Chapter 291 - 233: Pursuit, Demon Killing Storm Array

"Sect Leader Su, the Demonic cultivators are right in front of you, but you refuse to kill them and instead make things difficult for a Southern Realm genius. Isn’t this a bit much?"

Ling Yue, who had followed along, glared at Su Changkong in the distance, questioning him.

Everyone knew that Su Changkong held a grudge against Lin Chang’sheng.

However, as Southern Domain cultivators, their common enemy was the Demonic forces.

Nobody expected that, having just advanced to become a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator, Su Changkong didn’t prioritize crushing the Demonic cultivators—he was targeting Lin Chang’sheng instead.

Ling Yue couldn’t bear to watch anymore.

"Do I require your permission to act? Once I finish off Lin Chang’sheng, it’ll be their turn to die!"

Su Changkong snorted coldly.

If he hadn’t broken through to become a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator, he might have feared them somewhat.

But now, having reached this level, even if all Four Great Sects of the Southern Realm joined forces, he could shatter them with ease.

If they dared to turn against him, he’d send them all to meet their makers together.

"Sect Leader Su, you want to crush Lin Chang’sheng, that’s fine—but shouldn’t you see if my Spirit Treasure agrees first?"

The Wine Sword Immortal stepped forward.

The Wine Sword Immortal knew all too well how talented Lin Chang’sheng was.

Even though he’d spent centuries mastering the Sword Dao, he still couldn’t match Lin Chang’sheng.

In fact, he had even asked Lin Chang’sheng to teach him a thing or two.

Lin Chang’sheng could basically be considered half his master.

Now that his master was in trouble, Wine Sword Immortal wouldn’t just stand by and do nothing.

Since entering Sea God Tower, the Wine Sword Immortal had gotten a few fateful opportunities, stepping up to the Middle Stage of the Nascent Soul Realm.

Though he couldn’t go toe-to-toe with a Great Cultivator, he could at least take some of the pressure off Lin Chang’sheng.

"Lin Chang’sheng is a rare genius in the Southern Realm — we haven’t seen his like in centuries! If you want to kill him, you’ll have to get through me first!"

Zhao Cheng snapped angrily at Su Changkong.

The future of the Southern Realm was tied to Lin Chang’sheng.

If Lin Chang’sheng grew stronger, he’d have what it takes to unite the Demon Evil Sea and the Beimu Immortal Race, empowering the Southern Domain Cultivation Realm.

"Count me in!"

Wang Chongyang chimed in immediately.

In that moment, all the Southern Realm Immortal Sects stood behind Lin Chang’sheng.

Lin Chang’sheng was stunned, feeling a bit overwhelmed by their support. Since when had he become so popular?

They were willing to risk their lives just to protect him?

"Fine! I’ll send you all down the Underworld together! That way, you won’t be lonely on the Path to the Underworld!"

Su Changkong clenched his fists, rage boiling inside.

If these people wanted to die, he’d make sure they did.

With that, Su Changkong charged up and unleashed a punch at Ling Yue and the others to crush them.

The four great Sect Leaders didn’t back down, quickly drawing their own Spirit Treasures to fight back.

BOOM-BOOM-BOOM—

In an instant, Nascent Soul powerhouses clashed with an endless barrage of explosive sounds.

The deafening roars shook the crowd to their core, the dazzling light making them unable to open their eyes.

When the light faded, they saw that even Ling Yue and four others working together couldn’t withstand a single punch from Su Changkong—they’d all been blasted away.

"Lin Chang’sheng, what are you waiting for? Get out of here NOW!"

Ling Yue shouted anxiously—they couldn’t hold out much longer.

It wouldn’t be hard for Lin Chang’sheng to escape; he could do it anytime.

But now, with so many risking their lives for him, how could Lin Chang’sheng just run away alone?

"I’ll hold him off, you hurry to the twelfth floor!"

Just as Lin Chang’sheng was about to jump in and help, Xiaobai’s voice sounded in his mind.

Looks like when it really counts, it’s up to Xiaobai!

Hummm—

Suddenly, Xiaobai spat out a white halo, dashed out of the Spirit Beast Bag, and flew straight toward Su Changkong.

Su Changkong scoffed, slapping out with a palm, intending to shatter it.

But as his magical power struck the halo, it didn’t do anything at all.

Instead, all his energy was absorbed by the halo, which then enveloped him completely.

Waves rippled in front of him like a bubble made of water.

No matter how Su Changkong attacked, he couldn’t break the bubble—he was trapped inside.

"What is this?"

This sight left Wang Chonglou and the others stunned.

A bubble that could imprison a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator? What kind of treasure was this?

"Hurry up! It can’t hold him for long!"

Lin Chang’sheng gave a quick reminder, signaling the crowd to head for the twelfth floor.

No one wasted time—they knew they couldn’t beat Su Changkong; if he escaped, not a single one of them would get away. They all raced straight for the Teleportation Platform.

Gao Ziyue, Yu Lingfei, Ji Ruyan, and others also rushed over.

With Su Changkong trapped, the rest of the Liuyun Immortal Sect could only fret anxiously.

None of them had the kind of cultivation Su Changkong did.

If they tried to block Lin Chang’sheng and the others, they’d be killed instantly.

A whole incense stick’s time passed before Su Changkong finally broke free of the bubble.

"That White Fox isn’t ordinary—it must come from the Burial Immortal Realm!"

Inside the bubble, Su Changkong sensed the White Fox’s aura and grew ever more wary.

In this Immortal Relic Land, a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator was basically divine.

But compared to the beings of the Burial Immortal Realm, he was nothing.

If this white fox had an extraordinary origin, Su Changkong might not be able to handle it at all.

But right now, he couldn’t waste time worrying about it.

He absolutely couldn’t let Lin Chang’sheng leave Sea God Tower alive.

If Lin Chang’sheng escaped and grew stronger, he’d be a true threat someday.

Su Changkong didn’t set off in immediate pursuit. Instead, he turned his gaze to Ding Changhai, Jiang Yuyan, and Fu Junyue.

The three were heads of the Demon Evil Sea’s major factions; with their help, dealing with Lin Chang’sheng and the rest would be much easier.

"Su—Sect Leader Su, spare me—"

Ding Changhai met Su Changkong’s cold stare and immediately dropped to his knees, begging for his life.

He might have Middle Stage Nascent Soul cultivation, but against Su Changkong, he was nothing.

After all, that last palm from Su Changkong had sent four Nascent Soul Middle Stage experts flying.

They were all gravely injured now, barely able to take a hit.

"I’ll spare you—but you need to bring me the heads of Lin Chang’sheng and the other sect leaders!"

Su Changkong ordered.

These Demonic forces used to be his greatest enemies.

But now that he’d broken through to Nascent Soul Great Cultivator, their strength wasn’t worth mentioning.

"Yes, yes, we’ll go right now!"

Ding Changhai nodded frantically.

All he wanted was to keep himself alive for now—they could figure out their escape plan later.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

The Demonic cultivators instantly turned into blurs, chasing after Lin Chang’sheng and the others.

Without another word, Su Changkong headed out as well.

Zhuge Buping and Zhao Fuhu hurried to Li Jiantang’s side; discovering he was still alive, they fed him a pill and dragged him away.

....

The twelfth floor of Sea God Tower was nothing like the calm of the eleventh.

Lin Chang’sheng and the others had just arrived on the twelfth floor when violent gusts swept over them.

This whole floor was full of storms.

The biggest one raged at the very center.

"This must be the Demon Killing Storm Array!"

Staring at the vast storm spanning thousands of miles, Lin Chang’sheng muttered under his breath.

According to the mysterious elder, this was the Storm Grand Array—once mastered, it granted control of Sea God Tower.