Steady Mortal Path: Starting from Obtaining the Golden Core Inheritance

Chapter 377 The Demon King Recovers, Surrounding and Killing Qingdan

As soon as Lin Changsheng landed, he instantly felt an almost suffocating Nascent Soul aura descend from the sky and press down on him.

Looking up, he was met with Chen Xingzhou's extremely gloomy face.

"True Lord Qingdan? You attacked me without cause. Aren't you afraid that True Lord Yunmiao will question you about it later?"

Lin Changsheng folded the Seven-Colored King Butterfly Wings, looked at Chen Xingzhou, and asked in a calm tone.

His demeanor and words showed no sign of panic, nor any reverence for the Nascent Soul True Monarch.

"Lin San Gou, I, the True Lord, despise your feigned indifference. You're just as hypocritical as that woman!"

Chen Xingzhou's face turned cold as he extended two fingers towards Lin Changsheng and said in a deep voice:

"Later, I, the True Lord, will first gouge out your eyeballs to see if you can still maintain such a calm demeanor."

"is it?"

Lin Changsheng smiled calmly, his magical power gradually rippled around him, and at the same time, two people and a beast appeared in front of him, along with three corpse puppets, exuding a sinister aura, and they surrounded Chen Xingzhou.

"Master Lin, after all these years, you seem to still be using the same skills. Such methods might have some advantage against ordinary Golden Core juniors, but they are far too immature in front of me, a True Monarch."

"And those two third-tier great demons, release them as well."

Upon seeing the three familiar corpse puppets, Chen Xingzhou's face was full of disdain, and he sneered.

"Hehe, the two little beasts under my command have shallow demonic power. They know they are no match for True Monarch Qingdan, so I won't show them off."

Lin Changsheng grinned, activated his magic incantation, and his three-headed corpse puppet launched a fierce attack without fear of death.

"Humph, what a small trick!"

Chen Xingzhou's eyes flashed with confidence, and his Nascent Soul aura surged. With just his powerful aura, he disrupted the advance of the three corpse puppets.

These three corpse-refining puppets had been improved by Lin Changsheng multiple times, and their strength was already close to the peak of the third rank.

In addition, each of the corpse-refining puppets has been tempered by the Yin energy for many years, making them hard and their overall strength slightly exceeds the power of the third rank, barely qualifying them as 'quasi-fourth rank'.

However, after years of experience, Chen Xingzhou has already developed the skills of a Nascent Soul True Monarch and is no longer the newcomer who had just entered the Nascent Soul stage.

Facing the siege of the three-headed corpse puppet with 'quasi-fourth-tier' strength, he seemed to be in complete control. He then activated a fourth-tier magic weapon, a giant ruler, and easily overwhelmed the three-headed corpse puppet in terms of momentum.

'Boom! '

The strike, imbued with the power of a Nascent Soul, sent one of the corpse-refining puppets flying, crashing into two mountain peaks before barely managing to dissipate its force.

Under such a powerful bombardment, the corpse puppet made a 'creaking' sound, clearly indicating that it had reached the limit of what the puppet could withstand under the attack of a Nascent Soul level cultivator.

The Nascent Soul realm is like a terrestrial immortal, far beyond the reach of a Golden Core cultivator.

"Lin San Gou, no one can back you up today."

"On this day, I, Benzhenjun, have been waiting for a long time. It is time for reckoning."

After blasting away the three corpse puppets once more, Chen Xingzhou fixed his gaze on Lin Changsheng, his eyes gleaming with killing intent.

He reached out towards Lin Changsheng, and in an instant, the space seemed to freeze. The surrounding fire elemental energy became noticeably more active, gathering in Chen Xingzhou's palm and instantly condensing into a fire serpent over twenty feet long, coiling in the sky.

Nascent Soul stage cultivators can control the power of heaven and earth to a certain extent. Even ordinary spells can exert power far exceeding their own magical energy, which is called supernatural power.

The crimson flames illuminated the sky, seemingly about to engulf Lin Changsheng.

At the same time, Lin Changsheng's expression became slightly solemn, and he formed an extremely complex hand seal.

A moment later, he slightly opened his mouth, and wisps of bloody aura wafted out, gathering and condensing in front of his chest to form a blood mark the size of a fist.

Yet this tiny bloodstain exuded a terrifying aura that sent chills down one's spine!

For a moment, two completely different and sharp auras confronted each other, locked in a fierce battle.

'Whoosh! '

As time went by, the blood-red mark became more and more solid, and Lin Changsheng himself also experienced a sharp decline in aura due to excessive consumption.

This small, blood-red mark is a divine power called the 'Blood God Seal,' a secret technique that the 'Saint of Reincarnation' collected in his early years.

Unlike ordinary supernatural powers, this 'Blood God Seal' not only requires the consumption of one's own blood and qi, but also consumes one's own essence, thus shortening one's lifespan to a certain extent.

It is also one of the few secret techniques that can rival the supernatural powers of a Nascent Soul True Monarch.

"what is this?"

Chen Xingzhou stared directly at the small, blood-red mark, feeling the terrifying aura of threat emanating from it. His pupils suddenly dilated, and his face showed shock.

"How could Lin Sangou, a mere late-stage Golden Core cultivator, possess such powerful divine abilities?"

"Moreover, this kind of supernatural power has a domineering aura and seems to have no connection with the Willow Smoke Sect."

Surprised, Chen Xingzhou couldn't help but feel doubtful.

Clearly, they hadn't expected that Lin Changsheng, who was at the Golden Core stage, would be able to use techniques that surpassed his current level.

The next moment, the power of the nascent soul within Chen Xingzhou surged, drawing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of several thousand feet, which gathered in front of him.

The fire serpent coiled between heaven and earth grew even stronger, and its immense Nascent Soul stage aura pressed down on Lin Changsheng.

"go with!"

Lin Changsheng let out a soft exclamation, and the 'Blood God Seal' was fully charged. It transformed into a blur and flew out in an instant, and he also felt a rare sense of weakness.

'Pfft! '

"Boom!"

The blood-red mark was swallowed whole by the fire serpent, then pierced through its body, bursting forth with a dazzling crimson glow.

Then a frenzied, explosive aura spread out, blasting the fire python, which was formed from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, into two pieces before it gradually dissipated and disappeared.

"What kind of secret technique is this that can rival a Nascent Soul level divine power?!"

Chen Xingzhou was both shocked and furious, and even a hint of greed appeared in his eyes.

Lin Sangou, at the Golden Core stage, could use such a secret technique that was comparable to a Nascent Soul level divine power, which shows that this secret technique was extraordinary.

As a fourth-tier alchemist skilled in alchemy, Chen Xingzhou was not good at combat, so he habitually collected methods to enhance his own combat power.

Advancing to the Nascent Soul True Monarch realm involves high-level techniques such as fourth-order talismans, magical artifacts, and demonic beasts, which are extremely rare in this world.

The blood seal supernatural power that Lin Sangou is now using has just piqued his interest.

Immediately afterwards, the power of the Nascent Soul within Chen Xingzhou's body erupted, and a 'Green Bowl Magic Treasure' gushed out from his mouth, which was his natal magic treasure that he had been refining for many years.

Looking at the 'Azure Bowl Magic Treasure' that was constantly swelling with the wind, Lin Changsheng's gaze became solemn.

Compared to many years ago, Chen Xingzhou's 'Azure Bowl Magic Treasure' has been nurtured by the power of the Nascent Soul, increasing its power several times over, exceeding the current scope of what he can handle.

"Lin Sangou, hand over that 'Fourth-Order Dharma Wings' and the 'Blood Seal Secret Technique' you used earlier, release your divine sense so that I, the True Monarch, can leave my mark, and come back to Qingdan Peak with me as my servant, and I will spare your life for now."

With the power of the Nascent Soul empowered, the Azure Bowl magic weapon exuded a fierce aura. Chen Xingzhou's gaze was deep and his demeanor imposing as he spoke.

"Hmph, you were a defeated opponent back then. You've only been at the Nascent Soul stage for a few decades, yet you dare to boast that you'll take me as your servant. You've really gotten too big for your britches."

Lin Changsheng snorted coldly, looking at the 'Azure Bowl Magic Treasure' above him with a mocking and disdainful expression, showing no concern whatsoever.

Suddenly.

"Hey, what's going on?"

Chen Xingzhou seemed to sense something, his expression changed slightly, and the power of his nascent soul seemed to stagnate.

"Level 4 deadly poison!"

Sensing something unusual about himself, Chen Xingzhou, a fourth-level alchemist, was slightly taken aback, but quickly determined the source of the anomaly.

He separated a wisp of his divine sense to examine himself, and saw that the surface of the miniature nascent soul inside his body was gradually covered with a layer of fuzzy, moss-like toxins.

"A wooden comb comparable to a Nascent Soul level divine ability, and fourth-order poison—Lin San Gou's true strength is almost infinitely close to that of an early Nascent Soul cultivator!"

As a seasoned alchemist, Chen Xingzhou made the correct judgment almost immediately, taking out several kinds of pills that could alleviate the poison, taking them in turn, and using his internal energy to neutralize them, barely managing to stop the spread of the fourth-order deadly poison in his body.

But the more he saw this, the more alarmed he became.

A sense of lingering fear surfaced in his mind.

Thinking back to when he first entered the Nascent Soul stage and his realm was not yet stable, he had considered taking Lin Sangou as an example.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party had Yun Miao backing him up and rarely left his home, he would never have tolerated it until today, given his personality.

But if I had just entered the Nascent Soul realm back then, would I have been able to withstand this kid's Blood Seal Secret Technique and fourth-order poison?

"This kid is strange. We need to finish this quickly, or we might suffer an unexpected defeat."

At this moment, Chen Xingzhou no longer possessed the arrogance of a Nascent Soul True Monarch, and clearly regarded Lin Changsheng as an opponent of the same level.

"call!"

With a soft exhale, he sprayed a breath containing the power of a Nascent Soul onto the 'Azure Bowl Magic Treasure'. The magic treasure shone with a brilliant azure light, its power astonishing, and it descended directly upon Lin Changsheng.

"boom!"

'boom! ’

boom!

The enormous commotion caused the surrounding rocks to shake. Even the tall and majestic peaks could not withstand the power of the 'Azure Bowl Magic Treasure', and a single strike blasted away most of the mountaintop.

In the midst of dodging, Chen Xingzhou razed several mountain peaks to the ground using his 'Green Bowl Magic Treasure'.

After more than a dozen strikes, Lin Changsheng was caught off guard and was grazed by the 'Green Bowl Magic Treasure', sending him flying several miles away.

Upon seeing this, Chen Xingzhou was overjoyed. While suppressing his own fourth-level poison, he flew up and followed closely behind.

Hundreds of feet away, Lin Changsheng appeared disheveled, yet his body radiated a rich aura of blood and qi. Despite enduring the attack from the 'Azure Bowl Magic Treasure,' it seemed that he had not suffered much damage.

"Fourth-tier Body Refinement?!"

"This is impossible! How could you have reached the fourth level of body refinement!"

At this moment, Chen Xingzhou's face turned extremely ugly.

In the world of cultivation, the physical bodies of human cultivators are not suited to body-refining techniques due to racial limitations.

To reach the same level as the Dharma Cultivation realm in the Body Refinement realm requires a greater price, more resources, and greater effort, making it a case of twice the result for half the effort.

Therefore, only a very small number of people will cultivate physical techniques while at the lower or middle levels, as a way to protect themselves.

Advancing to the fourth level of body refinement requires astronomical amounts of resources, and the returns are far less than investing in normal cultivation mana.

I thought that by using all my strength as soon as possible, I could suppress the other side.

Unexpectedly, over the years, this boy had secretly raised his body refinement level to the fourth rank.

The intense shock caused Chen Xingzhou to lose his composure, and the fourth-order poison he had been suppressing within his body began to flare up again.

The next moment, he saw Lin Changsheng, who was bathed in the power of qi and blood, exuding wildness like an ancient giant ape, with a black and ancient nine-toothed rake in his hand.

"So it turns out that the person who ambushed this True Lord back then..."

"The Puppet Master Lin is truly a master of deception. He possesses such abilities, yet he always remains hidden. Such cunning..."

The moment Chen Xingzhou saw the nine-toothed rake, his chest heaved violently. He instantly realized that Lin Sangou was far from as honest as he appeared.

Feeling the fourth-order poison gradually spiraling out of control within his body, Chen Xingzhou's face contorted in rage, but inwardly he let out a long, unwilling sigh and considered retreating.

He was poisoned and had lost the ability to continue fighting.

This Lin Sangou is no ordinary Golden Core cultivator; he will be difficult to control in a short time.

This high-profile pursuit lasted for more than half a month, attracting the attention of many surrounding forces.

Moreover, this place is not within the territory of Yan Kingdom. If other Nascent Soul True Monarchs find out that he is poisoned and injured, it will cause considerable trouble.

Chen Xingzhou's gaze shifted uncertainly. As he pondered and retreated, a sudden change occurred!

In an instant, an astonishing aura of demonic power erupted from Lin Changsheng's body.

And from this place as the center, it quickly spread to the surrounding areas, affecting an area of ​​almost several thousand feet in radius.

Its rich demonic power, at the level of a demon king, is in no way inferior to that of an ordinary Nascent Soul True Monarch.

Despite being a Nascent Soul level True Monarch, Chen Xingzhou was still affected by the sudden surge of demonic power, retreating several miles before he could barely stabilize himself, with a layer of sweat seeping from his forehead.

"I wonder which fellow Daoist has descended here. I am the Supreme Elder of the Willow Smoke Sect. Please show yourself and let us have a chat."

Faced with this demonic aura that was in no way weaker than his own, Chen Xingzhou was secretly on guard and spoke politely.

But for some reason, after sensing this aura, he had a vague sense of unease.

"Lin boy, you're really useless. A human cultivator who has just entered the Nascent Soul stage has already forced you to this point."

As a childish voice, sounding old-fashioned, rang out, a Nightmare Moth the size of a palm appeared, hovering silently in mid-air, its gaze fixed menacingly on Chen Xingzhou opposite it.

"You are also a fourth-tier demon king, why would you be willing to be driven by a mere Golden Core cultivator?"

"If you are willing, I can represent the Willow Smoke Sect to invite you to join us as an elder and enjoy generous benefits."

Seeing that the fourth-tier demon king actually flew out of the storage bag, Chen Xingzhou secretly cried out in alarm, but on the surface he remained calm and took the initiative to invite him.

As he spoke, he extended his divine sense in all directions, beginning to plan his escape route.

"You old bastard, you're spouting nonsense! How could I, the King, be commanded by a human cultivator?!"

"I only stepped in to protect this junior because I liked him."

Upon hearing Chen Xingzhou's words, the Nightmare Moth seemed to have been stepped on, and immediately vehemently refuted him. At the same time, it flapped its wings, which were branded with ghost faces, and a rolling hurricane accompanied by thick black smoke swept out.