Simplification System: From Perfect Arrow Skill to Immortal

Gotta say, the physical bodies of these Wolf Race powerhouses are freakishly tough—even the Corpse Puppets are struggling to do any real damage.

Even besieged by the three Corpse Puppets, the two Wolf Race experts could only fight and retreat at the same time.

"We have to kill that kid first!"

After a brief but intense battle, the two Wolf Race powerhouses seemed to realize that these Corpse Puppets were under Lin Chang'sheng's control. As long as they took him out, these puppets would cease to be a threat.

In order to break free from the encirclement, the two Wolf Race experts revealed their true forms without hesitation.

With an earth-shattering howl, their bodies began to swell, morphing into massive demon wolves—thirty feet long and over three yards tall.

Their wolf forms were enormous, their fur gleaming, every strand hard as steel needles and almost indestructible.

No matter how the three Corpse Puppets attacked, it was nearly impossible to seriously injure them.

One of the Wolf Race powerhouses broke through the encirclement and charged straight for Lin Chang'sheng.

Lin Chang'sheng knew that if even Late Stage Tribulation Crossing Corpse Puppets had trouble damaging these two, his own attacks would be all but useless.

He waved his hand, summoning the Dragon God Bell, instantly enshrouding himself inside.

Boom boom boom—

The Wolf Race expert's body was intimidatingly strong, but shattering the Dragon God Bell's defense was a different story.

Their strikes smashed down on the bell, erupting in deafening thunderclaps, but the bell didn't budge an inch.

The other Wolf Race expert was pounded relentlessly by the three Corpse Puppets, powerless even to defend himself.

Three against one—even as tough as he was, the Wolf Race powerhouse couldn't cope.

Bam—

As a Corpse Puppet's Fist Aura struck the Wolf Race expert's abdomen, he was sent flying, spewing blood, clearly suffering a serious internal injury.

"The belly is the Wolf Race's weak point?"

The discovery made Lin Chang'sheng ecstatic.

He immediately directed the Corpse Puppets to keep targeting the wolves' abdomens.

Even though both Wolf Race powerhouses tried guarding their bellies, there was just no way to block every blow.

Soon enough, the pair were beaten within an inch of their lives, collapsing on the ground, barely breathing.

These Late Stage Tribulation Crossing Corpse Puppets were definitely no joke.

Unless they met someone of equal rank wielding a Heaven-Reaching Immortal Treasure, they'd be a force to reckon with.

If Heaven-Reaching Immortal Treasures were involved, that'd be another matter.

"Try the Contract Technique. Maybe you can bind them!"

Just as Lin Chang'sheng stepped forward, planning to finish off the two Wolf Race powerhouses, Xiaobai's voice sounded in his mind.

If Xiaobai hadn't spoken, Lin Chang'sheng would've totally forgotten about the Contract Technique.

The Demon Race might not be exactly like Demon Beasts, but as long as they were demons, the Contract Technique was still on the table.

At first, the two Wolf Race experts flat-out refused when Lin Chang'sheng proposed a contract. After another savage beating, with death staring them down, they had no choice but to let him force the contract on them.

With them, Lin Chang'sheng naturally wasn't going for a Life and Death Contract, but rather a Master-Servant Contract.

Even if they died, Lin Chang'sheng wouldn't lose a thing.

To him, they were nothing but pawns.

Crimson radiance radiated from Lin Chang'sheng and the two Wolf Race powerhouses, spreading under the passage of time.

The Divine Soul Contract was sealed.

The two Wolf Race powerhouses now treated Lin Chang'sheng with utter respect and deference.

Their Divine Souls had already fallen under Lin Chang'sheng's control.

If Lin Chang'sheng ordered them to die, they wouldn't hesitate for a second.

"That just leaves the Wolf Race Chief!"

Lin Chang'sheng thought to himself, then sent his Divine Thought once again into the Holy Soul Banner's inner space.

The Wolf Race Chief was still locked in a fierce battle with Corpse Puppet souls.

But the faster he slaughtered them, the quicker those Corpse Puppets and souls would regroup.

Each regrouping only made the Corpse Puppets and souls harder to deal with.

"Your two subordinates are already dealt with. And you're still not dead?"

Lin Chang'sheng sneered coldly.

The words shook the Wolf Race Chief—his two subordinates were the pride of the Wolf Race.

Yet they couldn't even take down a single Late Stage Mahayana cultivator like Lin Chang'sheng?

Could his Corpse Puppets really be that terrifying?

"Arrogant fool! You actually think this array will trap and kill me?"

The Wolf Race Chief roared furiously, instantly revealing his true form.

His real body was many times larger than his two subordinates, and its fur shone with a brilliant gold.

Every strand of hair was as sharp as a golden spear.

Once he unleashed his true form, the Wolf Race Chief went on a bloody rampage; Corpse Puppets and souls crumbled before him.

But no matter how fast he killed, there was no way to wipe out all the Corpse Puppets and souls here.

Soon, the array's Corpse Puppets and souls condensed to Immortal Corpse and Immortal Soul level.

The Wolf Race Chief was starting to feel worn out and pressed hard.

Pushed back again and again by two Immortal Realm level Corpse Puppets and souls, and with Lin Chang'sheng especially directing them to attack the Chief's belly.

Rumble—

As the Immortal Corpse hammered a punch, devastating force crashed into the Wolf Race Chief's abdomen.

The Wolf Race Chief was sent flying by the blow, and after hitting the ground, vomited a mouthful of blood.

He was on his last legs.

"Stop!"

Seeing the two Immortal Corpses and souls moving in for the kill, Lin Chang'sheng hurried forward to stop them.

It would be too wasteful to just kill a Wolf Race Chief like this. If he could win him as a Contracted Beast, Lin Chang'sheng's power would skyrocket.

After all, adding a Loose Immortal and two Late Stage Tribulation Crossing bodyguards wasn't something just anyone could pull off.

"Hmm? The realm gap is too great? I can't seal the contract?"

Lin Chang'sheng tried to use the Divine Soul Contract Technique on the weakened Wolf Race Chief, but just couldn't get the contract to take. That caught him off guard.

"Maybe your realms are just too far apart. Use a Secret Technique to raise your cultivation to the Tribulation Crossing Stage and try again!"