300: Chapter 300 The Arrogant Trump Card, Nascent Soul Transformation

[Three days later, Pride's face was already looking quite pale.]

[He had consumed more than half of his energy, and the golden light on his scepter was much dimmer than it had been three days ago.]

[He sat cross-legged on the snow, and the surrounding snow had melted in a large area from the Devilish Qi he emitted.]

[But he did not stand up, nor did he attack the sword formation again.]

[He was conserving his spiritual energy.]

[Chu Sheng sat at the edge of the formation barrier, still clutching a few stalks of Spirit Medicine in his hand, but he did not stuff them into his mouth.]

[His spiritual energy reserves were still very abundant, and the Heaven And Earth Treasures in his Storage Pouch were less than thirty percent depleted.]

[He looked at Pride's weary face, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.]

[But he was in no hurry to make a move.]

[He was waiting for Pride to reveal an even greater opening.]

[Chu Sheng was no longer just passively defending; he began to take the initiative to attack.]

[The four zhu xian swords shuttled through the sword formation, stabbing at Pride from tricky angles from time to time.]

[Pride raised his hand to block with his scepter, and each block consumed a portion of his spiritual energy.]

[Chu Sheng also sacrificed the sea-suppressing cauldron. The bronze cauldron hovered above Pride's head, occasionally smashing down a beam of bronze-colored light.]

[Pride had to defend against both the swords and the cauldron, causing his spiritual energy to deplete even faster.]

[His face grew increasingly grim, and the cold sneer at the corner of his mouth had long since vanished.]

[He gritted his teeth, not saying a word.]

[Chu Sheng was in no rush.]

[On the sixth day, the opportunity arrived.]

[When Pride blocked an attack from the sea-suppressing cauldron, his movement was a beat too slow.]

[Chu Sheng's zhu xian sword seized this opening, piercing under Pride's ribs and running through his flank.]

[Black blood gushed out from the wound.]

[His face turned deathly pale, and the light on his scepter flickered violently a few times.]

[Chu Sheng did not pursue.]

[He withdrew the zhu xian sword and retreated to the edge of the formation barrier.]

[Pride clutched his wound, half-kneeling on the snow, gasping heavily.]

[A flash of unwillingness crossed his eyes, but he did not speak.]

[Chu Sheng looked at him, remaining silent for a long time.]

[Then, he fished out another handful of Spirit Medicine from his Storage Pouch and stuffed it into his mouth.]

[He could not rush.]

[He had to wait until Pride was completely exhausted.]

[On the ninth day, Chu Sheng finally stood up.]

[His condition was not good either; maintaining the Zhu Xian Sword Formation for nine consecutive days had consumed a massive amount of his Divine Sense, leaving him mentally exhausted to the extreme.]

[But his spiritual energy was still abundant, and the injuries on his body were not a major issue.]

[Compared to Pride, his condition was far better.]

[Pride knelt on the snow, his scepter planted beside him, its light completely extinguished.]

[His body was covered in wounds, and black blood soaked him, leaving shocking patches of black bloodstains on the snow.]

[Chu Sheng walked up to him, stopped, and looked down at him from above.]

"Senior, you didn't expect this, did you? A nobody like me can actually crush you."

[Pride raised his head and looked at Chu Sheng.]

[There was no Wrath, no unwillingness on his face, only a very strange expression.]

[It looked like a smile.]

[The corners of Pride's mouth slowly curled up.]

"You rat, you've finally shown your face."

[His voice was very hoarse, but it carried a composure that made Chu Sheng's skin crawl.]

[Chu Sheng's heart sank suddenly.]

[He took a step back, his hand pressing on his sword hilt, and the four zhu xian swords flew to his side simultaneously.]

"You still have strength left?" Chu Sheng's voice was somewhat dry.

[Pride did not answer.]

[He slowly stood up, the wounds on his body healing rapidly, and the black blood stopped flowing.]

[His aura was surging explosively.]

[It was not recovery, but a qualitative change.]

[Chu Sheng's expression changed. He urged the Zhu Xian Sword Formation, and its power instantly reached its maximum.]

[But Pride did not give him the chance.]

"Second Divine Ability—Nascent Soul Transformation."

[Pride's voice was very soft, but every word felt like a hammer striking Chu Sheng's heart.]

[His body began to transform, and his Dantian turned into a devilish infant.]

[Golden Devilish Qi surged from his body like a volcanic eruption, instantly filling the entire sword formation.]

[His stature doubled in height, his shoulders broadened, and his arms thickened.]

[On his neck, two more heads sprouted.]

[The one on the left had a hideous face and a greedy gaze; it was Greed.]

[The one on the right had a distorted face and a hungry gaze; it was Gluttony.]

[He grew four more arms, making a total of six along with his original two.]

[Three heads and six arms.]

[This was Pride's true trump card.]

[Pride's aura surged several times over, causing the entire sword formation to tremble.]

[This is bad. He was waiting for me here.]

[A second Divine Ability? How insidious.]

[Chu Sheng's face was deathly pale. Gritting his teeth, he desperately poured his spiritual energy into the sword formation.]

[Under the impact of Pride's aura, dense cracks appeared all over the barrier of the sword formation.]

[Blood seeped from the corner of Chu Sheng's mouth, but he did not retreat.]

[He could not retreat.]

[If he retreated, the sword formation would break.]

[Pride's three heads looked at him simultaneously, six eyes—golden, dark gold, and pitch black—like six sharp blades stabbing into his body.]

"You rat, did you think this seat had only one Divine Ability?"

[Pride's main head spoke, still arrogant, but his voice was deeper than before.]

[Greed's head also spoke, its voice sharp: "This seat has waited for this day for a very long time."]

[Gluttony's head did not speak, only keeping its mouth open as saliva dripped down the corner of its mouth.]

[Chu Sheng's heart sank to rock bottom.]

[He had not expected Pride to have such a trick up his sleeve.]

[Nascent Soul Transformation, this Divine Ability, he had seen it in the Legacy of the Heavenly Demon Ancestor.]

[It was the Heavenly Demon Ancestor's thirteenth Divine Ability, which fused the various devoured Devilish Qis into one, and when Cultivated to Perfection, allowed one to transform into a combat form with seven heads and eighteen arms.]

[After devouring Greed and Gluttony, Pride had been Cultivating this Divine Ability.]

[He had not reached Major Achievement with it, only barely being able to use it.]

[That was why he did not use it from the very beginning.]

[First, he had only recently mastered this Divine Ability, and using it carried a massive price, potentially causing the three types of Devilish Qi to conflict and backfire on him.]

[Second, he had not taken Chu Sheng seriously at all in the beginning.]

[Was a rat of the Daocheng Realm worthy of him using his trump card?]

[It was not worthy.]

[But he had not expected this rat to push him to this point.]

[Pride raised his scepter and blasted it toward the barrier of the sword formation.]

[The sword formation shuddered, and even more cracks appeared.]

[Chu Sheng's spiritual energy was draining rapidly, and more blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.]

[Gritting his teeth, he urged the Heavenly Venerable Duobao, and colorful light surged into the sword formation, barely stabilizing the barrier.]

[Pride's three large hands slammed into the exact same spot on the sword formation simultaneously.]

[The sword formation shook violently, its power dropping by forty percent.]

[Chu Sheng was sent flying, crashing onto the snow and smashing out a large crater.]

[Chu Sheng lay prone in the snow, covered in blood and unable to move.]

[Pride walked out of the shattered sword formation, with his three heads and six arms, his Devilish Qi towering to the heavens.]

[His steps were very slow, making the ground shake with every stride.]

[He walked up to Chu Sheng and looked down at him.]

[Six eyes, six gazes, all fell upon Chu Sheng.]

"You rat, what else do you have to say?" Pride's main head spoke.

[Chu Sheng lay on the ground, looking at his own blood on the snow.]

[His mind was racing at high speed.]

[He cannot run.]

[The Zhu Xian Sword Formation was his strongest trump card; if even the sword formation could not trap Pride, then running would be useless.]

[No matter how fast he was, he could not outrun Pride, who was in the Divine Ability Realm.]

[He cannot run.]

[But he could not win either.]

[Was the gap between Dao Completion and Divine Ability really this vast?]

[He had comprehended a Divine Ability from the Legacy of the Heavenly Demon Ancestor, and his sword formation could trap Pride, who was in the Tongxuan Realm, for nine days and nine nights.]

[He had thought he possessed the strength to fight.]

[But after Pride revealed his trump card, he could not even withstand a single move.]

[A trace of unwillingness flashed in Chu Sheng's eyes.]

[Was he going to lose his life to Pride once again?]

[In the last simulation, he had been swallowed whole by Pride.]

[This time, he was already countless times stronger than before, yet was he still going to die at Pride's hands?]