Chapter 289 - 231: The Three Sects Suffer Defeat, Su Changkong Takes Action

After smashing the Shadow Tributor with a single punch, Lin Chang’sheng showed no intention of stopping.

He directed the King Corpse to launch a direct assault on Fu Junyue of Taiyin Island.

While he himself went up against Ding Changhai and Jiang Yuyan.

Under the suppression of Lin Chang’sheng’s Divine Sense at the Nascent Soul Great Cultivator Level, Ding Changhai and Jiang Yuyan’s strength dropped sharply; they couldn’t unleash the full potential of their cultivation.

"Die!"

Lin Chang’sheng swung his blade, unleashing the full power of the Demon God Celestial Fury Slash.

This move was ferocious—back when he was at the Golden Core Stage, it could already match the might of a Nascent Soul.

Now that Lin Chang’sheng had reached the Nascent Soul stage, its power was even greater.

Where the Blade Aura swept through, the air was thick with a pungent, bloody scent.

Shrouded beneath that overwhelming smell of blood, a massive Demon God charged forth, its mighty presence pressing down so hard that all the Demon Dao watchers held their breath.

At this moment, it was as if Lin Chang’sheng himself was the Demon Venerable.

It made them tremble in fear.

Jiang Yuyan, discovering that her Demonic Sound attack was useless against Lin Chang’sheng, stopped using it immediately.

She summoned an Upper Grade Magical Treasure and slashed out streaks of Sword Aura to counter him.

Ding Changhai didn’t back down either; he injected nearly all his magical power into the Yin Yang Wheel, making it blaze brilliantly, while black rays shot out as densely as falling rain.

Boom boom boom—

In an instant, attacks collided fiercely again in midair.

With the explosions echoing, the Blade Aura Lin Chang’sheng unleashed cut through everything like a hot knife through butter, smashing Ding Changhai and Jiang Yuyan’s attacks and sending them flying.

Wah—

Ding Changhai was knocked back, a sweetness rising in his throat, unable to hold it in as he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Jiang Yuyan fared no better, blood spilling from her lips—clearly, she’d been seriously wounded.

Shock filled both their eyes.

This guy’s cultivation—is it really this overpowering?

The three Sect Leaders working together still couldn’t suppress him? Instead, they’d been badly wounded by him!

Given all this, Lin Chang’sheng’s claim of killing Nie Buping and Jiu Wushang was probably true!

If either of them faced Lin Chang’sheng alone, there was no chance they’d even escape alive.

As Lin Chang’sheng took down Ding Changhai and Jiang Yuyan, Fu Junyue was also wounded on the ground by the elite King Corpse.

This scene left everyone around utterly stunned.

The three top Demon Evil Sea powerhouses had surrounded Lin Chang’sheng, yet couldn’t do a damn thing—and even got hurt by him?

What kind of monster was this guy?

"This..."

Li Jiantang’s pupils were filled with complete shock.

He’d thought Lin Chang’sheng was certain to die today, but unexpectedly, not only did he survive, the three Sect Leaders were now being overpowered.

So, apart from a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator, is there really no one who can handle him?

"Fuhu, get out—now!"

Li Jiantang realized things were going very wrong; the three Sect Leaders couldn’t defeat Lin Chang’sheng. If Lin Chang’sheng discovered Zhao Fuhu here, he’d definitely kill him.

Because Li Jiantang also knew what Zhao Fuhu had done in the Great Yu Imperial City back then.

If it weren’t for Zhao Fuhu, Yu Wenjing never would’ve been captured by the Celestial Concealment Divine Master.

That crime—Lin Chang’sheng would most certainly lay at Zhao Fuhu’s feet.

"Yes, Master!"

Zhao Fuhu could tell things were falling apart too.

Lin Chang’sheng’s strength far exceeded anything they’d imagined.

Zhao Fuhu had wanted to wait until he left to seize an opportunity and slay Lin Chang’sheng one day.

But now, it was obvious—the gap between them was so vast, no lucky break would be enough to make up for it.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Fuhu prepared to bolt.

"Brother Lin’s cultivation—is it really this terrifying?"

Gao Ziyue was shell-shocked. She’d been worried for Lin Chang’sheng, but now realized she’d been anxious for nothing.

Lin Chang’sheng was strong enough to take on the three Sect Leaders by himself.

"I knew he was special—how could a golden-scaled dragon ever be content in a pond?"

Yu Lingfei’s eyes sparkled with excitement.

From the moment Lin Chang’sheng acquired eight streams of Heaven and Earth Qi, he’d displayed talent beyond any other prodigy.

With all those lucky encounters stacked up, he’d finally become a Divine Dragon soaring the nine heavens.

Remembering how Lin Chang’sheng saved her, Yu Lingfei couldn’t help but blush.

"What a shame! If only this one could’ve stayed in the Liuyun Immortal Sect—he would’ve brought unmatched honor to our whole sect!"

Ji Ruyan couldn’t help but sigh.

If, one day, people said Lin Chang’sheng was raised by the Liuyun Immortal Sect, Ji Ruyan would feel intensely proud.

Though she’d already left Liuyun Immortal Sect,

there was still immense pride in her heart.

Unfortunately, Su Changkong had pushed Lin Chang’sheng to the opposite side for selfish gain.

From now on, Lin Chang’sheng would have nothing to do with Liuyun Immortal Sect.

"Thinking of running?"

Just as Zhao Fuhu turned to make his escape, Lin Chang’sheng spotted him.

This man—he had to die.

If not for Zhao Fuhu, Yu Wenjing’s life would never have been in danger.

"Fuhu, run!"

Seeing Lin Chang’sheng rush toward them, Li Jiantang immediately blocked his way, trying to stop Lin Chang’sheng in his tracks.

Li Jiantang loved fame and power, but he truly cared for his disciples.

Any prodigy with extraordinary talent—he’d always nurture them diligently.

Now, seeing Zhao Fuhu at risk, he charged forward without hesitation.

He knew full well he wasn’t Lin Chang’sheng’s match, but couldn’t just stand by and watch Zhao Fuhu fall.

If Zhao Fuhu survived, he’d definitely become a major force one day.

Li Jiantang shouted, sending Sword Aura slashing toward Lin Chang’sheng.

He hoped to stop Lin Chang’sheng’s advance.

But such attacks were nothing to Lin Chang’sheng.

With one punch, he easily shattered everything.

The powerful Fist Aura blasted Li Jiantang straight off his feet, sending him flying—after crashing down, he lay motionless, life or death uncertain.

"Master—!"

Seeing Li Jiantang so badly wounded, Zhao Fuhu stopped running, turned, and struck at Lin Chang’sheng with his palm.

Crack—

Zhao Fuhu possessed Dual Spirit Roots, one of which was the extraordinarily fierce Anomalous Thunder Spirit Root.

If there weren’t such a gulf in cultivation between him and Lin Chang’sheng, would he ever need to flee?

Even now, as Zhao Fuhu’s magical power spun, lightning flashed all around him; he looked every bit like a Thunder God enraged, his presence formidable.

"Zhao Fuhu, the day you escaped, but today, tell me—where will you run?"

Seeing the lightning strike, Lin Chang’sheng didn’t flinch, and answered with a casual palm strike.

It was the Thousand Corpses Hand Seal.

This move was enough to trouble a mid-Nascent Soul powerhouse like Ding Changhai.

Let alone Zhao Fuhu, who was just a Golden Core Middle Stage cultivator.

That palm strike was more than enough to obliterate his Divine Soul.

And just as the palm seemed ready to slam into Zhao Fuhu and kill him—

A streak of golden radiance shot out from behind Zhao Fuhu, instantly shattering Lin Chang’sheng’s Thousand Corpses Hand Seal.

The crowd was left dumbfounded.

Who could so effortlessly break Lin Chang’sheng’s killing move?

"Nascent Soul Great Cultivator?"

Feeling the immense cultivation contained in that golden glow, Lin Chang’sheng frowned slightly.

Someone in the Sea God Tower had just broken through to the Nascent Soul Great Cultivator level.

Only someone at that level could so easily shatter his attack.