Comprehension Ability: I Forge a Villainous Longevity Family Chapter 459 - 392 Palms: Longevity Taoist [Damage]

Snowfall descends from the heavens!

Amidst the vast expanse of Ziwei Mountain, the seasonal cycle seed to reverse in this mont. Though it was the cusp between spring and sumr, snowflakes danced down from the sky.

"Have you already reached the stage where your Saint King Map can control the seasons?"

"Not quite there yet, but it’s more than enough to deal with you."

Cold gleams descended from the sky, darkened the heavens, obscured the Netherworld, as flurries of snow seed to shield the world outside Ziwei Mountain, coalescing around Chen Zhaosheng into a set of magnificent battle armor.

"Frost Armor?" Fang Cun sneered at the sight, "I thought you’d mastered the power of Seasonal Rotation. Who would’ve thought it’s rely a power of frost? How dare you challenge like this?"

As his words fell, Fang Cun reached out towards Chen Zhaosheng, his five fingers encapsulating Fang Cun, distorting the surrounding space to an extre. With just a slight grasp, it seed as if he could seize the entire courtyard within his palm.

This was the mastery of Heaven and Earth Palm, Fang Cun’s claim to fa—a tangible power of space that, once enveloped by his palm’s dominance, would transform into his Suru within, releasing only under his consent.

Yet, to et him was a fist enveloped in ice armor.

"Celestial Frost Divine Fist!"

The Dragon Fist descended like a mountain upheaved, carrying imnse force and roaring fiercely.

The clash of fist and palm unleashed threads of coldness that actually held off the looming Heaven and Earth Palm.

The confrontation lasted but a fleeting mont.

"Ice crystal condensed spear, explode!"

Bang!

A punch stabbed out in front of the battle armor, directly piercing towards Fang Cun’s palm, while Fang Cun coldly laughed, pressing down repeatedly, even sparing the energy to taunt: "I can now confirm you’re not Wuduolong. If you were him, you’d never go head-to-head with . You should know the force of this palm, once settled, is akin to a Suru Mountain—the longer the standoff, the heavier it becos, ultimately growing to the weight of a Suru Mountain if you don’t evade!"

"You sure talk a lot."

Chen Zhaosheng stood resolute, his blood aura intensified, and amidst the exchange of fists and palms, a high ice crystal platform erged below, with dragon and phoenix patterns forming continuously. Not only did it help suppress the force scattered from the clash, but it also bestowed greater empowernt upon Chen Zhaosheng.

"The ice throne platform of Wuduolong’s? Ha! Even if it’s truly the Four Seasons Saint King Platform, I fear it not!"

"Do I fear? Battle!"

In this mont, a surging cold light erupted in Chen Zhaosheng’s eyes, as the ice throne platform beneath his feet took form. The ice power spread unremittingly from his feet, with ice spikes bursting from the ground, directly targeting Fang Cun.

Fang Cun’s gaze chilled at the sight but still evaded swiftly.

"Are these rely petty tricks?"

"Ha, whether they’re petty tricks, you’ll find out soon."

"Courting death!"

In the flurry of black Peng, Fang Cun already perched atop, his shadow flickering thrice in the void, landing a palm on Chen Zhaosheng’s chest.

With a trendous sound, Chen Zhaosheng, along with his armor, was sent flying, yet as he soared, hundreds of sharp ice blades, three zhang in length, fiercely targeted his original position, impaling Fang Cun inside and out!

"Ah... cough... cough cough... Frost Death Prison!"

Having been sent flying a hundred ters by a single palm, Chen Zhaosheng coughed up blood, yet his outstretched hand still clenched in the air, manipulating the countless ice blades like a moving cage, pursuing Fang Cun soaring back at him.

However, Fang Cun’s speed was too fast, each ti the ice blades were about to reach him, he’d already used his miraculous flashing technique to appear in another part of the void, his agility simply incredible.

’Indeed, these old monsters are no easy handle. It’s truly baffling how Zhixing manages to face such monsters and still gain the upper hand.’

Knowing deep down that before mastering the Seasonal Rotation, he couldn’t subdue Fang Cun, Chen Zhaosheng began seeking retreat strategies.

’If worse cos to worst, I’ll have to employ the family array to suppress this guy.’

While pondering, Fang Cun had already returned to his front, striking out a palm.

"Die!"

"Back off! Turtle Spirit!"

With a buzzing sound, Fang Cun’s palm this ti landed on sothing akin to a turtle shell, sensing the retaliating force wasn’t right, he retreated swiftly.

Indeed.

The next second, a virtual form of a Profound Turtle suddenly materialized around Chen Zhaosheng. Upon its formation, it roared skyward!

"Argh!!!"

...

"Hmm?"

The cry of the Profound Turtle made Chen Zhixing, who was in seclusion behind the Third Peak, open his eyes.

A mont later, perceiving a fluctuation of Spiritual Qi on Purple Gold Mountain, he furrowed his brows and exited.

"Is the fluctuation coming from the main peak? Is Chen Zhaosheng battling soone?"

Sensing the presence of an unknown force along with Chen Zhaosheng on the main peak, Chen Zhixing couldn’t help but feel curious.

"At this ti, who is fighting with Chen Zhaosheng? Is it a friend he knows outside?"

Instantly transforming into a sword light, he flew towards the main peak.

The five major peaks of Ziwei Mountain aren’t far apart, taking Chen Zhixing less than twenty seconds from leaving to arrive above the main peak.

Upon his arrival, he saw Chen Zhaosheng, clad in blood-stained black robes, seated cross-legged within a massive turtle shell, while the Spiritual Qi-ford Profound Turtle’s shadow glared nacingly at Chen Zhixing, eyes filled with brutality.

Chen Zhixing landed ten ters in front of the Profound Turtle in mid-air, frowning as he scrutinized this Spiritual Qi Profound Turtle.

"Is this transford by your Saint King?"

"My inadequate skill indeed must amuse Zhixing."

The voice erged from within Chen Zhaosheng, yet he remained seated with eyes closed.

Seeing this, Chen Zhixing raised a brow and said, "Who were you just fighting with?"