Comprehension Ability: I Come From the Great Emperor Family

Wu Yong was fighting without vigor, looking helpless.

The two sides had agreed that if a mighty one above four realms took action, it meant withdrawing from the competition.

After all, this Star Plucking Mountain nurtured many cared-for prodigies; it couldn't end in relentless death.

Now the Demon Race had the upper hand, and if nothing unexpected happened, Little Immortal Sect's elder was about to call a halt.

At this time, not only Wu Yong thought so, but other disciples of the Little Immortal Sect also realized it.

They gradually lost the motivation to charge, reluctantly and helplessly starting to retreat.

However.

Just when everyone's morale was dissipating, and the fighting spirit was about to vanish.

A thunderous shout erupted from behind the crowd.

"Kill!"

Everyone saw a blood-soaked figure, engulfed in flames, splitting the hill and the demon horde with an axe.

And behind him was a group of Little Immortal Sect disciples, led by that young man, spreading out from both flanks.

These people had varying levels of cultivation; there were Divine Ministers, Celestials, and many at the Divine Body realm.

This group, compared to Wu Yong, Miao Feng, and other prodigies present, was vastly different in strength.

But the overwhelming momentum surrounding these people as they charged crushed everyone present.

As if even if a Great Emperor were blocking the way, as long as the leader dared to charge, they would risk their lives to land a strike!

"Chang... Chang Qing?"

Wu Yong was momentarily stunned by that terrifying momentum.

But upon seeing that leading figure, seemingly dredged up from a blood sea, his eyes couldn't help but brighten.

Beside him, Miao Feng also showed surprise, "I wondered who could be so valiant; turns out you have returned."

The disciples of the Little Immortal Sect present were also looking brightly at Su Changqing.

This peerless prodigy of the Little Immortal Sect was known to all.

"Catch up later, what is the current situation?"

Su Changqing wiped the blood from his face and looked at the numerous demon race blocking his path.

Feeling the piercing gaze of Su Changqing, both Kuang Yuan and You Lin felt a shudder in their souls.

They had witnessed Su Changqing's terror back in the Celestial Demon Pool.

"He's become stronger..."

Kuang Yuan swallowed hard, his eyes full of fear.

"I heard Little Peng King went to Old Peng King for the Sky Roc bloodline inheritance."

"Who knows when they meet again, which will be stronger."

You Lin muttered, sweating for Little Peng King.

Though no clashes occurred, he could feel the overwhelming pressure coming from Su Changqing.

...

"The Demon Race arranged an array in the Grotto Heaven, these demon races blocked us."

Wu Yong quickly and concisely informed about the current situation.

"Now the demon's array shouldn't be fully arranged; we still have a chance!"

Miao Feng and the others on the scene all looked towards Su Changqing.

They almost gave up.

But the torrential momentum from Su Changqing and others rekindled a flicker of hope in them.

"Blocked?"

"Tear them apart!"

Su Changqing's eyes burned with flames as he raised the Heaven-Opening Axe in his hand,

"Kill!"

The people behind Su Changqing shouted together, without any hesitation, charging once more.

"Join together!"

Witnessing this, Wu Yong, Miao Feng, and other prodigies' battle intent soared rapidly.

Some strong Divine Ministers did not join Su Changqing's team.

Instead, they targeted the Demon Race Divine Minister realm, helping Su Changqing's team relieve pressure.

The battle unfolded once more, but this time the Demon Race was retreating consistently.

Although Su Changqing was at the Celestial realm, his terrifying combat power could only be matched by a Divine Minister.

But now, with the strong members of the Little Immortal Sect blocking those who posed a threat to him, it meant no one could stop him!

The troop carrying a mighty momentum, led by the sharp blade that was Su Changqing, instantly tore through the demon's defense line.

Blood bloomed, corpses lay everywhere, and the demons retreated again and again.

"Young Leader, we can't hold on!"

Hearing the urgent cries from his clan, both You Lin and Kuang Yuan's faces showed fluctuating emotions.

"If we can't hold, then don't, enter the Grotto Heaven!"

As soon as Kuang Yuan's words fell, he was the first to lead people into the Grotto Heaven entrance.

You Lin also followed closely, without any hesitation.

A large number of demons at the forefront mingled with many Little Immortal Sect disciples pouring in one after another.

The previously crowded mountain peak instantly became spacious.

"Hehe, seems luck is on our side."

Miao Ba, who was just about to intervene to call a halt, couldn't help but smile at this scene.

The few peak masters present also nodded with smiles, quite satisfied with this outcome.

Even if their numbers weren't as many as the Demon Race, unable to snatch from them, but since they entered the Grotto Heaven, could they possibly come out empty-handed?

That place is full of treasures!

Not far away, the God Ape and Dark Python clan leaders' faces turned sullen upon hearing this.

What was guaranteed suddenly had an unexpected twist.

After a while, the Dark Python clan leader sighed lightly, "Truce."

"In this newly opened world, every blade of grass and tree is a rarity."

"To fight inside would be heartbreaking due to the damage to treasures."

The Grotto Heaven dispute was over resources, not for killing.

Even though they lost the assured victory, fortunately, they had enough people.

Even if it's about seizing resources, the Human Race isn't competitors.

"Hum!"

The God Ape clan leader snorted coldly, looking at Miao Ba and others, "What do you Humans say!"

Miao Ba and several peak masters exchanged a glance and nodded.

Currently, this result was much better than they anticipated.

Though snatching resources was definitely not as overwhelming in numbers as the Demon Race.

Fortunately, avoiding further slaughter would spare them losing many disciples.

If they continued the fight, as the Dark Python clan leader said, it would be a gainless endeavor.

"Then, truce."

...

Within the small world of Grotto Heaven.

Dense, unbreaking Spiritual Qi fell like rain, and rare herbs and grasses unseen outside were everywhere.