Chapter 253 - 199: Celestial Ghost Devouring God Technique, Identity Exposed

Su Changkong and Jiu Wushang were both at the Middle Stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, fighting each other to a standstill.

Each clash exploded with a deafening boom that shook the heavens.

The other cultivators from the Celestial Ghost Sect, whose cultivation was weaker, couldn’t even get within one hundred feet of them.

Those few reckless enough to try were all either wounded or outright killed by the aftershocks of their magical power.

This included another major Tributor of the Celestial Ghost Sect, who thought that, with his Early Stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, he could lend Jiu Wushang a hand in slaughtering Su Changkong.

But after a few rounds of combat, he realized just how far his strength fell short of Su Changkong’s.

He only lasted a few moves before being severely injured and forced to flee.

The other Golden Core Elders of the Celestial Ghost Sect saw this and instantly backed off, fearing they’d be next to get smashed to bits.

In the next round of exchanges, both Su Changkong and Jiu Wushang were blasted back by each other’s fierce attacks, flying through the air.

Su Changkong was struck so hard by Jiu Wushang’s blow that even his magical power became unsettled and chaotic.

He hadn’t expected Jiu Wushang to be this formidable.

At the same time, Jiu Wushang wasn’t doing any better; his throat felt sweet, and he nearly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Clearly, his injuries were even more severe than Su Changkong’s.

"Su Changkong, is this all the cultivation you’ve got? I say you’d better crawl back to the Southern Realm! The Demon Evil Sea isn’t a place you belong!"

Jiu Wushang spat out coldly.

His words were clearly throwing Su Changkong a bone, giving him a way out.

He hadn’t expected Su Changkong to be such a tough opponent; if he wanted to suppress and kill him, he’d have to use a Celestial Ghost Secret Technique.

But that kind of secret technique had serious drawbacks—not only consuming his own lifespan but also leaving him weakened for a period after using it.

If the Sea God Tower appeared during that time, how would he compete for opportunities with all the other powerhouses?

So Jiu Wushang planned to let Su Changkong off for now; once he’d obtained the Sea God Tower’s chance and advanced to a Great Cultivator, that would be the day Su Changkong met his doom.

By then, forget a mere little Su Changkong—even the entire Southern Domain Cultivation Realm wouldn’t be worth his time.

But Su Changkong showed zero intention of backing off.

If he couldn’t capture Lin Chang’sheng today, who knew how long he’d have to wait until next time?

He had chased all the way from the Southern Realm’s interior, traveling hundreds of thousands of miles, just to track down Lin Chang’sheng.

"If you want me to leave, fine—just hand over Lin Chang’sheng!"

Su Changkong’s voice rang out, powerful and unwavering.

From that fierce aura alone, outsiders would never have guessed he’d been wounded.

"Lin Chang’sheng is a disciple of your Liuyun Immortal Sect, no? How could he be here in my Celestial Ghost Sect? If he were really here, he’d already be a corpse!"

Jiu Wushang shot back. Was this guy senile or what?

Coming to his Celestial Ghost Sect looking for Lin Chang’sheng?

"If you don’t hand him over, don’t blame my Spirit Treasure for being ruthless!"

Su Changkong had no patience for more talk. With a wave of his hand, he summoned the Spirit Treasure Celestial Vault Sword.

He radiated a murderous intent to massacre anyone in his path.

Jiu Wushang hadn’t expected Su Changkong to be this arrogant; he was just about to let him go, but the bastard didn’t appreciate it. Did he really think Jiu Wushang was someone to mess with?

"Fine! Then let me see for myself the power of your Spirit Treasure!"

Jiu Wushang was truly angry now. As magical power surged, he summoned his own Spirit Treasure—the Soul Refining Cauldron.

It was a tall, pitch-black cauldron, about ten feet high, resting on six legs.

Its rim was inlaid with engraved skulls, making the whole thing look downright terrifying.

As he called forth the Soul Refining Cauldron, Jiu Wushang was already operating the Celestial Ghost Secret Technique—Celestial Ghost Devouring God Technique—to enhance his cultivation.

This secret technique was exceedingly domineering, consuming his own lifespan to give a temporary power boost.

In just three breaths, Jiu Wushang’s cultivation surged to the Peak of Middle Stage Nascent Soul, even showing faint signs of breaking through further.

Jiu Wushang was on the verge of breaching the Hao Zhix bottleneck, and Su Changkong wasn’t about to wait—he slashed out, slicing the air with a thousand Sword Auras.

"Die!"

Su Changkong roared, and a thousand Sword Auras shot down like meteors, covering Jiu Wushang entirely.

But Jiu Wushang didn’t hesitate. He slammed his palm on the Soul Refining Cauldron, which swelled in the wind, transforming into a colossal cauldron a hundred feet across, charging forward.

Bang, bang, bang—

Countless Sword Auras struck the giant cauldron but couldn’t move it in the slightest, only raising ripples across its surface.

"What the...?"

Su Changkong’s pupils contracted as he watched. This demon sect bastard really was wicked, burning his own lifespan just to boost his cultivation by force?

But the results of that technique were incredibly obvious.

Just a moment ago, they’d been evenly matched; Su Changkong might have even had the upper hand.

But now, reinforced by the Celestial Ghost Secret Technique, Jiu Wushang was clearly stronger.

A thousand Sword Auras weren’t enough to damage the giant cauldron at all.

In a flash, the cauldron swooped down like a mountain range, smashing straight toward Su Changkong.

Su Changkong had no way to dodge—he could only throw a palm out to try to fend it off.

Bang—

But the cauldron’s momentum was unstoppable; Su Changkong’s palm seal only managed to slow it for a heartbeat.

The next instant, he was smashed flying, blood spraying from his mouth midair.

Clearly, his injuries were anything but minor.

Fortunately, Su Changkong was no slouch; right before he fell into the sea, he managed to stabilize himself.

But as soon as he found his footing, the giant cauldron came crashing down again from the heavens.

After suffering once, Su Changkong had no intention of tasting that cauldron a second time. Knowing how terrifying its power was, he didn’t dare clash head-on again.

He instantly dove into the sea, and his silhouette vanished.

"Ran away?"

Jiu Wushang waited a good while, but Su Changkong’s figure never surfaced from the water.

When his Divine Sense finally caught sight of Su Changkong again, the guy was already a hundred miles away.

That’s when realization dawned—Su Changkong had slipped away.

"Consider yourself lucky!"

Jiu Wushang spat coldly.

He had no plans to pursue.

After all, using the Celestial Ghost Devouring God Technique had cost him fifty years of lifespan and would leave him weak for some while.

If he chased Su Changkong and didn’t manage to kill him, it would only drain him further.

...

Three hundred miles from the Celestial Ghost Sect, Su Changkong found a small island.

He staggered to a landing on the islet.

"Lin Chang’sheng, if you’ve got guts, stay holed up in the Celestial Ghost Sect forever. The moment you step out, I’ll slaughter you!"

Ice-cold menace glinted in Su Changkong’s eyes.

He decided to heal up here for now.

Once his strength had recovered a bit, he’d come after Lin Chang’sheng to settle the score.

The kid had hidden himself inside the Celestial Ghost Sect, using Jiu Wushang to go after him.

Once he was alone, Su Changkong swore to leave him dead and buried.

...

In the Celestial Ghost Sect, Lin Chang’sheng saw the fight end, and with Su Changkong badly wounded and fleeing, he figured it was time to slip away himself.

If he hung around too long, Jiu Wushang would definitely spot something off about him.

If they realized he wasn’t really Luo Hao, he’d be in for a world of trouble.

With the Myriad Ghosts Pulling Technique already in hand, his next destination was the Corpse King Sect.

"Senior Brother Luo, wait up!"

Just as Lin Chang’sheng was getting ready to leave the Celestial Ghost Sect, the voices of the two Golden Core Elders of Heaven and Earth called out from behind him.

Afraid to give himself away, Lin Chang’sheng paused and turned to look.

"What is it, junior brothers?"

Lin Chang’sheng asked calmly.

The moment he said that, suspicion flickered in the two Golden Core Elders’ eyes, and they furrowed their brows.