Chapter 460: Hundred-Foot Divine Sense, Palm Suppresses Wind Water Immortal

Chen Changsheng frowned and said, “It was quite intimidating, but it didn’t seem very powerful.”

He took a swipe at it with his palm.

The Heavenly Might behind him shattered instantly.

This level of Heavenly Might wasn’t even one ten-thousandth of what he faced back in the Spirit Cage.

It felt a bit embarrassing.

“Ding ding, ding ding…”

A wind chime was ringing in the center of that Formation Array.

The Wandering Spirits from the Baleful Aura surged toward Chen Changsheng and solidified into spears, swords, and blades aimed at him.

Above the Formation Array, the Bone Bride saw clearly that Chen Changsheng had effortlessly crushed the Heavenly Might within it with just a palm.

Her heart skipped a beat, and a sudden chill crept up her spine.

Manyue suddenly spoke from Chen Changsheng’s sleeve, “That woman plans to run. Be careful.”

“Don’t worry,” Chen Changsheng replied calmly.

She heard everything in her Formation Array.

That familiar voice sent a wave of fear through her—

It was the Heavenly Dao!

How was it not destroyed?!

The Bone Bride beneath her red dress realized this man in blue robes was not as weak as he appeared.

He had been faking it all along!!

A bad feeling rose in her heart; she worried she might lose to someone beneath her.

Getting that Black Pagoda could elevate her status, but in current situation, she might lose her life.

She didn’t want to gamble.

The Baleful Aura Wandering Spirits surrounded Chen Changsheng completely.

Seizing this chance, the Bone Bride decided to flee the scene.

“Where are you heading, miss?”

A voice echoed right beside the Bone Bride’s ear.

This voice boomed like thunder, tearing at her Soul.

The Bone Bride under her dress let out a painful scream.

“Bang…”

A tremor shook the entire Formation Array.

Trees on the mountain slopes fell, and countless Baleful Aura Wandering Spirits shrieked horribly.

The Bone Bride turned to look.

A colossal figure loomed before her eyes.

A nearly hundred-foot high Divine Sense glared down at her.

That pressure from the Divine Sense nearly suffocated her breath!

Staring at this sight, the Bone Bride was utterly shocked—this had defied all her expectations!

This was no ordinary Cultivator!!

She had never seen such an immense Divine Sense.

“What kind of person are you?!”

Chen Changsheng didn’t answer; instead, the hundred-foot high Divine Sense stretched out a hand, opened its five fingers, and pressed down on the Bone Bride.

“Crash!”

The Bone Bride plummeted from mid-air, pinned under the Five-Finger Mountain formed by the Divine Sense.

In that split second, the Formation Array dissolved.

The dozens of Talismans ignited and turned to ash.

Chen Changsheng raised his hand; a strand of his hair transformed into Magical Power.

He flicked it gently, turning it into a small flower drifting toward the Bone Bride.

“Celestial Immortal, spare me!!”

She pleaded desperately as the flower floated to her.

Instantly, she was sucked inside it.

“Celestial Immortal! Celestial Immortal!”

Under such immense Soul Spirit pressure, she couldn’t use any of her skills.

That voice faded, and everything in Heaven and Earth seemed to fall quiet.

“Plip.”

A raindrop fell quietly.

The small flower floated into Chen Changsheng’s palm.

He glanced at it briefly and tucked it away in his sleeve.

“That Formation Array was quite powerful.”

Chen Changsheng couldn’t help thinking—if this Wind Water Immortal had his former skills, maybe he could truly fight him.

“Ding ding~”

Another wind chime landed in Chen Changsheng’s palm.

“A decent Magical Artifact.”

Chen Changsheng stored it away in his sleeve too.

“Splash…”

Light rain began to fall from the sky.

At the foot of the mountains, countless Wraiths woke up bewildered.

They stared blankly around them, confused, not knowing how they got there.

“Where is this?”

“Am I dead?”

“This place is…”

Tens of thousands of Wraiths looked dazed with doubt.

Chen Changsheng glanced down.

He had intended to direct them toward the nearest City God Temple but reconsidered.

An idea popped into his mind.

“Please listen to me,” a voice carried down from the mountaintop.

Their eyes turned toward him.

“You were all controlled by a Demonic Cultivator earlier.

Now he has been dealt with.

You have your freedom back.

By the rules of the universe, you should enter the City God Temple.

If you cross to Yellow Springs, you might have another life.

I have a big request now.”

“I, Chen Changsheng, wish to build the Underworld’s Reincarnation.

But I lack people.

Would you all stay with me for now?

Once the Underworld is made, you can become Ghost Soldiers.

Of course, if you don’t want to, I won’t pressure you.

Feel free to head to the nearby City God Temple.”

The crowd below looked up, lost in thought.

“Did you save us?”

Chen Changsheng replied, “You could say so.”

The Wraiths hesitated; many felt wary, trusting just words was hard.

“What is the Underworld?”

“The Land of the Dead.”

Chen Changsheng scanned the crowd and said, “Take your time to decide.”

As he spoke, many had already started leaving.

Of nearly twenty thousand Wraiths, over five thousand left in an instant.

More trickled away afterward.

Only about ten thousand remained.

Chen Changsheng flung twelve Blood Beads from his sleeve.

After cleansing them with Magical Power, he told the crowd, “You may dwell within these Blood Beads for now.”

Manyue spoke from his sleeve, “You had everything planned all along.”

Chen Changsheng replied, “It just avoids hassle later.”

Manyue fell silent.

Within half an hour, nearly ten thousand Wraiths entered the Blood Beads.

They would form part of the Underworld’s foundation.

He was about to leave when a figure flew in from afar.

The Old Dragon King landed on the mountain.

His eyes fixed on Chen Changsheng as he said, “Why are you here?”

He seemed slightly surprised by Chen Changsheng’s presence.

Chen Changsheng replied, “Just dropped by for a look.”

“The nearby City God Temple was flooded with Wraiths, so I followed them out.

To my surprise, it was you.”

The Old Dragon King eyed Chen Changsheng and asked, “Did you catch that Evil Spirit?”

Chen Changsheng nodded, “I caught him already.”

The Old Dragon King asked, “How? That Evil Spirit had strange tricks, able to alter landscapes—a Divine Ability.

I nearly caught him multiple times, but he slipped away each time.”

“Alter landscapes?”

Chen Changsheng thought briefly and said, “Dragon Lord, this may be a misunderstanding.

That Evil Spirit couldn’t alter landscapes.”

“What then—”

“A Wind Water Immortal.”

The Old Dragon King frowned at those words; it didn’t ring a bell in his mind.

Chen Changsheng explained, “It’s just a skill.

Perhaps look it up in records; there might be some info.”

The Old Dragon King nodded and dropped the topic.

“Back in Qingshan City, I invited you over.

I was busy for days.

But whatever—as long as that Evil Spirit’s gone now, my job is easier.”

“Since we’re both free, let’s go have a drink.”