Unrivaled Comprehension: From Mortal to Immortal King

Each punch from Lin Jiufeng landed on the Purple Qing Ancestor King with terrifying force. He was like a tiny boat caught in a vast ocean, tossed around helplessly, unable to control his direction. Despite his best efforts to resist, Lin Jiufeng's blows struck like mountains, shaking the very heavens and causing the Purple Qing Ancestor King to cough up blood. His body was like a torn rag, shaking uncontrollably, bones breaking. Even with his terrifying recovery energy from the Mortal Immortal realm, he couldn't fully heal.

In the distance, in the Taiyuan Immortal Mansion, the Sacred Beast Qilin and Taiyuan Immortal stood watching, their excitement palpable.

The Sacred Beast Qilin, whose body had been weakened, suddenly seemed to come alive. It roared at Lin Jiufeng, "Boss, beat him up good!"

Taiyuan Immortal marveled, "Lin Jiufeng's physical strength is unbelievable, even stronger than that of a Mortal Immortal. And this is just a mortal body, not a special constitution. How is it possible? How did he train like this?"

The Sacred Beast Qilin proudly replied, "My boss is amazing! His fifteen prohibitions physical strength already surpasses Mortal Immortals. Just wait until he enters the Mortal Immortal realm—he'll be even more terrifying!"

Taiyuan Immortal nodded in agreement. "I'm starting to look forward to his future growth."

Back in the battlefield, Lin Jiufeng continued to pound on the Purple Qing Ancestor King. Inside the Forbidden Array, he was like an invincible deity, relying solely on his terrifying physical strength to make the once mighty Mortal Immortal peak suffer grievously in the void.

The Purple Qing Ancestor King tried to fight back, but without the support of the Dao, he could only rely on secret techniques to channel all his energy, trying to maintain his strength and avoid being killed. However, Lin Jiufeng was relentless, like a tide that never stopped, leaving him no chance to recover.

Each punch Lin Jiufeng threw shook the sky and carried the force of three hundred strands of divine devil energy, completely overpowering the Purple Qing Ancestor King's attempts at retaliation.

Boom!

Another punch landed on the Purple Qing Ancestor King's face. The terrifying force shattered half of his face, blood gushing and bones flying. Yet, he ignored the pain, his remaining face twisted with rage as he yelled, "Take one of mine, too!"

Boom!

The Purple Qing Ancestor King, having endured so much, seized this moment to retaliate. He sacrificed half of his face, enduring the blow just to create an opening for his counterattack.

This punch was a desperate strike, the full might of a Mortal Immortal's body, unleashed after abandoning his Daoist techniques.

Lin Jiufeng was well aware of how powerful the Purple Qing Ancestor King's attack was. He understood the strength of the Mortal Immortal's body. Thus, he wasn't careless and was fully prepared to counter with his own strength.

The Purple Qing Ancestor King's full-force punch hit Lin Jiufeng's face with a mighty explosion, shaking the very void and causing the earth to tremble, cracking for miles. Lin Jiufeng's face was struck, but only for a moment.

In that instant, the protective energy from the Divine Devil Body Refining Technique activated, shielding his face. A divine, serpent-like figure appeared faintly at Lin Jiufeng's dantian, its eyes opening and unleashing a terrifying aura that blocked the full force of the Purple Qing Ancestor King's strike.

The forceful punch of the peak Mortal Immortal left no mark on Lin Jiufeng. It sank into nothingness, and the Purple Qing Ancestor King's disbelief was palpable. His remaining eye bulged in horror, filled with shock.

"This is impossible!!!"

The Purple Qing Ancestor King's soul screamed in disbelief. How could his full strike leave no mark? Was this really the body of a fifteen prohibition cultivator?

Lin Jiufeng sneered, "Nothing is impossible. You've lost the support of the Dao, and now all you have left is physical strength. But your body's strength, in my eyes, is no threat. Your punch is as soft as you are. Let me show you what a real punch is."

Without hesitation, Lin Jiufeng threw a punch.

Boom!

The punch landed on the Purple Qing Ancestor King's chest, causing it to crack open, and the force sent him reeling like he'd been struck by lightning, his body rapidly losing vitality.

Lin Jiufeng didn't stop there. He threw a second punch immediately.

Boom!

The second punch struck the chest again, this time so forcefully it pierced through completely.

Blood rained down as the Purple Qing Ancestor King screamed in agony, but Lin Jiufeng paid no heed. His fists rained down without pause, each punch obliterating the Purple Qing Ancestor King's body, shattering his very soul.

One punch after another, Lin Jiufeng pummeled him without mercy, his fists creating an explosion in the void, tearing apart his soul, until nothing was left of the Purple Qing Ancestor King.

Even if the Purple Qing Ancestor King begged for mercy, even if he surrendered, Lin Jiufeng ignored it entirely, his coldness unmatched. The punches continued relentlessly, breaking apart the void, shattering the very foundations of the world, and reducing the once-mighty Purple Qing Ancestor King to nothing.

From a distance, the Sacred Beast Qilin and Taiyuan Immortal watched, both shocked beyond measure. It was a one-sided slaughter, with no chance for retaliation.

It was as if Lin Jiufeng was the peak of the Mortal Immortal realm, and the Purple Qing Ancestor King was a mere fifteen prohibition cultivator.

When Lin Jiufeng finally shattered the Purple Qing Ancestor King's soul, it exploded into a brilliant array of colorful lights, like beautiful raindrops in the sky. Standing amidst the storm of light, Lin Jiufeng appeared as an ethereal, otherworldly figure, his white robes fluttering.

The Sacred Beast Qilin gazed at the scene in awe. "My boss is truly amazing."

Taiyuan Immortal nodded, equally impressed. "Lin Jiufeng's performance has already surpassed what the Taiyuan Immortal Emperor did at the fifteen prohibition stage. I'm more confident in him now than ever. He will surely inherit the Taiyuan Immortal Emperor's legacy in the future."

"Even... surpass him," Taiyuan Immortal added, reaching an unprecedented level of praise for Lin Jiufeng.

Over by the battlefield, Lin Jiufeng stood there, contemplating the fight. This was his first time using pure power in such an unrestrained way. It felt incredibly satisfying.

At the same time, this battle made him realize the importance of refining his physical body.

[You have shattered the Purple Qing Ancestor King, gained insight, and activated a heaven-defying comprehension, unlocking the Turtle Fist Technique!]

Suddenly, a line of text appeared before Lin Jiufeng, leaving him speechless.

"Turtle Fist?"

He hadn't expected to comprehend such a technique.

Upon recalling the brutal punches he'd used to defeat the Purple Qing Ancestor King, Lin Jiufeng realized the punches had been wild, unplanned, just a release of pent-up force with no strategy involved. It seemed like the essence of the Turtle Fist Technique.

The next moment, the text dissolved into light, entering his mind. Lin Jiufeng now understood everything about the Turtle Fist.

It was a terrifying technique, devoid of any fixed form, relying entirely on the user's state of mind. The more fluid the strikes, the stronger the technique became. Each punch was stronger than the last, and in the end, one punch could shatter the very heavens, effortlessly destroying anything in its path.