Comprehension Heaven-Defying, I Create A Villain Longevity Family

Chapter 46: Path of Pain!

On the stone table.

The second item was still a book.

The entire book was made of soft sheepskin, with a deep blue vertical eye painted on the red cover.

Profound, cold, sinister, rigid, twisted, and insane.

No words could describe this deep blue vertical eye.

As Chen Zhixing looked at this sheepskin book, the vertical eye on the book seemed to look back at him in an incredibly eerie manner.

Beside the vertical eye, there were three ancient characters written in a sloppy manner - "Path of Pain".

Chen Zhixing's gaze slightly condensed. How could this book appear here?

"The Path of Pain" is more like a dark cultivation method than a book.

The practice of this technique is very simple - as long as one feels pain, they will gain power.

The deeper the pain, the greater the power they can obtain!

The creator of this technique cannot be traced, and even in the previous life's game "Great Cultivation," there was no explanation about the origin of this technique.

However, many players of the previous life's "Great Cultivation" speculated that the creator of this technique was likely the ancient primordial serpent, also known as the coiling serpent of the world, the serpent of pain, the immortal serpent.

Chen Zhixing agreed with this speculation.

Because practicing this technique is like being a floating duckweed, without the need for cultivation or breathing.

Power comes as if out of thin air.

In Chen Zhixing's view, only the power of believing in an evil god can achieve all of this.

The practice of this technique seems simple, but only Chen Zhixing knows how terrifying it truly is.

If Chen Zhixing remembered correctly, in the early background story of "Great Cultivation," there was a person named A Liang who practiced this technique.

At first, A Liang's pain was easily satisfied.

Simple self-harm could bring him pain.

But humans can become numb.

With repeated self-harm, the sense of pain would experience diminishing returns.

Until the end, ordinary self-harm could no longer bring A Liang any satisfaction.

Then.

He cut off his own ears, gouged out his own eyes, and flattened his own nose.

He crushed his own bones inch by inch, and under the undying recovery ability of the Path of Pain, they would grow back, and then the cycle would repeat endlessly.

Fingers severed, bones extracted!

Eyes gouged, tongue cut!

Limbs severed, spine shattered!

Skin peeled, tortured, dismembered, skull crushed!

He implanted poisonous insects in his body, allowing them to bite his flesh and blood every day!

Almost all the terrifying tortures in the world were inflicted upon himself!

However, with diminishing returns, when these tortures could no longer bring him any pain.

He shifted his focus from physical pain to psychological pain.

A Liang killed his parents, and the more he cared about someone, the more agonizing their death, the more pain he felt!

He watched as a fire turned his parents into ashes.

His parents screamed in agony in the flames, writhing like dying maggots.

A Liang laughed and cried, laughing until his liver and gallbladder were about to burst, crying until his heart was in pain.

At that moment, he understood in his heart.

There were no more obstacles or restraints on his cultivation path!

He once again gained the power of heaven and earth!

In the end, when there was no one left to kill around him.

A Liang sealed his memories and married a gentle and kind woman in the mortal world, starting a family.

For a whole ten years, A Liang lived a life of farming and weaving, being a husband and father.

In these ten years, he experienced a happiness he had never known before.

His wife was virtuous and kind, and she loved him very much.

His child was smart and clever, and every time they stumbled towards him, calling him "father" in baby talk, he felt like the happiest person in the world.

Therefore.

He cooked his wife and child alive in a big pot.

At that moment.

He felt pain as if he was being torn apart by a thousand knives, pain that would tear his soul apart.

And at that moment, his cultivation reached the realm of Supreme Peak.

His thoughts gradually converged.

Chen Zhixing snapped back to reality and silently looked at the sinister book of "Path of Pain" in front of him.

That sinister and insane vertical eye was also coldly staring at him.

This cultivation technique is indeed powerful, but Chen Zhixing has no intention of practicing it.

He doesn't want to worship an evil god and eventually become a strange creature that is neither human nor ghost.

But he is also unwilling to leave it behind for others.

In the next moment.

He waved his right hand and put this technique into his sleeve.

Then, Chen Zhixing looked at the third item on the stone table.

It was a pale mask.

At the center of the mask's forehead, there was a bright red '十' character engraved!

"A white mask?"

Chen Zhixing reached out and picked up the mask. It felt cold to the touch, and an invisible aura blocked all his attempts to probe it with his divine sense.

"This item is not bad."

Chen Zhixing's eyes lit up. This mask was made of dead spirit stone and could block any attempt to probe it with divine sense.

In the future, if there were certain things that he couldn't do openly, he could wear this mask to facilitate his actions.

In the next moment.

"There are still five days left, no need to rush."

Chen Zhixing sat cross-legged, took out the book "Nine Divine Techniques" in his hand, and began to read it carefully.

In the blink of an eye.

Four days had passed.

In the trial grounds of the Chen family of Ziwei, as the trial entered its final stages, it became increasingly intense.

On a lake.

Chen Zhaosheng stood on the water, his face expressionless.

Surrounding him were eight Chen family juniors at the Void Transformation realm, blocking his retreat.

"Chen Zhaosheng, hand over the bracelet, and we'll give you a dignified exit!"

"That's right, you have too many bracelets, are you trying to eliminate all of us?"

"Eldest Young Master, I only need one bracelet, then I'll leave!"

"Eldest Young Master, the eight of us joining forces, even if it's you, you won't be our match, right?"

One by one, the Chen family juniors, who were almost twenty years old, shouted.

Chen Zhaosheng had his hands behind his back and said expressionlessly:

"No matter how many ants there are, how can they bite an elephant to death?"

As soon as these words fell, the eight Chen family juniors, who were much older than Chen Zhaosheng, had their expressions changed and shouted:

"Stubborn!"

"Eldest Young Master, don't blame us for bullying the weak today!"

"Eldest Young Master, sorry about this!"

"Attack!"

"Go!"

In an instant, the eight Chen family juniors stepped forward and charged towards Chen Zhaosheng.

"Useless people."

Chen Zhaosheng showed a contemptuous look, and an aura of the Illumination realm erupted from him in an instant!

A storm rose!

The water on the lake exploded!

On the splashing, shimmering water surface, the scene of Chen Zhaosheng fighting the eight people was reflected!

Boom!!

One after another, king patterns spread from Chen Zhaosheng's back, instantly covering his whole body.

Chen Zhaosheng's black hair danced wildly, and his eyes were filled with a surge of divine light, as if a Divine Child from the Nine Heavens had descended, looking godly rather than human.

Bang bang bang!

Lights and shadows intertwined, shifting and moving!

In just half an incense stick's time.

The lake returned to calm.

The eight Chen family juniors fainted in the lake, rising and falling with the water.

Chen Zhaosheng's black hair hung down as he stood alone on the water.

He raised his head, his gaze looking into the distance, with a hint of fervor in his eyes.

"My dear little brother, where are you?"

"How long are you going to hide from me?"

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