"The Saint Heir went to the Void Hall... So that ans he was killed inside the Void Hall?"
"The Celestial Concealnt Divine Master followed him, along with so many guardians—how could he still die?"
The giant beast’s phantom eyes flashed with disbelief and anger.
........
Right now.
Void Hall, Foundation Establishnt Area.
On the plaza outside the Enlightennt Hall.
Three figures appeared out of thin air high above the Enlightennt Hall entrance.
All three cultivators were at the peak of Foundation Establishnt, just teleported out of the Enlightennt Hall.
Once you went through the Enlightennt Hall’s portal, you’d be randomly transported into the Void Hall’s Foundation Establishnt Area.
"What? Big news happened inside the Enlightennt Hall? What big news?"
"That Beimu Saint Heir tried to break through to the Golden Core Realm inside the Enlightennt Hall and was still killed by Lin Chang’sheng? That guy is seriously too strong!"
"Holy crap! The Beimu Saint Heir got smoked? Damn, never thought Liuyun Immortal Sect would produce such a badass genius this ti!"
"This Lin Chang’sheng is just too wicked!"
"......."
Once they heard that Lin Chang’sheng killed the Beimu Saint Heir inside the Enlightennt Hall, all the cultivators waiting outside were completely shocked.
"Crap... Brother Lin actually killed the Saint Heir of the Beimu Immortal Race. There are Beimu Nascent Soul cultivators in the Void Hall right now! Doesn’t that an Brother Lin’s in major danger?"
Gao Ziyue stood with Xin Yun’Er at her side, her beautiful eyes full of worry.
"Don’t worry, Little Sister Ziyue. The Beimu Immortal Race might have Nascent Soul cultivators here, but so does our Liuyun Immortal Sect."
Xin Yun’Er reassured Gao Ziyue gently.
Outside the Enlightennt Hall, Xin Yun’Er also noticed how much more Gao Ziyue cared for Lin Chang’sheng than most people did.
"Mhm."
Gao Ziyue nodded, but she was still worried.
Although Liuyun Immortal Sect sent three Nascent Soul cultivators this ti, the Beimu Immortal Race was still a whole Immortal Race, with plenty of Nascent Souls.
There’s no way a single sect could rival the might of the entire Beimu Immortal Race.
Besides, will the Liuyun Immortal Sect’s Nascent Soul cultivators really risk themselves for Brother Lin?
"Daoist Long is as tough as ever, but this ti he killed soone with a ridiculous background. I just hope he manages to escape in one piece..."
Yu Lingfei stood amid the crowd, her beautiful eyes flickering as she also looked everywhere for Lin Chang’sheng’s figure.
"He actually killed the Saint Heir of Beimu!"
In the crowd, a stunning woman in a purple dress stared at the Enlightennt Hall, look of shock in her eyes. "Bastard, don’t you dare die—you wanna die, you better die at my hands, Wan Wushuang’s hands."
Wan Wushuang thought back to that ti in the brothel when Lin Chang’sheng spanked her. She still itched to get revenge, to flip him over and spank him twice as hard!
.......
Void Hall is divided into Foundation Establishnt Area, Golden Core Area, and Nascent Soul Area.
The Foundation Establishnt Area leads to the Golden Core Area; Golden Cores can enter the Nascent Soul Area, but you can’t go backwards—Nascent Soul cultivators can’t return to the Golden Core or Foundation Establishnt Areas.
This is Void Hall’s way of protecting low tier cultivators from being slaughtered by stronger ones.
Many cultivators who found no opportunities in the Foundation Establishnt Area have all headed for the Golden Core Area. After all, stuff Golden Core cultivators don’t want can be treasures for Foundation Establishnt folks.
Lin Chang’sheng left the Enlightennt Hall.
The next mont—
He appeared on a lonely mountain peak, and instantly swept out his powerful Divine Sense, realizing he was about three hundred miles from the light gate into the Golden Core Area.
"I’ve gotta get into the Golden Core Area. But I killed the Saint Heir of the Beimu Immortal Race, so I need a new face. I disguised myself as Wei Wuji from Golden Saber Sect before—guess I’ll use that again!"
Lin Chang’sheng looked into the distance, eyes thoughtful, muttering to himself.
With that, he triggered the Bone Transformation Technique. His features twisted, muscles swelling—he beca the spitting image of Golden Saber Sect’s Wei Wuji.
Only the hair was off—Wei Wuji’s hair was bright yellow, while Lin Chang’sheng’s was jet black. The color’s impossible to change.
"Not bad. Beside the hair, everything’s exactly like Wei Wuji!"
Lin Chang’sheng took out the Immortal Slaying Saber, using its blade as a mirror, grinning in satisfaction at his own face.
Without hesitation, he flew off on his saber, heading straight for the light gate into the Golden Core Area.
Lin Chang’sheng moved quick.
In almost no ti, he reached the light gate. There were a bunch of cultivators outside, all with the sa plan as him.
He spotted quite a few familiar faces—each aura strong, so at the sixth or seventh layer of Foundation Establishnt, so all the way at peak.
Zhuo Yijian, Yu Lingfei, Fu Qingyu, Zhang Aoxue, Gao Ziyue, Xin Yun’Er and more!
He even saw the Beimu Saintess, surrounded by more than ten peak Foundation Establishnt cultivators, step through the light gate and disappear instantly.
Lin Chang’sheng ignored them—he was Wei Wuji now.
He crossed through the light gate, and the scenery shifted.
He now stood on a wild plateau, ferocious Demon Beast roars—each one at least Golden Core Stage—echoing around him, enough to make any hair stand on end.
Plenty of cultivators ca through the gate, quickly splitting into groups and scattering all directions.
"Fellow Daoist, wait up." At that mont, a warm voice reached Lin Chang’sheng’s ear.
He turned toward the speaker—a young cultivator in his early twenties, with a companion about the sa age.
This guy was tall, handso, with striking presence. The other might have had a funny look, but his cultivation couldn’t be underestimated—both were seventh layer Foundation Establishnt cultivators.
"What do you two need?"
Hearing them out, Lin Chang’sheng paused, eyes sharp.
The handso one dressed all in white, cool as hell; the one with the joking face wore blue and had a deep gaze—obviously no pushover.
"May I know your na, friend? I’m Tu Yunfei. This is Mu Yunfeng. Golden Core Area is crawling with danger—run into a Golden Core cultivator or Demon Beast and you’re toast solo. Teams stand a better chance. How about banding together with us?"
The cheerful young man cupped his fists politely to Lin Chang’sheng.
"I’m Wei Wuji. Greetings, fellow Daoists—was just looking for a party myself."
Lin Chang’sheng’s eyes glinted as he nodded slightly.
He was no longer Lin Chang’sheng, but Wei Wuji—a brand new face for joining up with others. If things got sketchy, he could always slip to the back of the crowd.
"Sweet! With you in the group, our three-man team just got a big boost. Let’s look for a few more cultivators to join us."
Tu Yunfei smiled at Lin Chang’sheng.
The three set off carefully. Before long, they’d flown close to a hundred miles.
Lin Chang’sheng found that every Demon Beast in the Golden Core Area was at least Golden Core Early, so even mid-, late- or peak Golden Core level!
The three of them stuck to paths free from Demon Beasts. Lin Chang’sheng relied on his strong Divine Sense—if a Demon Beast was close, he would just quietly suggest they take a detour.
"Hm? They all made it to the Golden Core Area?"
Suddenly, Lin Chang’sheng’s Divine Sense swept over a bunch of familiar faces.
Sure enough—Zhuo Yijian, Yu Lingfei, Ziyue, Xin Yun’Er and the rest!
But Tu Yunfei and Mu Yunfeng couldn’t match Lin Chang’sheng’s Divine Sense, so they hadn’t noticed Zhuo Yijian’s group nearby.
Lin Chang’sheng, Tu Yunfei, and Mu Yunfeng flew closer and closer to Zhuo Yijian’s team. Tu Renfei’s eyes lit up, and he said to Lin Chang’sheng and Mu Yunfeng, "Fellow Daoists, looks like we’re getting more mbers for our party!"
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