Simplification System: From Perfect Arrow Skill to Immortal-Chapter 348 - 288: Array Formation to Slay the Enemy, Array of Myriad Gods Slaying Immortals
"We absolutely cannot let Su Changkong rule over the Southern Realm alone!"
Elder Chen’s lips were streaked with fresh blood as he spoke with unwavering resolve.
If Su Changkong is allowed to unify the Southern Realm, none of them would see another good day.
His disciples dare to steal treasures from other sects, and he turns a blind eye—his intentions are clear.
As soon as his words fell, Elder Chen crushed a Transmission Talisman Treasure and disappeared from the spot.
When he reappeared, he had already returned to the Golden Talisman Sect.
Meanwhile, Lin Chang’sheng had already leveled up his mastery of the Space Transmission Array to Perfection.
[Devouring Immortal Demon Technique Entry Level!]
In the next instant, the Devouring Immortal Demon Technique reached Entry Level.
"Not bad. Once Devouring Immortal Demon Technique reaches Perfection, I’ll be able to absorb Demon Cultivators’ magical power directly—my cultivation speed will increase significantly!"
Lin Chang’sheng thought to himself.
Directly absorbing others’ magical power is much faster than drawing spiritual energy from spirit stones.
[Devouring Immortal Demon Technique detected. Spend 20,000 spirit stones to simplify it?]
In the next instant, the panel displayed a prompt.
"20,000 spirit stones?"
This startled Lin Chang’sheng.
Luckily, he was not short of spirit stones at the moment—otherwise, an average person wouldn’t be able to afford the simplification.
Of course, the more spirit stones required to simplify, the stronger the technique must be.
"Simplify!"
Lin Chang’sheng chose simplification without hesitation.
[Great Dao is Simple: Simplifying Devouring Immortal Demon Technique... Simplifying... Completed. Devouring Immortal Demon Technique == Drinking Water!]
"Drinking Water?"
The simplification truly satisfied Lin Chang’sheng—improving proficiency just by drinking water, it couldn’t be easier.
"Elder Lin—"
Just as Lin Chang’sheng was about to continue cultivating the Devouring Immortal Demon Technique, Elder Chen’s voice sounded from outside.
Lin Chang’sheng immediately opened the stone door.
Outside, Elder Chen’s lips were stained with blood, clearly gravely injured.
"Elder Chen, what happened?"
Lin Chang’sheng asked at once; hadn’t all the Demon Path Department’s experts already been slain? Who could have wounded Elder Chen?
"It—it’s Su Changkong! He’s broken through Hao Zhix and advanced to the Divinity Transformation Realm, Elder Lin, you must flee! He’s heading straight for the Golden Talisman Sect—he’ll arrive very soon!"
Elder Chen voiced his worries.
Su Changkong’s purpose this time was to kill Lin Chang’sheng; he’d likely spare the Golden Talisman Sect too much trouble.
Still, it was hard to say—Su Changkong was already bordering on madness.
But even if the entire Golden Talisman Sect were to fall, Lin Chang’sheng absolutely could not be allowed to die.
After all, Lin Chang’sheng’s potential far surpassed the entire Golden Talisman Sect.
As long as Lin Chang’sheng survived, there was still a chance to kill Su Changkong; he mustn’t be allowed to dominate the Southern Realm alone.
Otherwise, the Southern Realm would be plunged into an endless nightmare.
"He finished his tribulation crossing so quickly?"
Lin Chang’sheng was surprised; he’d thought he had a little more time, but Su Changkong had already completed it.
Thinking it over, Lin Chang’sheng decided not to flee.
Because if he ran, the Golden Talisman Sect and the other Three Great Sects would be doomed to extermination.
Better to lay down a grand array here and await Su Changkong’s arrival.
With the aid of the array, he might yet have the strength to battle Su Changkong.
"Indeed! A Divinity Transformation expert is no match for us Nascent Soul cultivators—you must escape!"
Elder Chen exclaimed anxiously.
"I appreciate your concern, Elder Chen! But if I leave, what will become of you all? I’ve decided to stay and face Su Changkong!"
Lin Chang’sheng voiced his decision.
His words left Elder Chen deeply shocked.
Lin Chang’sheng meant to face a Divinity Transformation expert with just a Nascent Soul body?
That was like an egg striking a rock!
"It’s not worth it!"
"Elder Chen, no need to say more. My mind is made up; please evacuate all disciples from the sect! I will set up an array here to greet Su Changkong!"
Lin Chang’sheng instructed.
Seeing Lin Chang’sheng’s determined gaze, Elder Chen knew further persuasion was useless; with a helpless sigh, he hurried off to evacuate the sect disciples.
If a massive battle broke out here, the Golden Talisman Sect’s disciples would be caught in the crossfire—evacuation was the wisest choice now.
Watching Elder Chen depart, Lin Chang’sheng wasted no time and immediately began arranging the Array of Myriad Gods Slaying Immortals around Golden Talisman Sect.
This grand array was capable of trapping even the Bi Xi beast, so trapping Su Changkong should not be difficult.
Time flashed by—three hours passed in the blink of an eye.
Lin Chang’sheng had just finished setting up the Array of Myriad Gods Slaying Immortals when, in the next moment, Su Changkong arrived.
A flying shuttle hovered above the Golden Talisman Sect, atop which stood three figures.
Leading them was Su Changkong, with Zhao Fuhu and Zhuge Buping beside him.
Seeing these three, a smile curved Lin Chang’sheng’s lips.
With all three together, he could wipe them out at once—no need to seek them out one by one.
As Lin Chang’sheng locked eyes with Su Changkong, Su Changkong also spotted him.
"Lin Chang’sheng! You slew my sect’s forefather—today will be the day you die!"
Su Changkong sneered with disdain.
Lin Chang’sheng was merely a Late Stage Nascent Soul cultivator—how could he stand against a Divinity Transformation expert like him?
"Lin Chang’sheng, once you die, I’ll use your flesh and blood to honor my brother and master—your blood will pay for your crimes!"
Zhao Fuhu quickly added.
It seemed Lin Chang’sheng’s death was already sealed in their eyes.
Indeed, under normal circumstances, Lin Chang’sheng, with just Nascent Soul cultivation, stood no chance against a Divinity Transformation expert—his fate should be death. But with the grand array in place, the situation changed.
"I understand how you feel, but taking my life won’t be that easy. Try breaking this array first!"
Lin Chang’sheng stomped his foot, and the entire ground quaked violently beneath him.
A curtain of light shot skyward, wrapping the entire Golden Talisman Sect in its embrace.
Seeing things turn dire, Zhao Fuhu darted away in flight.
Zhuge Buping quickly followed—after all, the might of an array could not be underestimated.
Even if Su Changkong could withstand the array’s power, they might not survive.
Yet the speed of the array’s activation was so swift that only Zhao Fuhu managed to escape in time; Zhuge Buping and Su Changkong were both trapped within.
"A mere array dares to try and trap me?"
Su Changkong scoffed. How powerful could a grand array arranged by a Nascent Soul cultivator truly be?
But Su Changkong wasn’t in a rush to smash the array—he thrust out his palm to attack Lin Chang’sheng.
Once Lin Chang’sheng was dead, he’d have plenty of time to break the array.
After all, Lin Chang’sheng was trapped inside with them.
A casual strike from a Divinity Transformation expert—a force that could not be underestimated—the entire sky rippled and twisted.
His attack bore the weight of heaven and earth, pressing down upon Lin Chang’sheng; its force was like the wrath of a celestial god.
Knowing his own magical power was inadequate, Lin Chang’sheng quickly traced symbols in the air with his fingers.
Golden light flashed instantly, and a teleportation gate materialized miraculously before Lin Chang’sheng.
In the next moment, Lin Chang’sheng stepped through it, instantly appearing outside the array.
Rumble—
The immense power of the palm strike crashed down upon the towering mountain range of Golden Talisman Sect, unleashing a deafening explosion.
The thousand-zhang-tall mountain range was instantly leveled by Su Changkong’s single palm.
The force of his palm was tyrannical beyond measure.
Fortunately, Elder Chen had already evacuated the sect disciples—otherwise, countless lives would have been lost in that strike.
