Originally, everyone thought Lin Chang’sheng was only at the Early Stage of Nascent Soul, but no one expected he had already ascended to the Middle Stage.
He jumped from the Middle Stage of Golden Core straight to the Middle Stage of Nascent Soul—could it really be less than three months?
Just what kind of monster is this kid? What kind of fortuitous encounter did he have, to grow so unbelievably fast?
Back in his own day, it had taken him a full three hundred years to break through from Golden Core Middle Stage to Nascent Soul Middle Stage.
After Lin Chang’sheng unleashed his full cultivation, he didn’t bother exchanging words with Celestial Concealnt; with a single palm, he sent a massive black Light Palm Seal surging straight toward the Celestial Concealnt Divine Master.
On the surface of the Palm Seal, tens of thousands of lost souls wailed in agony, their cries chillingly shrill.
Anyone with weak cultivation wouldn’t even survive until the Palm Seal landed—the sheer wrath embedded within would shatter their divine souls.
This move was none other than the Myriad Souls and Thousand Corpses Seal.
"Courting death!"
Celestial Concealnt saw the attack coming, but not even a trace of fear crossed his heart—in fact, he was even a little angry.
This brat was simply arrogant to the extre, actually thinking he could contend with him?
Just a mantis trying to stop a chariot—so laughably out of his depth.
The Celestial Concealnt Divine Master tensed up his Fist Aura, launching a powerful punch, and the Nascent Soul Late Stage magical power blasted outward, cracking all the bluestone ground within thirty feet.
The aggressive Fist Aura drove straight at the Palm Seal.
BOOM—
In the blink of an eye, the Fist Aura collided with the black Palm Seal in midair, erupting in an earth-shaking blast.
The explosion rang so loud that the entire Imperial City heard it clear as day.
Celestial Secret Tower.
The Celestial Secret Daoist snapped his eyes open, a cold smile hanging at his lips.
He’d already sensed the great clash between Lin Chang’sheng and the Celestial Concealnt Divine Master with his Divine Sense.
But he had absolutely no intention to interfere.
No matter which one won the battle, both outcos were imnsely advantageous for him.
If Lin Chang’sheng lost, it would at least dampen Celestial Concealnt’s arrogance.
If Celestial Concealnt was heavily wounded or defeated, all the better.
Imperial City Dungeon.
A dank, humid place.
Yu Wenjing, her face dirty and grimy, was being held there, her Empress aura long gone.
Celestial Concealnt hadn’t killed Yu Wenjing, which was already rciful; he certainly wasn’t going to treat her well.
At this mont, no one would recognize her as the Empress of a nation.
"Chang’sheng, is that you?"
Feeling the fierce magical power fluctuations outside, Yu Wenjing’s eyes lit up, as if seeing light in the darkness, her heart brimming with hope once more.
Yet soon after, her expression dimd again.
For even as a prisoner, she knew Celestial Concealnt had already broken through to beco a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator—not soone re mortals could hope to oppose.
If Lin Chang’sheng really ca, it would probably an nothing but death!
"Chang’sheng, you shouldn’t have co—"
Yu Wenjing was filled with regret; if it weren’t for herself, Lin Chang’sheng never would have crossed a thousand miles from the Southern Realm into the Beimu Immortal Race.
Now, all she could hope for was that the person wasn’t Lin Chang’sheng.
Imperial City Square.
Endlessly vast, a gigantic cobra-headed, turtle-bodied stone statue towered at its center.
Beneath it, scores of Beimu Immortal Race folk knelt in worship.
Inside the cobra-headed, turtle-bodied statue, a miniature Turtle Beast dwelled.
Feeling Lin Chang’sheng’s strength, it couldn’t help its delight.
"This one’s talent is once in a thousand years—if I can possess his body, in less than three thousand years, I’ll reclaim the peak!"
The Turtle Beast actually spoke human language.
By the look of it, it was perfectly satisfied with Lin Chang’sheng as its host candidate.
BOOM—
Amid the deafening explosion, the black Palm Seal was shattered by the Fist Aura, the montum undiminished as it shot straight at Lin Chang’sheng.
Lin Chang’sheng, seeing it, didn’t dodge—instead, he drew an Upper Grade Spirit Treasure blade and slashed out.
The fierce Blade Aura instantly ripped apart the lingering force of the Fist Aura.
"An Upper Grade Spirit Treasure? No wonder you dared co and throw your life away!"
When Celestial Concealnt Divine Master saw that the blood-red Blade Aura in Lin Chang’sheng’s hand was actually an Upper Grade Spirit Treasure, he couldn’t help being surprised.
His own Spirit Treasure was only Lower Grade, but Lin Chang’sheng had acquired an Upper Grade.
This Treasure’s power was no joke; Celestial Concealnt imdiately stopped underestimating him.
Last ti, he had underestimated Lin Chang’sheng and paid for it.
This ti, Lin Chang’sheng would die here, no questions asked.
As long as Lin Chang’sheng was possessed by Master Bi Xi, he would follow it into the Burial Immortal Realm—a place full of limitless opportunities.
So Celestial Concealnt stopped wasting effort trading blows, and directly summoned his own Spirit Treasure—the Heaven-Breaking Spear.
"Looks like you do fear , huh? Even whipped out your Spirit Treasure!"
Lin Chang’sheng let out a dismissive laugh, making Celestial Concealnt’s face flood with anger.
"Fear you? I’m just worried you’ll die too slow! Let send you off right now!"
With those words, Celestial Concealnt whipped up his Spear Aura and launched into a kill-strike.
Already harnessing the power of a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator, now twin with his Spirit Treasure, his burst of strength was simply terrifying.
The Spear Aura thundered forward, unstoppable, like a javelin tearing open the sky itself.
Facing the oncoming killing blow, Lin Chang’sheng remained vigilant; a wave of his hand summoned a King Corpse to fight alongside him.
Then, he unleashed the Dragon God Golden Body Saint Body.
ROAR—
A piercing dragon’s cry echoed up to the nine heavens.
When the Divine Dragon rged into Lin Chang’sheng’s body, waves of trendous magical power erupted—his physical form rose from Nascent Soul Middle Stage up to Nascent Soul Late Stage.
"Physical body at Nascent Soul Late Stage?"
That made Celestial Concealnt furrow his brows deeply.
So, their raw physical strength was already matched—though his magical power was sowhat superior.
But with an Upper Grade Spirit Treasure and a Nascent Soul Corpse Puppet backing him, Lin Chang’sheng could compensate for much of that gap.
This battle—looks like it’s going to be brutal.
"Demon God Celestial Fury Slash!"
Lin Chang’sheng brandished the bloodstained blade—unleashing his most powerful move.
Everywhere the Blade Aura swept, the sky itself twisted and tore open.
Bloodlight surged atop the blade, forming the imnse silhouette of a Demon God.
The Demon God raged, claws and fangs wild, its terror on full display; the blood blade in its hand stretched hundreds of feet long, as if ready to split heaven and earth itself.
"Break for !"
Celestial Concealnt Divine Master shouted furiously, channeling the spear’s might to shatter the blood Demon God.
BOOM BOOM BOOM—
Under the relentless explosions, blood Blade Aura and spear collided in a flash.
Each wave of magical power rippled outwards.
Every structure within a hundred feet was obliterated; just as the shockwave threatened to collapse the Cloud Concealnt Tower—
Dozens of figures blocked the front of Cloud Concealnt Tower all together, channeling magical power to push back the blast, narrowly saving the tower from ruin.
Though Lin Chang’sheng held an Upper Grade Spirit Treasure, his magical power was still insufficient. The two attacks locked in the air for an instant, but finally, the blood Demon God was punctured by the spear and dissolved into blood-red mist.
A cold smile played across Celestial Concealnt Divine Master’s lips.
Seeing the Spear Aura about to pierce through Lin Chang’sheng’s chest, the gleam in Celestial Concealnt Divine Master’s eyes grew even colder.
But what surprised him was that Lin Chang’sheng didn’t even try to dodge—he stood there, even smiling at him.
This completely confused Celestial Concealnt.
But in the very next mont, he understood—because the Top Level King Corpse was already attacking from his flank.
Punching at his waist in a crushing blow.
In that instant, it was too late for Celestial Concealnt to dodge. He could only throw the spear to fend off the King Corpse’s attack.
But just as he did so, Lin Chang’sheng’s left hand also punched out, accompanied by echoing dragon cries.
This was—Dragon God World Destruction Fist.
"What the—"
Being hit from both sides trapped Celestial Concealnt in an impossible situation.
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