Chapter 283 - 225: Jiu Wushang Falls, Ziyue Rescued

To keep Jiu Wushang from lashing out like a cornered dog, Lin Chang’sheng didn’t go to kill him himself.

After all, the power of a Nascent Soul cultivator’s self-detonation is nothing to sneeze at.

Plus, Lin Chang’sheng had no idea what other aces up his sleeve Jiu Wushang might have.

Better play it safe.

"Kill!"

With a wave of his hand, Lin Chang’sheng summoned the fused Late Stage King Corpse he’d just refined.

Controlling the King Corpse, he sent it straight at Jiu Wushang.

"What—the hell...how is this possible?"

Jiu Wushang’s eyes went wide with shock when he saw Lin Chang’sheng controlling that Late Stage Corpse Puppet hurtling toward him.

Corpse Control Technique was a secret art of the Corpse King Sect; how the hell did Lin Chang’sheng learn it?

And this punk wasn’t just controlling some regular Corpse Puppet—but one from the Late Stage of Nascent Soul!

This thing’s combat strength could rival a damn Nascent Soul Great Cultivator!

Which meant Lin Chang’sheng must’ve slaughtered all those Corpse King Sect guys, too.

Even though it’s just a Corpse Puppet, this King Corpse’s cultivation was still crazy strong.

Easily, it crushed Jiu Wushang across multiple realms—one move and Jiu Wushang was smashed into the ground, leaving a huge crater.

"You little bastard, you won’t get shit from me!"

Jiu Wushang’s eyes were full of frustration; he knew he was destined to die at Lin Chang’sheng’s hand today.

No way was he leaving his corpse for Lin Chang’sheng to refine—so he planned to self-detonate.

But would Lin Chang’sheng let him do that?

He teleported right in front of the wounded Jiu Wushang and finished him off with one slash.

"I was going to have some fun torturing you, but looks like you got off easy! Now I’ll just have to torture your Nascent Soul!"

Lin Chang’sheng thought to himself, then pulled out the Myriad Soul Banner, waiting for Jiu Wushang’s Nascent Soul to emerge—capturing it instantly.

Bzzz—

Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, a golden Nascent Soul shot out of Jiu Wushang’s forehead, moving at blazing speed—it covered ten miles in the time it takes to blink.

This kind of Nascent Soul Instant Teleportation was way faster than any cultivator’s movement.

"Capture!"

Luckily, Lin Chang’sheng had the Myriad Soul Banner in hand.

With a sweep of the Soul Banner, it blanketed the land for a hundred miles.

He immediately sucked Jiu Wushang’s Nascent Soul inside.

"Nie Buping, your old friend’s here. Aren’t you going to welcome him?"

Lin Chang’sheng grinned—things were about to get lively inside the Myriad Soul Banner.

Inside the banner, Nie Buping was shaken the moment he heard Lin Chang’sheng’s voice. In the next instant, he saw Jiu Wushang’s Nascent Soul get trapped too.

"Sect Leader Jiu, you—you too—"

Nie Buping could only sigh; damn, was there no one who could stop this bastard?

Even Jiu Wushang’s Nascent Soul got captured—no doubt, his body was dead and gone.

Jiu Wushang was surprised to see Nie Buping here, although he knew Nie Buping had already died at Lin Chang’sheng’s hands.

Just didn’t expect his Nascent Soul couldn’t escape, either.

"Guess I gotta admit defeat! This kid’s talent is insane—someone really should’ve killed him before he grew too strong."

Jiu Wushang sighed helplessly; what else could he say at this point?

Had to pin all his hopes on one last person.

"Sigh—"

The two could only let out heavy, helpless sighs.

Now that they’d landed in Lin Chang’sheng’s hands, there was nothing to do but accept their crappy luck.

...

Demon Evil Sea, Celestial Ghost Sect base.

Crack—

Inside the Celestial Ghost Sect Ancestor Forbidden Area, an old man shrouded in black robes suddenly heard the sound of something shattering.

He looked up to see Jiu Wushang’s Soul Token had snapped in two, startling him.

"Wushang was killed? By who?"

The black-robed elder was furious; for ages, theirs was the sect that killed others—now someone dared murder them? Unacceptable.

He chanted a series of techniques, and a crystal-clear Stone Jade floated before him.

Sending out a barrage of techniques into the jade, Lin Chang’sheng’s figure appeared atop the stone.

The elder’s eyes went even wider at the sight.

This kid—so young—could actually kill Jiu Wushang? His talent’s off the charts.

"Nice, this one’s a real prodigy. After I kill him, I’ll take his place—keh keh keh—"

The old man let out a chilling, sinister laugh, as if he’d forgotten all about Jiu Wushang’s death.

...

Sea God Tower.

After killing Jiu Wushang, Lin Chang’sheng put his corpse in a storage bag.

No time to sort through Jiu Wushang’s storage bag for treasures—Lin Chang’sheng hustled straight for the Central Teleportation Array.

Needed to hurry to the Eleventh Floor space.

Because Sea God Tower only had two more floors left.

If he was late, the other Demon Evil Sea cultivators would grab all the loot.

Once they left Demon Evil Sea, tracking them down would be nearly impossible.

"Ziyue, don’t look back—run!"

Just as Lin Chang’sheng was about to teleport to the Eleventh Floor—

He saw a cloud of dust billowing in the distance, and colossal beasts flying overhead.

In front of these Demon Beasts, several tiny figures were fleeing at top speed.

Lin Chang’sheng squinted—turns out he knew almost all of them: not just Gao Ziyue and Ji Ruyan, but also Yu Lingfei, Zhuo Yijian, Cao De, Zhuge Buping, Li Jiantang, and others.

Ah—

The slower Golden Core disciples were instantly ripped to shreds by the flying beasts behind, swallowed whole.

If it had just been Li Jiantang and the rest, Lin Chang’sheng wouldn’t have cared—their lives had nothing to do with him.

But Gao Ziyue and Yu Lingfei were here, and he did owe them somewhat.

He shot out like a blazing streak, swinging Blood Blade in his hand to unleash a Celestial Vault Blade Aura right at the Tower-Suppressing Celestial Demon.

This Tower-Suppressing Celestial Demon was enormous, tough as hell; even Golden Core Late Stage experts like Li Jiantang and Ji Ruyan could only scratch its skin with their techniques—so they were forced to keep running with their disciples.

BOOOOM—

The Celestial Vault Blade Aura struck the Tower-Suppressing Celestial Demon’s skull, splitting it clean in half.

Dark green blood gushed everywhere.

Sssss—

The blood hit the ground and hissed with fierce corrosion.

All the grass and trees nearby withered away, eaten by acid.

"Lin—Brother Lin?"

Gao Ziyue’s beautiful eyes rippled with shock when she saw Lin Chang’sheng slay the Tower-Suppressing Celestial Demon with one blow.

"Did—did he break through to Nascent Soul?"

Beside her, Yu Lingfei showed the same look of awe.

Back in the day, they’d all started out equal.

Now, Lin Chang’sheng had left them far behind.

"Elder Ji, how did you all end up in the Sea God Space?"

After killing the demon beast, Lin Chang’sheng turned to Ji Ruyan and asked.

"An omen appeared in Demon Evil Sea, so we rushed here right away. When we saw the Sea God Tower was still open, we entered. But right after, these Tower-Suppressing Celestial Demons woke up—we’ve been running for our lives ever since. Thank heavens you showed up, or we’d be screwed!"

Ji Ruyan told it straight—against these beasts, they didn’t stand a chance.

"Brother Lin! Long time no see! You already broke through to Nascent Soul?"

Not far off, Cao De saw Lin Chang’sheng had ascended to the Nascent Soul Stage and grinned with pure envy.

But behind him, Zhuge Buping, Li Jiantang, and the others didn’t look nearly as cheerful.

After all, Lin Chang’sheng was an exiled traitor from Liuyun Immortal Sect, marked for death by his old sect.

But right now, Lin Chang’sheng’s cultivation was already at Nascent Soul. With Li Jiantang’s strength, killing him would be a fool’s dream.