"Such nerve!"
Nie Buping sensed the impending danger and roared in fury.
In an instant, he struck out with his palm, aiming to shatter the incoming arrows.
Yet those arrows seed almost sentient, miraculously curving mid-air to dodge Nie Buping’s palm seal.
They attacked from every cunning angle around him.
"This..."
Nie Buping was utterly shocked by this turn of events.
He’d seen spirit treasures that could change their trajectory mid-flight before,
but arrows that could alter their course—this was a first for him.
What remarkable skill and technique must it take to achieve this?
One could only imagine that he who unleashed these nine arrows must be so eccentric master who had devoted centuries to the art of archery.
Nie Buping could not recall when he had ever offended such a person.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Before Nie Buping could react, six flaming arrows landed on him, erupting with a series of thunderous booms.
The other three didn’t miss because Nie Buping evaded,
but because they struck the Elder Bai Ting who stood not far behind him.
"Such brutal force? And there’s poison too?"
Nie Buping had thought these arrows wouldn’t be enough to seriously wound him. But when the trendous noise faded, he realized just how wrong he’d been.
He saw his protective magical power shattered in an instant, his robes torn to shreds. Several arrows had even blasted through his flesh, letting toxins seep into his body.
If Nie Buping was in such terrible shape, there was no need to ntion what had happened to Bai Ting Tributor nearby.
That one was struck by three flaming arrows and coughed up a mouthful of old blood on the spot, his body covered in mangled flesh—clearly crushed by the assault.
The next mont, Lin Chang’sheng’s figure ca to a stop not far off in the sky.
"A Nascent Soul aura? You actually—"
When Nie Buping realized it was Lin Chang’sheng who’d just attacked him, his shock knew no bounds.
For he saw Lin Chang’sheng had already broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm.
This youth’s talent really was that monstrous? At such an age, he’d stepped into the Nascent Soul stage?
He recalled that even Bu Shichen, the most renowned cultivator of Demon Evil Sea in those days,
didn’t reach the Nascent Soul stage until after turning two hundred.
So by this asure, Lin Chang’sheng’s talent surpassed Bu Shichen’s tenfold?
"Heaven has a road yet you refuse to take it; Hell has no gate, and yet you charge right in! Today, I’ll make this place your grave!"
Seeing Lin Chang’sheng appear, Nie Buping’s eyes blazed with fury. So what if Lin Chang’sheng had broken through to Nascent Soul? He was only in the Early Stage of Nascent Soul.
Nie Buping still had so confidence in his ability to wipe him out.
Besides, Lin Chang’sheng had killed his son, Nie Xiangyuan.
If Nie Xiangyuan had survived, he too would have reached the Nascent Soul—and maybe even soared onto the Upper Realm in ti.
But because of Lin Chang’sheng, all was ruined.
"We’ll see who’s buried here!"
Lin Chang’sheng replied coldly. Back when he was at Late Stage Golden Core, he could already challenge cultivators at the Middle Stage of Nascent Soul.
Now he had stepped into the Nascent Soul, he no longer saw Middle Stage Nascent Soul cultivators as a threat at all.
After all, with his breakthrough, his body was now at the Peak of Middle Stage Nascent Soul, and his divine sense even surpassed that of Nascent Soul Great Cultivators.
"Courting death!"
Nie Buping barked, then with a wave, sent out three King Corpse Puppets, launching them at Lin Chang’sheng.
Nie Buping had actually been working on refining a fourth King Corpse,
but unfortunately, the rush to open the Sea God Tower ant he hadn’t finished it.
Still, three King Corpses were plenty formidable.
Each one possessed the combat power of a Nascent Soul cultivator.
"Such treasures! I can’t afford to break them."
Lin Chang’sheng’s eyes glead as the three King Corpses charged. If he killed Nie Buping, these puppets would surely be his for the taking.
Then, using his fusion panel, he might even create far greater corpse puppets still.
So Lin Chang’sheng didn’t bother fighting these puppets head on; instead, he activated the Heaven’s Edge and Sea’s Corner Light Body Technique, leaping a hundred feet in a single bound, easily dodging all their attacks.
At the sa ti, he unleashed the Dragon God Golden Body Saint Body.
Roar—
A domineering dragon’s roar shook the air, and a majestic phantom Divine Dragon manifested behind Lin Chang’sheng.
The spectral dragon dove into Lin Chang’sheng’s body, massively fortifying his physique—he instantly reached the Peak of Middle Stage Nascent Soul.
"Peak of Middle Stage Nascent Soul physical body?"
Nie Buping was stunned seeing Lin Chang’sheng’s body strengthening technique.
Ordinary body strengthening techniques only benefited Golden Core cultivators and below.
Once you reached Nascent Soul, they didn’t make much difference anymore.
Otherwise, everyone would practice these body techniques.
But for Lin Chang’sheng’s body strengthening technique to elevate him a whole minor realm even at Nascent Soul? This was no ordinary art.
Yet what stunned Nie Buping didn’t end there.
After unleashing the Dragon God Golden Body Saint Body, Lin Chang’sheng pressed his divine sense outward, suppressing everything around him.
"N-Nascent Soul Great Cultivator Level divine sense?"
Nie Buping’s face turned to terror in an instant.
This youth before him—just what kind of monster was he?
At his age, to possess so many divine powers in one body?
Not only was his physical body far beyond his cultivation, even his divine sense was monstrous in its strength.
With a divine sense at the level of a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator, Nie Buping’s own cultivation was instantly suppressed.
He could exert only sixty percent of his full power.
This was the oppression from divine sense’s might.
"White Tributor, hold him off for ! I’ll go alert the other sects so we can wipe out this brat together!"
Nie Buping wasted no ti in preparing to flee.
After all, Lin Chang’sheng’s strength had far, far exceeded his expectations.
He no longer had any confidence in slaying Lin Chang’sheng here—escaping was the only option left.
Only by gathering the full force of the Five Great Sects of Demon Evil Sea could they hope to crush him.
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