The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1221: Identity Exposed

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Murong Zining could not bring herself to believe it. Long Fei was actually Ling Feng.

The difference in their appearances alone was enormous. Their auras and martial art attributes were nothing alike.

Besides, that damned fatty Long Fei was a high-tier alchemist!

Ling Feng, on the other hand, always carried himself with arrogant pride and barely looked at her. Long Fei behaved like a toad dreaming of swan meat. Their attitudes were completely opposite.

"Miss Murong, that boy's disguise technique is exceptional. He even concealed his aura completely. If I had not fought him before and left a soul mark on his body, even I would never have recognized that he is Ling Feng."

"What? He really is Ling Feng?"

The news struck Murong Zining like lightning. Long Fei was Ling Feng.

Lu Baichuan narrowed his eyes. "If I remember correctly, that Ling Feng once behaved rudely toward Miss Murong in Tianhuang City. If he gets his hands on the Tianlan Sea Token and walks into the Sea of Miracles openly, he will make the entire Murong Clan look like fools!"

His words immediately darkened the expressions of the Venerable of the Desolate Sea and Murong Zining.

"Ling! Feng! I will never forgive you."

Murong Zining raised her head and let out a cry filled with hatred.

The Venerable of the Desolate Sea looked equally grim. The boy who had insulted his granddaughter had wandered around their territory for half a month!

That was practically a provocation!

He remembered that Murong Han had also died at the hands of this boy. He originally wanted to let the matter rest for Yangshu Zi's sake.

Now that Long Fei turned out to be Ling Feng, the Venerable of the Desolate Sea no longer intended to let anything slide.

"Bold brat, you knew there were tigers in the mountains, yet you still walked straight in!"

The Venerable of the Desolate Sea struck the table. "My granddaughter is not someone others can bully!"

When he saw their expressions, a thin smile appeared in Lu Baichuan's eyes. His scheme had succeeded. Hehe, the boy is finished. Not even wings can save him now!

...

Wuling Manor.

Dusk had fallen. Ling Feng stood alone in the courtyard. He watched the stars rising in the sky and felt an oppressive weight in his chest, as if something significant was about to happen.

At some point, Tuoba Yan had stepped beside him. She said nothing and simply stood with him in silence.

"Yan'er?"

Ling Feng lowered his head and noticed her presence. The silver starlight draped across her snow-white dress and gave her the appearance of a moonlit spirit.

"What are you thinking about? You look completely absorbed."

Tuoba Yan held her usual cool expression, as calm and distant as a glacier.

"Nothing."

Ling Feng shook his head. He glanced at her and suddenly felt that having such a friend by his side through everything had been a blessing.

A moment later, his brows drew together. "Someone strong is coming this way. No, he is coming for us!"

"What level of expert?"

Tuoba Yan sent out her spiritual thoughts. Within moments her expression tightened. Three or four Human Emperors were approaching, and the strongest among them made her soul tremble with only a distant sense.

That presence belonged to a peak Human Emperor!

In the entire Tianlan Sea Region, the only peak Human Emperor was the renowned master of the Inner Sea, the Venerable of the Desolate Sea!

"At this time of night, why would the Murong Clan come looking for us?"

Ling Feng activated Boundless Vision. As soon as he spotted Lu Baichuan hidden among the Murong Clan's people, everything became clear.

His identity had probably been exposed.

He did not know how the black-robed man had discovered the truth, but judging from the Murong Clan's formation, nothing good was coming!

As expected, in the next instant, beams of light shot upward from the south, north, and west. They connected in the sky and enclosed Wuling Manor entirely.

The three barriers were controlled by the Murong Clan's three Human Emperors: the Sea Emperor, the Ice Emperor, and the Thunder Emperor.

From the east, the Venerable of the Desolate Sea approached with over ten Murong experts.

Bang!

A thunderous crash followed. The main gates of Wuling Manor burst open from a single punch. Murong Zining strode inside, overflowing with fury.

"What an impressive formation!"

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and laughed loudly. "So many Human Emperors visiting my doorstep in the dead of night. I truly feel honored!"

Even with the heavy layers of encirclement, Ling Feng looked indifferent. He even grinned at Murong Zining. "Miss Murong, during the day you rejected my love for you, but tonight you personally arrive at my door, even bringing so many Human Emperors! Have you finally decided to marry me?"

"Ling Feng!"

Murong Zining glared at him, her teeth clenched tight. "Stop pretending! Your identity has already been exposed. Tonight, I will wash away my shame by taking your head and settling my hatred!"

"I thought I could hide it a few more days, at least until I slipped into the Sea of Miracles..."

Ling Feng shook his head. Seems like all the effort I spent pretending to be that dead fatty has gone to waste!

"Hmph! Ling Feng, stop plotting. Three Human Emperors have formed a perfect net. You cannot escape even if you grow wings!"

Murong Zining raised her sword. Flames of anger glimmered in her eyes as if they were about to burst out.

Ling Feng snorted lightly and ignored her. His gaze fell on the black-robed man. "So I was ruined at the final step by you, old filth!"

"Hehe, you should have thought of this earlier!"

Lu Baichuan stared at Ling Feng coldly. "Provoking me was the most foolish decision of your life!"

"Oh? Is that so?"

Ling Feng laughed toward the sky. "Old filth, you think hiding behind the Murong Clan will let you gloat until the end?"

"Hehe, brat, this is your death day. Say whatever nonsense you like, I will not waste myself on a dead man."

Lu Baichuan sneered and pointed at Ling Feng. "Brother Murong, this brat was unbelievably arrogant that day. What he did to Miss Murong is a crime worthy of death!"

The Venerable of the Desolate Sea stared at Ling Feng. He inhaled slowly. "Brother Baichuan, I will handle him as I see fit."

"Of course..."

Lu Baichuan laughed awkwardly. More than ten years ago, the Venerable of the Desolate Sea had already been able to crush him. He had taken over a fresh body to rebuild his cultivation, yet the Venerable of the Desolate Sea had reached the peak of the Human Emperor.

Even though the Venerable of the Desolate Sea still cared for old sentiments and called him "Brother Baichuan," in reality, the man possessed absolutely no status whatsoever in the Venerable of the Desolate Sea's presence.