Even from way up high, they could see everything down below, crystal clear.
"What a terrifying attack—just one of those palm strikes could level an entire city!"
Guo Yunchu gazed at the ruins, stretching a thousand feet across, her voice full of awe.
Even Gu Shan, upon witnessing Lin Chang’sheng’s monstrous blow, fell silent, deep in thought.
Though his own realm was a whole great stage above Lin Chang’sheng, an attack that brutal... even he felt he might not be able to match it.
Next, Lin Chang’sheng used Divine Blood Transformation Skill.
With just a single drop of blood consumed inside him, his Primordial Power surged like crazy.
In the end, he actually broke straight through into the Early Stage of Tribulation Crossing.
"What the—how is that even possible?"
Gu Shan’s jaw dropped as he watched this scene, totally shaken.
Lin Chang’sheng used a Secret Technique to jump straight from Late Stage of Mahayana to Early Stage of Tribulation Crossing?
What kind of Secret Technique is that?! That’s just insane!
Did he get that Evil Technique from the Corpse Evil Daoist?
"That’s right!"
Lin Chang’sheng looked mighty satisfied.
His old Secret Technique could barely push him up one Great Realm anymore, but after fusing with the new secret art, being able to leap a realm in one go—this was a massive boost to Lin Chang’sheng’s power.
And it only consumed a drop of blood. To Lin Chang’sheng, that was next to nothing.
He didn’t have to burn up his Power of Divine Soul like the Corpse Evil Daoist did.
After that, Lin Chang’sheng also used the Holy Flame Refining God Technique, finding the cultivation speed way faster than the Demon Devouring Sacred Flame Technique.
He was thoroughly pleased with the three Immortal Techniques.
"A real freak!"
Gu Shan muttered to himself. No wonder the guy cultivated so damn fast.
"Wait, did you just learn that Evil Cultivator’s Immortal Technique? How the hell did you pick it up so quickly? Aren’t you worried about getting corrupted by evil thoughts?"
Guo Yunchu asked curiously.
Most Righteous Dao cultivators turned their noses up at learning Evil Dao Immortal Techniques.
First, they’d worry about going astray. Second, they thought it was beneath them.
Once you start using Evil Dao Immortal Techniques, that fast power boost gives such a rush that a righteous cultivator could easily fall to darkness.
But Lin Chang’sheng had no fear—he simplified every Evil Technique through his panel. Righteous Dao or Evil Dao, to him, all Immortal Techniques were the same.
Anything that could increase his cultivation was a good Immortal Technique.
"If I really do get corrupted by evil, you’ll be the first one to have a bad day!"
Lin Chang’sheng glanced at Guo Yunchu, grinning as he spoke.
Guo Yunchu’s face immediately turned red—she didn’t dare say another word.
...
Two Hours after Lin Chang’sheng’s group left, three figures ripped through the sky and landed where they’d been.
"Kid actually managed to unleash such a monstrous attack?"
One of the men spoke up, puzzled.
That kind of move should require someone at the Tribulation Crossing Stage, at least.
Lin Chang’sheng was only Late Stage of Mahayana, but still pulled off something that crazy. No wonder the Empress sent them to wipe out Lin Chang’sheng and Qingyou.
With that kind of talent, if he was allowed to keep growing, he’d definitely become a massive threat to the Demon Race in the future.
"Hurry up, he’s right ahead!"
The Wolf Race chief barked out, speeding up.
They had to slaughter Lin Chang’sheng and Qingyou fast. Otherwise, if those two really grew further, they’d be impossible to control.
...
"We’re being tailed!"
Gu Shan sensed the pursuit from behind and gave a warning.
"I’ve known for a while. These guys aren’t weak. Get in the Storage Ring for now. When I’m done finishing them off, you two can come out."
Lin Chang’sheng replied, planning to face the pursuers alone.
"Can you really handle it by yourself?"
Gu Shan was curious. The three coming weren’t exactly pushovers!
One Loose Immortal, two Late Stage Tribulation Crossing.
"If I can’t, you guys don’t stand a chance either."
With a wave of his hand, Lin Chang’sheng swept Gu Shan and Guo Yunchu into the Storage Ring.
This Storage Ring could hold living beings, not just stuff.
It was way handier than a Storage Bag, and way bigger inside, too.
You could straight-up call it a tiny world.
After putting Gu Shan and Guo Yunchu away, Lin Chang’sheng landed atop a mountain peak, waiting for the three to arrive.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
After the time it takes an incense stick to burn, the three figures streaked across the sky and stopped before Lin Chang’sheng.
"Why’d you stop running, kid?"
One of them growled, pissed. If Lin Chang’sheng hadn’t run so damn far, they wouldn’t have chased this hard.
"Qingyou only sent the three of you to get yourselves killed?"
Lin Chang’sheng sneered.
If he hadn’t gotten the Corpse Evil Daoist’s treasures, maybe those three would’ve overwhelmed him. But now, after fusing the Corpse Evil’s array and Immortal Techniques, wiping them out would be child’s play.
This Grand Array he just fused together could trap even an Immortal, let alone a mere Loose Immortal like them.
And Lin Chang’sheng had also fused together two Late Stage Tribulation Crossing Corpse Puppets, plus the one he refined himself—three Corpse Puppets in all, enough to deal with the Demon Race’s two Late Stage Tribulation Crossing experts.
"Who’s getting killed? You? Or are you just hoping to be Qingyou’s scapegoat? Bring Qingyou out!"
The Wolf Race chief stepped forward, visibly annoyed and impatient.
"You’re not even worthy to see her."
Lin Chang’sheng’s voice was cold as ice.
"Arrogant brat! Fine, since you’re asking for it, go die!"
The Wolf Race chief lost his patience, gesturing for his men to kill Lin Chang’sheng.
The two Wolf Race experts knew what to do—their Primordial Power exploded as they lunged for Lin Chang’sheng.
Seeing this, Lin Chang’sheng instantly darted back, then flicked his hand, summoning all three of his Late Stage Tribulation Crossing Corpse Puppets.
The Puppets blocked the attacks from the Wolf Race experts without missing a beat.
"Corpse Puppets?"
The Wolf Race chief was clearly surprised by such lethal Corpse Puppets—he hadn’t thought Lin Chang’sheng would know Corpse Refining.
And these Corpse Puppets all had Late Stage Tribulation Crossing cultivation. Not easy stuff.
After all, Lin Chang’sheng’s own cultivation was only at Late Stage of Mahayana, and yet he could control Puppets at a higher realm? Unreal.
"You think these Corpse Puppets can save your sorry life? Dream on!"
Seeing his two subordinates locked down, the Wolf Race chief decided to get hands-on and kill Lin Chang’sheng himself.
But Lin Chang’sheng wasn’t about to let him try—he instantly took out the Holy Soul Banner, swept his hand, and sucked the Wolf Race expert right into the Banner.
"Huh? An Array?"
Inside the Holy Soul Banner’s world, the Wolf Race chief was shocked.
What the hell is this kid? Not only did he refine Late Stage Tribulation Crossing Corpse Puppets, he has an array powerful enough to pull me inside?
"You think some little Array can hold me? Delusional!"
The Wolf Race chief snorted in contempt. No way this youngster could set up a truly powerful array at his age.
Even though he’d failed the Immortal Tribulation and become a Loose Immortal, he still carried Immortal Power in his body.
Your average Grand Array wouldn’t keep him trapped.
Boom—
He slammed his palm down, Immortal Power shaking the whole Array—yet the Array didn’t show a single crack.
"Impossible!"
He tried again and again, but every attempt failed.
This Array could trap even the Corpse Evil Daoist, an Immortal Realm master. A Loose Immortal like him trying to break out? Forget it.
"So—this array. Satisfied?"
Lin Chang’sheng laughed.
You think some random Loose Immortal can break out?
"Don’t gloat yet. When I break this array, I’ll grind your bones to dust!"
The Wolf Race chief raged, but there was no time for talk—countless Corpse Puppet souls swarmed him like a tidal wave, drowning him out.
Lin Chang’sheng took back his Divine Thought and turned his attention to the two Wolf Race experts under siege from the three Corpse Puppets.
He might as well finish them off first.
Sizzle—
Lin Chang’sheng summoned the Divine Thunder Bow. Celestial Thunder converged all around him, silver snakes of lightning crackling in the air, electric radiance flickering over his entire form.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
He drew his Longbow, firing volley after volley of Divine Thunder Arrows straight at the two Wolf Race experts.
"Tricks for kids!"
The Wolf Race experts scoffed, seeing the thunder and lightning arrows speeding toward them. Primordial Power surged around them as they tried to block the arrows.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A rapid series of explosive blasts went off all around the Wolf Race experts.
The Thunderbolt Arrows couldn’t punch through their Elemental Shields, but still made them stagger.
The Corpse Puppets closed in—slowing their defense just enough for them to start getting beaten back, step by step.