Comprehension Ability: I Forge a Villainous Longevity Family

Chapter 704: Chapter 514: Cruelty_2

As she spoke, Bai Yu was ready to set off.

Chen Zhixing rolled his eyes at this and added casually, "Your Senior Sister Qiluo should know."

"Senior Sister Qiluo knows? How is that possible! Did Master Huayu tell you?"

"No, I guessed."

"Then how can you be so sure!"

Bai Yu didn’t listen to Chen Zhixing, or rather, it didn’t matter if what Chen Zhixing said was true or not. The important thing was to persuade Huayu Immortal Venerable to return to the Celestial Profound. As long as this could be achieved, everything else was a minor detail.

After Bai Yu hurriedly left, inside the treehouse, Chen Zhixing lay lazily on the rocking chair, finding the whole situation exceedingly amusing.

"If a Holy Land that has been renowned for over ten thousand years truly needs one person to hold it all together, then what is the purpose of this Sect’s existence?"

Chen Zhixing did not know, nor did he wish to find himself in the same predicament in the future, because that would be...

"Too desolate."

As Chen Zhixing’s words fell, there seemed to be a phoenix cry from the void, full of sorrow and longing.

It seemed to be right by the ear, yet also seemed to come from a distant place.

...

In the eyes of the higher-ups, the chaos in the Celestial Profound Realm may merely appear as a grand feast to be divided.

But for those below Longevity, who have no right to join the game, it is nothing but complete disorder.

When Shi Hao finally emerged from the Cyan Wood Longevity Realm after "surviving countless hardships," what greeted him was the already tangled mess of the Cosmic World.

In the sky, dragon flocks danced; in the sea, whale herds wandered. In the edge desert, large numbers of jackal wolfmen, kobolds, beastmen, centaurs, and even snakes, under orders from their higher-up beings, first began the chaotic battle.

Yes, divine format is crucial, but the faith used to nurture divine format is just as important a resource.

Some secular powerhouses, if coincidentally missing out on obtaining a divine format, could choose to first slaughter their opponent’s followers, delaying their opponent’s steps to godhood, and then set up schemes to besiege those who possess the divine format to seize it.

When many do this, it leads to thorough chaos sweeping the entire Cosmic Realm.

Except for the Inner Ring Center of the Cosmic Realm, controlled by the Watchers and untouched by this chaos, everywhere else in the Cosmic Realm, whether sky, land, or ocean, has turned into a chaotic pot.

"What the hell is going on, are these Cosmic World natives going crazy!!!"

Seeing a giant fireball over fifty meters in diameter fall like bombs into the Central Ring Forest Sea and ignite a forest fire, Zhang Wen was utterly stunned.

Chaos!

Utter Chaos!

"Don’t just stand there, run quickly!"

Before Zhang Wen could react, Shi Hao had already turned and was fleeing with him.

What happened?

A fight broke out!

This was a war spreading from top to bottom, with causes that seemed utterly baffling.

Constant flight.

Shi Hao had forgotten how many times he heard people exclaim, "Why, why do the wars between gods have to use us as weapons," yet such cries did nothing to halt the war.

These natives were genuinely miserable.

Almost without any escape, being purged, because war was happening everywhere.

Shi Hao leading Zhang Wen fled from the Central Ring Forest Sea to the seaside, only to see the coastline dyed almost red by blood in the Endless Sea.

"Don’t run! Shi Hao! Stop running!!! It’s useless! Running is useless!!!"

Run? Useless?

"Fighting is everywhere in this world, it’s the world that’s gone mad! Running around is useless!!!"

The world... gone mad?

"Take me back to Celestial Profound, or we’ll die here! We’ll all die! We’ll all die!"

.....Die?

"Damn it! What are you standing there for! Never seen dead people, have you! These are beasts! Natives! They’re not our Celestial Profound People! It doesn’t matter how many of them die here!!"

"It doesn’t matter...."

"It doesn’t matter!!! Go on! Back to Celestial Profound! No matter how many of these natives die, what does that have to do with you! Besides, isn’t your master that Demon Venerable! The number who died by his hand isn’t less than in this Cosmic World now! What are you freezing up for!!"

Master.... Master he.....

What was heard from others’ mouths, but seeing reality with one’s own eyes, are ultimately two different things.

Nurtured without witnessing real chaos, the cruelest experience he’d seen was the Sect annexation initiated by the Divine Sword Elder at the Celestial Break Mountain Range, which was well-contained.....

Up until today, only now did Shi Hao gain this insight in the Cosmic World!

It turns out that life and death struggle can be without reason, life is so fragile.

"What are you standing there for! Run away quickly!!!"

"Oh, right.... Run, run quickly!"

Finally awakened by Zhang Wen’s shove, Shi Hao began another round of frantic escape.

As for where the Void Rift leading to the Celestial Profound Realm was?

He didn’t know!

Even though Zhang Wen told him several times that he was going the wrong direction, Shi Hao would randomly steer and keep running, just like a startled mule.....

Mind blank, utterly unaware of what he was doing.

Pathetic?

Perhaps so.

But one must understand, the current Shi Hao was not the fierce individual Chen Zhixing had encountered in a previous life within the game, nurtured through endless combat, but a genuine, pampered young lord rarely tasting hardship.

Without gradual progression, instead being thrown straight into the highest intensity battlefield, Shi Hao could still understand to run, to avoid the areas with the fiercest fight, and safeguard Zhang Wen’s life, which was already an admirable deed.

If Chen Zhixing had to rate Shi Hao’s current performance.

Perhaps it would still fail, yet he would not be disappointed.

People, need to grow.

When the attributes of society are integrated, inherent executioners no longer exist.

...

Shi Hao’s bewilderment persisted until nightfall.

Until he finally found a place under a relatively concealed cliff where he could temporarily hide from the war, his rationality shattered by massive shocks began to return to his mind.

By this time, Zhang Wen, who had been borne on Shi Hao’s back during their flight, was too exhausted to speak.

Silence.

In the dark and quiet cave, all Shi Hao could hear was Zhang Wen’s breathing and the distant, yet unending sounds of battle.

With thoughts flowing back, Shi Hao finally pursed his lips, making a hoarse sound.

"So, this is war, these were the experiences my master once faced."

"War? Your master?"

Seeing Shi Hao finally able to communicate, Zhang Wen, who had been commanding aimlessly all afternoon, responded in the same hoarse voice: "You underestimate your master, what we saw today was a bunch of natives fighting blindly together. Your master the Demon Venerable, he alone brought chaos to the entire Central State, for things like the fireballs we saw today, he wouldn’t even bother throwing them, he would march straight into the guard of a group of Longevity True Monarchs to set off volcanoes one after another..... that scene, I guess you’ve never seen it, but truly, these little scenes today wouldn’t even compare to your master the Demon Venerable...."

As he spoke, Zhang Wen mixed his fantasies with reality, and from his words, Chen Zhixing seemed to really become a supreme Demon Monarch, viewing lives as worthless and taking pleasure in slaughter.

Yet there was no way to deny his words.

Maybe he exaggerated, but in terms of results, Zhang Wen was indeed not wrong at all.

No matter how Chen Zhixing achieved it, and whether his hands were stained with blood, those in the Central Domain indeed perished by his hands.

Compared to Chen Zhixing single-handedly disrupting the entire Central Domain, the current deaths in the Cosmic World equated to minor drizzle slipping through the fingers.

Hearing this, Shi Hao grew even more silent.

Finally, after Zhang Wen began wondering if he had gone too far with his words, Shi Hao spoke again.

After a long pause.

Until Zhang Wen, feeling he might have said too much and that Shi Hao wasn’t coping, heard Shi Hao finally speak up once more.

"Orange Wen, you say too much," Shi Hao finally said, speaking in a quiet voice. "It’s different when you witness it yourself."

He paused, his eyes filled with a mix of emotions – confusion, fear, awe. "This... all of this... I never knew. But now I do."

"What should I do now, teacher is not here to guide me," added Shi Hao in a broken tone, struggling to make sense of his feelings amidst the chaos and violence around him.

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