Simplification System: From Perfect Arrow Skill to Immortal-Chapter 394 - 321: On the Eve of Battle, You’re Still Watching Beauties Dance?

Chapter 394: Chapter 321: On the Eve of Battle, You’re Still Watching Beauties Dance?

The Array of Myriad Spirits Locking Heaven is no ordinary grand array. Forged through the fusion of numerous arrays, even someone like Situ Wu—an Immortal Realm cultivator—would find breaking it a daunting task.

Within this array, myriad spirits flourish without end. No matter how many are slain, the soul force only grows stronger.

Moreover, inside the grand array, a pressure bears down, as if chains have bound the entire body, leaving one unable to unleash their full strength.

"You got lucky last time and escaped—this time, there’ll be no such fortune!"

Lin Chang’sheng spoke coldly, determined to slay Situ Wu today, for if he escaped, he would surely become a grave threat in the future.

Situ Wu, after all, hails from the Immortal Realm. If released, he would call on his connections and summon powerful forces to hunt Lin Chang’sheng.

So he must be slain here in the Immortal Relic Land, his death hidden from gods and ghosts alike.

"Fine, let me see just how strong this array of yours truly is!"

Situ Wu’s brow furrowed as he roared aloud.

Could a mere insect from an abandoned land really conjure such a formidable array?

With a shout, Situ Wu swung his sword, unleashing a Half Moon Sword Qi cleaving straight for the array’s barrier.

BOOM—

The fearsome sword qi crashed against the barrier, erupting in sky-shaking explosions.

When the thunderous din died down, astonishingly, the array showed not even the slightest sign of fracture.

This sank Situ Wu’s heart further—was this array truly so sturdy? Could it really trap and slay him?

Outside, countless cultivators, drawn by the great commotion, rushed over to watch.

When they saw Situ Wu trapped, their hearts soared with delight.

"If this array really can slay that lunatic, it couldn’t be better!"

Liao Bugui exclaimed in excitement. If this man perishes, the Southern Realm could enjoy eternal peace.

For now, the Southern Realm is free of external threats.

Whether Demon Dao or the Beimu Immortal Race, both are a thing of the past.

The two major powers have completely fallen.

"Indeed! I wonder if Lin Chang’sheng’s array can truly kill him!"

Qianyang Daoist quickly added.

If Situ Wu can be slain, all the better.

With Situ Wu dead, Zhao Fuhu loses his guardian, and seizing the Fiery Sun Treasure Manual would be far easier.

Yet Qianyang Daoist didn’t know that Zhao Fuhu had already been crushed by Lin Chang’sheng, and the Fiery Sun Treasure Manual had already fallen into Lin’s possession.

Moreover, Lin Chang’sheng had used his panel to simplify and now mastered the Fiery Sun Treasure Manual to the Perfection Realm.

"He’s only been away a few days and his cultivation advanced so much?"

Ling Yue saw Lin Chang’sheng’s cultivation inside the array had already greatly surpassed the Early Stage of Divinity Transformation—at least at the Middle Stage.

She hadn’t expected his progress to be so terrifying.

"That’s right! He’s truly a once-in-a-millennium prodigy. Maybe one day, our Immortal Relic Land will see its first-ever immortal!"

Wang Chonglou couldn’t help but sigh in awe.

Lin Chang’sheng brought them more surprises than anyone could imagine—not something ordinary people could achieve.

Not far away, the various sect prodigies gazed at the immortal techniques Lin Chang’sheng was displaying, their eyes lighting up with admiration.

"If only Sect Leader Su had treated Lin Chang’sheng better back then—this could’ve been Liuyun Immortal Sect’s moment in the sun!"

Ling Caiyin’s eyes shone brightly as she spoke, her admiration for Lin Chang’sheng overwhelming.

Though she was once hailed a prodigy of Liuyun Immortal Sect, compared to Lin Chang’sheng now, she was but a flickering light next to the full moon—utterly insignificant.

If Su Changkong hadn’t been so arrogant, thinking he could eradicate Lin Chang’sheng and make him an enemy, perhaps Lin would have stayed with Liuyun Immortal Sect.

And now, this glory would belong to the sect.

But there are no second chances—Liuyun Immortal Sect is now part of history.

"Daoist Lin’s power has reached such heights! It’s simply unbelievable!"

Behind Wang Chonglou of the Celestial Sword Sect, Zhuo Yijian fixed his gaze on Lin Chang’sheng, never blinking.

He remembered fighting side by side with Lin Chang’sheng many times in the past.

But now, Lin Chang’sheng had left him in the dust—a gulf of ten thousand miles between them; they were no longer on the same level.

As the prodigy of Celestial Sword Sect, Zhuo Yijian felt a pang of embarrassment. Compared to Lin Chang’sheng, he was nothing, less than worthless.

Yu Lingfei and Fu Qingyu, disciples of Yanyue Immortal Sect, watched with sparkling eyes, brimming with admiration.

As for what was on their minds, only they themselves knew.

Inside the grand array.

Lin Chang’sheng unleashed his full power, battling fiercely against Situ Wu.

He aimed to crush Situ Wu as quickly as possible, lest dreams linger if the night runs long.

Yet, even injured, Situ Wu defended stubbornly; no matter how Lin Chang’sheng and the myriad souls attacked, he repeatedly escaped danger.

"Is this all you’ve got? I thought your array was supposed to be powerful!"

Situ Wu mocked.

These spirits were mere Golden Core and Nascent Soul cultivators—did they think they could threaten him? Foolish delusion.

"This is merely the warm-up—the real show is just beginning!"

Lin Chang’sheng replied, grinning.

As Situ Wu continued to destroy soul phantoms, he found that not only did they not disperse, but in fact gathered into souls of even greater strength.

This made Situ Wu’s brow freeze; he sensed imminent danger.

"They can fuse and grow stronger?"

Situ Wu muttered to himself; kill them and they combine into more powerful spirits, but leave them and they’re a menace—he was trapped.

Lin Chang’sheng seized the chance—his left palm struck out, unleashing the Fiery Sun Fire Control Technique to its absolute limit.