Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 517: Battle, Divine Origin Realm Third Level! (3 Updates)

Chapter 517: Chapter 517: Battle, Divine Origin Realm Third Level! (3 Updates)

"Xiao Feng, he is the leader of the Skeleton Gang, Guo Ao," Wang Tianlin reminded from the side.

"That pale-faced, kidney-deficient man is your third brother, huh," Ling Feng said, holding his chin with a faint smile. "If you’re talking about him, then yes, I was the one who killed him."

"Good, good, good!"

Guo Ao bared his teeth and glared at Ling Feng, his eyes bursting with a bone-chilling killing intent. He coldly said, "How readily you admit to it! Since you’ve confessed to your crime, why don’t you go ahead and take your own life?"

"Idiot." Ling Feng sneered disdainfully and said with a cold laugh, "Who gave you the courage to tell me to take my own life? Have you been drinking fake alcohol and gone stupid from it?"

"Brat, don’t get cocky with your words!" Guo Ao’s body suddenly erupted with an incredibly formidable elemental power, his aura sweeping out ferociously. Wang Tianlin felt as though a towering Divine Mountain was bearing down on him, causing his legs to give out and he collapsed on the ground in fear.

The might of a Third Level Divine Origin Realm powerhouse was indeed not to be trifled with!

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes. Even though this Guo Ao was certainly not any kind of genius, especially when compared to Li Yunting and Yun Qianfan, a Third Level Divine Origin Realm was still a Third Level Divine Origin Realm after all.

In terms of strength, he was far, far stronger than that Guo Xiao who died by Ling Feng’s hands just a few days prior.

However, did he really think his aura alone could overwhelm me?

In your dreams!

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Ling Feng directly faced Guo Ao’s aura as if it were nothing. He activated the Lingtian Sword Formation and sparred against Guo Ao, matching him and not falling behind in the slightest!

"You!" Guo Ao’s pupils suddenly contracted, showing an incredulous expression.

No wonder Guo Xiao died at the hands of this person. This youth was no ordinary individual!

Guo Ao stared at Ling Feng, trying to figure out in his heart who this young man could be. How did the petty Tianlin Commerce come to be acquainted with such a prodigiously talented genius?

"Boy, who exactly are you? Are you a Body Cultivator from Feiyuan City?"

Guo Ao let out a cold snort. He wasn’t necessarily afraid of Ling Feng, but he was uncertain about Ling Feng’s identity.

If Ling Feng hailed from a superfamily of Feiyuan City, then he would definitely not be someone the small Skeleton Gang could afford to provoke.

"Feiyuan City again?"

Ling Feng touched his nose, counting from the first time Wang Tianlin saw him. This was the second time he had heard about Feiyuan City. Could it be that all the cultivators there were adept in the Body Refining Technique?

It might be worth checking out when he got the chance.

"So what if I am, and what if I’m not?" Ling Feng said with a teasing smile. "If you want to fight, then fight. If not, get lost!"

"Kid, you’re too arrogant!" Guo Ao glared at Ling Feng with furious eyes, clenching his fists tightly. The grudge over his brother’s death had to be avenged—if he couldn’t kill Ling Feng, he had to make him suffer a fate worse than death.

"Attack me!"

With a wave of his hand, Guo Ao sent another dozen or so elite disciples of the Skeleton Gang charging forward. These were among the Skeleton Gang’s best, with most of their strengths ranging between the Fifth and Seventh Levels of the Origin Transformation Realm—a pretty formidable force indeed.

However, under Ling Feng’s palm strike, they were sent flying like kites with broken strings.

"Boy, you’re dead!"

Just as Ling Feng was dealing with those Skeleton Gang disciples, Guo Ao struck with his sword in an instant. As a Fire Attribute Martial Artist, his sword ignited with Fiery Flames and his Fire Attribute elemental power surged restlessly, forming balls of Flames that shot towards Ling Feng.

Ling Feng faced the attack undaunted, activating the Cold Bone True Energy within his body, instantly freezing those fire balls sent by Guo Ao. His feet performed the Carefree Sword Step, and in an instant, he charged toward Guo Ao.

"Humph, humph, just a mere Magnetic Condensation Realm, what can you possibly do to me?"

Guo Ao smirked, his eyes showing disdain as his Fire Attribute elemental power condensed, forming an exceptionally sturdy Primordial Qi Gang Shield around his body.

"What about this, then!"

Ling Feng’s eyes flashed with a cold glint, and in an instant, he released three Mixed Element Locks, causing his aura to skyrocket suddenly.

"This... this..."

Guo Ao’s eyelids twitched wildly. By the time he realized what was happening, Ling Feng had already fiercely struck with his sword.

"Six Paths of Floating and Sinking!"

Clang!

Sword sounds surged as Ling Feng activated his Cold Bone True Qi, freezing everything in its path and forcibly encasing Guo Ao’s body in ice, even as flames surrounded him.

Boom!

Sword Qi swept through, countless streams of Sword Qi struck towards Guo Ao in unison. The Six Paths of Floating and Sinking was a sword move created by Yan Cangtian himself. Although its power couldn’t compare to the Heavenly Punishment Sword Technique, it had still been classified as an Earth Rank Martial Technique.

"You won’t succeed!"

Guo Ao let out an explosive shout, his eyes bulging with rage. At that hair-trigger moment, he astonishingly stimulated his Primordial Soul.

"Roar!"

With a supremely high roar, a phantom of a Fiery Flame Lion emerged behind Guo Ao.

The beast’s paw slammed down, and a surge of domineering and intense flames swept forward, meeting Ling Feng’s Sword Qi.

Boom, boom, boom!

In the midst of thunderous explosions, both Ling Feng and Guo Ao retreated hundreds of meters before stabilizing their figures.

"Puh!"

Guo Ao spurted out a blood arrow, clutching his chest, staring at Ling Feng across from him in disbelief.

If he hadn’t summoned his Primordial Soul at the crucial juncture, his life might have been claimed right then and there.

"Boss!"

The henchmen around him hurried to gather, as it was the first time they had seen Guo Ao wounded since joining the Skeleton Gang.

"Ptui!"

Ling Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, fiercely wiping the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth. A Third Level Divine Origin Realm powerhouse was indeed not to be underestimated!

"You little shit!"

Guo Ao clenched his fists tightly, his eyes fierce like a raging beast, shaking all over with anger.

A mere cultivator at the Magnetic Condensation Realm had managed to put him in such a miserable state!

Especially since a moment ago, Ling Feng had suddenly unleashed a strength nearly a hundred times greater, leaving him feeling a chill creep over his scalp.

"Boy, take this move!"

Guo Ao let out a low growl, activating all the Elemental Power in his body, and fireballs rained down like a torrential storm towards Ling Feng.

"You think such a trick will work a second time?" Ling Feng scoffed disdainfully, as the Cold Bone True Qi within him was already circulating.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Countless fireballs fell, and while they did not injure Ling Feng, they ignited the Medicine Garden behind him, turning the Primordial Spirit Grass within the firelight into ruins.

By the time Ling Feng came back to his senses, it was already too late to save them.

"Damn it!"

Ling Feng was completely enraged; he had only just collected less than three stalks of Primordial Spirit Grass, nowhere near enough to deal with the Demon Poison Fog from the Demon King, let alone those of the Demon Emperor Level!

"Hahaha, you little shit, you really want the Primordial Spirit Grass, don’t you? I’d rather burn it all than leave a single stalk for you, hahaha!"

Guo Ao saw the fury on Ling Feng’s face and burst into a roar of laughter, self-destructive and detrimental to others; this bastard was truly a model among scoundrels!

"Laugh at your mother!" Ling Feng was thoroughly enraged; the importance of the Primordial Spirit Grass to him was extraordinary, as it concerned whether he could survive for an extended period in the gathering place of the Demon Clan.

Ling Feng’s killing intent erupted, and with a sweep of the Ten Directions Annihilation in his hand, he had already set his heart on killing Guo Ao.

"Hmph, I’m not accompanying you to the end!"

With a cold laugh, Guo Ao initiated his movement technique and left his henchmen behind, vanishing in the blink of an eye. Guo Ao cherished his life greatly; having been careless for just a moment earlier, he had suffered serious injuries. If he were to fight Ling Feng now, he might very well capsize in the gutter.

Guo Ao choosing to flee, completely disregarding the dignity of a Divine Origin Realm powerhouse, was beyond Ling Feng’s expectations. However, with Guo Ao’s speed, catching up to him again would be difficult, not to mention that the time for harvesting in the Medicine Garden was only three hours, which couldn’t be wasted on this scoundrel.

"The monks can run, but the temple can’t hide!"

Ling Feng clenched his fists. At the moment, there were more important things to deal with; he set the Skeleton Gang aside for the time being. Sooner or later, he would storm their doors, letting those scoundrels reap what they sowed!