Chapter 288 - 230: With His Own Strength, Battling the Three Sect Masters

Sea God Tower, eleventh floor space.

Standing before the three great Sect Leaders of the Demon Evil Sea, Lin Chang’sheng showed not the slightest sign of fear—on the contrary, his blood surged with excitement.

This battle would be enough to let him fight to his heart’s content.

The three Demon Sect Leaders, well aware that Lin Chang’sheng was anything but ordinary, instantly summoned their Spirit Treasures, encircling him as they launched their deadly assault.

"You little bastard, today is the day you die!"

Ding Changhai shouted angrily at Lin Chang’sheng.

His Spirit Treasure was actually a disk shaped much like a Bagua, and as he poured magical power into it, the wheel spun, unleashing streaks of black light.

Meanwhile, Jiang Yuyan’s treasure was a jet-green Jade Flute. Playing the flute let her attack an enemy’s Divine Soul, making them lose consciousness and fall under the control of her Demonic Sound.

Fu Junyue’s Spirit Treasure was, by comparison, much more conventional—a jet-green Coiling Snake Staff, upon which viper after viper moved as if they were alive.

In a flash, attacks from the disk, flute, and poisonous staff converged, all surging upon Lin Chang’sheng.

Faced with the encirclement of three Middle Stage Nascent Soul cultivators, Lin Chang’sheng dared not take them lightly. He immediately unleashed the power of the Dragon God Golden Body Saint Body.

ROAR—

A resonant dragon cry exploded through the heavens.

It was heard clearly from ten miles away.

The sound of the Dragon Soul shook the hearts of all, making the Demon Dao cultivators pale in terror.

The golden Divine Dragon charged into his body, and Lin Chang’sheng’s physical strength surged from Early Stage Nascent Soul up to the Peak of Middle Stage Nascent Soul.

"Break!"

Without another word, Lin Chang’sheng lunged forward, unleashing a fierce palm against the charging disk attack.

A massive Black Light Palm Seal shot toward the heavens, shrouding half the sky.

Boom! Boom! Boom—

The countless black light attacks unleashed by Ding Changhai were all shattered by Lin Chang’sheng’s Palm Seal.

The Palm Seal’s momentum did not lessen—as if it would never stop, it crashed directly toward Ding Changhai.

"This..."

Ding Changhai’s eyes flew wide, his face thunderstruck.

Lin Chang’sheng’s Body Strengthening Technique—did it truly let his fleshly body ascend a Small Realm?

Would that not mean, if he reached Middle Stage Nascent Soul, that his flesh could rival that of a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator?

"Huh? My Demonic Sound is useless against him?"

Even Jiang Yuyan was taken aback in that moment.

Her Demonic Sound had never failed her—any cultivator or demon beast struck by it had always come under her control.

She had originally planned to make Lin Chang’sheng her trump card by enslaving him with her Demonic Sound.

Yet to her shock, Lin Chang’sheng was utterly unaffected by the sound’s influence.

"Could it be that his Divine Consciousness Power is far greater than mine?"

This was the only explanation Jiang Yuyan could think of; otherwise, there was simply no accounting for why her Demonic Sound had failed so utterly.

Meanwhile, the attack from Fu Junyue in the rear was intercepted by a Late Stage King Corpse sent forth with a wave of Lin Chang’sheng’s hand.

King Corpses’ bodies were impervious, immune to all poisons.

So Fu Junyue’s blow landed with no effect at all on the King Corpse.

Instead, the King Corpse slammed a palm into her and sent her flying with a single strike.

"A K-King Corpse? At Great Cultivator Level? H-How is this possible..."

Fu Junyue’s mind reeled from the impact.

She was familiar enough with the Corpse King Sect.

Even Nie Buping could only refine Middle Stage Nascent Soul King Corpses—there was no way to craft one at the Nascent Soul Great Cultivator Level.

Yet here was a King Corpse rivaling that level, controlled by none other than this mere youth in his twenties, Lin Chang’sheng. How could she not be shocked?

"A Top Level King Corpse?"

Witnesses in the distance were likewise stunned beyond belief.

Li Jiantang even gasped in horror.

This kid Lin Chang’sheng not only knew the Southern Domain Immortal Technique, but also the Demon Sect Daoist Technique of the Demon Evil Sea?

He was a dual cultivator of righteous and evil!

In the future, eliminating this kid would be no easy feat!

Now that Lin Chang’sheng had the help of his King Corpse, his fight against the trio immediately became much easier.

"Lin Chang’sheng, I see you’ve mastered our Demon Dao techniques. Why not join us in the Celestial Demon Sect? You seem to care for Shuang’Er as well—if you join the Celestial Demon Sect, I’ll personally see her betrothed to you!"

As soon as she saw Lin Chang’sheng display Demon Path Techniques, Jiang Yuyan tried to recruit him.

The surprises Lin Chang’sheng brought were simply too many.

If he was willing to learn Demon Path Techniques, that meant he wasn’t entirely opposed to the Demonic Forces.

Perhaps he could be drawn into their ranks.

"Master, I—"

When Wan Wushuang heard Jiang Yuyan’s words, her eyes widened—in utter disbelief.

Master was going to betroth her to Lin Chang’sheng? Was she hearing right?

Only a short while ago, Master had promised to help her kill Lin Chang’sheng.

"Sect Leader Jiang, I appreciate your kind offer, but it seems Miss Wan is not too keen—let’s put this aside. After all, a forced melon is never sweet!"

"However, if you want me to join the Celestial Demon Sect, it’s not impossible—I only have one condition."

Lin Chang’sheng smiled, thinking, "No wonder Jiang Yuyan is a Sect Leader—she knows when to lift and when to let go."

Seeing how hard it would be to deal with him, she’d rather try to recruit him than force a deadly clash.

But her cunning plans would come to nothing—for Lin Chang’sheng had never truly regarded these demonic factions as a threat.

Since they’d set their sights on killing him, then they all had to die!

"What condition?"

Jiang Yuyan asked, intrigued.

If she could win him over, it would be far better than a fight where both sides perished.

"First, survive my attack!"

Lin Chang’sheng looked at Jiang Yuyan, his words matching his icy gaze.

At that, Jiang Yuyan’s chest heaved with fury.

This brat—how dare he be so arrogant when she’d just shown faith in him, and offered him so much goodwill?

"Bold fool! Our Sect Leader esteems you, and you dare be so ungrateful?"

The Shadow Tributor of the Celestial Demon Sect shouted in anger.

Within the Celestial Demon Sect, there were four major tributors and one Supreme Elder.

They made up the most formidable faction among the five great powers of the Demon Evil Sea.

No one really knew the Shadow Tributor’s true name—what everyone did know was that his Body Technique was almost unimaginably fast, visible only as afterimages.

Hence, he was called Shadow Tributor.

"You want respect? Fine—if you can withstand one move from me, I’ll have nothing more to say!"

Lin Chang’sheng sneered at the Shadow Tributor.

"Then let me test you myself!"

The Shadow Tributor had long found Lin Chang’sheng insufferable—this brat was the height of arrogance.

As soon as he spoke, his form blurred into an afterimage, dashing straight for Lin Chang’sheng, a short dagger concealed within his robe.

"Third Tributor, no!"

Jiang Yuyan tried to halt the Shadow Tributor’s charge, but it was too late. In the blink of an eye, he was already within three feet of Lin Chang’sheng.

The short dagger in his hand was about to slice open Lin Chang’sheng’s throat.

All at once, he felt the pressure of the space around him soar, slowing him as if he moved through molasses.

"That’s—Nascent Soul Great Cultivator Level Divine Sense?"

The Shadow Tributor’s pupils dilated in shock.

BOOM—

Just as realization dawned, Lin Chang’sheng unleashed a Fist Aura that blasted into the Shadow Tributor’s chest.

The thunderous impact shattered his heart in a spray of blood—he died instantly, slaughtered by a single punch of Lin Chang’sheng.

This scene left all who witnessed it utterly dumbstruck.

Even the Shadow Tributor, famed for his speed, was killed by Lin Chang’sheng in a single strike.

The gap in cultivation between the two was absolutely massive.