Simplification System: From Perfect Arrow Skill to Immortal

Chapter 618 - 432: Turning Against Each Other, the Qiankun Godslaying Celestial Array Once More

"Take action!"

Liu Wuya barked an order.

Zhou Tong and Cao Yu instantly stopped talking, channeling their vast Primordial Power and launching attacks at Lin Chang’sheng.

One cast a palm seal, the other struck with a fist.

Two mighty attacks descended from the vault of heaven, as if wrathful Celestial Gods themselves were smiting with overwhelming pressure.

Faced with these two fierce assaults, Lin Chang’sheng had no way to withstand them, and under their crushing might, he could hardly move an inch.

But the Three-headed Ice and Fire Python showed no fear at all, spewing twin blasts of ice and fire in defiance.

The fire attack transformed into legions of Flaming Skeletons wielding flaming long sabers, charging forth; the ice assault became ranks of Frost Soldiers gripping long spears, surging to kill.

Boom! Boom! Boom—

In the next instant, both sides’ attacks collided fiercely, erupting in thunderous detonations that shook the heavens.

Amid the deafening cacophony, neither side could claim advantage—

In fact, the Three-headed Ice and Fire Python’s barrage was even more savage, directly shattering the palm seal and fist aura assaults.

Countless flaming sabers and icy spears swept toward the Three Great Elders.

Fortunately, these were mere aftershocks, easily repelled by the Three Great Elders.

Immortal Palace.

The great rumbling here had drawn the attention of Immortal Palace disciples and the elders and stewards from all quarters. No one knew what was happening outside, but streaks of fire kept soaring into the sky in the distance.

"What on earth is going on? Is someone actually making trouble at Immortal Palace?"

"Impossible. Maybe a Demon Beast has invaded our territory and the elders are surrounding it!"

"Is there really such a thing? Shouldn’t we go take a look?"

"Hurry—if we’re late, we’ll miss everything!"

"I haven’t seen the elders of Immortal Palace take action in years. The power is monstrous—we can’t miss this!"

...

With murmurs all around, countless disciples rushed toward the battlefield.

But seated calmly in the tallest great hall of Immortal Palace, Yu Qianxue wore an expression of utter confidence, not stirring in the slightest.

She refused to believe the Three Great Elders couldn’t force Lin Chang’sheng to reveal his Evil Dao techniques.

As long as Lin Chang’sheng resorted to such means, it would be proof he was an evil cultivator.

If Lin Chang’sheng survived—even if he was barely breathing—she could save his life.

Lin Chang’sheng had no idea what Yu Qianxue was thinking, nor did he care.

He only knew these three were dead set on ending his life.

He had indeed practiced some Demon Path demon techniques, but he’d never used those evil arts to harm innocents.

"Xiaonan, hold them back!"

As Xiaonan clashed fiercely with the Three Great Elders, Lin Chang’sheng finally found his chance to slip away.

He planned to flee, then set an array at a distance.

Once the array was complete, should the Three Great Elders come, they’d face certain death.

Xiaonan immediately understood Lin Chang’sheng’s plan and mustered her power to its peak.

Beyond her ice and fire attacks, even her fourth head unleashed thunderbolt strikes together.

The area became engulfed by lightning python force—every living thing blasted by the fearsome thunder.

"Go seize that brat—don’t let him escape!"

Liu Wuya instructed, and at his words, Cao Yu instantly stopped attacking and raced after Lin Chang’sheng.

Though Lin Chang’sheng possessed a swift Light Body Technique, compared to Mahayana stage experts he was still lacking.

Feeling his pursuers close in behind, Lin Chang’sheng nocked the Divine Thunder Bow once again.

Shua shua shua—

Nine thunderbolt arrows ripped through the sky, aiming straight for Cao Yu.

At first, Cao Yu dismissed Lin Chang’sheng’s attack as nothing.

But when the volley struck, his face instantly changed.

These arrows were savagely powerful, far beyond what an Integration stage could produce—their force was overwhelming, and the path of each arrow was hard to predict, haunting like a specter, vanishing and reappearing at will.

Cao Yu smashed three arrows coming from head-on with his palm; yet attacks still came from above, each side, even his own back.

This left Cao Yu shocked to the core.

He had to stop and deal with the arrows first.

In that brief moment of distraction, Lin Chang’sheng had already vanished into the sky.

But Cao Yu’s divine sense was still locked onto Lin Chang’sheng—as long as he didn’t escape thirty thousand miles, he could be tracked.

Boom boom boom—

Blasts kept landing on Cao Yu, erupting with chain detonations.

Although Cao Yu could block the arrows—

Even so, their celestial thunder and fiery flame power rattled his eardrums and sent tingling numbness across his whole body.

"Such tyrannical thunderbolt arrows!"

Cao Yu couldn’t help but exclaim, "You little beast—let’s see where you can run!"

With these words, Cao Yu chased toward Lin Chang’sheng’s escape route.

Seeing Cao Yu closing in, Lin Chang’sheng knew he couldn’t shake him, so he immediately sent out a Mahayana stage corpse puppet with a wave.

He then bit his finger, dropping a bead of blood onto the corpse puppet.

This instantly filled the early stage Mahayana corpse puppet with evil qi, pushing it into the middle stage of Mahayana cultivation.

Such was the terror of the Divine Corpse Technique.

"A corpse puppet?"

Cao Yu was about to catch Lin Chang’sheng when a towering corpse puppet appeared before him, startling him.

He rushed to dodge the corpse puppet’s deadly blows—

This puppet was no joke, with cultivation equal to Cao Yu himself.

Cao Yu couldn’t even break the body of the corpse puppet.

He was forced back again and again.

"Lin Chang’sheng is actually an evil cultivator?"

The sight of the corpse puppet shook Cao Yu deeply—he never imagined Lin Chang’sheng’s Corpse Refining Technique was so strong, able to produce a corpse puppet at middle stage Mahayana.

With the puppet’s protection, Lin Chang’sheng could slip away.

He soon found a place perfect for array formation—and began setting up the Qiankun Godslaying Celestial Array.

Lin Chang’sheng had prepared this grand array multiple times, and had both array foundation and array plate, so the setup was simple.

Just half an incense stick’s time was enough.

A moment later, the grand array was done.

Lin Chang’sheng waved the puppet back to his side, and signaled Xiaonan to retreat as well.

In the next instant, Cao Yu arrived first, hot on Lin Chang’sheng’s heels—straight into the array.

"Not running anymore?"

Cao Yu’s voice was cold, assuming Lin Chang’sheng had given up.

He supposed Lin Chang’sheng knew escape was hopeless, and so had chosen his own graveyard.

"I never wished to be enemies with Immortal Palace. If you force me at every turn, you have only yourselves to blame!"

Lin Chang’sheng answered coolly.

Once this array was activated, Cao Yu would have no hope of survival.

Meanwhile, Xiaonan soon arrived, followed closely by Liu Wuya and the others.

"Lin Chang’sheng, you really did refine a corpse puppet—as if you’ll still deny being an evil cultivator?"

Liu Wuya shouted angrily.

He hadn’t chased Lin Chang’sheng just now,

But his divine sense had detected the corpse puppet.

"Who says refining a corpse puppet makes one evil? Are those so-called righteous folks who slaughter innocents really good people?"

Lin Chang’sheng scoffed, "If you want to kill me, then say so—don’t need to pin labels on me!"

"Fine, then I’ll grant your wish!"

Liu Wuya had no interest in further debate. Primordial Power surged, his sword blade gleamed, and transformed into a Celestial Vault Giant Sword, slashing at Lin Chang’sheng.

If that sword struck Lin Chang’sheng, he would surely die—no hope of survival.

As the sword aura neared, Lin Chang’sheng showed not the slightest fear; in the next second, his Primordial Power flared.

Lin Chang’sheng simply vanished from the spot—and when he appeared again, he was a kilometer away.

"Space Secret Technique?"

Liu Wuya was dumbstruck—he never expected Lin Chang’sheng would even know Space Secret Techniques, able to inscribe a Space Array?

Lin Chang’sheng didn’t care what they thought; he stamped the earth beneath him, activating the Qiankun Godslaying Celestial Array.

A golden pillar of light shot into the sky, immediately enveloping a ten-mile radius.

By the time Liu Wuya and the rest reacted, the area was locked tight by the grand array.

"An array?"

Liu Wuya sneered; he refused to believe any formation Lin Chang’sheng set up could be so fearsome!

"Enjoy your final moments of life!"

Lin Chang’sheng said icily, drifting right out of the array.

The three tried to leave—but it wouldn’t be so simple.

Liu Wuya didn’t believe Lin Chang’sheng could set up a terrifying grand array, so he swung his blade fiercely at the formation.

Rumble—

When the sword aura struck the grand array, a violent boom rang out, but the formation only rippled gently, and then stilled.

Proof of the array’s sturdiness—brute force was nowhere near enough to break it.

At least, the strength of a Mahayana cultivator was still far short of shattering this formation.