Chapter 290 - 232: The Might of the Nascent Soul Great Cultivator, All Sects Gather

Whoosh—

In the distance, a streak of golden light slashed across the sky, landing behind Zhao Fuhu in the blink of an eye.

When the members of the Liuyun Immortal Sect saw this person, their eyes lit up, and they immediately fell to their knees in reverence.

Because the newcomer was none other than Su Changkong, who had just broken through to become a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator.

"Sect Leader!"

Zhao Fuhu, Zhuge Buping, and the others greeted respectfully at once.

Their hearts surged with excitement.

If the three core powers of Demon Evil Sea couldn’t do anything to Lin Chang’sheng, then Su Changkong, as a newly advanced Nascent Soul Great Cultivator, could easily slaughter Lin Chang’sheng.

Su Changkong waved his hand, signaling everyone to stand, though his gaze fell straight onto Lin Chang’sheng.

This kid actually has the power to go up against three cultivators at the middle stage of Nascent Soul?

Even Su Changkong was taken aback by this.

"Sect Leader, Lin Chang’sheng seriously injured Elder Li, and now his life hangs by a thread. You must severely punish this traitor!"

Zhuge Buping stepped up first, speaking out for his master, Li Jiantang.

He hoped Su Changkong would crush Lin Chang’sheng.

If this kid doesn’t die, none of these prodigies would ever see the light of day.

Compared to Lin Chang’sheng, their so-called genius was nothing but a faint glow next to the blazing moon.

"Enough talk!"

Su Changkong snapped impatiently. He didn’t need Zhuge Buping to say it—he would never let Lin Chang’sheng go.

After all, this kid was only at the early stage of Nascent Soul, and yet his cultivation was so fierce. Give him a little more time, and even Su Changkong might not be able to suppress him.

"Lin Chang’sheng, you betrayed Liuyun Immortal Sect first, and now you’ve wounded our elder. Before you die, do you have any last words?"

Su Changkong’s eyes locked onto Lin Chang’sheng, as if the man standing before him was already a corpse.

In his view, no matter how high Lin Chang’sheng’s talent, it was impossible for someone at early Nascent Soul to withstand the force of a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator.

"To you, I have nothing to say!"

Lin Chang’sheng wasn’t planning to waste words with Su Changkong. If we’re fighting, then let’s fight.

If he really can’t win, he’ll just get out of there.

Once he broke through to middle Nascent Soul, killing Su Changkong would be child’s play.

"Since that’s how you want it, I’ll send you off!"

Seeing Lin Chang’sheng’s attitude, Su Changkong decided there was nothing more to say.

Magical power surged within him; he could strike at any moment.

"Sect Leader Su, please show mercy!"

Not far off, Ji Ruyan rushed over to plead for Lin Chang’sheng.

From her perspective, Lin Chang’sheng possessed prodigious talent; at such a young age, he’d already reached the Nascent Soul stage, destined for greater heights yet to come.

If he were to perish here, it would be the greatest loss the Southern Realm had ever known.

So she hoped Su Changkong would spare him.

"Show mercy? Hmph! If you don’t get out of the way, I’ll kill you too!"

Su Changkong thundered in reply.

In the past, Ji Ruyan had indeed contributed much to Liuyun Immortal Sect. But after she unearthed what happened with Murong Tian, she left without a second thought.

She wasn’t even considered a member of Liuyun Immortal Sect anymore.

So even if he crushed Ji Ruyan, Su Changkong wouldn’t bat an eye.

Today, he absolutely would not let Lin Chang’sheng escape.

"Lin Chang’sheng, your talent is extraordinary—don’t act recklessly. I’ll hold off Su Changkong; you run!"

Ji Ruyan turned to shout at Lin Chang’sheng.

In her estimation, Lin Chang’sheng could go toe-to-toe with a middle-stage Nascent Soul powerhouse, but against a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator, he was nowhere close.

At this Immortal Relic Land, a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator was like a god among men.

"Brother Lin, run now!"

Gao Ziyue anxiously yelled, unwilling to see Lin Chang’sheng go up against Su Changkong.

A true hero knows when to bend and when to stand tall.

"Elder Ji, Ziyue—your kindness is noted. Step aside!"

Lin Chang’sheng called out in return.

If he couldn’t win, he’d just slip away.

But if Su Changkong failed to kill him and turned his wrath on Ji Ruyan and Gao Ziyue, that’d be a real problem.

So right now, Lin Chang’sheng didn’t want Ji Ruyan or Gao Ziyue getting dragged into any of this.

With that, he pushed them out of the way and fixed his eyes on Su Changkong.

Facing a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator, Lin Chang’sheng didn’t dare underestimate things—he gripped his upper grade spirit treasure tighter.

Before Su Changkong launched his attack, Lin Chang’sheng had already sent the top level King Corpse in the distance charging in first.

This move genuinely caught Su Changkong off guard.

He hadn’t expected Lin Chang’sheng to control a top level King Corpse—the kind that could rival a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator!

Moments ago, Su Changkong’s attention had been solely on Lin Chang’sheng, so he hadn’t noticed until now.

"Get lost!"

Seeing the King Corpse rushing in, Su Changkong slammed his palm out, sending forth a surge of magical power that blasted the King Corpse away.

The top level King Corpse might be powerful enough to challenge a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator, but compared to the real thing, it still fell short.

After all, it lacked a mind, acting solely under Lin Chang’sheng’s control.

"Break!"

As the corpse puppet tanked Su Changkong’s strike, Lin Chang’sheng unleashed a powerful blade attack.

The upper grade spirit treasure flared, spitting a blood-red blade aura that swept across half the sky.

The heavens themselves turned crimson—it was as if a demon god had descended.

"Overestimating yourself!"

Seeing that Lin Chang’sheng wasn’t trying to escape, but actually dared face him head-on, Su Changkong scoffed.

He didn’t even bother drawing his own spirit treasure—he just punched out with his bare fist.

Rumble—

In the vast sky, the hulking fist aura crashed into the hundred-foot blood blade, detonating with a thunderous roar that shook the heavens.

The weaker cultivators were flung away by the shockwaves of magical power.

Some even felt their organs rupture, their inner mansions roiling in agony.

Lin Chang’sheng thought he could at least hold his own against Su Changkong.

But in the end, the force of a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator was far more terrifying than he’d imagined.

The fist aura Su Changkong unleashed shattered the blood blade in an instant.

The power of the fist was undiminished, continuing to hunt Lin Chang’sheng down.

Lin Chang’sheng didn’t dare take such a brutal blow head-on—he dodged aside at once.

The raging fist grazed his shoulder, then landed far off on an Immortal Island.

Boom—

With a blast that echoed for miles, the punch flattened the island, sending rocks flying everywhere.

When the dust settled, the two-hundred-zhang-tall Immortal Island had vanished from the surface of the sea.

The sheer might of that strike was clear as day.

"Hiss—"

Ding Changhai gasped in shock at the sight.

If that punch had landed on him, he’d have been dead on the spot.

He quickly shot Jiang Yuyan a look, signaling her to slip away while Su Changkong and Lin Chang’sheng were still fighting.

Otherwise, after the dust settled, Su Changkong probably wouldn’t let any of them walk away.

Jiang Yuyan caught the hint, and silently prepared to retreat.

After all, having been badly wounded by Lin Chang’sheng, she and the others could no longer challenge Su Changkong at all.

But just as Ding Changhai, Jiang Yuyan, and the rest were about to flee—

Several figures streaked across the sky, blocking their escape.

"Where do you think you’re going?"

Zhao Cheng of Golden Talisman Sect barked out furiously.

When the Demon Dao invaded the Southern Realm, Golden Talisman Sect had suffered the heaviest losses.

Now, seeing those of Demon Dao, he wanted nothing more than to crush them all.

Beside Zhao Cheng stood Wang Chonglou of Celestial Sword Sect, the Wine Sword Immortal, Fierce Sun Dao Venerable of Yin Yang Dao Sect, and Ling Yue of Yanyue Immortal Sect.