Simplification System: From Perfect Arrow Skill to Immortal-Chapter 257 - 203: Nascent Soul Instant Teleportation, Nie Buping’s Ambition

Chapter 257: Chapter 203: Nascent Soul Instant Teleportation, Nie Buping’s Ambition

Rumble—

The Demon God Giant Sword and the Demon Evil Storm suddenly crashed together.

In an instant, an earth-shattering explosion erupted.

The violent thunderous roar cut the hurricane short; it collapsed and vanished.

"The power of this strike might well rival the full-force attack of a Middle Stage Nascent Soul cultivator!"

Lin Chang’sheng felt the blade aura’s power and muttered to himself.

The Demon God Celestial Fury Slash, fused from various potent immortal techniques, did not disappoint Lin Chang’sheng.

Though Lin Chang’sheng had never entered the Demon Evil Sea, he’d heard plenty of stories.

This Demon Evil Storm was abnormally ferocious; unless one was a Nascent Soul cultivator, any others who encountered it would be reduced to dust.

That shows just how fearsome the Demon Evil Storm is.

"Immortal—Immortal Master, s-save, save me—"

After Lin Chang’sheng smashed the Demon Evil Storm with a single blade, a weak voice came from behind him.

Ao Chengfeng, under Lin Chang’sheng’s overpowering blow, was clearly shaken badly by the immense magical power—his organs torn apart.

At this moment, blood poured from his mouth, and it was clear he’d never recover.

"Rest in peace."

Lin Chang’sheng stepped forward, slapped Ao Chengfeng’s head with his palm, killing him instantly.

That was the end of his mission.

If not for his own strength, he’d probably have died by Ao Chengfeng’s hand.

No way he’d waste his magical power to save him.

Here in the peril-ridden Demon Evil Sea, every bit of magical power was precious.

Lin Chang’sheng took out the Myriad Soul Banner and directly absorbed Ao Chengfeng’s soul.

Whatever—this was a Golden Core soul; even an ant’s meat is still meat.

Soon after, Lin Chang’sheng used the Bone Transformation Technique to change his appearance into Lu Yunchang’s.

According to Lu Yunchang, the Corpse King Sect’s techniques were all stored in a particular underground chamber.

Finding the Concentration Pill formula and the Golden Corpse Rejuvenation Technique shouldn’t be too hard.

Three hundred miles away.

A lone figure watched Lin Chang’sheng heading toward the Corpse King Sect, suspicion filling his heart.

This was Su Changkong, and besides suspicion, there was shock within him.

At first, he’d thought he could easily handle Lin Chang’sheng.

At most, it’d take a few simple tricks.

After all, Lin Chang’sheng was only a Golden Core Stage cultivator.

No matter how strong, he couldn’t match a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Back then, he’d only managed to challenge the Celestial Concealment Divine Master by relying on array power.

But now he didn’t dare think that way.

The sword Lin Chang’sheng just unleashed—even if he were at his full strength, he’d have to go all out just to block it.

Luckily, he hadn’t acted rashly—if he’d sought out Lin Chang’sheng in his wounded state,

There was no telling who’d end up dead.

"Same trick twice? No way I’ll fall for that again."

Su Changkong murmured, worried that Lin Chang’sheng would slip into the Corpse King Sect in disguise and use their people against him.

He decided to notify the Corpse King Sect ahead of time.

A beam of light flashed from his brow—his Nascent Soul avatar vanished in an instant.

This was the Nascent Soul Instant Teleportation—a technique unique to Nascent Soul cultivators.

Unaffected by the physical body, it could transmit messages across thousands of miles in a heartbeat.

That’s why last time Su Changkong’s shadow arrived after his voice.

Corpse King Sect.

At this moment, all the sect’s powerhouses had gathered in the grand hall, apparently discussing some major event.

At the head sat a bald, middle-aged man in a golden robe, muscles bulging, with strange golden markings on his brow.

This was Nie Buping, Sect Leader of the Corpse King Sect.

He had fully prepared for the coming appearance of the Sea God Tower.

He’d refined three King Corpses, and was working on a fourth. With four King Corpses fighting for him, his combat power would soar.

Meanwhile, he’d ordered his underlings to ready themselves.

This Sea God Tower was a rare opportunity, appearing once in centuries.

If he could seize some chance inside, he’d save hundreds, even thousands, of years of bitter cultivation.

"As the Sect Leader commands!"

The elders and tributors below chorused in response.

"Nie Buping, my disciple Lin Chang’sheng is disguised as one of your Corpse King Sect members, about to sneak in. You and I should join forces to capture him! My sect will reward you handsomely for it!"

In the great hall, Su Changkong’s voice suddenly rang out.

The crowd instantly became flustered.

"Who dares break into my Corpse King Sect?"

The sect’s top talent, Nie Xiangyuan, bellowed.

"Xiangyuan, mind your manners. If I’m right, this should be Su Changkong, Sect Leader of Liuyun Immortal Sect."

Nie Buping spoke slowly, golden light gleaming between his brows, as if he’d already seen through everything.

"Indeed, it is I. What do you think of my offer?"

Su Changkong’s voice sounded again.

But he still underestimated the mind of Demon Dao cultivators.

If they kept their word or could be commanded, they wouldn’t be Demon Dao.

Most of the Demon Dao are bloodthirsty, greedy, and exceedingly ruthless.

"I could agree... but show yourself. Otherwise, why would I accept a deal from a voice without a face?"

Nie Buping glanced around and spoke.

But inside, he was plotting—he knew Su Changkong’s Nascent Soul had appeared here, meaning the physical body couldn’t be far away.

Once he captured Su Changkong’s Nascent Soul, killing the main body would be easy.

Then he could use Su Changkong’s body to refine a stronger King Corpse.

To ensure the sect’s cooperation, Su Changkong had no choice but to reveal his location.

When Nie Buping identified the Nascent Soul’s place, a cold smile crossed his lips.

"Now that you’re here, you’re not leaving."

Nie Buping sneered.

He didn’t need Su Changkong to warn him—Jiu Wushang had already given the heads-up.

Said that Lin Chang’sheng and Su Changkong had entered the Demon Evil Sea’s territory.

If encountered, they must be killed.

Letting them return alive would make others think the Demon Evil Sea was theirs to come and go at will.

As Nie Buping finished speaking, with a wave of his hand, he tried to seize Su Changkong’s Nascent Soul.

But the Nascent Soul was not like a body—it could teleport instantly.

With a flicker, it was gone from its previous spot.

Nie Buping snatched at nothing.

"Nie Buping, you’ve got some nerve!"

Su Changkong shouted angrily, shocked Nie Buping dared plot against him.

The Demon Evil Sea’s people were all lunatics from the look of it.

To kill an equal realm opponent was no easy feat—it always came at a dire cost.

That’s why Middle Stage Nascent Soul cultivators rarely acted rashly, but Nie Buping was apparently madly arrogant.

He was starting in on Su Changkong himself.

Luckily, it was just the Nascent Soul. If the real body were here, escaping intact would be nearly impossible.

Without another word, knowing talk was pointless, Su Changkong’s Nascent Soul fled immediately.

"Don’t even think about escaping!"

Nie Buping swept his arms wide; a black barrier dropped over the entire Corpse King Sect.

This was the Corpse King Sect Protection Array.

Even so, Nie Buping overlooked the Nascent Soul’s speed, and in a blink, Su Changkong’s Nascent Soul appeared over a thousand yards away.

Then vanished without a trace.

"Count yourself lucky you’re fast!"

Nie Buping snarled, as if losing Su Changkong’s Nascent Soul was a major blow.

"Father, Su Changkong’s injured—Jiu Wushang hurt him—and he can’t be far. Let me send people to look!"

Nie Xiangyuan suggested.

If he could kill Su Changkong here, the Corpse King Sect’s prestige would soar.

Then, invading the Southern Domain Cultivation Realm would be a breeze.

"Good! Take the Seven Fiends Tributor. Don’t act rashly—Su Changkong might be wounded but he’s formidable. If you find him, report to me immediately!"

Nie Buping replied.

He knew that even injured, a Middle Stage Nascent Soul cultivator was not to be underestimated.

Only those at the same realm could kill such a foe.

"Yes!"

Nie Xiangyuan answered, then sped away.

Meanwhile, Lin Chang’sheng was still two hundred miles from the Corpse King Sect.

He saw the sect activating its Protection Array and a Nascent Soul flying out—he was a bit puzzled.

Was the Corpse King Sect under attack? Why else activate the Protection Array?

And who was that fleeing Nascent Soul?

"Hmm? Nie Xiangyuan?"

As Lin Chang’ssheng wondered, he saw Nie Xiangyuan and a middle-aged man speed out of the Corpse King Sect, chasing after the Nascent Soul.

"If I enter the Corpse King Sect now, odds are the defenses are up. Better to target Nie Xiangyuan first."

Lin Chang’sheng thought to himself—it’d be deadly dangerous to go now.

If he struck down Nie Xiangyuan and the tributor, he could disguise himself as one of them, making infiltration much safer.

So Lin Chang’sheng summoned a coffin, stood atop it, and posing as Lu Yunchang, shot after Nie Xiangyuan.

"Elder Lu?"

A moment later, as they drew close, Nie Xiangyuan recognized Lin Chang’ssheng riding the coffin, and was surprised.

"Xiangyuan, what happened at the sect? Why activate the Protection Array?"

Lin Chang’sheng, pretending to be Lu Yunchang, asked curiously.

Nie Xiangyuan was puzzled by Lu Yunchang’s long disappearance and sudden return, but had no time to dwell on it.

The urgent matter was to find Su Changkong.

"Elder Lu, Liuyun Sect’s Su Changkong has come to the Demon Evil Sea and was badly wounded by Jiu Wushang. Father has ordered me to track him down and kill him while he’s crippled!"

Nie Xiangyuan answered and immediately continued chasing the vanished Nascent Soul.

"Su Changkong dared enter the Demon Evil Sea? Either insane or wants to die—I’ll go with you!"

Lin Chang’sheng hurried after him.

But instead of sticking by Nie Xiangyuan, he followed the Seven Fiends Tributor.

Nie Xiangyuan was easy; but that tributor was strong—

He’d reached Early Stage Nascent Soul cultivation. If not careful, he could escape and the plan would be exposed.

If he was to kill both, he had to strike the Nascent Soul expert first.

"Thank you, Elder Lu!"

Nie Xiangyuan replied.

The three chased the Nascent Soul for over a thousand miles, but found no trace of Su Changkong.

He’d clearly already returned his Nascent Soul and fled the area.

"Count that old bastard lucky."

Nie Xiangyuan clenched his fists, disappointed.

If they’d killed Su Changkong, the Corpse King Sect’s fame would soar.

"Ah—!"

But just as Nie Xiangyuan despaired, behind him the Seven Fiends Tributor let out a scream. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

The tributor had been struck by Elder Lu’s fist, smashing his back in.

The punch was brutal—not enough to kill instantly, but it badly injured the tributor, costing him eighty percent of his fighting strength.