Chapter 227 - 180: Stifling the Crisis, The Change of Divine Abilities
Chapter 227: Chapter 180: Stifling the Crisis, The Change of Divine Abilities
"Wouldn’t that be extremely dangerous? After all, you’ll be facing Middle Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators. Their Divine Sense is far beyond what an Early Stage Cultivator can compare to."
Lin Changheng looked puzzled. ’Isn’t that just a death wish?’
’If they get discovered and surrounded by two Middle Stage Foundation Establishment Demon Cultivators, isn’t it a surefire death trap?’
Mo Zhaoli chuckled. "Brother Lin, you don’t have to worry about me. We have a special Spiritual Artifact from the Sect that can block detection, so it’s not too dangerous."
"Besides, the uninjured are going first. Those of us who are still hurt have to wait for our turn until we’ve recovered."
Lin Changheng nodded but still said, "Just be as careful as you can."
After seeing Mo Zhaoli off, Lin Changheng’s expression flickered as he appeared to weigh his options.
A moment later, his gaze hardened. He had reached a decision.
...
「Half a month later.」
A figure shot out from the Purple Extreme Sect’s outpost in Floating Immortal City, speeding away from the city aboard a Dharma Ship.
Five breaths later, in a nearby Spirit Wine Tower, a tall, thin Cultivator with a sallow complexion tossed down some Spirit Stones to pay for his wine and walked out.
He darted into a deserted alley corner, then with a WHOOSH, shot into the sky, also flying out of the Immortal City on a streak of Escape Light.
After leaving the city, the two took different paths, but they slowly converged in a remote area.
Eventually, they were flying one behind the other.
To be safe, the one in the rear descended directly into the forest below and began sprinting, relying solely on his physical strength.
He generated no fluctuations of Magical Power.
At the same time, he activated the Concealing Breath Skill: Peeping Path, provided by his Jade Horned Snake Treasure Seed, blending into the environment and becoming undetectable.
Yet the distance between them steadily decreased until he stopped closing in, maintaining a gap of about one hundred and fifty zhang.
He continued to tail him from this distance.
In fact, there was a specific reason for this distance.
When a Divine Soul first generates Divine Sense, a typical Early Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator has a range of barely one hundred zhang.
Anything beyond that range is impossible for them to perceive.
Even for someone with a particularly strong Divine Sense, a hundred and fifty zhang was more than a safe enough distance.
And indeed, it proved true: the "Senior Brother Feng" up ahead had no way of detecting the tail following him.
The Cultivator trailing behind was, of course, Lin Changheng, who had used an Illusion Transformation to alter his appearance.
’He had clearly sensed "Senior Brother Feng’s" hostility, which had only been masked by a veneer of civility because Mo Zhaoli was present.’
’When dealing with such people, with such potential threats, it’s best to eliminate them at the root.’
’He had wanted to kill him back at the Purple Extreme Sect, but his reason and caution had warned him against bringing trouble upon himself. Since they had just interacted, the suspicion would have been immense.’
’This time, however, Lin Changheng hadn’t even made an appearance.’
’And here was an opportunity to catch him traveling alone.’
’Besides... the man’s mission was to scout the enemy, a high-risk task in itself. The remnants of the Demon Sect would make the perfect scapegoats!’
’On top of all that, Floating Immortal City—home to a Late Stage Core Formation Master—enjoyed a transcendent status. It was a "lawless land" in a sense, where the laws of the Purple Extreme Sect didn’t fully apply. The Sect couldn’t act with impunity here; any attempt to do so would be met with immense resistance.’
’This was, without a doubt, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.’
And so, Lin Changheng made his decision. Both publicly and privately, he let it be known that he was:
In secluded cultivation to practice Alchemy.
...
When he first broke through to Foundation Establishment, Lin Changheng’s Divine Sense already had a range of one hundred and fifty zhang, far exceeding that of an ordinary Early Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator!
Now, his Divine Sense had improved once again. Several Treasure Seeds and a Dao Fruit had cleansed his Divine Soul, which in turn brought changes to his Divine Sense.
It had now reached a range of one hundred and eighty zhang!
He was only one hundred and twenty zhang short of the Divine Sense range of a Middle Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator.
With such strength and range, every single move "Senior Brother Feng" made was entirely under his control.
Yet "Senior Brother Feng" remained completely oblivious.
...
After flying for seventy or eighty li, "Senior Brother Feng" deliberately lowered his Dharma Ship’s altitude to avoid drawing attention.
Before long, a ravine appeared up ahead.
He stomped his foot, and the Dharma Ship surged with speed, intending to pass through it quickly.
Suddenly, a massive black shadow appeared in the forest on the mountainside, watching him with predatory intent.
It immediately charged forward on four legs. Using its high ground to its advantage, it launched itself into the air in a ferocious leap, pouncing toward the Dharma Ship.
"Who’s there?"
"Senior Brother Feng" already had his Divine Sense spread out to monitor his surroundings, so he sensed it instantly. Without even looking up, he flicked his hand, summoning a Long Saber Spiritual Artifact that shot toward the incoming black shadow.
’It’s just a Tier One Upper Grade Puppet, a simple distraction. Where is its master?’
At the same time, his cold gaze swept the area in tandem with his Divine Sense.
"BOOM!"
In the next instant, the Long Saber Spiritual Artifact slammed into the tiger-shaped Puppet Beast, setting off a massive explosion.
The tiger-shaped Puppet Beast was sent flying. Vicious-looking cracks spiderwebbed across its tough body, but it didn’t immediately explode.
"Huh?"
"Senior Brother Feng’s" eyes narrowed. He clearly hadn’t expected this. "So it’s actually an Upper Grade Masterpiece Puppet."
His vigilance sharpened. ’Logically, I’m still dozens of li from the destination. It shouldn’t be those Demon Sect brats. But if not them, who is it?’
He then roared, "What coward hides in the shadows? Show yourself!"
"WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!..."
No one answered.
His only answer was a dense series of whooshing sounds. More than ten Fireballs, each the size of an infant’s head, suddenly erupted from the forest.
"Fire Rain Skill? A mere parlor trick!"
"Senior Brother Feng" looked unconcerned. With a wave of his sleeve, a massive, thick wall of ice appeared before him. It was several chi thick, shimmering with a biting cold light and emanating a bone-chilling aura as it rose to block the approaching Fire Rain Skill.