"Damn it! Could Nie Buping have stolen the opportunity and wants to keep it all to himself?"
Fu Junyue, the Empress Yin of Taiyin Island, saw that the place was empty and yielded nothing, immediately looking displeased.
Fu Junyue was a master of poisonâher entire body was toxic.
Wherever she went, all vegetation withered.
Thatâs why green veins crawled across her face, making her look extremely bizarre.
"I donât think so; maybe Nie Buping is already dead!"
Ding Changhai, the Hall Master of Yin Yang Hall, speculated.
Because even though there werenât any corpses here, the vast splashes of blood made it clear someone died here.
If the opponent died, then thereâd have to be survivors among the Corpse King Sect.
Yet right now, every member of the Corpse King Sect was gone, so obviously, the ones who died werenât their enemies.
It was all the top cultivators of the Corpse King Sect.
"What? Nie Buping is dead? Who did it?"
Fu Junyue was a bit surprised. Nie Buping was a Middle Stage Nascent Soul cultivator, and he always had a Corpse Puppet with him.
Killed in less than the time it takes to burn an incense stick? Who could have done that?
"Could it be that Su Changkong or Ling Yue broke through to become a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator?"
Jiang Yuyan couldnât help but guessâmaybe only if that was the case could Nie Buping be crushed so swiftly by the other side.
Even his Nascent Soul didnât have a chance to escape.
"That possibility canât be ruled out, so weâd better stick together. Otherwise, if weâre caught alone, they might find an opening to strike."
Ding Changhai couldnât make up his mind eitherâhe didnât know who exactly had killed Nie Buping.
But for now, the best plan was for them to band together. Otherwise, split up, theyâd only be picked off by that unknown enemy.
.....
Lin Changâsheng, at this moment, couldnât care less what they were thinking.
Heâd taken Nie Bupingâs opportunity and wiped out the top fighters of the Corpse King Sectâthis time, the harvest was immense.
There was no time to rush to the upper-level space.
So Lin Changâsheng once again concealed his presence.
He planned to strengthen himself first, then trouble the other forces of the Demon Evil Sea.
Lin Changâsheng found an underground cavern, and after entering, concealed the entrance.
He then pulled the Spirit Treasures out from his Storage Bag.
Among these three Spirit Treasures, one stood out as a Middle Grade Spirit Treasureâthe Fiery Flame Tornado Spear.
The spearâs entire body glowed red, as if forged in raging fireâwaves of fiery flame rolled off it.
Its rank was a whole level above Lin Changâshengâs current Spirit Treasure, the Godslaying Blade.
"Including the Spirit Treasures left by the slain Nascent Soul cultivators, Iâve got a total of eight! That should be enough to fuse them, right?"
Lin Changâsheng calculated. After all, every time he killed a Nascent Soul cultivator, he claimed their Spirit Treasure.
That included the ones from Blood Demon Ascendant, Tributor Luo Hao, Seven Fiends Tributor, Tributor Bai Ting, and Nie Bupingâs Spirit Treasure.
At that thought, Lin Changâsheng immediately opened his panel.
[Detected: 8 Lower Grade Spirit Treasures. Fuse into 4 Middle Grade Spirit Treasures?]
"Fuse!"
Lin Changâsheng clicked "Fuse" without hesitation.
The seven Lower Grade Spirit Treasures before him burst with radiant light and began merging.
The last one was the Godslaying Blade within Lin Changâshengâs body.
As the Spirit Treasures fused, the radiance was so dazzling that Lin Changâsheng could hardly keep his eyes open.
After about three breaths, the light faded, and before him appeared four yet-unnamed Middle Grade Spirit Treasures.
[Detected: 5 Middle Grade Spirit Treasures. Fuse into 1 Upper Grade Spirit Treasure?]
The fusion had just finished when the panel prompted him again.
The four fused weapons plus the Fiery Flame Tornado Spear made five Middle Grade Spirit Treasures in total.
Five Middle Grade Spirit Treasures could be fused into one Upper Grade Spirit Treasure?
That was an incredible deal!
In the Immortal Relic Land, obtaining even a single Middle Grade Spirit Treasure was a tremendous Creation.
After all, most Nascent Soul cultivators only had Basic Level Spirit Treasures.
Even Nie Bupingâs Spirit Treasure was no exception.
It showed how rare and hard it was to get a Middle Grade Spirit Treasure.
But via the panelâs fusion, Lin Changâsheng could obtain an Upper Grade Spirit Treasureâits power could absolutely crush anyone elseâs treasure in the Immortal Relic Land.
Although fusing five Intermediate treasures was a hefty cost, it was worth it.
"Fuse!"
Without a second thought, Lin Changâsheng hit the fuse button again.
Buzzzâ
In an instant, the five Middle Grade Spirit Treasures in front of him converged, exploding with dazzling golden brilliance.
This fusion took much longer than before.
After nearly half the time it takes to burn an incense stick, the golden radiance finally faded.
[Fusion complete. Please choose the type of your new Spirit Treasure: blade, spear, staff, axe, halberd, etc.!]
"Blade!"
Lin Changâsheng chose "blade" without hesitation.
In the next instant, a blood-red blade appeared before Lin Changâsheng.
Perhaps because part of the Fiery Flame Tornado Spear was mixed in, the whole blade glowed crimson, exuding a bloodthirsty aura.
[Model: blade. Please name this Spirit Treasure.]
The panel popped up again.
"The whole blade is blood-red. Letâs call it the Bloodthirsty Mad Saber!"
Lin Changâsheng picked a name that perfectly matched the weapon.
He hoped this saber would one day drink the blood of all his enemies alongside him.
Once everything was set, the Bloodthirsty Mad Saber landed into Lin Changâshengâs hand.
The blade was completely blood-red, as if it had bathed in the blood of millions; just a glance made oneâs heart run cold.
Swoosh swoosh swooshâ
Lin Changâsheng swung the blade a few times, finding the grip exceptionally comfortable.
After all, his physical strength now matched the Peak of Middle Stage Nascent Soul. Unleashing his full might, it even felt lighter than the Godslaying Blade heâd wielded before the fusion.
This saber was just right.
"I wonder how powerful it is?"
Lin Changâsheng felt a vague anticipationâthe might of a Third Grade Spirit Treasure would surely be extraordinary.
But now wasnât the time to test its blade aura.
After storing away the Godslaying Blade, Lin Changâsheng decided to check out Nie Bupingâs corpse.
He remembered that when Nascent Soul cultivators died, their Nascent Soul usually escaped.
So why was it different for Nie Buping? Thereâd been no sign of his Nascent Soul.
Unless he was hiding in the body, waiting to ambush if Lin Changâsheng let his guard down?
Holding the Myriad Soul Banner in one hand, Lin Changâsheng pulled Nie Bupingâs corpse out of the Storage Bag.
What surprised him was that Nie Bupingâs body had already begun to stiffen, slowly taking on the state of a Corpse Puppet.
"Could he be trying to resurrect through corpse possession? Revive by borrowing his own corpse?"
The thought startled Lin Changâsheng.
A Nascent Soul cultivatorâs Nascent Soul could indeed seize anotherâs body for rebirth.
But heâd never heard of something as bizarre as Nie Buping trying to resurrect using his own corpse.
He mustâve prepared something in advance: the moment he died, heâd turn into a Corpse Puppet, and his Nascent Soul could possess and control it.
That way, he could seize the Corpse Puppetâs body and live again.
"If Iâd found out a little later, you really might have pulled it off!"
Seeing Nie Buping on the verge of succeeding in his wicked ploy, Lin Changâsheng slammed a palm down, crushing the Corpse Puppetâs skull.
The next instant, a beam of golden light shot outâit was Nie Bupingâs true spirit.
"You bastard! You keep ruining my plansâI wonât let you get away with this!"
Nie Buping roared in anger.
If heâd had just one more incense stickâs time, he couldâve used corpse possession to resurrect.
He never imagined Lin Changâsheng would ruin his plan and force his Nascent Soul to flee.