Chapter 309 - 251: The Fall of Celestial Concealment, Bi Xi Takes Action

"Where do you think you’re running?"

Heavily wounded, the Celestial Concealment was nowhere near as fast as Lin Chang’sheng. In no time at all, he was caught up.

"You—you don’t want to know where Yu Wenjing is?"

Celestial Concealment knew that today, fate had finally caught up with him—he couldn’t escape his doom.

He tried to use Yu Wenjing’s life as leverage over Lin Chang’sheng.

"If I’m not mistaken, she’s probably nearby, isn’t she?"

Lin Chang’sheng speculated coldly.

He was certain Yu Wenjing was still alive—if she weren’t, the enemy wouldn’t have any bargaining chips left.

They would definitely try to threaten him with Yu Wenjing again.

And Lin Chang’sheng’s guess was right.

Celestial Concealment had indeed intended to use Yu Wenjing to coerce him.

Unfortunately for him, his fleeing speed was too slow. Before he could reach where Yu Wenjing was kept, Lin Chang’sheng had already caught up with him.

"Even if you find her, what can you do? She’s already taken the poison I refined. Without the antidote every ten days, she’ll die in agony!"

Celestial Concealment let out a twisted smile, as if everything was in the palm of his hand.

Upon hearing this, Lin Chang’sheng’s brows knitted tightly together.

When Celestial Concealment saw that Lin Chang’sheng cared so much about Yu Wenjing, his smirk grew even wider.

"If you cripple your own cultivation, maybe I’ll consider sparing her life!"

Celestial Concealment pushed further.

If Lin Chang’sheng crippled his own cultivation, dealing with him would be child’s play. Then, they could make sure he’d die here, no matter what.

"Then you’ll at least let me see if Yu Wenjing’s still alive, won’t you?"

Lin Chang’sheng retorted coldly.

"Wait for me here!"

Not wasting any breath, Celestial Concealment immediately rushed to the dungeon ahead and dragged Yu Wenjing out.

When Yu Wenjing saw Lin Chang’sheng, her eyes instantly turned red with emotion.

She’d thought she’d never see Lin Chang’sheng again—she never expected he’d come alone to save her.

This debt of gratitude, even if she couldn’t escape, made her feel boundless thanks toward him.

But when Lin Chang’sheng saw the battered and disheveled Yu Wenjing, his heart filled with blazing rage.

For Yu Wenjing no longer looked anything like the Empress she had been.

Her hair was in disarray; her face filthy; her clothes were stained and ragged—she looked utterly miserable.

She’d clearly endured unimaginable suffering all these days.

"Chang’sheng, go! Leave me! Don’t care about me—"

Seeing Lin Chang’sheng, the only thing on Yu Wenjing’s mind was his safety.

She prayed he wouldn’t lose his life because of her.

She was just a mere mortal, while Lin Chang’sheng was a high and mighty Immortal Master.

And now, it seemed even the Celestial Concealment Divine Master was no match for Lin Chang’sheng, resorting to using her as leverage against him.

"Wenjing, you’ve suffered enough!"

Lin Chang’sheng’s heart ached as he spoke, then he fixed his icy gaze on Celestial Concealment.

At this moment, Lin Chang’sheng’s hatred for him ran bone-deep; a faint bloodthirst glinted in his eyes.

"What now? Are you going to watch the woman you love die in front of you, or cripple your cultivation? You choose!"

As long as Lin Chang’sheng cared about Yu Wenjing, Celestial Concealment was fearless.

"What if I choose for you to die?"

Seeing Yu Wenjing’s condition, Lin Chang’sheng had already decided Celestial Concealment’s fate.

In the next instant, Lin Chang’sheng unleashed his Divinity Transformation Stage divine sense, utterly suppressing Celestial Concealment’s movements.

It happened in a single breath—Lin Chang’sheng erupted with The Ends of the Earth, crossing a hundred yards, and slashed his spirit treasure down at Celestial Concealment.

Celestial Concealment never imagined Lin Chang’sheng would fight to the death, burning the bridges behind him.

In panic, Celestial Concealment desperately tried to kill Yu Wenjing right there.

But he was still a moment too slow—Lin Chang’sheng was already upon him.

Shhk—

A flash of blade aura shot by. Celestial Concealment’s outstretched hand was severed by Lin Chang’sheng in a single stroke, and in the next moment, a fist sent him flying.

His vital organs were all gravely wounded by Lin Chang’sheng’s blow.

Splat—

Falling to the ground, blood poured ceaselessly from Celestial Concealment’s mouth—he coughed up several mouthfuls of clotted blood in a row.

You had to admit, the Nascent Soul Great Cultivator’s life force was terrifyingly strong—though Lin Chang’sheng had gravely wounded him again and again, Celestial Concealment still hadn’t fallen.

If he’d only been a Middle Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator, he’d have died ten times over by now.

"You—you actually—"

Celestial Concealment stared at Lin Chang’sheng, disbelieving.

Was Lin Chang’sheng not afraid of the poison? Or didn’t he fear Yu Wenjing’s death?

Lin Chang’sheng was no fool—if he crippled his own cultivation, neither he nor Yu Wenjing would survive.

The only chance was to fight to the end—maybe there’d be a sliver of hope.

No matter how deadly the poison, there was always an antidote.

Lin Chang’sheng didn’t believe he couldn’t refine an antidote to save Yu Wenjing.

"Go on, embrace death!"

Lin Chang’sheng raised his spirit treasure and brought it down on Celestial Concealment’s neck—a spray of blood erupted, and Lin Chang’sheng hacked off the man’s head.

A legendary powerhouse fell, just like that.

Wumm—

As Celestial Concealment perished, his nascent soul soared out in a beam of golden light. But before it escaped far, Lin Chang’sheng used the Myriad Soul Banner to swallow it up.

With Celestial Concealment’s body packed into his storage bag, Lin Chang’sheng returned to the Cloud Concealment Tower, collecting all the Nascent Soul cultivators’ corpses, too.

These were all top-grade materials for refining Corpse Puppets.

And there’d surely be plenty of spirit stones, treasures, and techniques in their storage bags.

That would greatly aid his strength.

"Could this be Bi Xi?"

As Lin Chang’sheng collected the corpses into his storage bag, he suddenly sensed an incredibly powerful aura racing toward him.

The cultivation of the incoming presence already vastly surpassed the Nascent Soul Realm.

"Could it be a Divinity Transformation Stage powerhouse?"

Lin Chang’sheng’s heart trembled.

No wonder Celestial Concealment was so terrified of Bi Xi—he really was on a different level.

There was no time to explain to Yu Wenjing. Lin Chang’sheng scooped her into his arms and tore through the air, fleeing at once.

Right now, Lin Chang’sheng had no confidence facing a Divinity Transformation Stage foe head-on.

If he fought him directly, doom would likely be the only outcome.

"Chang’sheng, you shouldn’t have come for me. If something happens to you, how could I possibly live on?"

"I’ve heard that in the Beimu Immortal Race, there’s a god revered as Master Bi Xi—his cultivation is far beyond Celestial Concealment’s. You need to run, now!"

Yu Wenjing urged anxiously. She had already taken Celestial Concealment’s poison—she likely only had a few days left.

There was no reason for Lin Chang’sheng to risk so much for her sake.

But Lin Chang’sheng didn’t answer. He constantly probed the enemy’s speed with his divine sense.

A Divinity Transformation Stage cultivator’s movement was terrifying—before Lin Chang’sheng could reach Celestial Pool City, he’d probably be caught.

"Block him for me!"

Lin Chang’sheng flung out the King Corpse again.

Hoping the King Corpse could buy some time—just enough to keep Bi Xi at bay.

If he could just make it to Celestial Pool City, and with the Array of Myriad Gods Slaying Immortals for support, he might stand a chance against Bi Xi.

Otherwise, relying on his own cultivation alone, there was no way he could contend with a Divinity Transformation Stage cultivator.

"Stop running—being killed by me is your ultimate honor!"

From the distant sky, Bi Xi’s deep, resonant voice thundered down, carrying a gravity that felt heavy as the heavens itself, making Lin Chang’sheng’s mind jolt with terror.

If not for his powerful divine sense, even that single phrase would’ve crushed any will to resist within him.

Lin Chang’sheng didn’t respond, continuing straight for Celestial Pool City.

"A measly Corpse Puppet dares block my path? Die!"

Bi Xi saw the Nascent Soul Corpse Puppet charging and scoffed. With a sweep of blue light, he instantly shattered the Corpse Puppet’s skull.

One strike—that was all it took!

"What terrifying cultivation!"

Lin Chang’sheng was shocked—the Nascent Soul Great Cultivator level Corpse Puppet couldn’t survive even a single move from Bi Xi.

If he fought himself, he probably couldn’t take three hits!

Celestial Pool City was just coming into view, only ten miles away.

But Bi Xi was already right on their tail.