Chapter 788 - 517: Ten Thousand Immortals Gather, Lin Changsheng Ascends to Legend! (Grand Finale) (Part 2)

They are far stronger than the others.

With Lin Chang'sheng joining the battlefield, countless Demon Beasts were instantly crushed.

Yet, the Demon Beast side would not yield so easily.

Seeing their vanguard forced back by Ji Luochen, the three Demon Kings stopped waiting, preparing to strike personally and slay Lin Chang'sheng.

"Lin Chang'sheng, cultivation does not come easy to you. Your future achievements will surely be limitless. Do not risk it—retreat quickly."

Immortal Master Zhengyang, seeing the Demon Beasts fall back, knew they would not let things rest. The three Demon Kings might act any moment, so he worried Lin Chang'sheng would fall here.

"Thank you for your concern, Elder. These Demon Beasts can't do anything to me!"

Lin Chang'sheng replied with confidence.

Now, he held two Immortal Realm Demon Beasts in his hand: the Frost Demon Emperor and Candle Flame.

He could directly face two of the opposing Demon Kings.

In addition, Luna and the Wolf Race chieftain were both at the Demi-Immortal level. With his own strength, fighting an Immortal Beast posed no problem at all.

ROAR ROAR——

With a chorus of furious bellows, the three Demon Kings charged again, leading a host of beasts across the field.

Lin Chang'sheng faced the trio without a trace of fear.

With a wave, he summoned the Frost Demon Emperor.

The Frost Demon Emperor and Candle Flame fought fiercely against two Demon Kings.

Lin Chang'sheng seized his chance, flinging out his hand to capture the third Demon King directly into the array within the Holy Soul Banner.

This array could now entrap and slay Immortal Realm experts with ease.

Under the combined might of Candle Flame and the Frost Demon Emperor, the other two Demon Kings were gradually defeated, the color of collapse showing on their faces.

"This kid is godlike!"

Immortal Master Zhengyang looked at Lin Chang'sheng, shocked in his heart that with his power alone, Lin crushes the beast tide.

RUMBLE——

In less than half a day, the remaining two Demon Kings already appeared exhausted.

Their bodies now bore wounds inflicted by the Frost Demon Emperor and Candle Flame.

"Either submit, or perish!"

Lin Chang'sheng advanced, speaking slowly.

Yet the two Demon Kings were unwilling. In the end, one Immortal Beast was slain, and another was subdued by Lin Chang'sheng.

And the Demon Beast Lin Chang'sheng imprisoned in the Holy Soul Banner refused to be a slave—only to be annihilated by the Grand Array.

With all three Demon King level Immortal Beasts dealt with, the rest were no threat. Human Race experts counterattacked, driving the beasts back once more.

"Sister Zhen, are you alright?"

After repelling the beast tide, Lin Chang'sheng hurried to Yan Zhen's side.

When Lin Chang'sheng saw how carefully Gu Shan cared for Yan Zhen, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

With Gu Shan looking after her from now on, Lin Chang'sheng could rest easy about Yan Zhen.

"I...I'm fine."

Yan Zhen responded softly, trying to stand, but she was terribly weak.

"Don't move, your body hasn't recovered yet!"

Gu Shan hastily interjected.

Huff—

In the next instant, Xiaobai emerged from the Spirit Beast Bag, her aura transformed dramatically; Immortal Power surged within her like a sea, carrying a chilling clarity.

After days of study, Xiaobai had undone every restriction within the Frost Staff and could now wield its power at will.

Thanks to the might of the Frost Staff, Xiaobai had returned to her former peak—and broken through into the Immortal Realm.

In this moment, Xiaobai was like a celestial Divine Lady—her figure ethereal, long hair cascading to her waist, fluttering in the wind, breathtakingly beautiful beyond compare.

"Will you accompany me, to the Hundred-Thousand Great Mountains?"

Xiaobai asked Lin Chang'sheng.

Her tone was so icy and aloof that none dared approach her.

Yet Lin Chang'sheng stepped up, hand slipping onto Xiaobai's waist. "Of course. The Fox Race owes you, and I will help you claim what you're due!"

Such a sight left everyone around them thunderstruck.

Many looked at Lin Chang'sheng with utter admiration.

This Xiaobai was an Immortal Realm powerhouse!

Yet Lin Chang'sheng acted so casually?

Judging by their reactions, though Xiaobai's brow furrowed slightly, she showed no significant displeasure—clearly, their relationship was extraordinary.

"Qingyou, you bitch—your good days are over!"

Xiaobai spat out her words, then soared straight into the sky.

Lin Chang'sheng's lips curled into a faint smile; he, too, pierced the void to follow her.

..........

The Hundred-Thousand Great Mountains, ancestral grounds of the Qingqiu Fox Race.

The Holy Land, once a place of peace, was now shrouded in a chilling killing intent.

Empress Qingyou stood atop the altar, nine snowy fox tails swirling behind her, eyes gleaming coldly. Three hundred years ago, she had personally carved out her elder sister's Nine Orifice Immortal Heart and seized the throne, believing Xiaobai's soul to have long perished—yet who would have thought, she would return with the Frost Staff in hand!

"Sister, you really dare come back?" Qingyou sneered, a blood-red Long Saber condensing in her palm, its blade wreathed in the anguished wails of countless resentful souls.

Xiaobai's gaze was ice— the Frost Staff blazed with frigid radiance. The temperature of heaven and earth plummeted; even the air froze into frost.

"Today, I will make you pay for your blood debt!"

Before the words had faded, a figure tore through the void, stepping on the air.

Lin Chang'sheng! 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Immortal radiance coiled about him, the Dragon Abyss Sword chiming, Sword Intent piercing the sky.

"Qingyou, you schemed against Xiaobai for three centuries. Today, it's time you repay your debt."

Qingyou's pupils shrank. She sensed the aura surrounding Lin Chang'sheng—he was already brushing the threshold of the Immortal Dao!

"A mere Mahayana dares act with such impudence?!" she snarled, swinging her blood-red Long Saber, unleashing a Blade Aura a thousand yards long, cleaving toward Lin Chang'sheng!

"BOOM—!"

Lin Chang'sheng did not dodge; he raised his fist and blasted out, Fist Aura coiling like a dragon, colliding with the Blade Aura—shattering it by sheer force!

"What?!" Qingyou was shocked.

"Your era ends now." Lin Chang'sheng spoke coldly, striding forward; in a blink, he appeared before Qingyou, the Dragon Abyss Sword descending!

"SPLURT—!"

Blood splattered. Qingyou's right arm was severed. She shrieked in pain, staggering back in terror.

"Impossible! You clearly haven't ascended—how could you wield such power?!"

Lin Chang'sheng sneered, "An Immortal? Today, I'll show you what it truly means to be Immortal!"