Chapter 485 - 366: Slaying the Dugu Siblings, Tenfold Fiendish Killing Array

At this moment, Dugu Yan had already roped in the prodigies of the Vajra Sect, Luoyue Sect, Bengshan Sect, and other major sects, gathering a squad of over twenty people.

So now, when they laid eyes on Lin Chang’sheng, their hearts were already burning with murderous intent.

In his view, Lin Chang’sheng was just a lone man, while their numbers were overwhelming, including no shortage of Middle Stage Void Refining prodigies.

To wipe out Lin Chang’sheng was simply a walk in the park.

"You son of a bitch, your death day has come!"

Dugu Yong, now missing an arm, stared coldly at Lin Chang’sheng, his eyes full of venom.

That broken arm of his was severed by Lin Chang’sheng himself—this was a grudge he had to settle.

Off to the side, several disciples of the Vajra Sect also fixed icy gazes on Lin Chang’sheng.

They were convinced that their Elder’s disappearance had everything to do with Lin Chang’sheng.

If he was the cause, then they’d get their revenge. If not, they’d kill him anyway just to vent their rage.

"Brother Dugu, this man has quite the history with our Vajra Sect too. There’s no way in hell he’s walking out of here alive!"

Wang Lei from the Vajra Sect spat out angrily.

"Naturally!"

Dugu Yan flicked the whip in her hand, clearly already plotting how she’d torment him.

"Kid, if you want to blame someone, blame your own shitty luck for crossing the Dugu siblings and the Wang brothers! Got any dying words? Spit ’em out now, ’cause soon you won’t have a head to talk with!"

A burly man from the Bengshan Sect chimed in, his voice dripping with arrogance.

In his eyes, even if Lin Chang’sheng was strong, he was still just one man. For this mob to kill him was as easy as pie.

"Dying words? Not really, ’cause the ones dying could end up being you lot. But a word of warning, yeah, I’ve got one: If you don’t wanna die, you better step aside now. Don’t blame me if you get caught up in the bloodbath. Begging for mercy later won’t save your ass!"

Lin Chang’sheng looked at all their ugly faces, murderous intent rising inside him.

But some of these people had no beef with him—he was willing to give them a chance. If they stayed stubborn, they’d die with the rest.

"Hahaha—"

But as soon as Lin Chang’sheng finished, the prodigies of the Vajra Sect, Luoyue Sect, Bengshan Sect and the others burst out laughing.

To them, Lin Chang’sheng was telling some kind of joke.

He wanted to wipe out the top prodigies of their major sects by himself? Did he think he was a disciple from one of the top three forces in the Immortal Realm?

"That’s gotta be the funniest shit I ever heard. Kid, prepare to die!"

As Gao Wu from the Bengshan Sect’s laughter faded, his gaze turned ice-cold.

"Everyone, whatever grudges or feuds you have, can’t they wait until after the competition? No need to decide life and death now, right? Could you maybe give our Piaomiao Sect some face?"

Zhou Qibai saw things were about to explode and hurried forward to speak.

In his eyes, though Lin Chang’sheng’s strength was something else, there was no way he could take on all the top sects’ prodigies by himself.

And among these sects, Bengshan Sect was top ten in the Immortal Realm; their disciples were nothing to scoff at—Gao Wu, for example, had Middle Stage Void Refining Cultivation.

Besides him, there were six Early Stage Void Refining and more than ten Late Stage Divinity Transformation cultivators nearby.

How could Lin Chang’sheng fend them all off alone?

Zhou Qibai was trying to talk everyone down, hoping to settle things peacefully—and at the same time, do Lin Chang’sheng a favor.

"So, you’re from Piaomiao Sect, Daoist Zhou? I actually wouldn’t mind giving your sect some face, but too bad, some folks here just don’t know their place! If you can get him to kneel and admit his fault, maybe—just maybe—I’ll spare his life!"

Bengshan Sect prodigy Gao Wu shot back, his face full of mockery as he looked at Lin Chang’sheng.

He knew damn well Lin Chang’sheng would never accept that kind of humiliation.

"You guys from Piaomiao Peak should stay the hell out of this. Today, either he dies or I do!"

Dugu Yong spat, eyes frigid as ice.

Anyone who dared stop him from killing Lin Chang’sheng, the Myriad Beasts Sect would make damn sure to remember.

Hearing Gao Wu and Dugu Yong’s words, Zhou Qibai had no choice but to back off. Pissing off all these top sects for Lin Chang’sheng was not worth it.

Besides, the top priority now was to get out of the Grand Array and qualify for the next round of the tournament.

If a brutal fight broke out now and they got hurt, it’d screw them in the next stage.

Lin Chang’sheng wasn’t counting on Zhou Qibai to back him up. These Immortal Realm folks might be strong, but most only cared about themselves.

If it didn’t benefit them, you could forget about their help.

"Then if it’s a fight you want, it’s a fight you’ll get! Who lives and who dies is still a toss-up!"

Zhou Qibai was out, but behind him, Hou Shaojie wasn’t having it and stepped forward.

That genuinely surprised Lin Chang’sheng.

He didn’t expect Hou Shaojie to risk offending all these sects.

"Another damn clown jumping out? Killing one is still killing, killing two just saves me a trip. Bring it on!"

Gao Wu sneered with contempt.

This little Early Stage Void Refining cultivator—how much trouble could he possibly stir up?

As his words fell, primordial power surged inside Gao Wu; he was ready to make his move.

Lin Chang’sheng wasn’t about to show mercy—primordial power gathered in his core, "You’ll see soon enough who the real clown is!"

"Take this!"

Gao Wu roared, launched off the ground and charged straight at Lin Chang’sheng, one palm smashing straight for his face.

His Palm Seal was dominant and fierce, conjuring the phantom forms of savage beasts in mid-air.

Gao Wu hadn’t even bothered summoning his Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure yet, showing just how little he thought of Lin Chang’sheng.

But that kind of arrogance was about to get him killed.

"Gods’ Destruction of the World!"

Lin Chang’sheng also launched a palm strike, his Palm Seal transforming into a sea of flames to engulf and collide with the incoming beastly palm imprints.

He infused this strike with the Undying Dragon Flame, magnifying its power several times over.

As Lin Chang’sheng and Gao Wu struck simultaneously, Dugu Yan was already whipping her long lash toward Lin Chang’sheng, hell-bent on redeeming herself.