Chapter 28: Chen Changsheng's Trump Card, a Five-Hundred-Year Layout

With that, Yuhua Zhenren pulled Chen Changsheng to the blood pool.

"Chang Sheng, out of everyone in Shangqing Temple, you are the one I value the most."

"Do you know why I spotted you among the crowd at first glance?"

"Because I sensed a quality in you that even I don't possess, and that is tranquility."

"You don't have the busyness of ordinary people, nor the obsession of Cultivators."

"It's as if everything in the world is just a fleeting cloud in your life."

"Cultivators pursue the Dao solely for Chang Sheng, but even Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators who have lived for a thousand years don't possess that quality you have."

"Facts prove I wasn't wrong about you."

"Now the opportunity is before you; as long as we join forces, we can go further than anyone else."

Facing Yuhua Zhenren's invitation, Chen Changsheng quietly took a step back.

Seeing this, Yuhua Zhenren frowned and said, "What, do you also think this power is 'ominous'?"

"You can rest assured on that point; I have thoroughly researched this matter."

"Directly absorbing the power will indeed bring some trouble, but filtering it through Bloodlines avoids this problem."

"The eighteen races guarding the Bronze Ancient Temple are the best tools for filtering this power."

"Wanyan Aguduo, that fool, has been using his daughter's body to filter this power, thinking that doing so would be fine."

"But he doesn't know that impure Bloodlines cannot filter it completely, otherwise he wouldn't have been countered by me."

Listening to Yuhua Zhenren's eloquent talk, Chen Changsheng shook his head and said.

"Shizu, I'm not worried about whether this power is safe; I haven't even thought about that."

"My purpose in coming to Night Moon Country is only one, and that is to bring back the bodies of my Master and Senior Brothers."

Upon hearing this, the originally excited Yuhua Zhenren's expression turned cold.

"You are still the same as before, but you should also know that those who obey me prosper, and those who defy me perish."

"Disciple naturally knows. Please, Shizu, for the sake of our past relationship, let this Disciple finish collecting Master's body before you make a move."

Hearing this, Yuhua Zhenren's expression became extremely displeased.

However, facing this extremely outstanding Disciple, he still showed a trace of patience.

"Swish!"

With a wave of Yuhua Zhenren's hand, seven bodies appeared neatly in front of Chen Changsheng.

The Restrictions in Yuanshen Shangren's body were also removed, turning him back into a corpse.

Looking at the former acquaintances he had spent time with day and night, Chen Changsheng took out eleven coffins and began to prepare them for burial.

Yuanshen Shangren, Eldest Brother, Second Senior Brother...

After preparing the former acquaintances for burial, Chen Changsheng also began to collect the Wolf King's body.

Wiping away the bloodstains and changing into new burial clothes, the excavated heart could not be found, so Chen Changsheng simply carved one out of wood.

Adding Hu Zhan and Lin Hu, eleven coffins were just enough.

"Undertaker, an interesting title."

"But why did you only dig three graves? Could it be that you think you can leave alive with them?"

Facing Yuhua Zhenren's question, Chen Changsheng smiled and said.

"Shizu, don't be afraid to laugh, but before I entered the sect, I sold coffins."

"Due to some accidental circumstances, I ended up with this rather confusing title."

"But as a professional in this industry, this Disciple is quite precise in controlling quantities."

"Today, only eleven coffins are needed, so this Disciple will not take out any more coffins."

"Oh?"

"Why do you have such confidence?"

Hearing this, Chen Changsheng grinned and said, "Shizu, have you heard of Hundred Defeat Immortal Lord?"

Before the words fell, Chen Changsheng directly threw out a stone coffin.

And after sensing the aura of the blood pool, this stone coffin immediately emitted an extremely dazzling light.

A towering figure was seen emerging from the stone coffin.

"Evil creature, you still dare to show yourself!"

Saying that, a massive fist went straight for Yuhua Zhenren.

Facing such a situation, Yuhua Zhenren directly threw the Little White Wolf in his hand, attempting to block for a moment.

But how could Hundred Defeat Immortal Lord's fist be blocked so easily?

The phantom of the fist was seen passing through the Little White Wolf and then heavily smashing onto Yuhua Zhenren's body.

"Pfft!"

The Transformation Completion stage Yuhua Zhenren was directly sent flying by a single punch.

After repelling Yuhua Zhenren, Hundred Defeat Immortal Lord's phantom did not pursue the victory.

Instead, it summoned the Bronze Ancient Temple not far away and fiercely suppressed it on top of the blood pool.

"No!"

Seeing this scene, Yuhua Zhenren let out a loud cry, then flew below the Bronze Ancient Temple, attempting to stop its descent.

"Bang!"

A violent explosion occurred in a hidden cave, and a bald man was sent flying out, spitting blood.

This person was precisely Zen Master Yixiu, who was suppressing the source of un auspiciousness.

"Clang!"

A pitch-black power heavily struck the Bronze Ancient Temple, causing the rapidly descending Bronze Ancient Temple to suddenly pause.

"Yixiu, what are you still waiting for?"

Chen Changsheng picked up the Little White Wolf that had fallen to the ground, its fate unknown, and then shouted at the heavily injured Yixiu.

His cultivation was only at the Golden Core Realm; without Yixiu's help, he couldn't possibly leave Night Moon Country.

Although Hundred Defeat Immortal Lord's phantom was strong, it was ultimately like water without a source, and it was still uncertain whether it could defeat that 'ominous' power.

Therefore, his most urgent task now was to escape quickly, and the further the better.

Yixiu, who heard Chen Changsheng's call, didn't have time to think too much. He directly burned his vital essence and began to cast a Buddhism Divine Power.

Seeing Chen Changsheng about to escape, Yuhua Zhenren suddenly gnashed his teeth.

But the large Bronze Temple above his head prevented him from moving.

Countless scriptures swirled around Chen Changsheng and Yixiu, and their figures gradually became ethereal.

"Shizu, this Disciple sells coffins. One day, this Disciple will come to bury you!"

Chen Changsheng's voice echoed in the Forbidden Ground, and at the same time, it heavily struck Yuhua Zhenren's heart.

...

A thousand li away.

"Pfft!"

Yixiu spat out a mouthful of golden blood and then fell to the ground.

But Chen Changsheng seemed not to see Yixiu's injuries and instead kept urging him.

"Don't lie there, get up and keep running!"

Facing this old acquaintance from a hundred years ago, Yixiu almost fainted from not being able to catch his breath.

"Ancestor!"

"What I just used was a secret technique of Tianfo Temple. Using it once not only consumes vital essence but also consumes ten years of Lifespan."

"We've already escaped a thousand li away, can you let me catch my breath."

"This poor monk is just a small Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator, not a Transformation great power."

Listening to Yixiu's complaints, Chen Changsheng anxiously looked towards the direction of the imperial capital.

"Using it once only shortens your life by ten years. The Transformation Completion stage Wanyan Aguduo didn't even last a single move against Yuhua Zhenren."

"When he comes, you won't just lose ten years of Lifespan; you'll lose your life directly."

Upon hearing this, Yixiu instantly leaped up from the ground and once again used the Tianfo Temple secret technique that consumed Lifespan.

"Swish!"

Chen Changsheng and Yixiu's figures disappeared again.