Comprehension Ability: Creating and teaching the Dao in various worlds

Within the ruins of the Primitive Demon Gate.

The overwhelming power of Taiyin and Taiyang transformed into a vast ocean.

Unmoved by the pleas for mercy from the Primeval Demon Spirit, Lin Yuan was indifferent.

Whoosh!

A strand of Yin Yang Power transformed into a sharp sword, piercing through the blood-colored body of the Primeval Demon Spirit.

In an instant, the blood-colored body boiled and then rapidly recovered.

However.

This scene caused Lin Yuan to pause slightly.

Because

[Your Against-Heaven’s Understanding allows you to perceive a part of the Primeval Demon Spirit’s essence, acquiring the demonic skill ‘Great Desolation Rejuvenation Skill’]

In an instant, all the details pertaining to the ‘Great Desolation Rejuvenation Skill’ flooded into his mind.

“This skill…”

Lin Yuan’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Although he had not cultivated it, Lin Yuan was certain that this skill was indeed a Heaven Master-level Skill, and even within the Celestial Master Mansion, there were not many skills of this level.

“Primeval Demon Spirit…”

Lin Yuan looked down at the blood-colored figure screaming pitifully on the altar.

What is the Primeval Demon Spirit? A Protector?

Clearly not.

The Primeval Demon Spirit cannot leave the altar, nor the ruins of the Primordial Demon Gate.

Obviously, it has no connection with the Protectors.

Lin Yuan believed that the Primeval Demon Spirit was more like a inheritor of some sort.

Guarding the heritage of the once mighty Primordial Demon Gate, ensuring that this lineage did not die out completely.

The Sect Leader of the Myriad Demons Sect, sixty years ago, had obtained part of the Primordial Demon Gate’s heritage from this very Primeval Demon Spirit, thereby establishing the Myriad Demons Sect and bringing chaos to the world.

If it was an inheritor, then it surely had control over many of the Primordial Demon Gate’s heritages.

Just now, when the Primeval Demon Spirit had been pierced by the Yin Yang Power, it instinctively used the ‘Great Desolation Rejuvenation Skill’ to recover.

As a result, falling into Lin Yuan’s sight, he directly perceived and understood it with his Against-Heaven’s Understanding.

Over the past sixty years, while pursuing the evil heads across the world, Lin Yuan had indeed comprehended many demonic skills and secret techniques.

But those demonic skills and secret techniques were not of high level, and Lin Yuan barely paid attention to them.

Only the Primeval Demon Spirit before him… This was a Demonic Tao heritage comparable to the lineage of the Celestial Master Mansion.

The many profound essences it commanded were indeed enough to catch Lin Yuan’s eye.

“Take it slow.”

Lin Yuan had made up his mind.

He had originally planned to finish the battle quickly and deal with the Primeval Demon Spirit as soon as possible.

But now, finding profit in the Primeval Demon Spirit, Lin Yuan naturally would not let it go so easily.

What followed.

Lin Yuan deliberately held back, forcing the Primeval Demon Spirit to use many of its inherited skills.

Thus

[Your Against-Heaven’s Understanding allows you to perceive a part of the Primeval Demon Spirit’s essence, acquiring the demonic skill….]

[Your Against-Heaven’s Understanding allows you to perceive a part of the Primeval Demon Spirit’s essence, acquiring the demonic skill….]

[Your Against-Heaven’s Understanding allows you to perceive a part of the Primeval Demon Spirit’s essence, acquiring the demonic skill….]

Several months later.

The Primeval Demon Spirit had basically been drained dry by Lin Yuan.

All the Demonic Tao heritages it possessed had fallen into the hands of Lin Yuan.

“Are you going to kill me or not, give me a quick end.”

Atop the altar, the Primeval Demon Spirit had completely given up hope.

Though it was not a living being, it was intelligent and could not fathom why Lin Yuan, clearly powerful enough to kill it, had instead played around for several months.

Could it be that the Primeval Demon Spirit was fun to toy with?

It wasn’t right to bully like this.

The Primeval Demon Spirit probably never dreamt that all of its tricks would be covertly learnt by Lin Yuan.

“Alright.”

Lin Yuan nodded.

Upon confirming that no more could be extracted from the Primeval Demon Spirit, he directly activated the Yin Yang Great Grinding Disc, completely annihilating it.

As he walked out from the Primitive Demon Gate Ruins,

Lin Yuan looked back once more.

This visit to the Primordial Demon Gate had been like killing two birds with one stone for Lin Yuan.

He not only truly eradicated the Primordial Demon Gate, achieving what generations of Heavenly Masters had failed to do,

but also conveniently acquired the complete heritage of the Primordial Demon Gate.

Although Lin Yuan was a Heavenly Master of the Celestial Master Mansion, he held no aversion to the heritage and secret techniques of the Demonic Way.

As long as it made him stronger, be it the righteous path or the demonic way, there was no difference.

The Cosmic Human Alliance possessed evolution paths that were considered numerous, within which many were horrifying, with some even feeding on blood and souls.

But not one of them was forbidden by the three goddesses; the essence of power has no right or wrong, it’s the wielder of the power who can determine its morality.

“The Demonic Way…”

Lin Yuan appeared to be in deep thought.

In the span of several months, he had essentially mastered the many heritages of the Primordial Demon Gate.

Against-Heaven’s Understanding depended on Lin Yuan’s strength.

Before he became a Heavenly Master, Lin Yuan had spent years, barely managing to grasp the insights contained within the True Martial Dao Zang.

After becoming a Heavenly Master, and continuing his assiduous cultivation for sixty years, he faced the heritage of the Primordial Demonic Gate, which was almost as profound as the True Martial Dao Zang, and Lin Yuan needed only a few months.

“The Way of Heaven lessens the excessive to supplement the insufficient.”

“The Way of Demons lessens the insufficient to supplement the excessive.”

Many heritages of the Demonic Tao surged within Lin Yuan’s heart.

Dragon Tiger Mountain.

Lin Yuan stood in front of the True Martial Hall.

He looked up at the statue of the True Martial Great Emperor.

“Heavenly Master.”

Qingping immediately came forward.

Sixty years had passed, and the former Master Cang Qing and Pingyang had both passed away.

The current Celestial Master Mansion was essentially managed by Qingping and a few other Celestial Phenomena Realm experts.

“Master.”

At this moment, a figure walked in.

And greeted Lin Yuan with the utmost respect.

“Hmm?”

“You’ve become a Heavenly Master?”

“Very good, very good.”

Lin Yuan turned his head and glanced at the figure.

This figure, named Yu An, was an orphan that Lin Yuan had picked up during his time vanquishing demons off the mountain fifty years ago.

Noticing his unusual talent, Lin Yuan took him under his wing and carefully instructed him for several years.

When Yu An turned ten, Lin Yuan took him to Dragon Tiger Mountain.

With Yu An’s talent, he would not have been approved by the True Martial Sword.

But under Lin Yuan’s command, the True Martial Sword had no choice but to recognize Yu An.

Now, forty years later, Yu An had not disappointed Lin Yuan and had officially become a Heavenly Master two years ago.

Thus, the Celestial Master Mansion welcomed its most prosperous era, with two Heavenly Masters emerging in one era.

“If not for Master, Yu An would have died at the foot of the mountain long ago.”

Yu An said respectfully.

His achievements, greatly attributed to those years of Lin Yuan’s guidance, played a decisive role, even greater than the influence of the True Martial Sword.

As his strength grew, Yu An felt even more the unfathomable depth of his master.

As a child, when Yu An saw Lin Yuan, he just thought his master was very strong.

Upon entering the Upper Third Realm, seeing his master felt like facing the might of heaven.

Now that he had become a Heavenly Master himself, Yu An realized that his master was as vast and boundless as heaven and earth.

It was like standing a hundred miles away from Dragon Tiger Mountain, feeling like the mountain doesn’t seem very high, but as you step closer, it grows taller.

When you’re only five miles away, you find the mountain truly lofty, and when you arrive at its base, the mountain rises so high it obscures the sun and sky.

Zhang Family Fort.

The peach blossoms were in full bloom.

Filling the mountain with their dance.

Nobody knew that over eighty years ago, this place had been annihilated by the Demonic Sect, with the loss of thousands of lives, their blood dyeing the earth red.

The current Zhang Family Fort had become a ‘mausoleum’, burying all of the former Zhang family members.

Due to that Celestial Master Zhang, the ‘mausoleum’ was guarded by dedicated people who forbade outsiders from disturbing the peace of the deceased.

Because of this.

The ‘mausoleum’ was usually undisturbed and exceptionally quiet.

But today.

In the Zhang Family Fort mausoleum, in front of a tombstone, stood a figure.

This figure, dressed in a Daoist robe, with a youthful appearance, was none other than Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan gazed at the tombstone in front of him, inscribed with the names ‘Zhang Kun, Su Yun’.

They were the parents of the body Lin Yuan occupied.

“The time has come.”

Lin Yuan’s eyes were filled with a sense of loss, his eighty-year tenure in this world nearing its end, with at most half an hour left before returning to the Main World.

Now that the Celestial Master Mansion had a new Heavenly Master, and with the Celestial Master’s Sword that carried Lin Yuan’s ‘Taiji Way’, left within the Sword Tomb on Dragon Tiger Mountain.

At this moment, Lin Yuan could be considered without worries.

Before leaving, Lin Yuan suddenly wanted to see the parents of this lifetime.

Time slipped away.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour had passed.

In Lin Yuan’s mind, the Door to the Myriad Realms suddenly shone brightly.

As his consciousness was about to return, Lin Yuan’s thoughts moved ever so slightly.

The Yin Yang Taiji Power within his body clashed and scattered.

Along with it, his physical body also began to dissipate inch by inch.

A gentle breeze blew through, and Lin Yuan completely vanished from sight.

Born to this world, he returned to this world.

There was no longer a Celestial Master Zhang in the world.