Chapter 615 - 431: Testing the Waters, Struck Back and Seriously Injured, Facing Threats

This scene left all the surrounding disciples and elders utterly shocked.

Lin Chang’sheng actually managed to severely wound two Peak Late Stage Integration geniuses with a single arrow?

That kind of power is just terrifying!

Could it be that Lin Chang’sheng’s cultivation is already on par with the Mahayana Stage?

If not Mahayana, who at the same level could possibly pull this off?

"This kid’s talent is straight-up monstrous! If we nurture him right, he’ll be a pillar of our Immortal Palace in the future!"

"I just worry he’ll be the next traitor. The Sect pours so much effort into disciples, and in the end they just want to rule the Immortal Sect!"

"True! But I don’t think Lin Chang’sheng is like that!"

"How would you know? If you could tell, your cultivation wouldn’t still be stuck at the Void Refining Stage!"

"Lin Chang’sheng’s strength is undeniable! He’s leagues above ordinary disciples—even the genius disciples pale in comparison!"

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The crowd of disciples all discussed fervently, every one of them rattled by Lin Chang’sheng’s overwhelming strength.

Even Elder Liu Feng in the distance opened his old eyes wide in shock.

Yet the stronger Lin Chang’sheng performed, the more Liu Feng suspected—was Lin Chang’sheng actually an Evil Cultivator?

No ordinary cultivator should have such terrifying power.

"Looks like I need to dig deeper and see what he’s really about!"

Liu Feng thought to himself. If he wanted to know whether Lin Chang’sheng was an Evil Cultivator, the quickest way was to back him into a corner. If Lin Chang’sheng was truly one, he’d definitely use some sinister means to survive.

"That bastard! How is his power rising so fast?! Hmph—"

Shen Yu muttered to himself, mind overwhelmed with shock. Even the seventh and eighth ranked genius disciples weren’t Lin Chang’sheng’s match. Needless to say, Shen Yu himself wasn’t, either. Since he was ranked sixth, he was next in line for a challenge.

Looks like unless he played dirty, it would be impossible to get rid of Lin Chang’sheng.

Shen Yu shifted his gaze to Zhao Shuang’Er off in the distance. He couldn’t take on Lin Chang’sheng, but dealing with Zhao Shuang’Er was a different story.

Decision made, Shen Yu turned and left the area.

After defeating them again, Lin Chang’sheng didn’t rush to challenge the next on the list. Instead, he hurried forward to check the two wounded cultivators.

If he ended up killing them, even if Lin Chang’sheng wasn’t at fault, the Sect might hold it against him.

Luckily, after a thorough check, the two of them weren’t in mortal danger. However, their realm had inevitably dropped, with no way to recover it.

They’d been pierced with several deep wounds, some bones completely shattered. To regain their peak strength was now just wishful thinking.

Unless they acquired a Holy Grade Elixir for healing.

Lin Chang’sheng certainly wasn’t going to waste Holy Pills on those two.

They brought this fate upon themselves.

"Boss, you’re a beast! Two birds with one arrow—your archery truly stands alone!"

Hou Shaojie had been worried Lin Chang’sheng wasn’t a match for the two, but who would’ve thought those Peak Late Stage Integration geniuses would be taken out by a single arrow from Lin Chang’sheng.

It was almost laughably one-sided.

"Totally! Boss Lin, you’re now ranked seventh at Heaven-Reaching Peak—congrats!"

Zhang Shisong chimed in, brown-nosing in a hurry.

"A bit early for congratulations, dude—wait until boss makes it to first place!"

Hou Shaojie grinned.

Zhang Shisong scratched his head in embarrassment. "True! With Boss Lin’s strength, Heaven-Reaching Peak’s top spot is only a matter of time!"

"Alright, enough with the flattery. Don’t slack off in your own training. If that’s all, I’m headed to cultivate!"

Lin Chang’sheng replied. Praise was nice and all, but he wasn’t the type to let it get to his head.

After seeing how strong those Tribulation Crossing experts were out there, Lin Chang’sheng didn’t dare take things lightly anymore.

He had to level up his cultivation fast, or next time he ran into a Tribulation Crossing master, he’d still stand no chance.

"Sure, boss! We’ll do whatever you say!"

Hou Shaojie answered with a laugh.

Then Lin Chang’sheng leapt up, heading straight for the seventh-ranked grotto dwelling.

The crowd realized the match was over, and everyone dispersed instantly.

In no time, the place emptied out, losing its earlier buzz.

Inside the seventh grotto dwelling.

Lin Chang’sheng found there was not only a Spirit Gathering Array, but the Spiritual Spring’s energy was incredibly dense—a rare paradise for cultivation.

One day of training here was equivalent to ten days outside.

No wonder Heaven-Reaching Peak’s disciples were so strong—it must be thanks in part to these Grotto Heaven Blessed Lands.

With such concentrated Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, Lin Chang’sheng didn’t hold back. He began circulating the Void Primordial Technique, training at full speed.

This Cultivation Technique was no joke—the fusion of several techniques made it overwhelmingly powerful.

As soon as he activated it, Lin Chang’sheng was like a massive vortex, greedily devouring the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi.

With the Qi pouring into his body and getting refined nonstop, Lin Chang’sheng’s cultivation kept climbing.

But breaking through from Middle Stage Integration to Late Stage Integration was no easy feat.

It was five times harder than going from Early Stage to Middle Stage Integration.

He needed way more spiritual energy.

Right now, Lin Chang’sheng couldn’t rely on Elixirs to brute-force a breakthrough, so he didn’t take the Divine Healing Pill again.

That kind of pill is better saved for emergencies.

Lin Chang’sheng cultivated like this for three days and nights straight.

"Lin Chang’sheng!"

Late at night, as Lin Chang’sheng kept absorbing Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi—

a voice suddenly echoed in his mind.

"Lin Chang’sheng, come out!"

The voice called again.

"Elder Liu Feng?"

Lin Chang’sheng thought the voice sounded just like Elder Liu Feng’s.

So without thinking much, he followed it out of the Immortal Palace.

Three hundred miles away, in an empty mountain forest,