun expressed his grievance with tears unseen.

Saints and Great Saints both bear the word ’Saint,’ but there’s still a huge realm of Saint King in between!

Great Saints, other than quasi-emperor, are virtually the pinnacle of existence in this world.

"Hahaha, it doesn’t matter, just a formality."

Seeing Old Sun’s expression, Uncle Fu’s smile grew wider.

These days, Old Sun had been flaunting his seniority with him quite a bit, even wanting to guide him in cultivation...

"Senior, you...

Old Sun opened his mouth, smiling wryly, "With such a status, why disguise yourself as a mortal?"

Speaking here, his expression froze, looked towards the direction of Su Changqing, and gasped,

"Could it be..."

To have a Great Saint disguise as a mortal to protect, just using the toes to think could tell that Su Changqing’s identity was extraordinary!

"Young master, you really found a ’notable’ little mountain peak."

Old Sun couldn’t help but admire Wu Yong’s foresight.

A little mountain peak hiding a seriously injured quasi-emperor, a mortal Great Saint, and a peerless prodigy from the village!

This isn’t a small mountain, it’s an immortal mountain!

"Something’s wrong..."

"With a Great Saint protector, how could Master Su be from a village?"

"What village could hire a Great Saint? Could it be..."

Old Sun seemed to discover some truth, his eyes twinkling with the excitement of gossip.

"Enough, if you keep guessing, that guy will get away."

Uncle Fu chuckled, pointing at the departing demonic flame, "You go stop that one."

"I’ll go take down this one."

With that, Uncle Fu strode towards Mo Lin, who was trying to sneak away.

"Senior, my family’s Young Master and others over there..."

Old Sun hastily called out, but before he could finish his words, Uncle Fu’s voice came from afar.

"Let Chang Qing and them go to Cyan Mountain Village by themselves; there will be people from the Su family protecting them in secret."

"There will be a big battle later, you stay and help..."

Upon hearing this, Old Sun nodded and turned away.

He didn’t ask why there would be a big battle because it was almost inevitable.

If the demonic sect didn’t want to lose a Great Saint and a Saint, they would surely send someone to rescue them.

And the reason the Su family arrived so late is that they had set up an inescapable net from all directions!

...

Beside the blood pool.

The confrontation between the demonic sect and the Su family went unknown to those present.

Wu Yong and Xuan Qingzi stood aside, guarding Su Changqing.

When half an hour had passed, strands of refined demonic qi suddenly emerged from Su Changqing’s body.

The stone tablet at the bottom of the blood pool softly hummed, the pattern engraved in its center glowing faintly.

"Ah."

Wu Yong sighed with envy at the scene,

"I’ve never seen such terrifying talent from senior brother, I think myself a genius of array dao, but compared to senior brother..."

Saying this, he shook his head and said:

"As far as I know, senior brother already practices martial, Buddhist, and demonic paths."

"Cultivating all three paths simultaneously, and mastering each, I wonder if senior brother will practice other dao in the future."

Xuan Qingzi, beside him, smiled at the words, looked at Su Changqing and said softly, "The abilities of this senior brother of yours aren’t limited to those you see."

"At least, his Sword Dao and medical skills aren’t inferior to the dao he’s studied."

Wu Yong was shocked, "Senior brother can also use a sword?"

"Of course."

Remembering the one time he was fortunate to witness the imperial pattern, Xuan Qingzi lamented, "That’s a terrifying inheritance, potentially a leader of Sword Dao."

Wu Yong only felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

It was as if countless treasures were hidden within Su Changqing, gradually revealing with continual cultivation.

"Oh, by the way,"

Xuan Qingzi seemingly recalled something, "Chang Qing once studied for two years."

"The only path he’s formally trained in is Confucian Dao."

Wu Yong’s mouth fell open, somewhat doubtful of life.

Senior brother... had even studied Confucian Dao, for two whole years!

With Su Changqing’s terrifying comprehension, what realm had Confucian Dao reached in two years?

"So, in other words..."

Wu Yong swallowed, looking at Su Changqing, absent-mindedly murmuring, "Senior Brother’s strongest path isn’t martial but... Confucian Dao?"

Xuan Qingzi shrugged at the words, "Who knows, I’m curious about what Confucian Dao inheritance Chang Qing has."

Whoosh!

As the two were talking, demonic qi surged from Su Changqing’s body, and lifelike figures emerged one by one.

Each figure was Su Changqing, with different expressions, indistinguishable from the true one at a glance.

Buzz!

At this moment, the slightly dim marks above the stone tablet trembled slightly, as if about to dissipate.

"Condense!"

Su Changqing opened his eyes shrouded with black qi, forming signs with his fingers, leaving marks on the almost disappearing leyline imprint.

In a moment, the imprint seemed to solidify, soaring into the air, and merged into Su Changqing’s arm.

"This thing..."

Su Changqing looked at the mark on his arm with a strange expression.

He could feel that activating it would instantly ignite the mark and travel miles through the leyline beneath his feet.

Yet, it seemed to be a one-time use.

"Chang Qing, is the method recorded on the stone tablet about refining the leyline imprint?"

Seeing Su Changqing awaken, Xuan Qingzi asked.

This method of controlling leylines was quite marvelous; mastering the refining technique would in effect cut off an arm of the demonic sect.

"No."

Su Changqing shook his head, looking at the stone tablet below, "On it, there are just a few lines of pulse condensing technique, too incomplete."

"The complete Secret Skill is called Heavenly Demon Illusory Spirit."

"It allows for the combination of the Divine Sense with demonic qi to simulate illusions indistinguishable from the true body."

"These illusions shatter upon touch and lack attack power but are unlimited in number and can easily deceive."

Wu Yong curled his lips at the words, "How’s the Secret Skill from a notable stone tablet so useless, it seems pretty pointless."

"It’s just a small fragment of the complete stone tablet. You’re not expecting Divine Techniques, are you?" Xuan Qingzi shook his head, smiling.

"This thing is still very useful."

Su Changqing seemed to recall something, his eyes slightly brightening, "Not long ago, I acquired a Sword Formula called Light Fragmentation Shadow Transformation."

"This Sword Formula uses illuminated illusions to perform tricky Swordsmanship."

"But if... combining Heavenly Demon Illusory Spirit’s illusions with Light Fragmentation Shadow Transformation, to execute Swordsmanship, I wonder if it would be more tricky and indistinguishable from reality?"

Su Changqing thought more about the possibility, quietly speaking, his eyes slightly brightening.

Meanwhile, Xuan Qingzi and Wu Yong, standing beside, listened attentively, their eyes suddenly widening.

"Fusion of Secret Skills?"

"Multifaceted Divine Techniques!"

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