The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 456: The Terrifying Yan Jinghong!

"My life was clawed back from hell; it won't be taken so easily!"

Ling Feng gripped the Eradicator of Realms tightly. Despite the significant gap between him and Yan Jinghong, Ling Feng was not afraid of this battle.

He just hadn't expected this fight to come so soon.

Nor had he anticipated that Yan Jinghong would also have a demon king-level pet capable of countering his black donkey.

However, he wasn't entirely without hope. The power of the Heaven-Slaying Sword Art, combined with the hidden presence of Zifeng, who had not yet revealed himself, provided a slim chance of turning the tables.

Even if there was only a sliver of hope, Ling Feng would never give up.

"Jinghong, don't rush to kill him. He still has the first volume of The Profound Art of Acupuncture and Moxibustion from the Medical Saint Ling Hanyang!"

Yan Jingfeng, protected by the Vajra barrier, shouted loudly.

"It's not your place to tell me what to do."

Yan Jinghong cast a cold glance at Yan Jingfeng, his face devoid of any brotherly affection. "I only saved you because you bear the Yan name. You, who bring nothing but disgrace to the family and almost died at the hands of this trash, dare to instruct me?"

Yan Jingfeng clenched his fists but could only lower his head in dejection while gritting his teeth. "I-I dare not!"

Even as the eldest son of the Yan family, his status could not compare to Yan Jinghong's.

Even as the eldest son, the position of family head was never his to inherit.

"Hmph, just watch."

Yan Jinghong didn't spare Yan Jingfeng another glance. His cold gaze locked onto Ling Feng. "Hand over the Essence-Stealing Blood Pearl."

"So, it's the Essence-Stealing Blood Pearl you're after?" Ling Feng sneered. "Didn't you hate me because I killed your woman?"

"Trying to provoke me?" Yan Jinghong saw through Ling Feng's intentions and sneered. "A woman who died six months ago? You think that would anger me? There are plenty of women in the world! Even if you killed this trash today, I wouldn't be the least bit angry.

"Standing at the peak, one feels lonely. A mortal like you wouldn't understand." Yan Jinghong flicked his treasured sword, his eyes brimming with supreme arrogance.

"I don't understand, indeed. A brat who hasn't even fully matured dares to speak of the loneliness at the top? There are plenty of people stronger than you in this world!"

Ling Feng gripped the Eradicator of Realms and snorted. "You only have a few more years of cultivation than me. If I had trained as long as you, a single finger would be enough to obliterate you completely!"

"Hahaha, the funniest joke I've ever heard!"

Yan Jinghong swept his sword, pointing it at the ground, and said, "This is your last chance. Hand over the Essence-Stealing Blood Pearl, and I'll let you die quickly."

"I'm afraid that's impossible." Ling Feng smirked as water and fire powers surged within the Eradicator of Realms. In an instant, he launched a sudden attack.

"Hundred Ghosts Night Walk!"

The sword light fragmented into a thousand illusions. In a flash, Ling Feng's figure seemed to transform into countless ghostly shadows, with cold glints of sword qi striking at Yan Jinghong.

"The last struggle of the weak?"

Yan Jinghong smiled faintly, his white robe fluttering in the wind as he exuded an extraordinary aura!

He raised his hand slightly as sword light whistled through the air. No matter how fierce Ling Feng's attacks were, they couldn't get within an inch of his clothes.

Yan Jinghong’s sword danced like a dragon, and every thrust felt like freezing ice that sealed the heavens and locked the earth. The sword light intertwined, shattering Ling Feng's countless afterimages into pieces.

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes, finally understanding the feelings of the Demonic Jiao Prince from the Three-Headed Demonic Jiao Clan back then.

It was no wonder even a prince with such a high-level bloodline had to flee in panic from Yan Jinghong.

And this was merely Yan Jinghong casually attacking!

Ling Feng took a deep breath. Even the Fire of the Earth's Core on his Eradicator of Realms seemed to freeze. The chilling aura surrounding Yan Jinghong was unimaginably terrifying.

However, the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk just now was merely a feint. Ling Feng's right eye, with its divine Heavenly Dao inscription, flickered, finally revealing a flaw in Yan Jinghong's movement art.

"Earth-Water Army Breaker!"

Seizing that moment, Ling Feng unleashed his true qi, executing his strongest killing move.

"Hmm?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Yan Jinghong's eyes. He clearly felt that this insignificant figure had unleashed a move capable of threatening his life.

"Ice Emperor's Domain, Ice Guard!"

Yan Jinghong's eyes gleamed coldly. A thick barrier of solid ice formed before him as his chilling aura exploded outward.

Boom!

The sword qi of Earth-Water Army Breaker struck the ice, shattering it instantly. Yet, another layer of ice appeared, continuously wearing down the sword qi until Yan Jinghong's slash finally shattered it completely.

Ling Feng's expression changed dramatically. Since mastering the Heaven-Slaying Sword Art, this was the first time someone had dissolved its killing move.

Is this person truly my fated adversary?

"Interesting move. Without the Ice Emperor's Domain, I might have been injured," Yan Jinghong smirked. "Compared to most trash, you are at least entertaining."

Ling Feng's face turned grim. This guy is indeed a monster!

"Seems you won't hand over the Essence-Stealing Blood Pearl. Killing you works just as well." Yan Jinghong smiled. "You're the first to make me use the Ice Emperor's Domain. Dying by my hand is an honor."

As Yan Jinghong spoke, the space within a few thousand meters froze as ice flowers bloomed. The entire world seemed to become an eternally frozen land where Yan Jinghong reigned supreme.

The Ice Emperor of this world!

Countless thoughts raced through Ling Feng's mind as he sought a way to break through. But at this moment, he felt utterly powerless.

His strength had skyrocketed in the past six months, but Yan Jinghong's power had also grown rapidly!

Ling Feng's eyes stung slightly. The sunlight reflected off the ice crystals, blurring his vision.

"It seems there's only one option left!"

Ling Feng clenched his fist. He had been driven to the brink and had no other plans. The only solution left was to activate the Asura Eye.

Although activating the Asura Eye might not guarantee a victory against Yan Jinghong, it was the only method Ling Feng could think of.

Just as Ling Feng was about to pull out the golden needle, a gentle force suddenly poured into him from behind, filling him with a sudden surge of power!

Who is this mysterious helper?

Ling Feng's eyes twitched. But with this person's assistance, he might still have a chance of winning!