Simplification System: From Perfect Arrow Skill to Immortal-Chapter 335 - 274: The Fall of the Yin Yang Dao Sect and the Peril of All Sects

Chapter 335: Chapter 274: The Fall of the Yin Yang Dao Sect and the Peril of All Sects

"Dream on!"

How could the Fierce Sun Dao Venerable give up resistance so easily?

Even if he were to die, he wouldn’t let these Demon Dao bastards have it easy. If he could take one down with him, he would.

As his harsh shout echoed, the Fierce Sun Dao Venerable bit through the tip of his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood into his right palm, then quickly used the blood to scrawl characters into the palm seal on his left hand. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

The mysterious sigils were incomprehensible even to Ding Changhai and Fu Junyue.

In just a single breath, the Fierce Sun Dao Venerable finished writing. He then slapped the bloody symbols onto the crown of his head.

In an instant, blood aura erupted all around the Fierce Sun Dao Venerable, and his cultivation began to surge madly.

This scene made Ding Changhai and Fu Junyue’s eyes go wide in shock.

"The Fiery Sun God-Burning Technique? He’s burning his own lifespan to raise his cultivation! Kill him now!"

Fu Junyue cried out, then instantly swept her Coiling Snake Staff, unleashing wave after wave of giant serpent attacks.

She’d thought only the Demon Dao had evil techniques that sacrificed their own lifespan to boost cultivation.

Who would have guessed there was one in the Southern Domain Cultivation Realm, too?

Ding Changhai didn’t hesitate either; he flooded all his magical power into the Yin Yang Wheel, making its brilliance explode and shoot off ten thousand densely packed strikes like a rain of swords.

Both attacks were about to strike the Fierce Sun Dao Venerable.

But a surge of overwhelming magic power rippled from the Fierce Sun Dao Venerable’s body.

He had shockingly broken through to become a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator.

"Die!"

The Fierce Sun Dao Venerable unleashed a punch, triggering the full might of a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator’s magical power.

The searing fist aura utterly shattered Ding Changhai and Fu Junyue’s attacks.

The fist didn’t lose momentum, crashing straight into Ding Changhai and Fu Junyue’s bodies.

Splurt—

Both were severely injured at once, coughing blood as they were sent flying backward.

"Shit, he broke through to Nascent Soul Great Cultivator. We need to run!"

Fu Junyue said anxiously.

She knew all too well the gap between the Middle Stage of Nascent Soul and a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator. It might seem a minor realm, but they absolutely weren’t a match for the Fierce Sun Dao Venerable now.

"What are you afraid of? He’s already spent. Once he’s burned through his own life, he’ll die anyway without us doing a thing. We just have to trap him for now!"

Ding Changhai replied.

He then poured his magical power into the wheel, bursting out countless beams of light that instantly blinded the Fierce Sun Dao Venerable.

The only thing left to rely on was divine sense to track the two of them.

The two split up and dodged constantly, having no intention of clashing head-on with the Fierce Sun Dao Venerable.

With their constant evasive maneuvers, there was simply nothing the Fierce Sun Dao Venerable could do in the short term.

In a blink, the time it takes for an incense stick to burn had passed. Blood began to trickle from all seven orifices of the Fierce Sun Dao Venerable—he was suffering backlash from the secret technique.

His cultivation had also dropped to the Middle Stage of Nascent Soul.

Seeing this, Ding Changhai and Fu Junyue recognized their chance and immediately counterattacked together.

Thousands of sword auras and giant serpents rained down on the Fierce Sun Dao Venerable, leaving his body riddled with wounds.

How could the weakened Fierce Sun Dao Venerable stand against the two of them?

He was immediately smashed down from the sky, crashing heavily to the ground below.

"You Demon Dao people will never—cough, cough—never—"

The Fierce Sun Dao Venerable couldn’t even finish his sentence before he started coughing violently, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Clearly, his life force was at its very end.

"Never what? Never defeat all your precious Immortal Sects?"

Ding Changhai sneered.

This world is the law of the jungle.

Since the Southern Domain Cultivation Realm was weak, they had to surrender their resources.

"Evil can’t triumph over good. You act against the will of the heavens; sooner or later, you’ll—"

"Hit the road!"

Boom—

The Fierce Sun Dao Venerable hadn’t finished speaking when Ding Changhai’s attack smashed right into his chest.

A single blow ended his life.

"What a waste of words!"

Ding Changhai said impatiently. He had no interest in listening to the Fierce Sun Dao Venerable’s bullshit.

Buzz—

As soon as the Fierce Sun Dao Venerable died, his nascent soul shot out from his forehead.

Nascent Soul instant teleportation was blindingly fast, and neither Ding Changhai nor Fu Junyue could react before it was almost lost at the horizon.

Just as the Fierce Sun Dao Venerable’s nascent soul was about to escape, a blood-red curtain intercepted it, trapping it within.

Jiang Yuyan flicked her sleeve, collecting both the bloody curtain and the Fiery Flame Dao Venerable’s nascent soul.

Jiang Yuyan appeared at the scene with Wan Wushuang in tow, but the sect’s ancestor was nowhere to be seen.

"Sect Leader Jiang, you got here just in time. His nascent soul nearly escaped otherwise. What’s our next move?"

Ding Changhai asked.

With a major sect obliterated, Ding Changhai grew more confident than ever—he felt like the Southern Realm was already theirs for the taking.

"Naturally, we move to wipe out the other three Great Immortal Sects!"

Fu Junyue immediately replied.

Once the Immortal Sects of the Southern Realm were gone, the entire cultivation world here would belong to them, the Demon Dao.

"The old ancestor’s already gone to destroy the Yanyue Immortal Sect. We’re to pursue the Golden Talisman Sect!"

Jiang Yuyan’s eyes glinted with a cold light.

She couldn’t move against Lin Chang’sheng yet—but dealing with the other four Great Immortal Sects was easy enough.

Once Su Changkong had recovered from his injuries, they would gang up to besiege the Liuyun Immortal Sect and kill Lin Chang’sheng.

She didn’t believe that three Nascent Soul Great Cultivators could fail to bring down Lin Chang’sheng alone!

"Alright!"

Ding Changhai immediately replied.

"Master, Master—"

Just as they were preparing to chase after the Golden Talisman Sect, Bu Tianzhi came rushing over.

"Tianzhi, what is it?"

Ding Changhai asked, surprised. Had they run into some strong Southern Domain cultivator?

Bu Tianzhi pulled Ding Changhai aside and told him about the mysterious abyss.

This surprised Ding Changhai, too.

But perhaps it was a great opportunity, so he decided not to tell Jiang Yuyan or Fu Junyue. He’d go check it out himself.

"Sect Leader Jiang, Sect Leader Fu—Tianzhi encountered a powerful foe in Great Yu. Many of my Yin Yang Hall disciples are surrounded; I have to go help. The two of you go on ahead—I’ll catch up with you soon!"

Ding Changhai made up an excuse.

Jiang Yuyan didn’t suspect a thing. Whether he joined the attack on the Golden Talisman Sect or not made little difference to her.

After all, right now her cultivation was at the Nascent Soul Great Cultivator level; these Middle Stage Nascent Soul folks were no different from ants in her eyes.

With that, the Demon Dao group split into two teams—Jiang Yuyan and Fu Junyue heading off to wipe out the Golden Talisman Sect.

And Ding Changhai accompanying Bu Tianzhi to investigate the mysterious abyss.

"Tianzhi, are you sure? It’s really a Cold Ice Jade Bed?"

Ding Changhai asked.

The Cold Ice Jade Bed was crafted from Extreme Ice Spirit Jade, its spiritual energy vastly richer than mere spirit stones.

If he could absorb all that spiritual energy, maybe he could break through to Nascent Soul Great Cultivator himself.

Then he’d no longer have to take orders from Jiang Yuyan.

"Absolutely sure. I even suspect that female corpse isn’t truly dead, but is using the Cold Ice Jade Bed to nurture her divine soul. If she revives, her cultivation will be horrifying! She could spell great trouble for us in the Demon Dao!"

Bu Tianzhi voiced his concern.

"No big deal!"

But Ding Changhai didn’t care at all. He just thought Bu Tianzhi’s cultivation was too weak, so he was scared of a corpse.

In Ding Changhai’s eyes, only the Cold Ice Jade mattered.