The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1259: Youve Become a Demon

"Ahhh!"

A scream rang out.

Then another.

One after another, Human Emperors were slaughtered. The Blade Emperor, who had charged at the front, was the first to be caught. He was struck down on the spot, dying instantly.

At last, even the dullest among them realized they had walked into a trap. Panic erupted as they scattered in every direction!

But no matter how fast they ran, they could not outrun the speed of those writhing tentacles.

The air filled with endless shrieks and wails. In an instant, what had been a treasure-seizing expedition turned into a vision of hell, soaked in blood and horror.

Lord Lou's eyelids twitch violently. Regret surged through his heart. He had ignored Ling Feng's warning, and now he was paying the price.

Just as Lou Qianzhong thought he was doomed, a sharp whistling sound tore through the air. A single arrow streaked across like thunder, blasting apart the tentacle that had been winding toward him. A familiar voice shouted, "Brother Lou, fall back!"

Lou Qianzhong instantly understood who had saved him. He gathered all his strength, fleeing at his fastest speed. With Ling Feng's arrows covering him, he managed to cut through the chaos and escape.

When he finally reached Ling Feng's side, his legs gave out. He collapsed to the ground, his robe drenched in cold sweat.

"Brother Lou, are you all right?"

Ling Feng held a pitch-black longbow in his hand. It was the Bow of Yi, whose immense power had just saved Lou Qianzhong's life.

Lou Qianzhong let out a heavy sigh. "I should never have trusted those deceitful men!"

"Big Boss Ling!"

Another figure flew toward them, shouting as he tore at the skin of his face. "It's me! Yang Huanzhi!"

Ling Feng's eyes flickered in surprise. He had not expected that reckless man to have the nerve to sneak in here. He immediately drew the bowstring and loosed another arrow. It shattered the tentacle chasing after Yang Huanzhi, saving him from certain death.

Yang Huanzhi fell beside Ling Feng, trembling with relief. "That was terrifying. I thought I was dead!"

Ling Feng pushed him aside, his gaze fixed on the Heaven-Scorching Pestle. At that moment, aside from Lou Qianzhong and Yang Huanzhi, every Human Emperor brought by the Venerable of the Desolate Sea had been captured by the tentacles and completely devoured.

Even Di Xuan, whose strength was formidable, had managed to unleash the Purple Heaven Severing Array in that instant of life and death, cutting through several tentacles and nearly escaping. Yet before he could flee, a blade of nothingness appeared before him.

"Venerable of the Desolate Sea, you betrayed me!"

Di Xuan roared in despair. He tried to dodge, but a tentacle caught his left leg. In the next instant, he was dragged into the Asura field and reduced to bare bones.

The Venerable of the Desolate Sea let out a mocking laugh. "To die for the great plan of Lord Tianzun is your highest honor."

Murong Zining froze. She turned toward her grandfather, her eyes wide with fear. "G-Grandfather, you... you..."

"Do not be afraid, Zining. I would never harm you. The reason I brought you here is because a great fortune awaits us. You and I will share it together!"

The Venerable of the Desolate Sea's face twisted with barely contained joy. He seized Murong Zining and flew toward the red-haired man. Then he knelt to the ground and bowed deeply. "Your servant greets the Master!"

Master?

Everyone's hearts trembled violently. So the Venerable of the Desolate Sea had been scheming with this red-haired man all along.

Now everything was clear. The reason his strength had advanced so dramatically over the years must have been because of this Heaven-Patrolling Angel!

Ling Feng's expression grew grim. A single Heaven-Patrolling Angel was already difficult enough to deal with. With the addition of two at the strength of peak Human Emperors, the Heavenly Pool Island Master and the Venerable of the Desolate Sea, the situation...

The current situation is practically a death sentence!

The Heaven-Patrolling Angel spoke with a calm and distant voice. "Rise. You have done well. My effort in cultivating you has not been wasted."

He raised his hand slightly, his gaze falling upon the enormous Heaven-Scorching Pestle.

After absorbing the elemental force of more than ten Human Emperors, the radiance around the Heaven-Scorching Pestle had become blinding. The demonic flesh and blood it was made from had always given it a sinister aura, but now, after devouring the flesh of so many emperors, it began to emit a vast surge of spiritual energy.

The two forces, demonic and divine, merged as one. The Heaven-Scorching Pestle expanded once more, towering upward as if it would pierce the heavens and tear open the sky.

The Heaven-Patrolling Angel stood with his hands behind his back, looking up indifferently at the colossal weapon. "Murong Quan, once we leave this place, I shall help you ascend to the Great Emperor Realm. When one rises, all his kin rise with him!"

"Thank you, Master!"

The Venerable of the Desolate Sea bowed repeatedly, his heart trembling with excitement. His years of planning had not been in vain.

For the past five years, he had been luring Human Emperors into the Sea of Miracles. Outwardly, he pretended to lead them on treasure hunts, creating the illusion that the Sea of Miracles was overflowing with fortune.

In truth, everything had been preparation for this Heaven Offering Ceremony!

No one knew the truth except him. Even Murong Zining had been kept completely in the dark.

"Master, this is my granddaughter, the most gifted descendant of the Murong Clan. I beg you to grant her a share of fortune as well," the Venerable of the Desolate Sea pleaded.

The Heaven-Patrolling Angel glanced at Murong Zining with cold indifference. "That is of little consequence. For me, it is a trivial act."

The Venerable of the Desolate Sea's face lit up with joy. Murong Zining's fear eased slightly. She was a woman who had always pursued her goals without second thoughts. As long as it brought her benefit, she would not hesitate to ally herself with devils.

At that moment, the Heaven-Patrolling Angel finally turned his eyes toward Ling Feng. "Child of the Jiuli Divine Clan, you are unexpectedly calm!"

Ling Feng met his gaze and felt as though an ancient mountain pressed upon him. The weight threatened to crush his bones. He clenched his teeth and straightened his back. "Even if I panic now, what good would it do? Tell me, exalted master of the Immortal Domain, how can one so lofty as you stoop to associate with demons and feed on humans to restore your strength? What a grand irony!"

The Heaven-Patrolling Angel's face remained expressionless. "So you recognize what I am. I am the ruler of all beings. In my eyes, all creatures are ants. Humanity is merely a slightly larger breed of ant. To consume a human is no different from eating a pig, a dog, a chicken, or a duck. There is no distinction."

"How laughable!" Ling Feng laughed bitterly. "You call yourself of the divine race, yet you are no different from the Devils from Beyond. If I am not mistaken, this world has already been tainted by demonic energy. To regain your power, you embraced it willingly. You are no longer divine. You've become a demon!"

"Enough!"

The Heaven-Patrolling Angel's gaze sharpened. A flicker of irritation passed across his face. Ling Feng suddenly felt the air around him solidify. The space itself had been sealed. He could not move a single finger.

So this is the power of a Heaven-Patrolling Angel!