ebookland Chapter 595 - 421: Courting Death, the Power of the Heaven-Reaching Immortal Treasure
Chapter 595 - 421: Courting Death, the Power of the Heaven-Reaching Immortal Treasure
[Great Dao is Simple: Ten Directions Gods Fist simplification starting... Simplifying... Simplification complete, Ten Directions Gods Fist == Swing Fist!]
[Great Dao is Simple: Void Primordial Technique simplification starting... Simplifying... Simplification complete, Void Primordial Technique == Breathing!]
[Great Dao is Simple: Netherworld Thunder Flame Arrow Technique simplification starting... Simplifying... Simplification complete, Netherworld Thunder Flame Arrow Technique == Burning Arrow!]
"Swing Fist? Breathing? Burning Arrow?"
Lin Chang’sheng thought to himself, damn, this simplification is seriously simple.
Void Primordial Technique Experience Points +1!
Void Primordial Technique Experience Points +1!
...
Before Lin Chang’sheng could even move, the proficiency of the Void Primordial Technique was already skyrocketing, because with every breath, the proficiency just kept shooting up.
As for Swing Fist, that one’s super easy. Lin Chang’sheng clenched his fists and just started swinging repeatedly.
Ten Directions Gods Fist Experience Points +1!
Ten Directions Gods Fist Experience Points +1!
...
Both immortal techniques were leveling up like crazy.
As for the last one, Burning Arrow, it looked kind of tricky, but for Lin Chang’sheng, it was just a piece of cake.
He just carved a stone arrow on the ground and then set a little flame to burn on top.
Netherworld Thunder Flame Arrow Technique Experience Points +1!
Netherworld Thunder Flame Arrow Technique Experience Points +1!
...
In an instant, all three immortal techniques’ proficiency was exploding upward.
[Ten Directions Gods Fist–Perfection!]
[Void Primordial Technique–Perfection!]
[Netherworld Thunder Flame Arrow Technique–Perfection!]
Three hours later, all three immortal techniques had been maxed out to the Perfection Realm.
"I wonder what kind of effects these three immortal techniques have?"
Lin Chang’sheng mused quietly.
Especially the Ten Directions Gods Fist and the Netherworld Thunder Flame Arrow Technique—he was pretty hyped to try them out.
"Hurry up! Search carefully, the treasure’s gotta be somewhere nearby! Don’t let anyone else snatch it before us!"
Just as Lin Chang’sheng was thinking, a loud shout echoed from the distance.
Then, several figures darted in this direction at high speed.
Must’ve been the commotion Lin Chang’sheng made when he fused the Heaven-Reaching Immortal Treasure that drew these people here.
Lin Chang’sheng originally wanted to wait for them to leave, not planning to show his face.
Especially since Yan Zhen was still recovering.
But with the footsteps getting closer and closer, Lin Chang’sheng realized that if he didn’t step out now, it wouldn’t take long for them to find this cave.
Boom—
Lin Chang’sheng shattered the cave entrance and leapt out.
This sudden move spooked everyone outside searching for the treasure.
Didn’t expect they might’ve been too late. Had someone else already snatched the treasure?
After Lin Chang’sheng left the cave, he saw there were already twenty or thirty cultivators gathered outside.
These people’s cultivation wasn’t ordinary—the weakest was at the Late Stage of Void Refining, most were at Early Stage Integration, and there were even two Middle Stage Integration cultivators.
"Kid, with all the sky phenomena just now, did you see any treasure appear?"
A burly man at Middle Stage of Integration, hefting a massive hammer, took two steps forward to question Lin Chang’sheng.
Even though they suspected Lin Chang’sheng had probably already gotten the treasure, they still had to ask.
"What sky phenomena? I was just cultivating here. You guys were getting too noisy, so I came out to see what the hell was going on! If you find anything, go ahead and leave. Don’t mess up my training!"
Lin Chang’sheng shot straight.
As long as there was no Tribulation Crossing Stage expert around, Lin Chang’sheng wasn’t the least bit afraid.
But when the other side heard that, they instantly got pissed off.
They had so many people, and Lin Chang’sheng was solo. How could he be this cocky?
"Cultivating? Ha! Bet the treasure’s in your hands. Hand it over and maybe we’ll let you live!"
Not far away, a skinny man stepped forward and sneered.
None of them took Lin Chang’sheng—just some Early Stage Integration guy—seriously.
With their numbers, even if the skinny dude was on his own, he could easily handle Lin Chang’sheng.
"Let me live? Well, I’d love to see if you’ve actually got what it takes!"
Lin Chang’sheng laughed coldly. He’d just mastered two new immortal techniques—what better dummy to test them on?
Guess you guys volunteered.
"You wanna play tough, then I’ll send you on your way!"
The skinny man shouted angrily, swung a palm, and slammed it straight at Lin Chang’sheng.
From the skinny man’s perspective, Lin Chang’sheng was just Early Stage Integration, while he had Middle Stage Integration strength. Killing Lin Chang’sheng without even busting out a Spirit Treasure should be a walk in the park.
When he saw the palm seal coming in like a towering mountain crashing down, Lin Chang’sheng was totally unfazed.
Surging primordial power gathered in his hands. His fingers clenched. Then—one straight punch!
That punch hit, and the whole sky felt like it collapsed. Every ounce of strength converged into that fist aura.
The fist aura immediately exploded with blinding brilliance, like a golden god fist lighting up the field.
This was none other than Lin Chang’sheng’s freshly maxed-out Perfect Ten Directions Gods Fist.
The moment that fist landed, the gods themselves made way.
BOOM—BOOM—BOOM—
As fist aura and palm seal collided, an earth-shattering shockwave erupted instantly.
Almost as soon as the fist and palm met, the palm seal was shattered by the golden fist aura.
"What—the hell?!"
The skinny man watched as his own palm seal got smashed to bits by Lin Chang’sheng’s single punch, his eyes full of disbelief.
Dude, he had Middle Stage Integration cultivation!
Lin Chang’sheng was just Early Stage Integration—how the hell was he this strong?
No time for the skinny man to think. In a blink, the fist aura was already at his face.
He couldn’t dodge. Only thing he could do was instantly channel all his primordial power to throw up a shield in front of him, desperate to tank the blow.
He figured his palm seal had blocked most of the punch’s force, so the leftover punch shouldn’t hit that hard.
But the moment the fist aura hit his shield, he realized just how stupid that idea was.