The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1265: Ling Feng Is Still Alive
"Damn it! Damn it all!"
The Venerable of the Desolate Sea hovered in midair, staring at the vast abyss faintly visible within the drifting smoke and dust. His whole body trembled with fury.
After such a terrifying explosion, there was absolutely no chance anyone could have survived, least of all the Heaven-Patrolling Angel, who had been in a severely weakened state.
Even if the ruler of the Immortal Domain himself were present, he would not have escaped death under those circumstances!
He thought of everything he had done over the past five years to win the favor of the Heaven-Patrolling Angel, and of the promise that once they left this world, the Heaven-Patrolling Angel would help him break through to the Great Emperor Realm. Yet now, with the Heaven-Patrolling Angel's fall, all of it had turned to nothing but an empty dream.
"Ling Feng!"
The Venerable of the Desolate Sea's eyes bulged. He roared toward the sky, his entire body trembling in rage. All his ambitions had turned to ash before they had even begun!
He felt his vision go dark and nearly fainted from anger.
All his calculations, all his efforts, everything had been wasted!
"Grandfather!"
Murong Zining burst through the smoke, flying to his side. She quickly supported him, saying anxiously, "Grandfather, don't be upset. With your talent, you can still break through to the Great Emperor realm even without relying on that Heaven-Patrolling Angel. You can lead the Murong Clan to expand our lands and achieve greatness!"
"Breakthrough to the Great Emperor realm? Breakthrough? Hahahaha!"
The Venerable of the Desolate Sea threw back his head and laughed wildly. He pushed Murong Zining away and said coldly, "Do you even know how many peerless geniuses have been trapped to death at that threshold? Do you think a mere word can make it happen?"
Though his power had increased rapidly over the years, reaching the peak of the Human Emperor realm in only five years, he alone understood the hidden dangers buried within that growth. Only by relying on the Heaven-Patrolling Angel did he have any chance of ascending further. Without that help, his unstable foundation made the breakthrough impossible.
Originally, with his Space-Time Sacred Body, he might still have had a chance to reach the Great Emperor realm. But the Heaven-Patrolling Angel had deliberately forced his cultivation forward unnaturally, raising his strength on the surface while secretly draining his natural talent.
This was the Heaven-Patrolling Angel's malicious scheme. Only by diligently pledging loyalty and obeying his every command would they have any opportunity to achieve a breakthrough to the Great Emperor Realm.
Now that the Heaven-Patrolling Angel was dead, the path to the Great Emperor realm had vanished entirely.
The Venerable of the Desolate Sea could not accept it.
"Damn it! Ling Feng! Even if you're dead, I won't let you rest in peace. I'll make sure your companions and your women suffer fates worse than death!"
He roared in madness and suddenly vanished, reappearing in front of Lou Qianzhong.
"You'll be the first, Lou Qianzhong!"
He struck out with a palm. Lou Qianzhong felt a violent gust rush toward him. His pupils contracted sharply as he tried to retreat, but the Venerable of the Desolate Sea's palm smashed into him, shattering the bones of his arm and caving in half his shoulder.
"Urgh!"
Lou Qianzhong spat a mouthful of blood and crashed heavily to the ground. With just one move, he had been gravely wounded.
"Venerable of the Desolate Sea, you call yourself an overlord? If you have the ability, take your revenge on Ling Feng. Venting your anger on us makes you no hero at all!"
Yang Huanzhi stumbled backward in fright, trembling all over. Even Lou Qianzhong had been taken down in a single blow. If he took one hit, he might die instantly.
"Hero? Go tell that to the devils in hell!"
The Venerable of the Desolate Sea had already lost his mind. Seeing Yang Huanzhi retreat, he turned and sent another palm strike toward Tuoba Yan in the distance.
Tuoba Yan was still drowning in grief over Ling Feng's death. Her heart felt hollow, and she did not even try to dodge, ready to die herself.
"Venerable of the Desolate Sea, the one you want is me. What kind of man are you to attack a woman?"
A familiar voice suddenly rang out, stopping everyone in their tracks.
"This voice... Big... Big Boss Ling!"
Yang Huanzhi spun around and saw Ling Feng standing there, supported by Lin Mu.
He looked battered and covered in wounds, but he was alive.
He had survived that terrifying explosion!
The truth was that Ling Feng had escaped death thanks to the Void Heaven Qian Spirit Talisman Lin Mu had given him earlier!
The Void Heaven Qian Spirit Talisman came in pairs and allowed its holders to locate each other and teleport across short distances. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶
Ling Feng's plan had been to detonate the Thunder Orb and kill the Heaven-Patrolling Angel at the moment he attempted to seize Ling Feng's body, while using the talisman to escape.
However, the Thunder Orb's destructive power had been too immense. It temporarily sealed the surrounding space, preventing the teleportation from working properly. When Lin Mu activated his half of the talisman, Ling Feng was trapped within the sealed void instead of being instantly transferred.
At first, Ling Feng thought he would be lost forever in the spatial rift. Fortunately, although the talisman malfunctioned, it eventually activated and sent him out, saving his life by sheer luck.
"Ling Feng!"
The Venerable of the Desolate Sea froze, abandoning his strike on Tuoba Yan. He turned, his gaze cold and venomous.
Murong Zining's heart skipped a beat. She could hardly believe what she was seeing. Even the Heaven-Patrolling Angel had perished in that explosion, yet Ling Feng had survived?
"Ling Feng!" Tuoba Yan trembled. The light returned to her eyes like embers reigniting into flame.
"Big Boss Ling!" Yang Huanzhi burst out laughing. "I knew it! There's no way you'd die that easily!"
"Idiot!" Lan Yuhuang fiercely wiped the tears from her eyes. "You bastard, you made me cry! Waah... waah..."
Lou Qianzhong lay on the ground, grievously injured and unable to move. He groaned miserably in his heart. Why is it always me who gets hurt?
"How are you still alive? Why aren't you dead? How could you possibly still be alive?"
The Venerable of the Desolate Sea's face twisted in disbelief. He roared, his eyes wide with madness.
"Hmph. I was born under a hard fate, even hell don't dare to claim me!"
Ling Feng leaned on Lin Mu's shoulder, barely able to stand. His voice was weak but firm. "If the underworld won't take me, then it must be waiting for you. Venerable of the Desolate Sea, do you want to live or die?"
The Venerable of the Desolate Sea's face froze. Ling Feng's earlier feat of killing a Heaven-Patrolling Angel had left him completely on guard. Unsure whether Ling Feng could unleash that same deadly technique again, the Venerable of the Desolate Sea did not dare make a move.
After all, a cunning old fox like him valued his own life above all else!
