Chapter 953: Summoning Wind and Rain, Gaining Insight

Grandmother Long Zetian sensed Chen Chuyang's abnormality; a faint, strange aura was emanating around him.

"What is that?"

Long Zetian squinted: "Is that the aura of a comprehended divine ability?"

"Hiss, this kid grasped the Call Wind and Summon Rain divine ability after just one look?"

This kid's talent is outrageously against the heavens; his comprehension is terrifying.

Heishanyang said leisurely, "Don't disturb this kid; he's probably comprehending the Call Wind and Summon Rain technique. Your Azure Dragon Clan's divine abilities do have merit, but unfortunately you cannot grasp the core of Call Wind and Summon Rain, so you cannot cultivate it successfully."

Long Zetian's cultivated Call Wind and Summon Rain has only its form, not its spirit.

Thus she will never be able to manifest the true Call Wind and Summon Rain divine ability; what she displays is merely... a part of the ability, not the whole divine ability.

Heishanyang is optimistic about the Azure Dragon Clan's Call Wind and Summon Rain, but Long Zetian's version truly fails to impress—it has no killing power and lacks any... divine ability potency.

On the contrary, this kid Chen Chuyang may, in his hands, recreate the great Call Wind and Summon Rain divine ability; Heishanyang looks forward to it, believing his heaven-defying talent may be fulfilled step by step.

A kid who can create a divine ability on his own, once he cultivates it, can naturally grasp it quickly and comprehend its core.

Call Wind and Summon Rain is hard to cultivate and depends on the person; for Chen Chuyang, there is no such thing as difficulty. Even Dripping Blood Rebirth, Chen Chuyang has already researched; he will soon refine it step by step, and then be able to recreate the true Technique: Great Blood Rebirth Divine Ability.

For this kid, "impossible" does not exist.

"Can he successfully comprehend?" Long Zetian stepped back, not daring to affect Chen Chuyang.

Heishanyang shook his head, saying, "As for others, I can't be sure, but this kid is a hundred percent possible."

"Your Azure Dragon Clan's glory may truly be reborn in this kid."

"Among all the people I've seen, this kid is the most terrifying, without equal."

"In this world, few earn my respect; this kid counts as one."

As for the Azure Dragon Clan, none.

Not a single one.

Long Zetian squinted, staring at Heishanyang; from the start she was very curious about Heishanyang's identity.

This kid's tone is extremely arrogant, a mouthy brat.

In his eyes there is no self, and he never looks him straight in the eye; or rather, in Heishanyang's view, the Azure Dragon Clan's imposing presence cannot affect him.

Not many Monster Race beasts can resist Dragon Might.

Among Monster Race beasts, bloodline reigns supreme; essentially, bloodline can suppress everything.

The Azure Dragon Clan's bloodline is also among the top in the Monster Race.

"Stop looking; I don't want you to see through me. You can't see through my identity."

Heishanyang walked to Long Zetian's side, completely unbothered.

Instead he stared at Long Zetian, saying, "I didn't expect the Azure Dragon Clan to have fallen to this point, leaving only a few of you, tsk tsk."

"It seems that during the years I was away, many things happened in Tianwai."

The Azure Dragon Clan, among the Monster Race, is considered a king‑level beast; ordinary beasts dare not challenge them.

Not to mention wiping out the Azure Dragon Clan; only a few groups could achieve that.

Moreover, the Azure Dragon Clan is one of the Monster Race's formidable combat forces, indispensable.

The extinction of the Azure Dragon Clan would be like the Monster Race losing its left and right arms.

Long Zetian gazed deeply at it, saying, "That is already in the past; my Azure Dragon Clan will not be easily eradicated. As for the old grudges, I will avenge them at any cost."

"The Azure Dragon Clan's enemies will ultimately die at my hands."

Heishanyang shook his head: "Enough with your words; your talent is among the poorer ones in the Azure Dragon Clan."

"Just you seeking revenge is unlikely; if you add this kid, perhaps it could work."

Long Zetian fell silent.

She could neither refute nor counter Heishanyang's words.

Because Heishanyang's statement was correct, not a deliberate mockery of her.

She knows her own talent well; among other Monster Race, it's decent, but within the Azure Dragon Clan it's only average. Compared to Long Ming, it's a bit better, indeed; after Long Ming was altered by the Ascending Dragon Pool, his talent has already surpassed hers.

"You think so highly of him?"

Heishanyang nodded, saying, "Of course I favor him. Do you know how young this kid is?"

"The strength he shows is only one percent."

"Dealing with you, he could perhaps kill you with a flick of a finger."

"I've been by his side for so long, yet I've never seen him go all out."

Indeed, each time Chen Chuyang appears to go all out, he actually holds back.

As for how much he holds back, no one knows.

Heishanyang is also unsure; at least, Chen Chuyang hasn't employed many tactics, at most he uses one or two divine abilities.

He doesn't know how powerful the real Chen Chuyang truly is, especially now that Chen Chuyang has become completely mysterious; he can no longer see through him.

"Give this kid a few more decades; I won't claim anything else, but perhaps even saints have a chance of Advancement. By then, who would this kid still need to fear?"

"There are many Strong Ones in Tianwai; saints are only a few."

"How long has it been since the Azure Dragon Clan produced a saint? You know better than I do."

Grandmother Long Zetian gazed deeply at Heishanyang, saying, "So you're investing in him."

"Indeed, this kid is a decent person; he won't betray nor stab in the back. I have high hopes for him."

"Moreover, I need him."

At this moment, Heishanyang needs Chen Chuyang; they help each other and grow together.

It needs various resources to restore itself, and, incidentally, to boost its own strength.

As for Chen Chuyang, he needs its assistance; whenever various situations arise, he relies on Heishanyang for answers.

The two together are invincible under heaven.

Long Zetian's gaze fell on Chen Chuyang again, and a terrifying oppressive pressure erupted from his body.

Long Zetian and Heishanyang were blasted hundreds of meters away together.

A gust of wind, centered on Chen Chuyang, slowly spread.

It grew dark.

The pitch‑black sky spread outward rapidly—one kilometer, two kilometers—continuing until beyond ten kilometers.

It kept expanding, as if to cover the entire world.

A gentle breeze brushed, and Heishanyang muttered, "It's coming, call wind and summon rain."

The wind arrived.

He reached out and touched the wind.

A gust blew in, and Heishanyang felt pain in his body.

The demon soul trembled, as if the wind would carry it away.

Long Zetian also felt it; her eyes widened as she stared at Chen Chuyang.

"My dragon soul is trembling."

Heishanyang cautiously stared at Chen Chuyang, his body leaning backward.

Long Zetian dared not linger and continued to retreat backward.

Only after that stabbing pain disappeared did they sigh in relief.

"He…has truly grasped the power to call wind and summon rain?"