Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 797 - 798: Void Spirit Spell! (1 update)

Chapter 797: Chapter 798: Void Spirit Spell! (1 update)

"Ling Feng!"

Tuoba Yan saw the Demon Statue already destroyed, victory seemed within reach, yet another Ghost-faced man suddenly emerged.

Seeing the Ghost-faced man strike at Ling Feng, Tuoba Yan’s heart immediately hung in suspense, ready to help Ling Feng, but fortunately, that Ghost-faced man seemed to have no intention of dealing with Ling Feng and only wanted to snatch the Blood Essence.

With a casual palm strike towards Ling Feng, the Ghost-faced man then soared towards Lee Qingling in mid-air.

At this moment, Lee Qingling was already being severely beaten down by Despicable Donkey, who also noticed the situation below. Slightly distracted, Lee Qingling managed to escape his control.

"Shua!"

A shadow flashed, and the Ghost-faced Demon Lord already swooped close to Lee Qingling, his voice low as he said, "If you want the Blood Essence, follow me!"

Lee Qingling’s pupils shrank, wondering why this person got the Blood Essence but did not claim it for himself?

He clenched his fists and said in a cold voice, "Who are you?"

"Your savior!"

The Ghost-faced Demon Lord gave a faint smile, reached out to firmly grasp Lee Qingling’s shoulder, and then, their bodies became ethereal, increasingly transparent, as if about to vanish.

"Damn it, how can we let you escape with your lives again?"

Despicable Donkey roared, directly driving his Demon Essence, and struck out with a fierce claw.

Buzz!

The Void trembled as five blood lights, with the force powerful enough to Tear Space, fiercely bombarded around the Ghost-faced Demon Lord and Lee Qingling. Unfortunately, their bodies seemed to disappear from this space-time; his claw light went straight through their bodies, hitting nothing.

"Humph, Ling Feng, enjoy the last moments of your life. Next time, you will die!"

The Ghost-faced Demon Lord laughed loudly, then his figure completely vanished, as if evaporating, and even with Ling Feng’s Unlimited Vision, within hundreds of miles, he couldn’t find a trace of the two, not even the slightest breath.

"Dammit!"

Despicable Donkey couldn’t help but bellow, "These damned practitioners of the Evil Path, they have no skills but the art of fleeing is top-notch!"

As everything calmed down, Tuoba Yan leapt out from behind a giant stone and returned to Ling Feng’s side. Ling Feng had purposely avoided drawing the red light column from the Demon Statue towards her, so she appeared unaffected.

But Ling Feng’s brows were deeply furrowed, as if pondering something. Tuoba Yan didn’t disturb him, but just quietly stood by his side.

"The Ghost-faced Demon Lord Lin Canglang, the Blood Sword Heavenly Monarch Lee Qingling..."

Ling Feng muttered to himself, thinking: His enemies seemed to have joined forces.

Moreover, the progress of these two in strength was almost like they had cheated; he hadn’t realized that such a threat had been lurking in the corners he hadn’t noticed.

Ling Feng clenched his fists tightly, stronger! He still needed to become even more powerful!

At this time, Despicable Donkey also flew back to Ling Feng’s side, and seeing Ling Feng standing there in a daze, frowned and asked, "Kid, what’s wrong with you? Got hit into stupidity?"

"Nothing." Ling Feng took a deep breath and said slowly, "Despicable Donkey, do you know who that guy wearing the Ghost Mask is?"

Despicable Donkey shrugged and said dismissively, "Probably that Bitch’s accomplice, what about it?"

"No..." Ling Feng shook his head, his voice grave: "He is Lin Canglang! Despicable Donkey, didn’t you say he was already dead last time?"

"What? Lin Canglang?" Despicable Donkey stared at Ling Feng in disbelief. "That’s impossible! I broke all his meridians and he even fell into the Ten Thousand Feet Cold Pond; how could he possibly survive?"

"The fact is, he’s still alive."

Ling Feng’s brows furrowed slightly as he spoke slowly, "Indeed, a scourge lasts for a thousand years. This demon’s cultivation might not be as powerful as Lee Qingling’s, but it seems even more mysterious! It’s as if someone is helping him from behind."

"Hmph!" Despicable Donkey’s long ears trembled, and he chuckled, "Brat, there’s no need to think any more on this matter. Since he didn’t die, next time I’ll kill him once more! As for that Blood Sword Heavenly Monarch, he’s nothing to worry about!"

Ling Feng sighed lightly, then shook his head. Indeed, it was pointless to dwell on these issues. At least after this battle, Lee Qingling’s Blood God Sect in the Western Wasteland had completely collapsed. Now, by cooperating with the armies stationed in the cities and refining a large number of antidotes, the calamity of the Blood Spirit Corpses could be resolved.

"Kid, that Blood Essence..." Despicable Donkey rubbed his hands together, chuckling.

"Let’s talk about it when we get back."

Ling Feng took a deep breath and, using Unlimited Vision, located Sun Gongming and the others before taking Tuoba Yan and Despicable Donkey to join them with a leap.

The scene earlier was chaotic, but luckily these people were fortunate enough to have survived.

Then, Ling Feng sensed another group of people approaching in their direction. Through the capabilities of Unlimited Vision, he knew it was Goo Tengfeng and his men. It seemed they had resolved the crisis at the barracks and were coming to meet him.

...

On the other hand, the Ghost-faced Demon Lord Lin Canglang, in a mysterious manner, managed to take Lee Qingling away from the presence of a mighty Demon Emperor like Despicable Donkey to a dark and gloomy cave.

"Who are you? And where is this?"

Lee Qingling looked around warily. Even though Lin Canglang had saved him once, he would not easily trust this person.

Both being Evil Cultivators, naturally, there could be no real friendship between them, only interest-driven relationships.

"I am the Ghost-faced Demon Lord, Lin Canglang. This is where I undertake my secluded cultivation."

Lin Canglang smiled faintly and casually tossed the Blood Essence over.

Lee Qingling caught the Blood Essence and looked at Lin Canglang in disbelief before he couldn’t help but ask, "Do you not understand what the Blood Essence signifies?"

"A treasure of the Evil Path holding the life’s work and Essence of a high-level Evil Emperor, how could I not know," Lin Canglang said with a faint smile. "However, the Cultivation Technique I practice is special; this item is useless to me."

"Hmph, if the Blood Essence is useless to you, then why would you save me?" Lee Qingling’s expression was somber as he fixed his cold gaze on Lin Canglang.

"Have you ever heard that the enemy of my enemy is my friend? And I am Ling Feng’s mortal enemy," Lin Canglang spoke slowly.

"Then why did you appear in the Oasis? Don’t tell me it was a coincidence. Given the Void Spirit Spell you used to escape, clearly, you must have already set up an Array near that Oasis!"

"Hahaha... Brother Lee is indeed a clever man," Lin Canglang laughed heartily. "Correct, I knew well in advance that you would have a battle at the Oasis, and I also knew that without my intervention, you would have undoubtedly perished this time!"

"What?" Lee Qingling’s pupils shrank slightly. "Can you see the future?"

"I cannot, but someone can," Lin Canglang said with a mysterious smile. "Everything is arranged by that mysterious person, and I am merely a pawn being maneuvered by him."

Lee Qingling’s expression shifted subtly; although he couldn’t see Lin Canglang’s face, he could see in Lin Canglang’s eyes an almost reverential awe, the kind reserved for the Divine.

Who exactly was this "mysterious person" he spoke of?