Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 457: Challenge! The Six-Month Agreement! (4 More Updates)

Chapter 457: Chapter 457: Challenge! The Six-Month Agreement! (4 More Updates)

Under the infusion of a mysterious force, Ling Feng’s Earth Fire True Qi suddenly erupted.

As the Frozen Emperor Domain centered around Yaan Jinghong began to melt away, it could no longer envelop the area where Ling Feng stood.

Ling Feng’s mouth curved into a slight smile, judging by the attribute of this energy, he had already guessed who was secretly aiding him.

Who else could it be, if not Yan Cangtian?

However, it was peculiar that Yan Cangtian would act stealthily behind him without revealing himself.

"Oh? Another master?"

Yaan Jinghong narrowed his eyes and smiled faintly, his expression calm and composed, as though nothing could shake his determination to kill Ling Feng.

This figure, known as the "Empire Legend", was aware of a supreme powerhouse behind Ling Feng but showed no signs of backing down. Instead, he seemed eager to try.

A battle with a genius of his generation no longer stirred much interest in him.

Yaan Jinghong’s face held a faint smile, his body shimmering with an ice-blue halo, exuding an overwhelmingly dominant chill as he advanced step by step towards Ling Feng.

Wherever he went, the heavens and earth froze!

His steps were slow, with each step on the ground, frost condensed and ice sealed, and his formidable momentum, like a vast, boundless glacier, rolled over unstoppably.

The atmosphere was terrifyingly cold!

Ling Feng took a deep breath, gripping the Ten Directions Annihilation tightly, fearless.

He had to admit, Yaan Jinghong’s strength was beyond imagination, but with a Half-step Emperor like Yan Cangtian backing him, he had no need to worry about his life.

Yaan Jinghong’s strength, in turn, spurred him even more to aspire to one day trample this legendary evil under his feet!

With the help of Yan Cangtian’s profound True Power, Ling Feng activated the Earth Core Fire around him and met the attack.

In a flash, ice and fire collided, creating unmatched sword lights that struck each other.

In an instant, clusters of frozen flowers and sparks scattered around, and in just a few breaths, the two had exchanged more than a hundred blows!

In the sky, a series of booms continued endlessly, shaking the earth. Such terrifying momentum, even surpassing the clash of two King-level Demon Beasts in the distance.

Clang!

Another intense collision, and the two figures suddenly separated.

"Pfft!"

Ling Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, leaning on the Ten Directions Annihilation to keep himself standing. In that recent exchange, he had ended up slightly at a disadvantage.

After all, it was only Yan Cangtian transmitting power from afar, and Ling Feng still struggled to utilize the two forces proficiently, suffering some losses secretly.

However, in mid-air, the True Qi Wings behind Yaan Jinghong also dimmed significantly, his complexion turned slightly pale, and his breathing became somewhat disordered.

This unbeatable heavenly pride had not been pushed to such extremes in a long while during a fight.

"Although you relied on someone else’s strength, the fact that you managed to use the Slaughter Sword Intent to such an extent is quite commendable."

Yaan Jinghong smiled faintly, his eyes like those of a deity, looking down loftily at Ling Feng.

Ling Feng’s gaze remained calm. He wiped the blood from his mouth and unfolded his True Qi Wings, slowly rising to meet Yaan Jinghong at the same height.

"An insignificant ant wants to stand on equal footing with me?" Yaan Jinghong’s eyes emitted a startlingly cold light, "You’re ten thousand years too early!"

With a low roar, Yaan Jinghong’s sword was drawn again!

"Yaan family junior, why must you be so overbearing?"

"Yaan family’s young nephew, please show some mercy!"

Whoosh!

The next moment, two figures shot from the sky and transformed into two massive projections that spanned across the horizon.

Ling Feng looked up only to see two familiar faces. One was Hong Haotian, the President of the Alchemy Master Guild, and the other was General Ying Yang, Deng Xian!

In such a colossal battle against the Demon King, how could it not attract the attention of others? Especially since Yan Cangtian had already set up some prohibitions on Ling Feng, which allowed him to sense whenever Ling Feng faced a life-threatening danger within a certain range.

Thus, he had invited Hong Haotian and Deng Xian hoping they would suppress Yaan Jinghong, that arrogant junior.

As for Yan Cangtian himself, due to some reasons, he was not convenient to show up. (This relates to some of Yan Cangtian’s old stories, which will be mentioned later.)

The two Half-step Emperors arrived together, each unleashing a move to instantly subdue the two battling Demon Kings beside them, sealing their Demon Essence and tossing them aside.

That Despicable Donkey was fighting fiercely against the Hell Fire Beast, nearly destroying the Emperor’s North Suburb. Most buildings would not stand if the fight continued, likely endangering the innocent civilians.

"Damn it, you despicable humans, to take advantage of a demon in peril!"

The Hell Fire Beast cursed aloud; had it not been preoccupied with the fierce battle against the Despicable Donkey, how could it have been captured so easily?

The Despicable Donkey’s ears trembled in anger, "You old fools, whose side are you on, how could you even hit a Divine Beast! Woof woof woof, this Divine Beast will bite you to death!"

"Hmph, quite a spectacle!"

But Yaan Jinghong was not intimidated by the two Half-step Emperors. Instead, he advanced towards Ling Feng and said coldly with a sneer, "No matter who protects you, you will still die by my hand, Yaan Jinghong. Today, even if three Half-step Emperors protect you, tomorrow, I will use my sword to cut down everyone who protects you, as well as all your friends and relatives, sparing none!"

Yaan Jinghong’s cold laugh rose, as if he were the incarnation of an evil spirit from hell, his chilling eyes bursting with an intense coldness.

"Good, you’ve given me a reason to exterminate the entire Yaan Family!" Ling Feng’s sword edge flickered as he spoke coldly, "Today I’m no match for you, but sooner or later, I will strike at your Yaan Family and exterminate your entire clan!"

Yaan Jinghong still held some apprehension towards Deng Xian and the others, but he also boasted in the presence of three Half-step Emperors.

Whether he could beat them wasn’t important; he absolutely could not lose in momentum!

"Hahaha, interesting!" Yaan Jinghong laughed instead of getting angry, "You’re the first who dares to threaten to annihilate my entire clan!"

"Yaan Jinghong, you are only stronger than me for now, and indeed, you could easily kill me right now, but do you dare wait for me for half a year!"

Ling Feng retracted his Ten Directions Annihilation, stood with his hands behind his back, and proudly declared, "In half a year, the Four Great Imperial Colleges will decide the strongest Sword Team, which will challenge your Royal Sword Team. And I, along with my teammates, will confront your Royal Sword Team in the arena to determine the true champion!"

"Do you dare accept this challenge!"

"Hahaha!" Yaan Jinghong laughed, looking up to the sky, "You, worthy to challenge me?"

"I’m just asking if you dare to accept!" Ling Feng asserted clearly and forcefully.

"Fine, I accept!"

Yaan Jinghong threw his sleeves, retracting his sword in front of the three Half-step Emperors, aware that even with his arrogance, he didn’t see a chance to kill Ling Feng.

Even if he gave Ling Feng another half a year, what could he achieve?

"But before that, do you think, with your strength, you can make it to the finals of the team swordfighting competition, to earn the right to challenge the Royal Sword Team?"

Yaan Jinghong’s eyes clearly displayed disdain, as Ling Feng’s strength, while decent compared to ordinary prodigies, was nothing exceptional in the Imperial City.

Among the Four Great Universities, there were plenty more monstrous talents stronger than Ling Feng!

"That’s my concern! If I can’t do it, I’ll personally offer up my head!"

Ling Feng’s voice resounded loudly and resonantly.

"Good, very good!" Yaan Jinghong swept his sleeve, collecting the Hell Fire Beast lying beside him and stood with his hands behind his back, smiling coldly, "Cherish the last half-year of your life. After six months, you will still be annihilated by my sword, and under my blade, there will simply be one more insignificant dead soul."

With that, Yaan Jinghong gestured grandly, pulling the trembling, nearly-buried-in-mud Yaan Jingfeng towards him, before the two figures disappeared into the horizon...