Simplification System: From Perfect Arrow Skill to Immortal-Chapter 328 - 269: Overpowering Two Nascent Soul Great Cultivators—Begging for Mercy?

Chapter 328: Chapter 269: Overpowering Two Nascent Soul Great Cultivators—Begging for Mercy?

All three were Nascent Soul Great Cultivators, so why was Lin Chang’sheng’s magical power so dense and domineering?

He could even shatter attacks that Su Changkong and Ling Yun Ascendant unleashed together?

There was no time to think; if they didn’t act now, both would perish under Lin Chang’sheng’s blade.

Ling Yun Ascendant swung his left hand, sending out a string of seven-colored round beads.

On every bead, intricate Brahma divine patterns were carved; as Ling Yun Ascendant channeled magical power into them, seven dazzling rays burst forth instantly.

The seven interlinked beads swelled in the wind, each transforming into an enormous mound.

A massive golden Buddha phantom emerged, reaching out its palm seal to meet Lin Chang’sheng’s blade aura.

Rumble—

The powerful blade aura landed upon the divine Buddha hand shaped by the seven-colored beads, erupting in heaven-shaking explosions.

The massive blade aura fractured segment by segment, unable to withstand this golden Buddha’s divine might.

"An Upper Grade Spirit Treasure?"

Lin Chang’sheng narrowed his eyes, a flicker of delight in their depths.

Looks like Liuyun Immortal Sect is loaded!

Not only did Ling Yun Ascendant wield the Sect-Founding Divine Axe—a Middle Grade Spirit Treasure—now he brandished the Seven-Colored Buddha Bead, an Upper Grade Spirit Treasure.

If Lin Chang’sheng wiped out Liuyun Immortal Sect, the haul of spirit treasures and spirit stones would be immense.

"Wait, is this the Seven-Colored Divine Buddha Bead from that celestial anomaly years ago?"

"Looks like it. Never thought it would end up in Ling Yun Ascendant’s hands."

"A pity, though. That Seven-Colored Divine Buddha Bead has amazing defense, but little offensive power!"

"Having extraordinary defense is enough—what do you expect, anyway? It’s still an Upper Grade Spirit Treasure!"

"No kidding. Some folks don’t even have a Lower Grade Spirit Treasure, and yet they scoff at an Upper Grade one?"

...

The surrounding major sects erupted in discussion as Ling Yun Ascendant summoned the Seven-Colored Divine Buddha Bead.

When the celestial phenomenon descended years ago, countless Southern Realm powerhouses rushed to witness it, but only one person survived.

That was Ling Yun Ascendant.

Ever since, Ling Yun Ascendant’s cultivation soared unstoppably, breaking through to become a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator in just fifty short years.

Everyone thought he’d ascend to the Immortal Realm, seeking even greater opportunities.

No one expected Ling Yun Ascendant to become obsessed with unraveling the mysteries of the divine patterns on the Seven-Colored Divine Buddha Bead, forsaking the path of ascension.

Thus, as his lifespan drew close to exhaustion, he still hadn’t fully deciphered the bead’s unfathomable secrets.

"Worthy of a defensive Upper Grade Spirit Treasure—its defenses truly are extraordinary!"

Even Lin Chang’sheng couldn’t help but praise it.

If not for the Upper Grade Spirit Treasure’s might, it would be impossible to withstand his domineering strike.

Yet, though the treasure’s defense was astonishing, it had no offensive power at all.

This left Ling Yun Ascendant and Su Changkong helpless against Lin Chang’sheng—forced into a purely defensive posture.

After repeated assaults, Lin Chang’sheng had already grasped Ling Yun Ascendant’s tactics.

Suddenly, with a feint, the descending blade aura was just a distraction, carrying little actual force.

Prompting Ling Yun Ascendant to use the Seven-Colored Divine Buddha Bead to block.

Yet in the next instant, Lin Chang’sheng employed the Celestial Dome Cloud-Catching Skill, arriving behind Ling Yun Ascendant and sweeping his blade in a horizontal arc.

This was the killing stroke.

The blade aura struck, catching Ling Yun Ascendant completely off guard, leaving him defenseless.

It was too late now to send forth the Seven-Colored Divine Buddha Bead to defend.

All he could do was pour his remaining strength into swinging his axe.

Su Changkong, unwilling to yield, gathered all his magical power and unleashed his sword.

Propelled by Ling Yun Ascendant’s magical power, the Sect-Founding Divine Axe transformed into a giant golden divine axe a hundred feet long, cleaving forth with Heaven Opening might.

Meanwhile, Su Changkong’s blade aura split into thousands of sword shadows, crashing down in torrents.

This move, similar to Celestial Sword Sect’s Myriad Swords Return to the Root, was called Thousand Layered Sword Waves.

With each wave, the sword aura grew even mightier. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Both attacks were overwhelming—any normal cultivator caught within would be shredded to dust.

But Lin Chang’sheng showed not a trace of fear.

"Die!"

The Celestial Vault Blade Aura again collided with Ling Yun Ascendant’s massive axe and Su Changkong’s sword aura.

Under thunderous, earth-shaking roars, axe and sword auroras split apart, one by one.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

Countless split sword auras scattered in every direction.

Some cultivators nearby were pierced through by the sword auras and killed on the spot.

Even those over three hundred feet away rushed to channel magical power to shield themselves from the leftover sword aura waves.

For this was a contest between Nascent Soul Great Cultivators—if they weren’t careful, even a stray wave of magical power could blast them to death.

Clang, clang, clang—

Tens of thousands of sword lights rained down on surrounding boulders and the shields of many cultivators, ringing out with crisp percussion sounds.

Splurt—

Some weaker cultivators, despite using magical power to shield, couldn’t withstand the residual sword aura.

They were all pierced through, dying at once.

Even spectating required some measure of strength.

Without strength, not even qualified to watch.

"The battle between Nascent Soul Great Cultivators is terrifying beyond words?!"

Gao Ziyue couldn’t help but gasp.

If her master, Ling Yue, hadn’t shielded them with protective barriers, she reckoned they would have ended up like those fallen cultivators, slain by the aftershocks.

Ling Yue said nothing; her gaze locked on Lin Chang’sheng’s slashing blade aura.

After Lin Chang’sheng split apart Ling Yun Ascendant’s and Su Changkong’s attacks, both watched the blade aura roaring toward them, eyes wide with terror.

"Sp-spare me! I admit defeat—"

Ling Yun Ascendant shrieked in pleading horror.

If he didn’t beg now, he’d be cut down right there.

He was only one step from enlightenment—on the verge of unraveling the Seven-Colored Divine Buddha Bead’s ultimate mystery.

Once enlightened, he’d be just a breath away from the Divinity Transformation Stage.

He refused to perish just yet.

So even saying words of surrender was worth it.

What a pity—his plea had come too late. Lin Chang’sheng would never let him cling to life; letting him survive would surely bring trouble later.

"Too late—die!"

Lin Chang’sheng’s blade aura surged onward, smashing straight into Ling Yun Ascendant’s midsection.

The attack sent Ling Yun Ascendant flying, his body severed nearly in half.

If not for the robust flesh of a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator, he would have been vaporized into blood mist.

"Old Ancestor—"

Su Changkong saw Ling Yun Ascendant grievously wounded, his body shattered, hanging on to his last breath, and roared in fury.

Lin Chang’sheng actually killed their Old Ancestor?

"Go—grasp the Seven-Colored Divine Buddha Bead’s secret, and you will step into the Divinity Transformation Realm!"

Ling Yun Ascendant, knowing his death was near, urgently handed the Sect-Founding Divine Axe and Seven-Colored Divine Buddha Bead to Su Changkong.

He hoped Su Changkong would one day reach enlightenment and ascend to greater heights.

"Lin Chang’sheng, just wait—one day, I will have my revenge!"

Su Changkong’s eyes blazed crimson; casting out those words, he prepared to escape.

Today, they had suffered defeat.

But thirty years east of the river, thirty years west—the wheel of fate turns.

Once he reached the Divinity Transformation Realm, what fear could Lin Chang’sheng hold for him?

"Trying to run?"

Yet Lin Chang’sheng would never let Su Changkong flee.

If Su Changkong escaped, he’d surely become a dire threat in the future.