Chapter 340 - 280: Divine Buddha Bead Opportunity, Nine Infant Celestial Talisman

Buzz—

After the Celestial Demon Ancestor fell, a golden little figure flew out from his brow—it was his Nascent Soul.

The Nascent Soul’s instant teleportation was extremely fast, nearly impossible to catch without special means.

But Lin Chang’sheng wielded the Myriad Soul Banner; with a flick, he captured the Celestial Demon Ancestor’s Nascent Soul inside.

"I wonder if there’s anything good in his storage bag?"

Lin Chang’sheng put the Celestial Demon Ancestor’s corpse into the storage bag, collecting the bag as well.

But now wasn’t the time to check—he immediately went to assess Yu Lingfei and Ling Yue’s injuries below.

At this moment, Yu Lingfei had already fallen unconscious, while Ling Yue’s inner mansion was wounded, blood seeping from the corner of her mouth.

If he’d arrived a moment later, both women would already be dead.

"Quick, save Fei’Er—I’ve suffered grievous wounds, my magical power is depleted!"

Seeing Lin Chang’sheng slay the Celestial Demon Ancestor, Ling Yue spoke anxiously.

Yu Lingfei was a great prodigy of the Yanyue Immortal Sect—if she perished here, it would be a devastating loss for the sect.

Lin Chang’sheng immediately injected a strand of magical power into Yu Lingfei’s body, stabilizing her heart meridian.

He found that she was merely knocked unconscious by the powerful magical backlash and was otherwise unharmed.

After gently nourishing her with magical power for a moment, Yu Lingfei slowly regained consciousness.

"Where’s the Celestial Demon Ancestor? Are you alright?"

Upon waking, Yu Lingfei immediately looked around in alarm, afraid her enemy was still present.

This man’s cultivation was terrifying— even Ling Yue, after employing the Myriad Hearts God-Suppression Technique and rallying the power of many elders, still couldn’t withstand him.

Fortunately, Lin Chang’sheng arrived in time and saved them; otherwise, they would have surely perished.

"He’s already been slain by me. As long as you’re alright. The Celestial Demon Sect’s forces have already gone to besiege the Golden Talisman Sect— I must go now!"

With Yu Lingfei recovered, Lin Chang’sheng refused to linger any longer.

Though Ling Yue was injured, as a Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator she could heal herself without issue.

"Alright, I’ll leave it to you! I’m too badly hurt to do anything!"

Ling Yue looked at Lin Chang’sheng as she spoke.

Right now, the fate of the Southern Realm truly depended on him.

If Ling Yue hadn’t once protected and nurtured Lin Chang’sheng, the Southern Realm likely wouldn’t stand a chance now.

Thankfully, they still had Lin Chang’sheng as their hope.

Lin Chang’sheng nodded, leaped into the air, and disappeared into the sky.

The two women watched his departing figure, each lost in thought.

"That’s the fourth time Lin Chang’sheng has saved me!"

Yu Lingfei thought wistfully. She’d believed that after parting ways at the Spirit-Seizing Land, she would never see him again.

Yet fate intervened, and Lin Chang’sheng had rescued her time and again.

"My choice back then really was correct!"

Ling Yue watched Lin Chang’sheng go, silently reflecting.

Back when Lin Chang’sheng stole spiritual energy from the Yanyue Immortal Sect’s holy land, Ling Yue could’ve destroyed him—but she let him go.

She did it for everyone in the Southern Realm, hoping Lin Chang’sheng would live up to his potential.

Now, at last, that day had come.

Without Lin Chang’sheng, the Southern Realm would surely have fallen to the Demon Dao by now.

...

Five thousand miles from Liuyun Immortal Sect, inside a rocky cave—

A blood-red silhouette was channeling a cultivation technique to restore magical power.

After a long while, fresh skin began to slowly grow over his body.

This was Su Changkong, rescued from Lin Chang’sheng’s hands by Jiang Yuyan.

After healing, Su Changkong’s magical power was almost fully restored—not only did he avoid a drop in realm, he’d even improved.

"Ancestor, I swear I will not let your death be in vain!"

Su Changkong waved his hand, taking out the Seven-Colored Divine Buddha Bead.

At this moment, Ling Yun Ascendant had already been meditating for over a thousand years—he was only one step away from complete enlightenment and a tremendous opportunity.

But before Ling Yun Ascendant could achieve full enlightenment, the sect was hit by a calamity.

He was forced out of seclusion—

and unexpectedly, it cost him his life.

As Su Changkong’s divine sense entered the inner space of the Seven-Colored Divine Buddha Bead, six orbs of light instantly surged into his mind.

These six orbs were Ling Yun Ascendant’s enlightenment insights, left within the Divine Buddha Bead in hopes that Su Changkong would fulfill his final wish by comprehending the last Divine Bead—securing a chance at Creation.

This Creation could help a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator advance to the Divinity Transformation Realm.

"Lin Chang’sheng, just you wait. When I reach the Divinity Transformation Realm, your death will come!"

After absorbing the six Buddha Bead orbs, Su Changkong snarled with a twisted expression.

He felt that achieving enlightenment with the final bead wouldn’t take long now.

By then, he’d take back everything Lin Chang’sheng had ever seized from him.

The pain of today would one day be repaid a hundredfold!

....

Twenty thousand miles away from Liuyun Immortal Sect, Jiang Yuyan led the Demon Dao cultivators chasing down the Golden Talisman Sect.

"You Demon Dao bastards are bold to intrude so deep into my Southern Realm!"

Zhao Cheng of the Golden Talisman Sect shouted in fury. He’d assumed the Demon Dao would only sneak about—but here they were, boldly intercepting their sect in the open?

"You’re already dead men—still mouthing off? Today is the day your Golden Talisman Sect perishes!"

Behind Jiang Yuyan, Wan Wushuang sneered coldly.

If not for the Immortal Ascension Conference, they wouldn’t have had this chance.

With all major Southern powers gathered at Liuyun Immortal Sect, Demon Dao had seized all other territories.

Now, as long as the Four Great Immortal Sects fell, the Southern Realm was theirs.

"Arrogant talk! Since you’ve come today, don’t even think of leaving!"

Zhao Cheng was hot-tempered; as soon as he finished speaking, he unleashed his Spirit Treasure—the Nine Infant Celestial Talisman.

The Spirit Treasure was like an imperial edict, shimmering gold. When unfurled, it revealed lines of mysterious divine patterns—rays of light flickered from its surface.

"Go! Nine Infant God Trapping!"

With a palm strike, the talisman’s many runes surged toward Jiang Yuyan in a deadly barrage.

In the end, they formed a Golden Talisman Array around her, flashing with dazzling radiance.

It was as if she’d been enclosed within a massive golden copper bell.

"Master—!"

Wan Wushuang’s voice trembled with worry. If this array truly trapped her master, could Fu Junyue withstand Zhao Cheng?

And Ding Changhai was still nowhere to be seen—who knew what he was doing?

If he failed the great plan to unify the Southern Realm, Ding Changhai alone would bear the blame.

But Wan Wushuang couldn’t have known—Ding Changhai had already perished in the mysterious abyss.

Had he not coveted the Cold Ice Jade Bed, he wouldn’t have died.

"Such a measly array wants to trap me?"

Jiang Yuyan scoffed. She then waved her arm—immense Nascent Soul Great Cultivator’s magical power burst out instantly.

BOOM—

With a deafening crash, the Golden Talisman Array shattered, runes scattering in all directions.

"A Nas—Nascent Soul Great Cultivator? You’ve advanced to Nascent Soul Great Cultivator?"

Zhao Cheng’s pupils dilated in shock.

No wonder Jiang Yuyan dared to act so brazenly, leading Demon Dao’s forces to ambush the Golden Talisman Sect.

So Jiang Yuyan had already advanced to Nascent Soul Great Cultivator?