Comprehension Ability: Creating and teaching the Dao in various worlds

Chapter 352: Chapter 11 Is the Foreign Evil God Right in Front of Us? (Happy New Year)_2

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“How come.”

“Could it be, Divine Ape King, that you plan to leave me here to heal my wounds?”

The gaunt elder ‘Qu Zhuang’ sneered. Although his strength was not on par with the Divine Ape King’s, it was only by a slight margin.

The Divine Ape King wouldn’t be able to deal with Liao An as he had with himself, incapacitating him with a single slap—that was far beyond his reach.

Liao An was a recent Sixth Rank cultivator, while he ‘Qu Zhuang’ had been a Sixth Rank powerhouse even before the Ancestral Demon Tree invaded.

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“Try and see.”

The Divine Ape King made his move, and a terrifying aura spread around him.

“You indeed have issues, and so does the Black Mist Mountain Range.”

The gaunt elder ‘Qu Zhuang’ stated each word with gravity. The Divine Ape King not only made a move against Liao An but was now planning to keep him detained within the Black Mist Mountain Range.

What was he trying to do?

“Break.”

The energy around the gaunt elder ‘Qu Zhuang’ burst out all at once, and with an all-out blow, he barely managed to stagger the Divine Ape King.

Immediately afterwards, he shot into the sky, heading towards a location in the Black Mist Mountain Range with great speed.

“Not good.”

The Divine Ape King was about to chase after him.

“You fool, you think you can pursue me?”

The gaunt elder ‘Qu Zhuang’ looked back over his shoulder,

With his speed, he would soon be able to reach the outer regions of the Black Mist Mountain Range, from where he could then contact other members of the Tianqing Alliance.

“The Black Mist Mountain Range dares to commit such unruly acts, I will surely inform the Alliance Leader and have you all flattened…”

The gaunt elder ‘Qu Zhuang’s’ expression turned grim as he had already made up his mind.

However.

Just at that moment.

Hum.

A black vine rose silently from the ground and with a light flick, knocked the gaunt elder ‘Qu Zhuang’ unconscious.

“Thank you, Master, for making a move.”

The Divine Ape King strode forward, bowing slightly towards the depths of the Black Mist Mountain Range.

If not for that black vine just now, he might have actually allowed the gaunt elder ‘Qu Zhuang’ to escape.

…

Who knows how much time had passed.

The gaunt elder ‘Qu Zhuang’ and Liao An gradually regained consciousness.

“I, I’m not dead?”

The gaunt elder ‘Qu Zhuang’ felt his mind was a complete mess.

In the last moments of his memory, all he saw was a pitch-black vine lashing out towards him.

The feeling he got from that vine was far beyond what the Divine Ape King could compare with.

In the presence of Demon Beast Kings, the gaunt elder ‘Qu Zhuang’ still had the power to resist.

But when he saw that pitch-black vine, the gaunt elder ‘Qu Zhuang’ felt as if pressure was coming from all around him—above, below, left, right—squeezing in on him.

There was simply no way to avoid, nor was there any chance to evade, that pitch-black vine.

This feeling, the gaunt elder ‘Qu Zhuang’ had only experienced when facing the Tianqing Alliance Leader, the strongest in the Tianqing World, who wielded the World Sword—the sense of powerlessness and despair like an ant looking up at the sky and earth.

Seventh Rank Peak expert.

A Seventh Rank Peak expert had made a move against them.

The thought had just risen in the gaunt elder ‘Qu Zhuang’s’ mind when he completely lost consciousness again.

“Where is this?”

Liao An also came around.

He swallowed hard and looked around.

This was a vast valley, with abundant spiritual energy. If they were still in the Black Mist Mountain Range, it could only be at its very depths.

“Uncle Zhuang, we are now…”

Liao An also noticed ‘Qu Zhuang’, who had also woken up, beside him.

At this moment, both of them felt uneasy, realizing that their blood, spirit, and soul were all sealed, leaving them completely immobilized, one can only imagine the fear in their hearts.

“Demon Beast Kings…”

The gaunt elder ‘Qu Zhuang’ looked up around him.

To his shock, he found seven enormous figures standing reverently on both sides in the distance.

Among these seven colossal figures were the newly met Divine Ape King as well as the Giant Elephant King and King of Azure Birds, whom ‘Qu Zhuang’ recognized.

All seven Demon Beast Kings of the Black Mist Mountain Range had gathered here.

What astounded the gaunt elder ‘Qu Zhuang’ the most was that these seven exalted Demon Beast Kings were all standing there respectfully, with an exceptionally submissive posture, bowing towards the highest place.

Who?

Who could command such respect and even submission from the Demon Beast Kings?

The gaunt elder ‘Qu Zhuang’ found it unbelievable. Demon Beast Kings were proud by nature, their noble bloodlines made them disdainful of human cultivators.

In the entire Tianqing Alliance, the only ones who could make Demon Beast Kings bow with dread were the Tianqing Alliance Leader and the few Vice Alliance Hierarchs.

But even with dread, that was different from submission.

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With an incomparable sense of fear, and a hint of curiosity, the emaciated elderly ‘Qu Zhuang’ looked in the direction where the seven Demon Beast Kings were bowing.

The rustling sound.

It was an ancient tree.

Its branches swaying, strands of black tendrils hanging down.

Amidst it all, an evil, ancient aura assaulted the senses.

“What is that?”

The emaciated elderly ‘Qu Zhuang’ was somewhat baffled, faintly feeling as though he had seen this ancient tree before, but he could not remember when exactly.

Or perhaps he had already remembered, but his instincts were rejecting it, for the true identity of this ancient tree carried an unprecedented and immense horror.

“Uncle Zhuang, it’s the Foreign Evil God, the Foreign Evil God…”

Liao An’s voice trembled, breaking through ‘Qu Zhuang’s mental defense.

Yes.

It was the Foreign Evil God.

This Ancient God resembled the one from the Evil God Battlefield beyond the world, exceedingly similar.

Shape, appearance, essence… it was essentially a smaller version of the Ancestral Demon Tree.

But…

How could that be?

The emaciated elderly ‘Qu Zhuang’s soul could not help but shudder.

If what they saw was the Foreign Evil God, then what would the Ancestral Demon Tree, having single-handedly dragged the entire Tianqing World into the quagmire of war from beyond the world, be considered?

Having suffered unspeakably, he had fought desperately on the Evil God Battlefield, striving to keep the Foreign Evil God outside of the world, to secure a chance for all creatures within to survive.

But turning around, the Foreign Evil God had already entered the Tianqing World?

The emaciated elderly ‘Qu Zhuang’ felt a sense of overwhelming despair at that moment, with a vague understanding that the Tianqing World was now enveloped in darkness.

“The Foreign Evil God.”

“No, you are definitely not the Foreign Evil God.”

“At least not the actual being of the Foreign Evil God itself.”

Just as ‘Qu Zhuang’ was shrouded in the gloom of resignation, Liao An, standing beside him, suddenly stood up, staring fixedly at the ancient tree worshipped by the seven Demon Beast Kings.

No sooner had Liao An spoken than the seven Demon Beast Kings glanced his way.

A terrifying pressure descended, yet Liao An remained standing firm, albeit with trembling legs.

After a long while.

A massive surge of spiritual fluctuation.

Spread from within that ancient tree.

“How can you tell?”

Lin Yuan looked down at Liao An and ‘Qu Zhuang’ with interest.

Since his arrival in this world, Lin Yuan had at most eavesdropped on conversations among human cultivators.

He had yet to truly interact with human cultivators.

Firstly, he feared revealing any flaws, knowing humans to be much smarter than demonic beasts; he naturally avoided contact with these intelligent beings until he could dominate the world without rival.

Secondly, there was no need; whatever Lin Yuan wanted to know, he could find out by conducting a Soul Search from the shadows, bypassing direct communication.

How can you tell?

Upon hearing Lin Yuan’s response, Liao An’s scalp exploded with fear again, now certain that this smaller Ancestral Demon Tree before him possessed a definitive consciousness.

“If you were the Foreign Evil God itself, there would be no need for you to hide within the Black Mist Mountain Range; you could have acted already, instead of battling with our Tianqing Alliance from afar.”

Liao An took a deep breath.

“And now, you’d better let us go.”

“Both of us are elders of the Tianqing Alliance, persons of high status. Having come to the Black Mist Mountain Range to summon the Demon Beast Kings, our prolonged absence will surely prompt other Alliance powerhouses to investigate, and in time…”

Liao An went on to explain the pros and cons to Lin Yuan.

“Ultimately… although I do not know your relationship with that Foreign Evil God, as long as you join forces with our Tianqing Alliance, once we deal with that Foreign Evil God, I will surely plead with the Alliance Leader to spare your life…”

Liao An spoke slowly.

Everything he now said was based on his own speculation.

That is, the ancient tree before them was not the Foreign Evil God from beyond the world.

Or rather, it did not share the same intent as that Foreign Evil God.

Liao An had reasons for his conclusion: he and ‘Qu Zhuang’ were not instantly killed.

If they were facing the real Foreign Evil God, the two of them wouldn’t even have the chance to wake up, let alone negotiate terms.

The real Foreign Evil God, evil and terrifying as it is, would render weaklings like them completely voiceless.

Having finished speaking, Liao An waited quietly.

The emaciated elderly ‘Qu Zhuang’ did the same.

They had no choice. Regardless of whether Lin Yuan was the Foreign Evil God or not, their lives were in his hands.

Even if Liao An was eloquent, if Lin Yuan decided to kill them…

There would be no escape for either of them.

Even if the Tianqing Alliance’s powerhouses were to come later in revenge, death would still mean death.

Time slowly passed by.

Liao An and ‘Qu Zhuang’ waited nervously for judgment from Lin Yuan.