Simplification System: From Perfect Arrow Skill to Immortal-Chapter 366 - 306: Yan Zhen’s Transformation, Immortal Domain Cold Jade Palace
"Get lost, get away from me!"
The female disciple wasn’t stupid—she realized she’d just been harassed by Cao De, and, raging, she kicked him hard, sending him flying. He skidded across the ground nearly thirty feet before regaining his balance.
"A dog biting Lu Dongbin—can’t even recognize a good person when you see one!"
Cao De wasn’t angry at all; instead, a grin played at the corners of his mouth.
He thought back to that moment of warmth just now—man, it felt damn good inside.
"Wang Chonglou, is that all you’ve got?"
Zhao Fuhu saw that even Wang Chonglou’s full-force strike couldn’t do anything to him, and he got even more arrogant.
Over half the thousand sword auras in front of him had already been shattered by his Celestial Thunder.
"Don’t get cocky!"
Ling Yue saw that Wang Chonglou couldn’t handle Zhao Fuhu for now. With a sharp cry, she leapt into the fight herself.
She slashed out streak after streak of sword qi, aiming straight for Zhao Fuhu.
"Beast, let’s see how arrogant you get now!"
Liao Bugui saw both sect leaders attacking at once and figured Zhao Fuhu was finished for sure.
But what he didn’t expect was that Zhao Fuhu, with one hand, was controlling Celestial Thunder to fend off Wang Chonglou, while with the other, he unleashed endless fiery flames, which turned into blazing flame blades to counter Ling Yue’s attack.
Boom, boom, boom—
The sword auras from both sides clashed, but neither could top the other.
"That’s—that’s the Fiery Sun Treasure Manual!"
Qianyang Daoist instantly recognized Zhao Fuhu’s fiery power as the Fiery Sun Treasure Manual’s ultimate technique: the Flame Blade.
He could mold the scorching sun’s flames into domineering sword blades—every single blade packed the punch of a lower-grade magical treasure.
The stronger your cultivation, the deeper your enlightenment, the more terrifying the power you unleashed.
Once you reached perfection, you could wield fiery flame any way you wanted—turning it into anything from swords and blades to tigers and fist auras.
From the looks of it, Zhao Fuhu was just getting started, only able to condense flame blades so far. Yet even at this level, with just the might of the Treasure Manual itself, he could stand toe to toe with Ling Yue. That showed just how remarkable the Treasure Manual really was.
"Not bad at all. As expected of someone with an Anomalous Thunder Spirit Root. Not only can you fight above your level, you can take on two at once. I’m glad I invested in you!"
Situ Wu watched Zhao Fuhu handle the other sect experts with ease and felt pretty pleased with himself.
But enough playing around, enough chaos—it was time to wrap this up on his own terms.
Bang—
A surge of supremely powerful primordial energy burst out from Situ Wu, instantly blasting Wang Chonglou and Ling Yue into the air.
Splurt—
Both spat a mouthful of blood mid-air; it was clear they’d been badly hurt.
And that was just the ripple effect of Situ Wu’s primordial energy. If he really went all in, they probably couldn’t even put up a fight.
"Tell me—where is that little worm Lin Chang’sheng? Maybe if I’m in a good mood, I’ll let you live."
Situ Wu looked expressionlessly at the four wounded cultivators.
He looked like a refined, cultured man, but inside, he was a total bloodthirsty maniac.
Anyone who pissed him off was marked for death. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮
That included every sect leader present.
He might talk about sparing lives...
But even if they told him, they’d still die; they’d just wind up as nourishment to help Situ Wu recover his strength.
To him, these ants didn’t even count as living beings.
"You want to kill Lin Chang’sheng? In your dreams!"
Ling Yue had already seen this outcome coming, which was why she suggested escaping—at least one person surviving was better than everyone dying.
Going head-on meant only certain death.
Now, Lin Chang’sheng was the Southern Realm’s last hope. It wasn’t just that Ling Yue didn’t know where he was—even if she did, there’s no way she’d tell Situ Wu.
Only if Lin Chang’sheng broke through to the Divinity Transformation Realm would there be a chance for a real battle against Situ Wu.
Until then, Lin Chang’sheng absolutely could not fall.
"Even if you don’t tell me, I can still find that little worm! Now I’ll send you all on your way—so you won’t be lonely on the Path to the Underworld!"
Situ Wu slowly raised his right hand, intending to wipe everyone out in a single blow.
"Hmm?"
But just as he was about to strike, he suddenly sensed a powerful surge of primordial energy pulsing from a nearby mountain range.
"Another strong cultivator hiding in the Immortal Relic Land?"
Situ Wu was surprised.
Judging from the energy fluctuations, whoever it was had to be at least at the Divinity Transformation Stage or above.
Bang—
The stone door to a closed-door cultivation chamber shattered and, howling, flew straight at Situ Wu!
Situ Wu flicked a finger, blowing the stone door to dust.
From within, a graceful, mature woman stepped out.
Her figure was elegant, her forehead high, her face like white jade.
Her slender waist was so narrow you could encircle it with a single arm—she was a true stunner.
But right now, no one dared think any dirty thoughts, because the aura in this woman rivaled Situ Wu’s own.
Cao De, standing outside the chamber, was left dumbstruck.
"Th-this has got to be at least Divinity Transformation Stage! Since when did we have such a powerhouse guarding our sect?"
Cao De was rocked to his core. He’d just been thinking about hitting on her, never expecting that the woman Ji Ruyan brought back would actually have cultivation at the Divinity Transformation Level.
This woman was none other than Yan Zhen, who had returned with Ji Ruyan to the Immortal Ascension Sect.
Over the last few months, under Ji Ruyan’s care, Yan Zhen had gotten a good grasp on her own cultivation and was getting more and more adept at her powers.
The one thing she still couldn’t fix, though, was the blinding headaches that hit her from time to time.
No idea what was causing them.
Right now, the moment Yan Zhen heard that someone was after Lin Chang’sheng, she could no longer hold back her primordial energy—it exploded forth from her body.
Lin Chang’sheng was now basically Yan Zhen’s only family; she wasn’t about to let anyone hurt him, not even a little.
"You... want to kill Chang’sheng?"
Yan Zhen enunciated each word, and it felt like every syllable carried a terrifying, bone-chilling cold.
As she finished speaking, Yan Zhen stepped forward.
With every step, the ground beneath her iced over; waves of brutal, freezing energy spread outward, sending chills through everyone nearby.
If that intense cold swept over your whole body, you’d be turned into an ice sculpture in an instant.
"Cold Ice Body? No—that’s the Thousand Profound Ice Soul Technique! You’re from the Immortal Domain’s Cold Jade Palace?"
Situ Wu’s heart skipped a beat. Who would’ve expected to run into a cultivator from the Immortal Realm in a godforsaken place like this?
Apparently he wasn’t the only one healing up here—she must have come to this spot after being seriously wounded, too.
"The Immortal Realm? She’s from the Immortal Realm? No wonder nobody could handle her!"
"Makes sense! Even a random gatekeeper from the Immortal Realm is out of our league!"
"Not sure which of these two is stronger... but either way, we’d better get the hell away from here. When Divinity Transformation experts fight, everything for a hundred miles could get wrecked."
"Yeah—let’s bail!"
The onlookers were left reeling in shock.
Some wanted to stick around and witness this peak battle, while others immediately started running for their lives.
After all, when Divinity Transformation experts clash, that’s not something you want to linger for.
Slip up once, and you’re toast.
