Chapter 362 - 302: Bloodline Tempering, Transformation, Flawless Primordial Spirit

This Sea Demon has been lingering here—whether it’s trapped by the array or simply sensed that the corpse is extraordinary, it remains stubbornly at guard, unwilling to depart.

Regardless of its intentions, anyone who blocks Lin Chang’sheng’s path is doomed to die beneath his blade.

Lin Chang’sheng unleashed a slash; at once, waves surged wildly across the sea as the Eight-Clawed Demon Fish’s attacking tentacles were battered back by his blade aura.

"Those tentacles are tough as hell!"

Lin Chang’sheng couldn’t help but feel surprised.

Though the water muted some of the blade aura’s force, this Sea Demon was, after all, just a mortal body—yet it could withstand the might of a Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure. Clearly, the beast had been soaking up the corpse’s blood essence, transforming its flesh to terrifying resilience.

If Lin Chang’sheng could absorb the corpse’s blood essence, his body would surely be transformed as well.

Seeing the Eight-Clawed Demon Fish’s tentacles were unbreakable, Lin Chang’sheng stopped tangling with it and charged straight for its massive, lumbering head.

As long as he broke through its skull, this Sea Demon was finished.

The Sea Demon was crafty, too.

It seemed to have gained intelligence, actually understanding Lin Chang’sheng’s intent; its eight tentacles lashed wildly, fighting to block Lin Chang’sheng’s assault.

The tentacles even twisted together, forming a colossal, spear-like shaft, thrusting toward Lin Chang’sheng.

"Break!"

Lin Chang’sheng gathered his strength and delivered a savage cut.

Bang—

With a muffled collision, Lin Chang’sheng was actually forced backward by the Sea Demon’s strike.

At that, Lin Chang’sheng lost all interest in the contest; he summoned forth the newly fused Emperor Corpse.

With the appearance of the Emperor Corpse, the whole atmosphere shifted instantly.

The thick aura of primordial power in its body sent tremors of fear through the Sea Demon’s heart.

This was a genuine Divinity Transformation stage powerhouse, after all!

Even as a Corpse Puppet, its might was nothing to take lightly.

"Kill—!"

Lin Chang’sheng directed the Emperor Corpse to launch its assault on the Sea Demon.

The Emperor Corpse’s flesh was nearly invincible—even in close-quarters combat with the Sea Demon, it lost not an inch.

Every punch sent the Sea Demon staggering back nearly ten feet.

While the Sea Demon and Emperor Corpse were locked in fierce battle, Lin Chang’sheng seized his chance and with a single stroke severed the Eight-Clawed Demon Fish’s head from its body.

A surge of ink-green blood burst forth, staining a vast swath of the sea emerald.

If not for the Emperor Corpse’s help, Lin Chang’sheng could still defeat the Sea Demon, but it would’ve taken some effort.

But ignoring such free labor would be pure stupidity, Lin Chang’sheng thought.

After slaying the Sea Demon, Lin Chang’sheng went back to searching for array plates.

These plates were buried beneath each of the three main islands—not just in one place, but three.

Beneath one island lay the Soul-Grabbing Array Plate, anchoring the three souls there for eternity.

In another, the Underground Spirit Water Array Plate; it drew spiritual energy from the seawater into the grand array, keeping it endlessly powered.

The last one: the Demon Sealing Array Plate, trapping any Sea Demon caught by the array. As it absorbed the breath from the corpse, it would grow stronger, guarding the array all the better.

Along the way, Lin Chang’sheng encountered plenty more Sea Demons, but with the Emperor Corpse’s help, he crushed them all with ease.

Boom—Boom—Boom—

When Lin Chang’sheng destroyed the three array plates, the entire grand array instantly collapsed.

Countless towering stone pillars began to tumble down.

The iron chains lost their strength, and Lin Chang’sheng could sever them effortlessly.

He then collected every corpse bound to the stone columns, stowing them all in his storage bag.

Crash—

Lin Chang’sheng leaped upward, leaving the seabed, and landed back on his flying shuttle.

When Lin Chang’sheng broke the Three Souls Heaven-locking Array—

The sheepskin scroll began to change; the mapped paths instantly vanished without a trace.

The old man inside the sheepskin scroll also sensed it.

"No, impossible! How could he break the Three Souls Heaven-locking Array? That—That was laid down by a Tribulation Crossing expert!"

The old man’s face was the picture of disbelief.

Even set in the Immortal Relic Land, with its power weakened, this array wasn’t something an ordinary man could crack.

This array had three major plates, with danger at every turn.

Even he would have struggled to unravel it—how had Lin Chang’sheng succeeded?

"This kid is clearly special! Maybe when he claimed not to grasp the Storm Array, he was just messing with me! I really let my guard down!"

The old man couldn’t help but sigh.

He’d thought Lin Chang’sheng was dancing in the palm of his hand, only to realize, in the end, he’d fallen into Lin Chang’sheng’s trap.

"Next time that kid enters this space, I’ll have to sit down and talk things through with him."

The old man mused to himself.

Maybe they could help each other out, each getting what they need.

...

Back on the flying shuttle, Lin Chang’sheng watched as the three islands slowly sank into the sea, the grand array collapsed.

From the depths, he’d collected a total of thirty-two corpses—including the old man’s mortal body.

This was a damn fine haul!

If he refined all these corpses into Corpse Puppets, Lin Chang’sheng reckoned he’d gain another Emperor Corpse.

"Just a drop of essence blood could remake a man from the inside out—how powerful must this blood be?"

Lin Chang’sheng mused silently; then, wasting no time, he swung the Unrivaled Divine Blade and sliced open the old man’s corpse’s finger—a single drop of blood dripped out.

Lin Chang’sheng caught it in a vial instantly.

But to his surprise, the droplet of blood was like molten lava, instantly burning through the vial and landing on the flying shuttle.

Even a flying shuttle—such a magical treasure—couldn’t withstand the blood’s intensity, and was burned right through, the drop falling into the ocean below.

Crash—crash—

A mere drop of blood in the sea, and for ten miles around, the waves roiled as though the entire bay were set to boil.

"Such dominating power. This flesh must surpass even the Void Refining Stage—just what background did this old man have?"

The sight made Lin Chang’sheng’s heart quake.

A single misstep and he could be effortlessly obliterated by this ancient freak.

Still, growing stronger was what mattered now.

The next drop of blood Lin Chang’sheng swallowed straight down.

Immediately, he felt surging heat expand throughout his body.

Lin Chang’sheng activated his magical power to refine it.

In just three breaths, his whole body reddened, with crimson threads of blood snaking across him, threatening to make him explode from within at any instant.

Luckily, Lin Chang’sheng’s flesh was incomparably robust; add in the Dragon Elephant Heaven-Suppressing Technique’s insane refinement speed, and he managed to hold the raging power in check.

As time passed, his body was strengthened unceasingly by the blood’s transformative might.

Muscles, bones, meridians, bloodlines—all received huge enhancements.

Even his Sea of Consciousness expanded, and his divine sense now spanned a range of eight thousand miles.

"Just one drop gives me this much?"

It took him half a day to finish refining the blood’s power, and Lin Chang’sheng was still shaken to the core.

Then he noticed a stench radiating from his body; opening his eyes, he saw layers of black filth crusting his skin.

Rank as sewer dregs, the stench was unbearable.

Thump—

Lin Chang’sheng dove into the sea, thoroughly washing himself off before he felt comfortable again.

But he wasn’t satisfied yet; he consumed another drop of the powerful blood.

The gain was there, though nowhere near as dramatic as the first time.

"My Nascent Soul has taken form?"

After absorbing two drops of the mighty blood, Lin Chang’sheng discovered his Nascent Soul was no longer a blurry shadow, but now had sharp features and clear contours.

"Nascent Soul manifestation? This is the Flawless Primordial Spirit!"

Lin Chang’sheng’s heart trembled in awe.