Chapter 220 - 167: Advancing to Golden Core Middle Stage, Capturing the Beimu Saintess Alive

Half an Hour Later.

The confidence in the Bai People’s eyes slowly turned to doubt and suspicion.

They had thought that, with a fierce team of Immortal Masters, seizing the Great Yu Imperial City would be a walk in the park.

But now, half an hour had passed, and Elder Gao’s side hadn’t made a single bit of progress.

Could they have been trapped by the enemy’s array?

"I want to see what the hell they’re up to! All forces, charge! Take Great Yu Imperial City within half a day!"

The Bai People didn’t care what was up with Gao Yi; now that they’d taken the command themselves, there was no chance they were running without a fight.

With the Bai People’s crisp shout,

The surrounding Beimu Soldiers launched another assault against the Great Yu Imperial City.

The damages to Great Yu Imperial City had already been fully repaired.

To break through with mere mortal strength was no easy feat—certainly not something achievable in a heartbeat.

And this time, lacking the cultivators’ help, the Beimu Race’s attack was much weaker.

For a while, the two sides were locked in a bitter tug-of-war.

Atop the Imperial Palace dome, Lin Chang’sheng sat eyes closed—he ran the Myriad Treasures Condensing Pill Technique, greedily absorbing torrents of spiritual energy from the grand array.

As the Golden Core Early Stage Cultivators fell, soon even the Middle Stage Golden Core couldn’t withstand the searing flames and also started dropping dead.

The spiritual energy refined by the deaths of Middle Stage Golden Core Cultivators was far purer than that of the Early Stage.

Boom—

Suddenly, Lin Chang’sheng felt his Dantian erupt in a furious roar.

His Golden Core, once only the size of an egg, expanded another ring; his magical power grew thicker and denser.

His magical power, which had been misty, began condensing into visible droplets.

The magical power poured out from his Dantian, streaming to his limbs and bones, even up to his crown.

Crack, crack, crack—

His body, nourished by spiritual energy, underwent tremendous strengthening; every muscle and bone was being transformed.

Lin Chang’sheng’s flesh began emitting a strange series of sounds.

The spiritual energy reaching his crown made his mind rumble, as if a spring burst open inside his head.

Spiritual energy endlessly nourished his divine sense.

Suddenly, his divine sense ascended to a new level.

"My divine sense just advanced to Middle Stage Nascent Soul?"

Lin Chang’sheng sent his divine sense sweeping outward—he found himself far stronger than before breaking through to Golden Core Middle Stage.

Where before, his divine sense could reach just a thousand miles, now it extended past two thousand.

"My physical body’s upgraded to Nascent Soul Level too!"

Lin Chang’sheng clenched his fist, surprised how endlessly powerful he felt.

A satisfied grin tugged at his lips. Now, even Nascent Soul-level enemies would find him no easy prey.

"Hm?"

Just then, while spreading his divine sense—

He abruptly detected a Peak Golden Core Late Stage expert, two thousand miles away, speeding toward him atop a skeleton.

"Xuan Gu?"

Behind the old man, Lin Chang’sheng recognized another familiar face.

It was none other than Xuan Gu, child of the Profound Court.

"Bet he ran off to Celestial Ghost Sect and brought a Grand Elder to kill me. Too bad they’re just here to die!"

Lin Chang’sheng mused silently.

If he hadn’t broken through to Golden Core Middle Stage, maybe with just Early Stage cultivation, he couldn’t handle so many Golden Core Late Stage enemies.

But now, Lin Chang’sheng had already advanced to Golden Core Middle Stage.

His divine sense rivaled even Middle Stage Nascent Soul; no matter how many Golden Core Late Stage enemies arrived, just more gifts for him.

...

Two thousand miles away.

Wu Tianhua suddenly paused, his heart full of unease.

Big beads of sweat popped on his forehead.

He’d sensed Lin Chang’sheng’s terrifying Middle Stage Nascent Soul divine sense locking onto him.

If the other’s intentions weren’t friendly, Wu Tianhua probably wouldn’t walk away alive.

Thankfully, the feeling vanished in an instant.

Seemed like Lin Chang’sheng wasn’t going to trouble them.

"Elder Wu? Why’d you stop?"

Xuan Gu asked, confused.

He hadn’t sensed a Nascent Soul-level divine sense at all.

His cultivation was too weak—he couldn’t perceive it.

"Nothing. Looks like plenty of powerhouses have popped up in the Southern Domain Cultivation Realm. After we kill that kid, we’d better head back to the Demon Evil Sea quick!"

Wu Tianhua replied.

He’d thought the Southern Domain Cultivation Realm wouldn’t amount to much, but hadn’t expected to run into a Middle Stage Nascent Soul expert right away.

Gave him a bad feeling about all this.

...

Great Yu Imperial City.

"I hate them, I hate—!"

Within the Celestial Array of Divine Flame Heaven-Burning Spirit Transformation, Gao Yi gave a final miserable scream and died inside the array.

This array combined the might of several grand arrays; forget Golden Core Late Stage—even Nascent Soul experts, if unfamiliar with array power, would die inside.

"Nice!"

After draining Gao Yi’s spiritual energy, Lin Chang’sheng’s cultivation ticked up a notch again. He took a long breath and slowly stood.

Outside the city gates, the slaughter had reached a fever pitch.

Both sides were killing with wild abandon.

Lin Chang’sheng waved his arm—one hundred thousand Heaven-Devouring Worms instantly joined the battlefield.

These weren’t your average bugs.

They could even swallow cultivators’ magical artifacts; each Heaven-Devouring Worm had cultivation matching Foundation Establishment.

And the eight Heaven-Devouring Insect Kings were strong enough to rival Golden Core Cultivators.

In a fight like this, no need for the Insect Kings—even one hundred thousand Heaven-Devouring Worms could annihilate the Beimu Immortal Race’s entire army.

"Ah—!"

With the worm swarm unleashed, the Beimu Immortal Race wailed in agony, screams echoing everywhere.

Only Beimu Saintess Bai People, protected by five Golden Saber Guards, survived; the rest were instantly wiped out, corpses covering the ground.

"Trying to run?"

Lin Chang’sheng’s gaze turned icy as he spotted Bai People attempting escape.

As Beimu Saintess, her status was lofty—she surely held plenty of secrets.

Lin Chang’sheng’s understanding of the Beimu Immortal Race was still barely surface-level.

Know yourself, know the enemy—win every fight.

Lin Chang’sheng decided to capture the Beimu Saintess alive, to pry key info about the Immortal Race from her.

Bang—

Lin Chang’sheng flashed, deploying Inch Step Mile, and instantly appeared in front of Bai People, blocking their escape.

"Since you’re here, why not come inside for a visit?"

Lin Chang’sheng gazed at Bai People with a calm smile.

The woman’s figure and face were, honestly, flawless—curves exactly where they should be, breathtaking for sure.

Shame he had zero mercy for enemies.

Mercy to your enemy is cruelty to yourself.

"Lin Chang’sheng, I should’ve known it was you in there! You killed the Beimu Saint Heir—Master Bi Xi will never let you off!"

Bai People’s heart trembled in fear.

The moment she saw the hundred thousand Heaven-Devouring Worms, she knew exactly which young man was inside.

Who besides the freak Lin Chang’sheng could control such a swarm?

Even though Lin Chang’sheng was currently disguised as Yu Xiaochang,

The Beimu Saintess was no fool—she spotted him in a glance.

"Too bad you figured it out too late!"

Lin Chang’sheng didn’t bother talking further—he struck instantly.

His Middle Stage Nascent Soul divine sense unfurled, trapping all five Golden Saber Guards.

"What the—"

The five guards panicked, feeling as if a massive mountain pressed down on them.

Their chests were so heavy, they could hardly breathe.

Much less rally magical power to fight back.

Bam! Bam! Bam!—

Lin Chang’sheng charged in, palming each of the five Golden Saber Guards to death, shattering their heads with a single blow.

Bai People tried to fight, throwing out a talisman treasure to block his attack.

But before she could even activate its power, Lin Chang’sheng knocked her out with a single palm.

Then Lin Chang’sheng scooped her up and strode toward the Great Yu Imperial City.

Gotta admit, the girl’s body was soft as hell.

With the Heaven-Devouring Worms rampaging on the battlefield, the balance instantly tipped one-sided.

Aside from a few Beimu Immortal Race members fleeing at the outskirts, the enemy forces were basically wiped out.

The task of mopping up was left to the Great Yu soldiers.

Lin Chang’sheng brought Bai People into the Imperial Palace.

"Who’s she?"

Yu Wenjing eyed Lin Chang’sheng carrying another woman, a flicker of jealousy flashing in her eyes.

Thought Lin Chang’sheng had been fooling around outside.

"Beimu Saintess Bai People. I captured her alive. I’ve got plenty I want to ask."

Lin Chang’sheng replied bluntly.

Then he injected a stream of spiritual energy into Bai People, reviving her.

"Here’s your chance: Tell me everything I want to know, maybe I’ll let you live."

Lin Chang’sheng stared at Bai People and asked.

He had no intention of showing mercy to his enemies.

The words were just to make her talk.

Once Lin Chang’sheng got all the answers he wanted, her fate was sealed—death!

"Save your breath. Kill me, torture me, whatever—you’ll only live a few days more than I do."

"Killing the Beimu Saint Heir and angering Master Bi Xi, any Beimu Nascent Soul cultivator could easily crush you!"

Bai People knew—now that Lin Chang’sheng had gotten her, she’d never survive.

Even if she told him everything, he’d never let her go.

Might as well die quick.

With that, Bai People raised her palm to strike her own forehead.