Comprehension Ability: I Forge a Villainous Longevity Family-Chapter 181 - 176: Looking back over 1,000 years, there has been no one as astonishing and brilliant!

A punch rocked the world, sky collapsing, earth shattering!

Staring at that punch, Meng Hedong’s face turned pale to the extreme and instinctively wanted to retreat.

"Freeze."

With a single word from Chen Zhixing, Meng Hedong’s entire body stiffened in mid-air.

And Chen Zhixing’s right fist had already slammed hard into Meng Hedong’s chest.

Cave in, explode, shatter!!

Meng Hedong’s entire physical body instantly cracked like a porcelain doll, covered in countless dense fissures.

As his body madly flew backwards, it crashed through several mountain peaks.

Still in mid-air, all the pores on his body began to seep blood outward.

In his pupils, the spark of life gradually faded.

Boom—!!

A low mountain collapsed, and huge clouds of dust billowed up.

The aura belonging to Meng Hedong rapidly declined to the point where it was barely perceptible.

"...Dead?"

In the distance, whether they were loose cultivators or disciples of the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands, they all looked at each other in amazement.

The Celestial Wave disciples barely managed to maintain their composure, as they had seen Chen Zhixing’s prowess.

In their eyes, Chen Zhixing’s strength was an invincible myth within the True Self Realm!

Thus, Chen Zhixing defeating Meng Hedong was within their expectations.

But those loose cultivators who had come from all over the South Sea had never witnessed Chen Zhixing’s power, and at that moment, their mouths gaped wide enough to fit an egg, their eyes almost popping out in shock.

My heavens!

Was the renowned strongest prodigy of the era, Meng Hedong, just killed with a single punch like rotten wood?!

In the next moment.

Their eyes turned to Chen Zhixing, their faces showing utmost astonishment.

This Celestial Wave Divine Son...

Past, present, and future, within the True Self Realm.

Who could stand against him?!

"Brother Meng..."

The yellow-clothed Little Poison Immortal stood dazed, her mind blank.

Her lips trembled unconsciously.

"Impossible....."

"The ancestor said Brother Meng was the reincarnation of the celestial Emperor, destined for longevity, how could he fall here....."

She mumbled to herself, still finding it hard to believe.

However.

No matter how she released her Divine Thought to probe, she could not detect any trace of Meng Hedong’s life force.

This made the Little Poison Immortal’s entire body tremble, her eyes gradually reddening.

Outside the Celestial Wave Mountain Gate, amidst a world already turned upside-down.

Chen Zhixing slightly furrowed his brow, gazing at the dust-covered area.

Meng Hedong was not a Cultivator of the Body Tao, so his physical power was at most above average, only a notch better than a fellow True Self Realm cultivator.

With that punch earlier, although he hadn’t deliberately used Ox Demon Power, it was enough to pierce through ten mountain peaks!

This explosive force within Meng Hedong should have obliterated him instantly.

Yet he could distinctly feel that Meng Hedong was still holding onto a breath.

Just as he pondered.

Suddenly, an entirely different strength from Meng Hedong’s surged from the deepest recess of his Spiritual Soul!

Hiss—!

The pervasive dust was blowing away in drifts, scattered by the mountain wind.

Amidst the rubble of a collapsed mountain, Meng Hedong began to stand, his body riddled with cracks.

"Brother Meng.....?!"

In an instant, Little Poison Immortal’s face showed first astonishment, then overwhelming joy, as she ran towards Meng Hedong.

However, she barely took two steps before stopping, staring dumbfoundedly at Meng Hedong.

For Meng Hedong was now standing with orchid fingers like a woman, shoulders drooped, exuding an inexplicable charm.

"You’re...you’re not Brother Meng." She hesitated.

Smart as she was, she held her tongue.

In the next moment.

"Such a cruel heart and vicious means for someone so young!"

A cool female voice emerged from Meng Hedong’s mouth.

At these words.

The disciples and loose cultivators within and outside Celestial Wave Sacred Lands alike trembled in surprise and astonishment.

What.....what was happening with that voice?

"The Ancient Residual Soul parasitizing Meng Hedong’s body?"

Chen Zhixing showed a realization in his eyes; when he punched Meng Hedong just now, a mysterious power had dispelled most of its impact.

It seemed this mysterious power belonged to the Ancient Residual Soul.

In the next moment.

Chen Zhixing chuckled.

"If you were still at your peak in ancient times, I might avoid you threefold."

"But now, as someone merely clinging to a shred of soul, dare you come out to cause trouble..."

Boom—!!

A low, grim laugh escaped Chen Zhixing’s throat as he soared once more, a fist savagely aiming for Meng Hedong.

"Then I shall send you to die together!"

’Meng Hedong’ saw this, a cold glint reflected in the eyes.

"Such arrogance from a minor realm."

"Long Yue!!"

Suddenly, ’Meng Hedong’ pulled out thousands of illusions with both arms, dreamlike, striking towards Chen Zhixing.

Bang bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang bang!!

In mere moments, they exchanged hundreds of blows!

Each collision between the two resulted in explosive sounds, causing the void to tremble.

Swish!

’Meng Hedong’ seized a gap, his right arm suddenly shrouded in a biting, sharp silver light, slashing towards Chen Zhixing’s neck.

Clang—!

The sound of metal clashing resonated.

’Meng Hedong’s’ right hand struck Chen Zhixing’s neck, slicing into skin.

Before ’her’ face could express delight.

A massive black hand filled with scripture grabbed the wrist of ’Meng Hedong’s’ slashing right arm.

"Hmm?!"

’Meng Hedong’ squinted.

"A bit of skill."

Chen Zhixing’s fingers gripped like iron, firmly holding Meng Hedong’s wrist.