Chapter 260 - 206: Tower of Myriad Demons, Sea God Tower Emerges

"Sect Leader Su, if you insist, let’s see you try!"

Ling Yue was utterly unafraid.

She was determined to protect Lin Chang’sheng.

Only if Lin Chang’sheng rises will the Southern Domain Cultivation Realm have hope in the future.

Otherwise, the Southern Domain Cultivation Realm won’t be able to stand firm in this Immortal Relic Land.

It might even be devoured by all the great powers.

"Jiaoyue Fairy, this started because of me. You should stay out of it!"

Lin Chang’sheng reminded her sternly.

As long as Ling Yue left, he could have Xiaobai take him away.

If he left Ling Yue behind, her life would surely be in danger.

"Stay out of it? You absorbed my sect’s Holy Land spiritual energy, and if you just up and die, isn’t that a blatant waste? If you have to die, you better die at my hands. Before the three great Demon Sects arrive, you’d better get lost. I’ll settle the score with you later!"

Ling Yue gazed earnestly at Lin Chang’sheng as she spoke.

This left Lin Chang’sheng somewhat at a loss for words.

He hadn’t expected Ling Yue already knew he’d taken the Holy Land’s spiritual energy.

He’d thought he’d escaped quickly enough, silent as a shadow.

"Leave? You think you’ll leave? All of you are staying! Little bastard, you killed my son—today, you pay with your life!"

Nie Buping shouted furiously.

He’d thought Su Changkong would crush Lin Chang’sheng, but never expected Ling Yue to come charging in.

Now it seemed they had no choice but to act.

Nie Buping now knew Lin Chang’sheng had killed Nie Xiangyuan.

When he’d left, Nie Buping had been too hasty to spot Lin Chang’sheng’s flaws, but upon his return, he’d heard the escape tale.

He immediately understood—his son, Nie Xiangyuan, and the Seven Fiends Tributor had all probably been slain by Lin Chang’sheng.

Today, Lin Chang’sheng must not escape alive.

As his voice faded, Nie Buping wasted no more time, charging straight at Lin Chang’sheng for revenge.

Jiu Wushang wasn’t to be outdone; Lin Chang’sheng had killed many from his Celestial Ghost Sect.

This blood debt had to be repaid.

Not to mention, Lin Chang’sheng had even absorbed the power of eight heavens and earths; his Divine Sense was monstrous.

Refining his soul into the Myriad Soul Banner—nothing could be more perfect.

Both Nie Buping and Jiu Wushang’s eyes were fixed on Lin Chang’sheng.

By contrast, Su Changkong and Ling Yue were not their targets.

"Back off! Lin Chang’sheng is mine!"

Su Changkong barked, voice thunderous.

Lin Chang’sheng was his key to breaking through the shackles—he absolutely couldn’t let him fall into Demon Sect hands.

He immediately leaped into the fray, hoping to beat the two Demon Sect leaders to Lin Chang’sheng and crush him first.

Ling Yue saw this and didn’t dare delay, instantly blocking Su Changkong’s path.

She wasn’t about to let Su Changkong succeed.

"Sect Leader Su, I urge you to reconsider. How about joining forces with me to oppose the Demon Sects, and handling your business with Lin Chang’sheng later? What do you say?"

Ling Yue tried to persuade Su Changkong.

If Su Changkong teamed up with her to fight the Demon Sects, all three of them had a chance to survive.

If they fought among themselves, they’d probably all die here.

"You—"

Su Changkong was so angry at Ling Yue he nearly coughed up blood.

He was here to kill Lin Chang’sheng; if he joined forces with Ling Yue, wouldn’t he be saving him?

How could he let this brat Lin Chang’sheng benefit from that?

But at this moment Su Changkong had little choice.

If he didn’t cooperate with Ling Yue, Lin Chang’sheng would probably get crushed by the two Demon Sect leaders.

Then Lin Chang’sheng’s soul would be refined into the Myriad Soul Banner by the Celestial Ghost Sect, and his body turned into a Corpse Puppet by the Corpse King Sect—he’d get nothing out of it.

"Fine! Drive these two away, and if you dare stop me from crushing Lin Chang’sheng again, I’ll wipe out your Yanyue Immortal Sect too!"

Su Changkong had no choice but to agree.

As the two joined the fray to fight Nie Buping and Jiu Wushang,

Lin Chang’sheng was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

He was struggling just to fight one Middle Stage Nascent Soul cultivator,

let alone two—he didn’t stand a chance.

"Xiaobai, what are you waiting for? Make your move!"

Lin Chang’sheng communicated with Xiaobai via Divine Sense, intending her to use her Space Secret Technique to get him out.

As for Ling Yue—he simply couldn’t worry about her right now!

"Now, when you’re in danger, you think of me? Why not holler for Yun Chan? You call her ’Master’ so sweetly!"

Xiaobai’s voice wafted out, dripping with jealousy.

So, everything he’d been up to, Xiaobai had seen from inside the Spirit Beast Bag?

"Xiaobai, it’s not what you think, I—"

Boom—

Before Lin Chang’sheng could finish, Nie Buping struck, his Mid Nascent Soul magical power blasting Lin Chang’sheng into the air.

Even though Lin Chang’sheng possessed the Dragon God Golden Body Saint Body and could endure for now, he couldn’t hold out long.

Who knew if Su Changkong might change sides again?

Might even sabotage him behind his back. Lin Chang’sheng placed no faith in Su Changkong genuinely helping him.

"You little bastard, die!"

Suddenly, Jiu Wushang appeared behind Lin Chang’sheng—slamming his palm toward Lin Chang’sheng’s back, aiming to end him in a single blow.

As danger struck, Lin Chang’sheng threw a punch right back.

"Dragon God’s World Destruction!"

Roooar—

This punch carried immense power—a dragon’s roar echoed through a hundred miles of sea.

Rumble—

Fist and palm collided violently, sending waves into a frenzy across the sea.

Lin Chang’sheng and Jiu Wushang were both blasted backward.

But Lin Chang’sheng was sent farther back.

After all, his cultivation couldn’t compare.

Unfortunately, as Lin Chang’sheng was sent flying, he crashed straight into Su Changkong’s path.

Su Changkong saw the opportunity—he’d never let it slip by.

He instantly adjusted his attack trajectory, and his palm shot toward the back of Lin Chang’sheng’s head.

If this palm struck and killed Lin Chang’sheng, he could use a secret art to escape this place.

Once he captured Lin Chang’sheng’s opportunity, he could then break through his shackles.

"Damn—"

Feeling the deadly palm closing in behind him, Lin Chang’sheng had no time to defend.

But just as Su Changkong’s palm was about to crush Lin Chang’sheng, golden light erupted from within his body.

Suddenly, a Nine-Layer Divine Tower manifested at his back.

Boom—

A deep crash sounded—the Nine-Layer Divine Tower didn’t budge an inch, completely blocking Su Changkong’s strike.

"Master, your humble servant comes to your aid!"

In the next instant, Yun Chan’s voice rang out.

She dashed out from the Spirit Beast Bag, directing the Nine-Layer Divine Tower to block all attacks for Lin Chang’sheng.

"This Treasure Tower of yours seems quite extraordinary..."

Even Lin Chang’sheng was surprised—this Nine-Layer Tower could withstand a Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator’s attack?

"This is the Tower of Myriad Demons, the supreme treasure of my Eastern Emperor Demon Race! It can contain ten thousand beasts—the more demon beasts within, the greater its power!"

Yun Chan explained it clearly.

As the Demon Emperor’s daughter, it was only fitting that she held the race’s supreme treasure.

After all, she was his only daughter. Whenever there was news, the Demon Emperor would immediately send demon beast legions into the Southern Realm to look for her.

Clearly, the Demon Emperor doted on her deeply.

"Tower of Myriad Demons? Are you from the Eastern Emperor Demon Race?"

When Su Changkong saw the Tower of Myriad Demons, his pupils shrank to pinpricks.

Just how many opportunities had Lin Chang’sheng stumbled onto?

By his side was not only a white fox capable of space-walking, now there was a demon race noble protecting him too?

And it seemed her identity was anything but ordinary.

This Tower of Myriad Demons was no mere trinket.

Not just anyone could own such a treasure.

"For a cow-nosed old Taoist, you’ve got sharp eyes. You know the power of the Tower of Myriad Demons, so why aren’t you running yet?"

Yun Chan put her hands on her hips and pouted adorably.

"Run? Looks to me like you’re the ones who ought to be running!"

Su Changkong snapped, voice rising.

He’d tried to take Lin Chang’sheng down with a sneak attack,

but this girl ruined it all.

She’d totally screwed up his master plan.

Woooooooo—

Just as the battle raged on,

a Demon Evil Storm swept brutally across the ocean.

At first, no one cared; after all, Demon Evil Storms were strong, but couldn’t do much to Nascent Soul stage cultivators.

But this storm kept getting fiercer and fiercer,

even drawing all the seawater up into the sky.

The ocean level dropped suddenly, finally catching everyone’s attention.

"Is...is the Sea God Tower appearing?"

Jiu Wushang’s eyes went wide, staring at the celestial anomaly, muttering to himself.

Because this time, the storm was stronger than anything before.

The seawater sucked into the heavens showed no sign of falling, turning the sky into a sea itself.

And at the very heart of the distant storm, a terrifying dragon-absorbs-river phenomenon appeared.

It was like the Dragon God was enraged, draining all the sea dry.

"Over there!"

Jiu Wushang spotted the Sea God Tower emerging.

He instantly gave up attacking Lin Chang’sheng, rushing toward the storm’s center.

The Sea God Tower was a once-in-centuries anomaly.

It only appeared briefly—miss it, and you’d regret it forever.

He could kill Lin Chang’sheng any time—there was no rush now.

Even Nie Buping, upon seeing the phenomenon, stopped trying to crush Lin Chang’sheng.

He too sped toward the eye of the maelstrom.

The Sea God Tower was a phenomenal opportunity—if they could obtain it, they could break through their shackles.

"Could it be the Sea God’s Ruins surfacing?"

Su Changkong watched the two men rush off, stunned in his heart.

He hadn’t imagined that, chasing Lin Chang’sheng, he’d run into the emergence of the Sea God Tower.

This kind of opportunity was not to be missed!

With a flash of light, Su Changkong soared toward the storm’s center as well.

"Thank you, Jiaoyue Fairy, for your help. I, Lin Chang’sheng, will never forget this debt!"

Lin Chang’sheng called out his gratitude to Ling Yue.

Even though he’d been able to escape on his own,

she had come all this way to help him—he had to thank her.

"No need for pleasantries. As long as you survive, I have no regrets. The Sea God Tower is surfacing—do you plan to go?"

Ling Yue asked bluntly, icy-cool as ever.

The Sea God Tower was no ordinary place but a Grotto Heaven Blessed Land left behind by a Divinity Transformation Ancestor.

It contained tremendous opportunities.

Gain them, and one could not only ascend to Nascent Soul Great Cultivator, but might even soar to the Upper Realm.

"How could I miss such an opportunity?"

Opportunities like this were rare—he’d be a fool to skip it.

Lin Chang’sheng then used the Bone Transformation Technique to return to his true appearance.

Since his identity was already exposed, there was no point in hiding anymore.

He and Ling Yue then headed for the storm’s eye together,

wanting to see firsthand what marvel this Sea God Tower truly was.

If they could obtain the means to advance to Nascent Soul, nothing could be better.

The closer to the heart of the storm, the fiercer it became.

Finally, only those with a Golden Core body or greater could withstand its force—

any lesser cultivation was simply destroyed by the storm.

When they got to the center, plenty of people had already gathered.

Most were the masters of the Five Great Sects from the Demon Evil Sea, plus all kinds of Sacrificial Elders and their prodigy disciples.

Lin Chang’sheng even spotted several familiar faces in the crowd.

They were the new generation prodigies of the Five Great Demon Sects: Yin Yang Hall’s Bu Tianzhi, Celestial Demon Sect’s Wan Wushuang, Taiyin Island’s Jian Kefa, and others.

Lin Chang’sheng had met these prodigies back when the Void Divine Hall opened.

"It’s him?"

When Wan Wushuang saw Lin Chang’sheng, hate flashed in her eyes.