Simplification System: From Perfect Arrow Skill to Immortal

Chapter 569 - 408: The Might of the Divine Thunder Bow—Single-Handed Assault on the Bandit Stronghold, Blood Spilled Everywhere

The Divine Thunder Bow isn’t anything to scoff at—even in front of Integration experts, its power is nothing short of overwhelming.

Especially now that Lin Chang’sheng’s cultivation has reached the Integration Stage, bringing out every last bit of might from his Upper Grade Celestial Spirit Treasure.

Thunder flashed overhead. Nine Thunderbolt Arrows tore through the air, hurtling toward the skinny man.

The long spear in the skinny man’s hand was impressive too—it was a Lower Grade Celestial Spirit Treasure. But compared to Lin Chang’sheng’s Divine Thunder Bow, it was worlds apart.

When he saw the Thunderbolt Arrows piercing through space toward his longbow, the skinny man instantly swung his long spear, trying to swat the arrows away.

But those arrows seemed to have eyes—they made a sudden, uncanny turn, neatly avoiding his spear.

And then, forming a pincer attack, they came at him from both sides.

"What the...?"

Witnessing this, the skinny man’s pupils dilated, disbelief flooding his eyes.

He’d never seen arrows change their trajectory midair before.

And because it was his first time, he was caught completely off guard.

No time to dodge, the skinny man could only muster all his Primordial Power, conjuring a shield in front of him.

BOOOOM—

The Thunderbolt Arrows slammed into the shield, unleashing explosions that shook the heavens.

When the blast faded, the skinny man was already battered and torn by the Thunderbolt Arrows, his body a mangled mess of flesh and blood.

Some arrows had even punched clear through, leaving gaping bloody holes in his frame.

"A kill in just one move—again?"

Zheng Yao not far off was left gaping in shock.

These were two Integration Stage experts!

But in front of Lin Chang’sheng, they were helpless—no better than chickens waiting for the axe.

Just how frightening was his true strength? Even mid-Integration cultivators might not be his match.

Woooosh—

The two men almost died in an instant; the next moment, their Divine Souls shot out from their bodies.

Lin Chang’sheng summoned forth his Celestial Soul Banner, whisking their souls and corpses away into the banner’s inner space.

So they couldn’t escape and sound the alarm.

As for their bodies, Lin Chang’sheng could use them for refining Corpse Puppets.

"You’re next!"

After crushing two foes, Lin Chang’sheng set his sights on the burly man not far away.

This guy was fighting with Mo Mingyuan, and clearly had the upper hand.

But when he turned and saw the fat man and skinny man had already died to Lin Chang’sheng, he was instantly scared out of his wits.

Just one exchange, and Lin Chang’ssheng blasted down both heavyweights?

That kind of cultivation isn’t easy—at least Mid-Integration Stage or higher.

Seeing things going south, the burly man spun around and tried to run.

But Lin Chang’sheng wasn’t about to let him go—his Force Field Realm burst out, instantly cranking up gravity in the area.

With gravity at twenty times normal, the burly man’s movements turned slow and clumsy.

The other bandits, with weaker cultivation, were suppressed so badly they could barely move, and right then Hou Shaojie, Mo Mingyuan, and the others cut them down.

"No, no—don’t kill me!"

Seeing the situation flip and his own escape blocked, the burly man dropped to his knees, begging.

"Want to live? Fine—tell me where all your Qingfeng Cliff bandits are stationed."

Lin Chang’sheng asked bluntly.

He’d taken this escort mission, but it wasn’t just about those 200 experience points.

He wanted to end Qingfeng Cliff—maybe snatch some treasures from them.

If you want to get rich, being a bandit yourself is the fastest ticket.

Of course, Lin Chang’sheng would never rob any righteous folks.

So he had to target these bandits instead. Kill them, and no one’s going to cry justice for them.

There’s nothing righteous about them anyway.

"Just don’t kill me, I’ll tell you everything!"

The burly guy looked tough as nails, but at the edge of death, he was about to piss his pants.

From his words, Lin Chang’sheng found out that Qingfeng Cliff had five branch strongholds.

Each stronghold had two or three Integration Stage experts stationed.

Their chief’s cultivation was already at Late Stage of Integration.

"Five branch strongholds? Looks like you’ve been living large these years, raiding all over. Take me to your chief!"

Lin Chang’sheng said coldly. Clearly, they’d be sitting on heaps of treasure.

This trip was already worth it.

Mo Mingyuan saw Lin Chang’sheng actually wanted to go after the Qingfeng Cliff Chief and got a nasty shock.

The chief had already broken through to Late Stage of Integration—how could Lin Chang’sheng face him?

Even if he outperformed cultivators at his own stage, he couldn’t beat someone at late Integration!

Plus, with five branch strongholds, if their experts gathered, that’s over ten Integration Stage cultivators!

If they got surrounded, there’d be no way out.

Lin Chang’sheng seriously wanted to barge straight into Qingfeng Stronghold?

"Immortal Master, I say forget it! It’s way too risky if we go. Let’s hurry and hit the road! Otherwise, if more of them arrive, getting out of here will be impossible!"

Mo Mingyuan suggested.

But Lin Chang’sheng didn’t plan to just leave.

"You guys go first. If we don’t wipe out this group now, they’ll be a pain in the ass later!"

Lin Chang’sheng replied.

Zheng Yao just sneered, quick to interject, "Killing two Integration experts is lucky, but you really think luck’s always on your side? You dare head to Qingfeng Cliff? You’d need ten lives and still wouldn’t make it out!"

Zheng Yao knew he couldn’t beat Lin Chang’sheng, but his mouth was still running.

"Even a spineless wimp’s got something to say? Pretty sure I saw some people hiding out and damn near wetting themselves just now!"

Hou Shaojie shot Zheng Yao a dirty look, clearly tired of his bluster, and fired back with a jab.