God-Tier Comprehension System

Ashwind stood above the void and threw his head back in a loud laugh, demonic energy surging around him.

With a face full of arrogance, he declared, "I, Ashwind, have roamed unhindered across the Vast Azure Region and have never suffered a defeat."

"Although your Silver Willow has stood for a thousand years, as long as that slumbering Old Ancestor does not awaken, the entirety of Silver Willow Dynasty might not be able to do anything to me."

"Is that so?"

Allen sneered, pushing his aura to the absolute limit, faintly on the verge of breaking through the shackles of heaven and earth.

"Then you can stay here!"

Seeing Allen mobilize his full aura, Ashwind likewise circulated his demonic techniques to the extreme. The two locked eyes and exchanged a palm strike.

A trace of terror flashed through Ashwind’s eyes, a tremendous force from the clash sent his entire body flying backward, smashing heavily against a coiled-dragon pillar.

"You... have you actually stepped into... into that realm?!"

Ashwind’s aura withered to nothing. He struggled to climb up from the ground, his gaze fixed on Allen with absolute disbelief.

Allen smiled faintly, fiddling with the fly whisk in his hand, he said carelessly, "I had some occasional enlightenments, but to completely step into that realm, I am still missing a sliver of opportunity."

Ashwind let out a bitter laugh, admiration appearing on his face. "I didn’t expect that in this Dharma-Ending Age, a figure like you could still emerge."

"If you had been born in a golden age, you would definitely be able to contend with the Emperor and the sect master."

"Defeated by your hands today, I, Ashwind, have nothing to say."

Ashwind closed his eyes, unable to muster even a shred of resistance. To escape from such a figure, unless the secluded Supreme Elder took action, there would only be a slight chance.

After a long time, Ashwind still had not sensed Allen make a move. He opened his eyes, confusion plain on his face. "A figure like you actually wants to play cat and mouse?"

"I, Ashwind, roam unhindered across the Vast Azure Region and consider myself somewhat of a character. Why must you toy with me like this?"

Allen stepped down from the void, arriving before Ashwind, and said indifferently, "Old Demon Ashwind, how about we make a trade?"

"What trade?" Ashwind asked in astonishment.

"Rumor has it that the Patriarch of your Demonic Cult hails from the Chaotic Forbidden Zone."

"As long as you hand over your Cult’s foundational supreme technique, the Myriad Demon Blood Hell Sutra, not only can you leave here alive, but you can also use the Eternal Pine Pill to extend the Demon Lord’s lifespan by five hundred years."

"What do you think?"

Allen looked at Ashwind, a faint unreadable smile on his lips.

"You actually want the Myriad Demon Blood Hell Sutra!"

A trace of astonishment flashed through Ashwind’s eyes, but then his expression changed drastically. The gaze he fixed on Allen filled with dread.

"What tremendous ambition! I didn’t expect you would actually dare to scheme against the Chaotic Forbidden Zone!"

"In this era, although you are considered a peerless figure, looking at the entirety of the Chaotic Forbidden Zone, you are nothing much."

Allen did not take Ashwind’s words to heart. His expression remained calm, his tone as normal as ever, without a single ripple.

"Old Demon Ashwind, that is not something you need to consider."

"If you are willing to trade, I will leave you a path of survival. If not, then all of you can stay here forever!"

Ashwind’s expression flickered rapidly, but ultimately his survival instinct gained the upper hand.

Taking the Myriad Demon Blood Hell Sutra from Ashwind, Allen inspected it briefly. After confirming its authenticity, he did not linger.

With a flick of his fly whisk, the void was torn open. Stepping into the spatial tear, Allen’s figure appeared inside the Silver Willow Imperial Palace in the very next instant.

"Your Majesty, although we did not obtain the map and the key to the Pill Immortal Secret Realm, this old servant has secured the Myriad Demon Blood Hell Sutra."

Inside the Purple Gold Pavilion, Allen respectfully presented the sutra beside the dragon bed.

The bed was completely obscured by thick curtains. A withered hand covered in dead skin reached out from within the veil and took the manual.

"Not bad. This is indeed the Myriad Demon Blood Hell Sutra."

After a long while, an aged yet vigorous voice resonated from within the curtains.

"Right, Allen, what happened regarding the Pill Immortal Secret Realm?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, those Demonic Cult members are truly trash. They actually let a girl at the Innate Realm escape."

Allen had not expected the Demonic Cult to be so useless either. Otherwise, he would have taken action personally long ago.

"It matters not. As long as she is within the borders of Silver Willow, that little girl will not escape the palm of our hand."

"Have that unfilial son issue a decree stating that the Veil Manor colluded with the Demonic Cult. Order the Night Watch Bureau to apprehend this little girl and bring her to justice at any cost."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Allen respectfully retreated from the Purple Gold Pavilion, then turned to go pass on the decree.

...

Vernal Manor, inside a room.

Adam awakened from his state of self-forgetful cultivation. It was already dawn, and roosters were crowing outside.

The medicinal efficacy of the top-grade Foundation Establishment Liquid had been completely absorbed, sensing the changes in his body, a trace of joy appeared on Adam’s face.

He felt a surging, tempestuous power brewing within him. His physical strength had increased more than tenfold.

When he first stepped into the Innate Realm, Adam had not felt any massive change in his physical strength. He had only been slightly stronger than a mortal shell.

Now, however, he felt his physical resilience could rival metal, and his defense had undergone a leaping advancement.

A single bottle of top-grade Foundation Establishment Liquid had allowed him to complete the first of the three Innate steps.

But Adam did not get carried away.

The speed at which he completed the first step, Body Tempering, had indeed greatly exceeded his expectations. However, he knew that among the three Innate steps, the first was the simplest.