Chapter 614 - 430: Fighting Two at Once, Overwhelming Strength, Terrifying Archery

In the deep pit, Jiang Wen had already passed out cold, a gaping wound to the bone on his chest.

Another one defeated in a single move?

The surrounding disciples gasped in shock.

Does this mean Lin Chang’sheng is already invincible among those at the Integration Stage?

After unleashing such a ferocious attack, even Lin Chang’sheng looked exhausted. He withdrew the Undying Divine Dragon Body, planning to challenge the last eight on Heaven-Reaching Peak another day.

Just as Lin Chang’sheng withdrew the Undying Divine Dragon Body, Shen Yu spotted his weakened state in the crowd.

He whispered to another disciple, who immediately stepped forward.

"Lin Chang’sheng, you’ve got some nerve! These duels are supposed to stop before causing real harm, and yet you hit that hard? Are you really here to challenge, or are you just here to kill people?"

Gao Fan shouted angrily.

It was like Lin Chang’sheng had killed his own brother, judging by how furious Gao Fan got after Jiang Wen’s defeat.

"Yeah, that was way too vicious. Even if Jiang Wen survives, his cultivation realm will probably drop."

Another disciple agreed.

Hou Shaojie, off in the distance, was visibly annoyed when he heard that.

"If you’re afraid to get hurt, then just quit cultivating and go back home to raise pigs! Who’s ever heard of a duel without injuries?"

Hou Shaojie fired back.

He might not be able to outfight Lin Chang’sheng, but no one could argue he ever lost a war of words.

"Exactly! Weapons don’t have eyes. I’m sure Boss Lin didn’t do it on purpose. If you’re not strong enough, then maybe don’t act tough!"

Zhang Shisong chimed in, grinning from ear to ear.

"Who the hell are you supposed to be? You got the right to talk here?"

Gao Fan sneered, "Lin Chang’sheng, don’t think that just because you’re top of the Celestial Pride List, no one can deal with you. I, Gao Fan, am the first to call you out. Do you dare fight me? If not, then kneel down and apologize like a good dog!"

As soon as Gao Fan spoke, an uproar broke out in the crowd.

"This Gao Fan is just kicking a man when he’s down! Lin Chang’sheng has fought nonstop up to now—there’s no way he’s got enough Primordial Power left to fight!"

"Yeah! Gao Fan’s such a piece of shit. If I weren’t so weak, I’d go tell him off myself!"

"Don’t waste your breath. These guys are all at the very top of Heaven-Reaching Peak—they’re probably teaming up to take down Lin Chang’sheng!"

"Exactly! If they didn’t, Lin Chang’sheng would snag first place on the Peak any day now!"

"I wonder if Lin Chang’sheng still dares to take them on?"

...

The surrounding disciples whispered nonstop, waiting to see how Lin Chang’sheng would respond.

"What’s your ranking on Heaven-Reaching Peak?"

Lin Chang’sheng asked disdainfully.

"Eighth!"

Gao Fan sounded impatient, "So, are you in or not? If you beat me, you get the eighth cave-mansion! If you lose, get the hell off Heaven-Reaching Peak and don’t set foot here again!"

The disciples watching Gao Fan’s arrogant expression wished they could go up and slap him around.

Who the hell was he to say who could enter Heaven-Reaching Peak?

"Why wouldn’t I dare? If anything, you alone aren’t enough! Anyone else not convinced—come at me all together!"

Lin Chang’sheng said with complete disdain.

He threw his head back and swallowed a Divine Healing Pill, which rapidly restored his Primordial Power.

Paired with Lin Chang’sheng’s Void Primordial Technique to refine and absorb it, in just a few heartbeats his Primordial Power was more than halfway restored.

With over half his power back, these so-called disciples were more than enough to handle.

"Since you put it like that, then let’s do it together! Heaven-Reaching Peak’s seventh-ranked disciple—Wang Jingui, ready to challenge you!"

The other disciple who’d been shouting along with Gao Fan stepped forward, infuriated by Lin Chang’sheng’s arrogance.

With Lin Chang’sheng being this cocky, they didn’t feel any need to hold back.

If they happened to kill Lin Chang’sheng here, nobody up top could really blame them.

After all, who doesn’t get hurt in a duel?

"Fine! You two come at me together. Saves me the trouble of picking you off one by one!"

Lin Chang’sheng scoffed.

But hearing this, a lot of disciples around thought Lin Chang’sheng was getting a bit overconfident.

A single Celestial Pride at the late Integration Stage is already no pushover, and Lin Chang’sheng wants to fight two at once?

Is his cultivation level already close to Mahayana?

Has Lin Chang’sheng’s cultivation really reached the edge of the Mahayana Stage?

"Boss, don’t push yourself! You already used up most of your Primordial Power—"

"I’m fine!"

Hou Shaojie tried to say a few words to Lin Chang’sheng, but Lin Chang’sheng waved it off, showing he was unconcerned.

One Divine Healing Pill down, Lin Chang’sheng’s Primordial Power was already more than half restored. That was enough for these two.

Although several Elders were in the audience, they all tacitly chose not to interfere.

They wanted to see whether Lin Chang’sheng really had the strength to take on two late Integration Celestial Prides on his own.

As a few disciples carried Jiang Wen off for treatment, the arena was left for Lin Chang’sheng, Gao Fan, and Wang Jingui.

Gao Fan and Wang Jingui shared a look, then didn’t dare hold back, both summoning their Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasures.

Gao Fan’s Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure was a longsword, while Wang Jingui’s was a Yanyue Saber.

Both of their Spirit Treasures were Lower Grade.

Evidently, Middle Grade Celestial Spirit Treasures weren’t something just anyone could have.

"Sword Qi Mountain and River!"

"Sweeping All Directions!"

Weapon in hand, the two burst forth with their strongest attacks.

Gao Fan swept his longsword, unleashing a monstrous sword momentum. Countless Sword Aura gathered together, forming a Celestial Vault Giant Sword as huge as a mountain range.

Meanwhile, Wang Jingui hurled his Yanyue Saber in a sweeping arc. The Blade Aura was so sharp, it could easily slice through a mountain—let alone a cultivator’s body.

Get hit by that and you were dead, end of story.

They started off with their deadliest finishers, showing just how wary they were of Lin Chang’sheng—this was no time for mercy.

As the two attacks bore down, Lin Chang’sheng immediately stowed the Nine Bends Saber and summoned a jet-black longbow.

This longbow wasn’t the Heaven-Reaching Immortal Treasure Divine Thunder Bow, just an ordinary Lower Grade Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure.

To deal with two Integration Stage disciples, Lin Chang’sheng wasn’t going to waste the Divine Thunder Bow.

If he brought that out, he’d just be asking for trouble.

This longbow was more than enough to handle them both.

Level might matter, but more important was the power behind the attack—and whose hand fired it.

Lin Chang’sheng wielded the Netherworld Thunder Flame Arrow Technique, making his arrows drastically more powerful.

Seeing the attacks coming, Lin Chang’sheng used his Body Technique to dodge—facing brute force head-on would be plain stupid.

Dodging as he moved, Lin Chang’sheng drew his longbow. Instantly, arrow after arrow of Thunderbolt Flame Arrow gathered on the bowstring.

Since Lin Chang’sheng commanded both Celestial Thunder and Three Flames True Fire, he had no need of the Divine Thunder Bow—he could fire Thunderbolt Arrows on his own.

Rumble—

Swish, swish, swish—

As the enemy’s attacks exploded where Lin Chang’sheng had just been standing, he loosed the bowstring, and the arrows tore through the air with shrill, piercing screeches.

The arrows shot out so fast, his figure was impossible to track—only the whistling shriek gave any warning.

That was the true terror of the Netherworld Thunder Flame Arrow.

Worried his enemies would dodge, Lin Chang’sheng cranked the Force Field Realm to its max.

A gravity crush twenty times normal suddenly weighed down on Gao Fan and Wang Jingui, slowing their movements to a crawl.

All they could do was helplessly sense the arrows flying at their chests, throats, and bellies.

"What the..."

In a flash, both could feel the threat to their lives—scalps tingling with terror.

Seeing an arrow come at you is one thing, but not seeing it? That’s real fear.

Too late to dodge, they could only swing their Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasures around, hoping to block what they couldn’t see.

But the arrows fired from Lin Chang’sheng’s hand weren’t so easily blocked.

Some arrows curved perfectly in the air, slashing from the side.

Others leaped directly overhead, cleaving down from above.

Lin Chang’sheng’s control of the Netherworld Thunder Flame Arrow Technique was like fire and desire: arrows not only fast as ghosts, but cunning as hell, impossible to predict or guard against.

"No—!"

Liu Feng’s heart nearly leaped from his chest.

That archery was so exquisite, even the Immortal Palace’s archery might not match up.

Puff, puff, puff—

Sure enough, in the next instant, arrows punched straight through the Primordial Power Shields in front of Gao Fan and Wang Jingui, streaking blood as they slammed clean through both their bodies.

By the time the two realized it, their bodies already sported several gaping, bleeding holes.

"How... is this... possible—"

Blood bubbled from Gao Fan’s lips, his eyes filled with terror.

Wasn’t Lin Chang’sheng totally spent of energy?

He actually killed them both with just one volley?

What kind of demonic strength was this?

As his words fell, both Gao Fan and Wang Jingui collapsed to the ground.