Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 455: Hell Fire Beast! (2 more)

Chapter 455: Chapter 455: Hell Fire Beast! (2 more)

"Can’t you see, it’s been three days, and like the old saying goes, one should look at old friends with new eyes!"

Ling Feng secretly stimulated his True Qi and even though he had unleashed the Heavenly Sword Formation, under the immense pressure of Yaan Jinghong, he still felt as if he couldn’t breathe, only managing to find some relief by activating the Mixed Element Lock.

"Oh? You have other methods to enhance your True Qi?"

Yaan Jinghong narrowed his eyes, a curve appearing on his lips, "I must admit, you’ve indeed gotten quite a bit stronger, but you’ve only gone from being a small rat to a slightly bigger rat, still not worth one blow!"

The Despicable Donkey’s expression also became a bit more solemn, as he turned his head and whispered into Ling Feng’s ear, "Tell me, kid, where did you rile up such a troublesome fellow?"

Ling Feng’s eyelid twitched, "You mean you can’t deal with him either?"

"What a joke, this Divine Beast obviously doesn’t fear him, it’s just that the brat is blessed with Qi Fortune, surrounded by Luck Cloud; he might be a person of great destiny, hmm, even his Power of Destiny seems stronger than yours, kid!"

The Despicable Donkey’s perspective far exceeded Ling Feng’s imagination; if he said this, it surely wasn’t without reason.

Yaan Jinghong glanced at Yaan Jingfeng, who had collapsed to one side, reached out with a beckoning hand, intending to rescue Yaan Jingfeng.

"Kid, you want to save someone from the grasp of this Divine Beast?"

The Despicable Donkey’s eyes bulged with a roar, "Think there’s such a cheap deal?"

In an instant, the Despicable Donkey let out a low growl, his demon essence surging, and a hoof fiercely stomped towards the top of Yaan Jingfeng’s head.

"A Demon King Level, huh," Yaan Jinghong said with a faint smile, not seeming perturbed even as he noticed the Despicable Donkey’s Demon King Level strength.

With a talisman appearing in his hand, he channeled True Fire, the talisman burned to ashes, and a beam of golden light shot out, enveloping Yaan Jingfeng, actually bouncing off the Despicable Donkey’s strike with force.

"Vajra Talisman!"

The Despicable Donkey, wide-traveled and well-informed, frowned with regret, "You, you’re squandering such a valuable item!"

The Despicable Donkey, with itching teeth, knew that the Vajra Talisman was a one-time use Magic Treasure, but within the duration of its Vajra Barrier activating, it was nearly an Absolute Defense, and even with his Demon King Level strength, breaking through that barrier wouldn’t be easy.

"Just a mere Vajra Talisman, I am the Child of Destiny, with all Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, Divine Weapons, and Magic Artifacts at my disposal!"

Yaan Jinghong lifted his gaze to Ling Feng, laughing coldly, "No wonder you have the courage to stand before me. You thought having tamed a Demon King gave you confidence?"

"Fuck your bullshit!" The Despicable Donkey cursed loudly, "What do you mean ’tamed this Divine Beast’? Kid, this Divine Beast will give you a taste of its gold hoof! I want to see if you have a second Vajra Talisman!"

Ling Feng was also wielding the Ten Directions Annihilation, ready to unleash the Heavenly Punishment Sword Technique’s killing move. Judging by Yaan Jinghong’s demeanor, he seemed to barely acknowledge the Demon King, so what level had his strength reached?

Seeing the black donkey’s hoof thundering in, Yaan Jinghong didn’t dare act carelessly and instantly performed the Clone Shadow Transformation, splitting into three, retreating several meters backwards.

The Despicable Donkey bellowed, with the demon essence erupting, directly shattering one of the clones, but unfortunately, it had only struck a fake.

"Black Donkey, your opponent is this one!"

The next moment, Yaan Jinghong had spread his True Qi Wings, hovering midair, forming a Hand Formation that turned out to be the spell for summoning a Contracted Spiritual Beast.

"He has a Contracted Spiritual Beast too!"

Ling Feng’s eyelids jumped, a trace of unease stirring in his heart.

"Roar!"

A terrifying roar shook the heavens, and in an instant, a Void Gate opened before Yaan Jinghong, followed by an incredibly robust hand, extending from the Void Gate.

The hand was engulfed in blazing flames, and it was emitting horrifying black flames!

Hum!

The Void seemed to tremble for a moment, then, a massive creature over thirty feet tall emerged completely from the portal in the void. With a "boom," it landed heavily on the ground, sending shockwaves that laid waste to the surrounding buildings, collapsing them in swathes!

(PS: Its form is similar to that of a Cerberus, but with only one head.)

Boom! Rumble!

The earth shook as the arrival of this massive creature seemed to even shake the heavens and the earth by a fraction.

"Hell Fire Beast!"

Despicable Donkey couldn’t help but gasp in shock, his complexion turning extremely grave.

Even when he had been chased by the Supreme Elder from the Heavenly Alliance Auction in the past, Despicable Donkey had never shown such a fearful expression.

Because such Hell Fire Beasts were ferocious and brutal beyond measure, he simply could not imagine how this kid, who was clearly only at the Divine Origin Realm, managed to subdue a Demon Level Hell Fire Beast!

Ling Feng felt the ground shake beneath him, and he quickly employed the Mountain Shattering Transformation from the Eight Desolate Four Transformations, as a wild aura blasted his upper clothing to shreds, revealing incredibly muscular flesh.

Heavenly Sword Formation!

Mixed Element Lock!

Eight Desolate Body Refining Technique!

At this moment, Ling Feng could not afford to hold back any strength, and only by unleashing his full power was he barely able to maintain his stance under the oppressive aura of the Hell Fire Beast.

"What a strange black donkey, you even recognize the Hell Fire Beast?"

Yaan Jinghong curled his lips into a smile, stretched out his hand to summon, and softly said, "Hell Fire Beast, go take care of that tactless black donkey."

"Yes, master!"

From the mouth of the Hell Fire Beast, a deep and hoarse voice erupted, as its body, entwined with black flames, and its blood-red eyes stared coldly at Despicable Donkey.

"Since when have Demon Kings become so cheap that even lowly donkeys could become one?"

The Hell Fire Beast looked at the black donkey and let out a strange cackle, "Good, I can just skin your hide to make a hat!"

"What did you say? Woof woof woof!"

Despicable Donkey was instantly enraged by the Hell Fire Beast, barking madly like a crazed dog, "You ugly freak, haven’t you looked in the mirror at your hideous face? To think you could covet the fur of this Divine Beast, today I will turn you into a castrated hellhound!"

Boom!

In an instant, Despicable Donkey’s aura erupted as well, his body swelling in the wind, transforming into a giant black donkey over thirty feet tall, waving its front hooves as it pounced toward the Hell Fire Beast.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Once the two Demon King Level creatures (whose powerful bloodlines allowed them to erupt with nearly Quasi-Half-step Emperor Level strength) engaged in combat, it was as if heaven and earth were tearing apart, and the originally luxurious manor had now become a pile of ruins.

Boom! Rumble!

The clash of the Demon Kings was almost like an eight-magnitude earthquake, and even from the outskirts of the city, it caused the civilians of the Imperial City to feel a strong tremor.

Despicable Donkey, indeed an old relic that had followed Emperor Sky White, showed remarkable Martial Technique when he got serious, but the Hell Fire Beast, relying on Hell Refining Fire that surrounded its body and its overbearing brute force, made it so that neither could gain the upper hand for the time being.

The two Demon Kings, from the ground to the sky, and then from the heavens back to the earth, would likely have a hard time determining the winner in a short time.

"Hmph! It’s also time to settle our old scores! I’ve said it before—one day I will take back the Source Stealing Blood Pearl along with your life!"

Tearing his gaze away from the battle of the Demon Kings, Yaan Jinghong narrowed his eyes, turning them towards Ling Feng whose look was as cold as the waters of winter, sending a chill through Ling Feng as if he had been placed in a cellar of cold ice.