Chapter 525: Chapter 386: Two-headed Demon Frog, Immortal Corpse Sect—That’s Some Heavy Taste

"Not a bad haul!"

Lin Chang’sheng was quite pleased with the Cloud Soaring Sun Chasing Step.

Not only had his Immortal Techniques improved significantly, but now Lin Chang’sheng also possessed a Perfect Level Beast Taming Secret Technique.

Turns out, the Myriad Beasts Sect could control countless Demon Beasts by using this Secret Technique to establish a link with them.

This allowed one to command Demon Beasts as easily as moving an arm or a leg.

With this kind of Secret Technique, when Lin Chang’sheng encountered Demon Beasts with lower cultivation than his own, he could easily handle them.

"Just need to get the Void Saint King Technique to Perfection!"

Lin Chang’sheng thought to himself, then left the area.

He planned to find a city and see if there was a brothel around, hoping a beauty might help him cultivate the technique to Perfection.

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.

It had to be said—the Immortal Realm was truly vast.

During those three days, Lin Chang’sheng hadn’t come across another city.

But he did run into several sect disciples out training, battling a fearsome Two-headed Demon Frog.

There were six disciples altogether: four men, two women.

Their cultivation hovered around the Middle Stage of Divinity Transformation.

This Demon Frog wasn’t easily dealt with, covered all over in thick, nearly indestructible armor and oozing with toxic slime—a careless touch could mean instant death.

And from its mouth, it would occasionally spit out a stream of corrosive saliva, forcing the disciples to constantly fall back.

Just so happened Lin Chang’sheng had nothing better to do, so he decided to rest on a boulder not far from the mountain range. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

The main reason was that Lin Chang’sheng thought one of the women looked rather cute; maybe watching from afar could help him grind proficiency for the Void Saint King Technique.

Void Saint King Technique Experience Points +1!

Void Saint King Technique Experience Points +1!

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Sure enough, as Lin Chang’sheng watched the woman in the distance, his Void Saint King Technique proficiency kept skyrocketing.

Though sometimes there would be pauses.

If you stare at someone for too long and feel nothing, there’s something wrong with you.

After all, the woman had an attractive face, a graceful figure, and Lin Chang’sheng was a young man full of vigor.

"Senior Brother Wei, this Two-headed Demon Frog’s cultivation is way higher than we expected—let’s just retreat!"

One disciple shouted anxiously; clearly, they were struggling to withstand the Demon Frog’s assault, showing signs of collapse.

"Go!"

The one called Senior Brother Wei seemed to realize they couldn’t handle the Demon Frog, and immediately decided to retreat.

Though slaying the Demon Frog would net them eighty Immortal Crystals from the sect...

At times like this, your own life comes first.

In an instant, everyone scrambled to escape!

But as soon as they turned to run, the Demon Frog’s attacks grew even wilder.

Its tongue shot out, snaring a disciple and quickly dragging him into its belly.

Inside the Two-headed Demon Frog’s stomach was an intensely corrosive fluid; once a human entered, they were instantly reduced to nothing but white bone.

"Ah—"

With that shriek, the disciple was swallowed by the Demon Frog, vanishing without a trace.

Senior Brother Wei saw this and bolted even faster.

He didn’t care about the other junior brothers and sisters; in a life-or-death moment, his own survival was everything.

"Senior Brother Wei, save me—"

One junior sister cried out desperately as the Demon Frog leapt toward her, dropping down onto her position.

But Senior Brother Wei in front didn’t even look back.

Seeing all this, Lin Chang’sheng was just about to step in—after all, the woman in question was the very disciple he’d been watching to level up his technique.

However, before Lin Chang’sheng could act, a jet-black Fist Aura blasted out of the woods nearby.

The Fist Aura carried the sound of wailing ghosts and wolves—terrifying resentment echoing through the air.

Boom—

The punch landed squarely on the Demon Frog’s belly, sending it flying.

It was clear just how powerful this Fist Aura was.

The Two-headed Demon Frog, wounded and knowing it was outmatched, fled in haste.

Everyone thought their savior had arrived, but as the person who repelled the Demon Frog stepped out from the forest, all the disciples looked as if they’d met their worst enemy.

A young man dressed in black walked out, thick black mist swirling around him.

Black fog coiled even across his face, making him look bizarre and sinister—you could tell at a glance this guy wasn’t a righteous cultivator.

"Run—he’s with the Immortal Corpse Sect!"

Wei Yan shouted in horror, darting away immediately.

But the Immortal Corpse Sect guy wasn’t going to let him off that easy.

He released his Middle Stage Void Refining Cultivation, locking the five of them down so they couldn’t move.

"Right off the mountain and I found five perfect bodies to refine into Corpse Puppets—hell yeah!"

The black-robed man’s mouth curled into a cruel, cold smile beneath the swirling mist.

Clearly, he planned to refine these five disciples into Corpse Puppets.

Seeing this, Lin Chang’sheng was rather surprised.

He’d thought the Immortal Realm was all Immortal Sects; didn’t expect to run into evil cultivators here.

But now that he thought about it, it was normal—even the Abandoned Land had Demon Cultivators, so of course the Immortal Realm would as well.

Demon cultivators from the Lower Realm ascend to the Immortal Realm and naturally build their own Demon Cultivation Sects.

This Immortal Corpse Sect—seems to be quite the Demon Sect power.

"If you kill us, Cyan Cloud Sect won’t let you get away!"

One disciple quickly invoked his sect, hoping to scare the corpse cultivator off.

But this guy wasn’t so easy to scare.

"Ooo, I’m soooo scared! If I remember right, your Cyan Cloud Sect’s leader is just a Mahayana-stage bug! In front of my Immortal Corpse Sect, that’s nothing but dogshit!"

The man walked step by step toward the group.

"No, your Immortal Corpse Sect is the dogshit. In the eyes of every sect, you guys are just rat turds—no one respects you—"

"Shut your mouth!"

The disciple hadn’t even finished what he was saying before the black-robed cultivator cut him off. The man reached out and unleashed a blast of Primordial Power, instantly sucking a string of red, beaded blood droplets straight out of the Cyan Cloud Sect disciple’s body.