Simplification System: From Perfect Arrow Skill to Immortal-Chapter 371 - 310: Situ Wu Severely Wounded and Flees, Yan Zhen on the Brink of Death
As Situ Wu’s Primordial Spirit Dharma Body failed to withstand Lin Chang’sheng, his real body was also repeatedly bested by Yan Zhen.
Several times, he’d barely avoided having his physical body invaded by the Cold Ice Sword Qi.
Seeing this, Zhao Fuhu couldn’t help but take two steps back. He’d originally thought that with Situ Wu’s cultivation, killing Lin Chang’sheng would be a simple task.
He never imagined Lin Chang’sheng would miraculously break through to the Divinity Transformation Stage, battling Situ Wu to a stalemate—maybe even gaining the upper hand.
If this went on, maybe Situ Wu would actually lose.
Zhao Fuhu certainly wouldn’t just sit and wait to be captured. His gaze instantly shifted to the four severely wounded Sect Leaders.
He knew Lin Chang’sheng was a man who valued relationships, so he planned to use the Sect Leaders as hostages.
However, Lin Chang’sheng had already noticed Zhao Fushe’s actions.
With a sweep, he unleashed his Primordial Power Realm, the powerful pressure of his Divine Sense instantly suppressing Zhao Fuhu until he couldn’t move at all.
"Zhao Fuhu, you were once a Liuyun Immortal Sect Disciple, yet you help the wicked and slaughter your brothers. Let’s see who can save you now."
Lin Chang’sheng let out a cold snort.
Zhao Fuhu’s talent did surprise Lin Chang’sheng a bit; he hadn’t expected him to have reached the Nascent Soul Stage already.
With his Dual Spirit Roots and Anomalous Thunder Spirit Root, even the Four Great Sect Leaders couldn’t defeat him.
That wasn’t a level ordinary geniuses could even compare to.
If Lin Chang’sheng himself wasn’t so dazzling, Zhao Fuhu would’ve no doubt made his own name known far and wide.
So, Lin Chang’sheng couldn’t afford to let Zhao Fuhu live—if he grew stronger someday, he might become a significant obstacle.
"What a joke! Lin Chang’sheng, weren’t you also a disciple of the Liuyun Immortal Sect back then? You even killed Su Changkong and the Sect’s old ancestor—so what I’ve done is nothing in comparison!"
Zhao Fuhu sneered.
People strive upwards; water flows downwards. Zhao Fuhu had no interest in being trapped in the Liuyun Immortal Sect his whole life.
Besides, the current Liuyun Immortal Sect wasn’t what it used to be. Lin Chang’sheng had even renamed it the Immortal Ascension Sect; he couldn’t wait to see it destroyed.
"Die!"
Lin Chang’sheng couldn’t be bothered to waste words on Zhao Fuhu.
If Su Changkong hadn’t tried to kill him first, would Lin Chang’sheng have struck back?
On the other hand, the Liuyun Immortal Sect never said they wanted to kill Zhao Fuhu.
This was purely a personal grudge between Lin Chang’sheng and Zhao Fuhu.
As his shout faded, Lin Chang’sheng struck out with a Palm Seal— Three Thousand Divine Buddha Seals.
Three thousand golden Buddha Palm Seals condensed in the heavens, transforming into a golden canopy that pressed down toward Zhao Fuhu.
The aura was so overpowering that Zhao Fuhu could never withstand it. His pupils instantly filled with terror.
"Immortal Venerable, save me!"
Zhao Fuhu cried out in panic, his last hope resting on Situ Wu.
If Situ Wu didn’t save him, Lin Chang’sheng’s palm would wipe out both him and his corpse, leaving nothing behind.
"Traitor! Even death is too good for you!"
Liao Bugui shouted angrily. If not for Yan Zhen and Lin Chang’sheng’s intervention, they’d probably all be dead already.
So if Lin Chang’sheng killed Zhao Fuhu now, Liao Bugui felt he deserved it.
But unexpectedly, just as Lin Chang’sheng was about to finish off Zhao Fuhu, Situ Wu intervened to stop him.
He slashed forth with stroke after stroke of Sword Aura, tearing the three thousand Palm Seals apart.
Then, with his left palm, he drew Zhao Fuhu straight to his side.
Zhao Fuhu’s talent was extraordinary; if he survived and grew, he’d become a powerful right-hand man.
So Situ Wu refused to let Zhao Fuhu die here.
"Worms, you all got lucky today. When I recover my strength, I’ll return for your lives!"
Seeing he’d get nothing today, Situ Wu prepared to escape with Zhao Fuhu.
Dealing with Yan Zhen alone was challenging enough, and now with Lin Chang’sheng here too—
If he didn’t leave now, he might be gravely wounded.
Once his strength recovered, how could mere Divinity Transformation Realm cultivators dare oppose him?
He could squash them like ants!
With those words, Situ Wu’s Primordial Spirit merged back into his real body. After sending Yan Zhen flying with a palm strike, he made to flee.
"Think you can get away?"
Lin Chang’sheng’s cold voice rang out—he had no intention of letting them go.
After all, he’d unleashed the Celestial Ghost Devouring Sound Technique; if he let them escape, wouldn’t the decades or centuries of his lifespan be for nothing?
Lin Chang’sheng stepped forward, instantly chasing after Situ Wu with the Heaven-Stepping Immortal-Tracking Step, lightning fast.
In nearly an instant, Lin Chang’sheng caught up to Situ Wu and Zhao Fuhu.
Ring—
Lin Chang’sheng’s blade slashed forth, driving straight for Situ Wu’s back.
Seeing this, Situ Wu’s heart trembled. Was this brat really this fast?
There was no time to strike back—dodging was his only option.
But Lin Chang’sheng’s Blade Aura was blindingly swift; in a flash, it was upon him.
Situ Wu dodged the most vital spot, but his arm was severed clean off.
A jet of blood splattered through the sky as the severed arm fell from above.
Chiii—
As the blood hit the ground, it sizzled violently—proof of the fearsome energy in a cultivator’s body.
"Aaargh! You beast! I’ll make you pay—I’ll rip you apart, tendon by tendon!"
Wounded and in pain, Situ Wu roared with fury.
But before he could finish yelling, Yan Zhen’s erupting Cold Ice Sword Qi struck out from not far away, forcing him back three leagues.
Dragging Zhao Fuhu, he fled in a panic.
Lin Chang’sheng wanted to keep chasing, but just then, he glanced back to see Yan Zhen clutching her head, falling from the sky.
He couldn’t tell if her Divine Soul was shattered or if she’d been hurt elsewhere.
Compared to hunting Situ Wu down, Lin Chang’sheng naturally chose to save Yan Zhen.
In midair, Lin Chang’sheng caught Yan Zhen, helplessly watching as Situ Wu dragged Zhao Fuhu away, disappearing into the horizon.
