The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1244: Uproot the Weed to Eliminate the Root

On the reef island below, the eyelids of Lou Qianzhong and the others twitched wildly.

"This boy's strength is terrifying. That white shadow... could it be the legendary sword soul?"

Lin Mu swallowed hard. A monster like Ling Feng was rare even in the Dongling Immortal Pool.

If he truly possessed a sword soul, then that treasured sword of his might well be a celestial artifact!

Only the highest-grade celestial artifacts could give birth to a sword soul. Such weapons were so rare that even Dongling Immortal Pool owned only a handful.

On the flying vessel, Jian Xibai lunged forward to catch his father's body. He glared at Ling Feng, his eyes filled with hatred.

"Boy, our defeat is our own fault. You've lost nothing. Let this feud end here. What do you say?"

"Hehe!"

Ling Feng sneered, "If you cut the weed but don't remove the root, it will grow back with the spring wind! The moment you decided to strike at me, you were already dead!"

His gaze turned icy. Since they were enemies to the death, he saw no reason to show mercy.

As his words fell, his sword flashed. He unleashed Scorching Sky Blaze, and waves of fire surged forth, dyeing half the sea red!

Boom!

A deafening explosion followed, the sound rolling across the ocean. The waters trembled for hundreds of miles, and waves rose like mountains!

Blood mist filled the sky, turning the heavens crimson.

"Ahh!"

Jian Liang's face twisted in horror. He screamed again and again. "You damned brat, even as a ghost I won't let you go! Ahh!"

Ling Feng's lips curved in a cold smile. "Then come find me. I have ten thousand ways to make sure you don't even become a ghost!"

In an instant, Jian Liang's screams vanished!

Ling Feng had slain both father and son with ease. His calm eyes turned toward Murong Zining.

"Murong Zining, I think it's time we settled our debt!"

"You... what are you going to do?"

Murong Zining trembled. Ling Feng's killing gaze made her soul quiver.

"You dare? My grandfather will never let you go. Guards, protect me!"

Panic took hold of her. Even Jian Liang, a fourth-level Human Emperor, had died in a single stroke. What odds does she have against Ling Feng?

"Uh..."

The Inner Sea geniuses behind her shrank back, some even trying to hide. They had once worshipped Murong Zining as a goddess, but now not one dared risk their life for her.

"Useless. All of you are useless!"

Her voice cracked. She took to the air, desperate to flee, but Ling Feng's killing intent had already locked onto her.

"Murong Zining, it's time you paid for what you've done!"

Ling Feng's tone was cold. He held no goodwill toward the Murong family. Ever since learning that the Venerable of the Desolate Sea had entered the Sea of Miracles with hidden motives, he regarded the Murongs as no better than the man-eating monsters of Heavenly Pool Island.

They might not devour flesh, but their hearts were just as cruel!

"Die!"

Ling Feng swung his sword. The blade streaked toward Murong Zining's pale neck. Just as he was about to strike, a furious voice thundered across the sea.

"STOP!!!"

The sound carried immense power and authority. It could belong to no one but the Venerable of the Desolate Sea.

"Grandfather, save me!"

Murong Zining's face lit with joy as she flew toward the voice.

"Count yourself lucky!"

Ling Feng frowned. The Venerable of the Desolate Sea was still far away, but for someone of his cultivation, a thousand zhang could be crossed in a heartbeat!

"We're leaving!"

He drew out the Realm-Piercing Shuttle, gathered his companions, and vanished in a flash of light.

Though not a flying artifact, the Realm-Piercing Shuttle was a rare treasure from the Immortal Realm. Its speed surpassed even that of a peak Human Emperor.

By the time the Venerable of the Desolate Sea arrived, Ling Feng and his group were long gone.

Yang Huanzhi frowned. The Realm-Piercing Shuttle had moved so quickly that he couldn't even greet Ling Feng, much less follow. He remained aboard the Murong family's flying vessel.

"What happened here?"

The Venerable of the Desolate Sea descended onto the flying vessel. His gaze swept over the floating corpses of Jian Liang and Jian Xibai, and fury welled up inside him.

"Zining, tell me. Jian Liang was a fourth-level Human Emperor. How could he die like this? Did you encounter the monsters from Heavenly Pool Island?"

Murong Zining's voice trembled. "G-Grandfather, it wasn't the monsters. It was Ling Feng!"

"Ling Feng?"

The Venerable of the Desolate Sea's pupils contracted. "Impossible. A mere Spiritual Element cultivator can't have that kind of power. Was there another expert with him?"

Murong Zining took a steadying breath, her fear still lingering. "He wasn't alone. Lord Lou Qianzhong was there, along with Lin Mu from Dongling Immortal Pool. But..."

She hesitated, recalling the sword strike that had killed Jian Liang and his son. Swallowing hard, she continued, "The one who struck them down was Ling Feng himself!"

"What?"

Disbelief flashed in the Venerable of the Desolate Sea's eyes. Ling Feng is capable of killing Jian Liang all by himself?

"Grandfather," Murong Zining said quickly, "I think Ling Feng's sword is a celestial artifact! It seemed to have awakened a sword soul!"

"A sword soul? The legendary sword soul?"

The Venerable of the Desolate Sea's eyelids twitched. Once again, Ling Feng had shattered his expectations. A youth below the Spiritual Sea Realm, wielding a celestial artifact with an awakened sword soul, was beyond anything he had imagined.

"Just how deeply is this boy hiding his strength?"

He exhaled slowly. He had roamed the Inner Sea for over a century, yet never had he felt such shock!

"Grandfather," Murong Zining asked with her fists clenched, "Ling Feng and his group went ahead to Heavenly Pool Island. Could they reach the hidden treasure before us?"

"The hidden treasure? Hahaha..."

Mentioning the hidden treasure made the Venerable of the Desolate Sea throw his head back and laugh wildly. After a while, he let out a light snort, a cold, cruel smirk flashing in his eyes. "It makes no difference. Let them try. In the end, it will still belong to me Murong Quan!"

Murong Zining looked up at him, puzzled. Why was her grandfather so confident?

And what about the winged creatures they had encountered earlier? Why had he never mentioned them again? Ever since entering the Sea of Miracles, he had seemed different. Even she had begun to feel that the man before her was becoming a stranger.

A faint unease stirred in her heart. Yet no matter what, she still believed her grandfather would never harm her!