Top-Class Comprehension: Start with Basic Fist Techniques

Chapter 1419 - 413: Sweeping Through the Heavenly Immortal Stairway, Stirring the Immortals!

"But whether it’s a whetstone or the Demon Race, I just want to survive. As long as there’s a sliver of chance to live, I’ll do everything in my power, at any cost!"

"Moreover, you immortal monarchs who’ve yet to step onto the Outer Heaven Battlefield are nothing but cannon fodder. I know your methods. But can you know my methods?"

The Demon Race laughed.

Laughed without restraint.

To become part of the Demon Race is to abandon everything.

No means are beyond their use.

However, they will not betray the You Clan.

Because they were transformed into the Demon Race by the You Clan.

Once facing the You Clan again, the Demon Race will be controlled by them.

Therefore, captured members of the Demon Race can’t be thrown back into the Outer Heaven Battlefield to fight against the You Clan but can only be tossed onto the Heavenly Immortal ladder to serve as whetstones for the immortal monarchs.

Nevertheless, it must be admitted that these Demon Race members are very strong.

Whether they can be properly honed depends on the strength of the immortal monarchs.

"Whoosh."

In the next moment, the Demon Race moved.

The opponent was very familiar with the combat styles of the immortal monarchs.

A pitch-black blade in hand.

Seemingly very inconspicuous.

Yet in an instant, it arrived in front of Lu Changsheng.

One slash.

Fast, accurate, ruthless.

No earth-shattering commotion.

Only the strongest force gathered in this one slash.

This slash made Lu Changsheng feel threatened.

It seemed that if this slash landed, even his Immortal Flesh Body would collapse.

This is also what makes the Demon Race special.

Transformed by the You Clan.

Their attacks seem capable of breaking the immortal flesh bodies of the immortal monarchs, thus killing them.

Of course, that requires quite an effort.

After all, an Immortal Flesh Body is ultimately an Immortal Flesh Body.

It doesn’t collapse or vanish easily.

Yet, the Demon Race can indeed injure and even kill immortal monarchs.

"Sizzle."

Unexpectedly, Lu Changsheng seemed to do nothing.

Letting the blade pierce into his flesh.

"What?"

"How can he let the Demon Race’s attack hit his flesh?"

"Too arrogant. Even if an immortal monarch has an Immortal Flesh Body, the Demon Race transformed by the You Clan possesses the ability to damage and even obliterate an Immortal Flesh Body. Once hit, they won’t die but they’ll be heavily injured."

"Even though this immortal monarch has two Dao Fruits and two Heavenly Gifted Divine Powers, under such arrogance and being hit, it’s likely very difficult, they’ll probably stop at the seventh level of the Heavenly Immortal ladder."

"What a pity..."

Seeing Lu Changsheng not even trying to block and just being stabbed by the Demon Race’s blade.

Many immortal monarchs were shocked.

But soon followed by regret.

The strength of the Demon Race is well-known.

Even an Immortal Flesh Body can’t withstand it.

Using an Immortal Flesh Body to resist the Demon Race doesn’t end well.

Not only were many immortal monarchs below shocked, but even the Demon Race themselves were shocked.

He didn’t expect Lu Changsheng to remain unmoved, directly enduring this slash.

What exactly was Lu Changsheng thinking?

But the Demon Race wouldn’t hesitate.

He attempted to unleash stronger power to completely obliterate Lu Changsheng’s flesh.

"Boom."

Next moment, the blade light exploded.

Tremendous power instantly engulfed Lu Changsheng’s flesh.

As if slicing Lu Changsheng’s flesh into pieces.

"Hmm?"

However, the Demon Race wasn’t happy.

A strange feeling arose in his heart.

Just now, he tore apart Lu Changsheng’s flesh.

But there was a sense of wrongness.

Extremely wrong.

Was that truly the opponent’s flesh?

"No, it’s not the flesh..."

The Demon Race seemed to realize something, swiftly turned around.

Behind him stood Lu Changsheng unharmed.

He didn’t appear to have suffered any damage.

"How is this possible?"

The Demon Race couldn’t believe his eyes.

He was caught and thrown onto the Heavenly Immortal ladder, not by an immortal monarch, but by a Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Facing the level of an immortal monarch, he was still confident.

He had once killed several immortal monarchs on the Outer Heaven Battlefield.

But facing Lu Changsheng, an intense sense of danger welled up within him.

How could it be that his slash couldn’t seriously wound the opponent?

Not even cause injury.

It surpassed his understanding.

"Die!"

The Demon Race roared once more.

One slash slashed out, seemingly transformed into countless sword shadows, covering the sky, enveloping Lu Changsheng’s body, sweeping towards him, fiercely slashing down.

"Boom."

The entire Heavenly Immortal Steps trembled.

Countless sword shadows had already slashed down, and Lu Changsheng had nowhere to escape, covered by the blade’s light.

This time, Lu Changsheng definitely couldn’t avoid it.

But as the dust settled, Lu Changsheng’s figure disappeared again.

"If this is all your skills, then Brother Lu is too disappointed."

Lu Changsheng’s voice came from behind the Demon Race.

"Swish."

The Demon Race member suddenly turned around.

Seeing Lu Changsheng intact, his face was full of shock.

He could hardly believe his eyes.

How could he be unharmed again?

He knew the Immortal Monarch’s body was eternal.

However, he had once been an Immortal Monarch too.

He had once had an immortal flesh body.

But even as an Immortal Monarch who followed the Blood and Flesh Immortal Path, the body couldn’t be this strong.

To the point where even his full-strength attack couldn’t harm it.

An Immortal Monarch couldn’t possibly be this strong!

However, compared to the frenzy of the Demon Race, many Immortal Monarchs below were frowning, dumbfounded.

What did they see?

The Demon Race was just swinging a sword, slashing around Lu Changsheng.

The streaks of sword qi were incredibly terrifying.

They looked very impressive.

But in reality?

They never even touched Lu Changsheng.

Lu Changsheng stood there the whole time, not even moving a bit.

It seemed like the Demon Race member had gone mad by himself.

What was going on?

But surely it wasn’t just luck for Lu Changsheng.

That Demon Race wouldn’t go mad without reason.

"Could it be an Illusion Technique?"

Someone guessed.

An Illusion Technique could cause such a situation.

But the Demon Race had also once been an Immortal Monarch; what Illusion Technique could confuse a former Immortal Monarch?

That was simply impossible!

But the facts were right in front of them.

Lu Changsheng gradually understood the Demon Race’s strength and didn’t want to waste any more time.

"Divine Skills, Mighty Power!"

He punched out, directly landing on the Demon Race member.

"Boom."

The Demon Race’s body instantly exploded.

Although the Demon Race had once been an Immortal Monarch with an immortal flesh body,

after being transformed into the Demon Race by the Ghost Clan, perhaps their strength became stronger, but they lost their immortal flesh body.

Thus, Lu Changsheng’s punch shattered the Demon Race, completely obliterating them.

It was as if the opponent was a living target.

They didn’t resist at all, standing foolishly still as Lu Changsheng’s punch blew them up.

Dead.

A powerful Demon Race member was thus killed by Lu Changsheng.

The whole process even seemed somewhat "childish."

But the Demon Race indeed died.

Many people were full of doubts.

They had no idea what happened.

Only Lu Changsheng understood.

It wasn’t that the Demon Race went mad, nor was it an Illusion Technique.

It was the Void Realm!

Lu Changsheng had used the Void Realm.

However, the concealment of the Void Realm was too strong. Lu Changsheng enveloped the Demon Race in the Void Realm, and not even the Demon Race member felt it, let alone other Immortal Monarchs.

With the current perfection of the Void Realm, trapping the Demon Race was easy for Lu Changsheng.

Then, the rest was simple.

With the Demon Race trapped in the Void Realm, their body naturally became a living target, easily shattered by one of Lu Changsheng’s Divine Skills.

Thus, to the Immortal Monarchs below, dealing with the Demon Race seemed even easier for Lu Changsheng than the previous six stages.

Then came the eighth and ninth levels.

Both were Demon Race members.

But certainly not ordinary Demon Race members.

They were equivalent to Demon Race members of the Three Tribulations and Six Tribulations Great Immortal Monarch level.

And the result?

Lu Changsheng, using the same methods, effortlessly shattered these two Demon Race members, smoothly passing through the ninth level.

Seeing this, many Immortal Monarchs were dumbfounded, speechless for a long time.

Were Demon Race members that weak?

No, it wasn’t the Demon Race that was weak.

If the Demon Race was weak, why couldn’t any Immortal Monarch pass the seventh level?

It wasn’t the Demon Race that was weak; it was that Lu Changsheng was too strong!

All the Immortal Monarchs had misjudged.

From the first layer to the sixth stage, Lu Changsheng hadn’t even exerted his full strength.

Even from the seventh to the ninth level, it seemed he hadn’t used his full power.

Could it be that Lu Changsheng really could surpass the tenth layer?