Simplification System: From Perfect Arrow Skill to Immortal

Chapter 617 - 432: Turning Against Each Other, the Qiankun Godslaying Celestial Array Once More

Liu Feng never imagined things would turn out like this.

He never intended to drive Lin Chang’sheng out of the Sect.

"Lin Chang’sheng, it’s not that I want to kill you, nor do I wish to expel you from our Sect, but all the major Sects have begun to pressure my Immortal Palace. If you weren’t suspected of being an Evil Cultivator, our Sect would definitely protect you. But if you are an Evil Cultivator, how could we possibly keep you? My hands are tied!"

Liu Feng said with a grievance in his voice.

He just couldn’t believe Lin Chang’sheng possessed such terrifying power, to the point where even as a Middle Stage Mahayana cultivator himself, he was unable to handle him.

Clearly, the secrets hidden within Lin Chang’sheng ran deeper than this.

To lose such a prodigy would be a tremendous loss for the Immortal Sect.

"You wouldn’t believe me no matter what I say. There’s no need to explain further! Farewell!"

Lin Chang’sheng had no desire to keep explaining. Since the other party was on guard against him, there was no point in staying here.

There were plenty of other factions that would want to recruit him.

Even if he left the Immortal Palace, he’d still have a good life.

"How bold! You think you can just leave after injuring a Sect Elder?"

Just as Lin Chang’sheng was about to depart, a harsh shout echoed from afar.

Before the figure even arrived, the voice crashed in like thunder.

Lin Chang’sheng sensed three powerful auras rushing toward him at great speed.

No doubt the commotion here had drawn their attention, prompting them to hurry over.

As the three figures landed before him, Lin Chang’sheng recognized them as none other than the Three Great Elders of the Immortal Palace.

They were: Third Elder Liu Wuya, Fourth Elder Zhou Tong, and Seventh Elder Cao Yu.

All three were Middle Stage Mahayana cultivators.

With Xiaonan’s help, Lin Chang’sheng could take on one, maybe even two at the Mahayana Middle Stage.

But to face all three at once would be difficult.

Lin Chang’sheng contemplated setting up an array on the spot, but before he could act, the three figures had arrived in front of him.

The three stood in white robes, exuding a celestial and venerable aura as they hovered in the sky above, looking down on Lin Chang’sheng, radiating superiority from on high.

The Third Elder, Liu Wuya, was the oldest, over six thousand years old. His hair was snow-white, but his chin was clean-shaven, giving him a very refined look.

Yet the power within him surged like a vast sea, and his gaze toward Lin Chang’sheng seemed to slash with Blade Aura.

The Fourth Elder, Zhou Tong, appeared to be a middle-aged man, somewhat stout, usually stern and taciturn, and now looking even more severe.

The Seventh Elder, Cao Yu, wore a hairpin, his bearing lofty and commanding, emanating the air of someone looking down from above.

When the three saw Liu Feng wounded by Lin Chang’sheng, their pupils involuntarily widened in shock.

They’d never have thought a mere inner disciple could defeat an Elder at the Mahayana Stage.

Such a thing had never happened before.

But then, catching sight of the Three-headed Ice and Fire Python spirit beast, they understood.

It must have been this powerful spirit beast’s help that enabled Lin Chang’sheng to prevail.

"Lin Chang’sheng, you really are audacious! The Sect has cultivated you with care, yet you’ve wounded an Elder—you are beyond arrogant!"

The Third Elder, Liu Wuya, was the first to chastise him sternly.

Such disrespectful and ungrateful people simply could not be kept around.

"Gentlemen, it’s a misunderstanding!"

Seeing the Three Great Elders about to step in, Liu Feng hurried to explain, "I was simply exchanging moves with Lin Chang’sheng, only to find myself overpowered. It’s not his fault!"

"Exchanging moves? You had to do it here? I say Lin Chang’sheng clearly lured you here to ambush and injure you. Elder Liu, stop making excuses for him!"

Zhou Tong rebuked harshly.

Clearly, they didn’t believe a word Liu Feng was saying.

"Elder Liu, move aside, lest you get hurt!"

Cao Yu also chimed in.

Hearing all this, Lin Chang’sheng couldn’t help but sneer.

This Immortal Palace is really something. They only believe what they want. No amount of explanation will make a difference.

"Trying to kill me again?"

Lin Chang’sheng laughed coldly. Three Mahayana experts—they’d be tough to deal with, but it wasn’t as if they could kill him for certain.

"Do you really think you can escape?"

Liu Wuya snorted with disdain.

He didn’t believe Lin Chang’sheng could possibly escape from the three of them encircling him.

"I had no intention to fight, but if you push me, you’ll have only yourselves to blame!"

Lin Chang’sheng’s tone grew cold as well.

With no other choice, Lin Chang’sheng could only prepare to set up a Grand Array to battle the three of them.

While Xiaonan couldn’t kill all three quickly, trapping them for a time was no problem.

As long as Lin Chang’sheng could finish the Qiankun Array, not even Mahayana cultivators would escape alive.

"Such arrogant words—I’d like to see how you’re going to escape!"

Zhou Tong sneered.

An Integration Stage disciple thinks he can run from three Grand Elders? What a joke!

If he actually managed that, they’d have no face left to show.

It would be a humiliating disgrace.

"Everyone, hear me out!"

As both sides were about to fight, Liu Feng interjected again.

"Stop! We’re all from the same Sect. If we all end up wounded, there’s no benefit for anyone. Lin Chang’sheng is not an Evil Cultivator—I stake my life on it!"

Liu Feng repeated himself.

The Three Great Elders were surprised—Liu Feng actually willing to bet his life that Lin Chang’sheng wasn’t evil?

So is Lin Chang’sheng possibly an Evil Cultivator after all?

"No wonder you could injure Elder Liu—you were practicing dark demon techniques! Today, we’re going to cleanse the Sect!"

Liu Wuya thundered in fury.

None of them had known this—Yu Qianxue had only ever told Liu Feng.

She had hoped Liu Feng would find out if Lin Chang’sheng was an Evil Cultivator or not.

But after their exchange just now, Liu Feng was certain that Lin Chang’sheng was absolutely not evil.

"If you want to kill me, then do it!"

Lin Chang’sheng’s eyes grew cold, murderous intent flashing within.