The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1293: Advanced Sword Will

"Brat with the surname Ling, come out and fight me now!"

Mo Sanqing had held himself back for three days. He could not wait any longer.

Ling Feng stood up straight, his robes billowing without any breeze. His sleeves fluttered, giving him an aloof, striking composure.

Swoosh!

A single motion carried Ling Feng upward. His silhouette shot into the sky and he stepped across the air, landing at the center of the Mo family's martial field. He stood with his hands behind his back and spoke calmly. "Since you are so impatient, I will give you what you want. I will grant you defeat!"

Just then, the Mo family disciples and elders that heard the commotion gathered around the field from afar.

Mo Sanqing was known as one of the Mo family's brightest talents. Ling Feng was only a stranger they had picked up on the roadside, a nameless youth who had barely recovered from his injuries. In every eye present, there seemed to be no suspense in this match.

With Ling Feng and Mo Sanqing both in place, Mo Qiuhua also arrived with the clan elders and Tuoba Yan.

This battle was clearly unavoidable.

Mo Sanqing heard Ling Feng's calm words and burst into laughter. "Grant me a defeat? You are far too full of yourself, brat! I originally intended to beat you without making the loss too ugly, yet you dare talk like this. A brat who does not know his limits needs a harsh lesson."

Mo Sanqing stood with his hands behind his back, his aura stable and steady, pressuring all directions. His Human Emperor level cultivation caused the observing disciples to feel so intimidated they could barely breathe.

Ling Feng remained calm, and with a burst of his sword will, the Human Emperor pressure vanished in an instant.

"Out of respect for your seniors, I will hold back a little."

Ling Feng spoke lightly, yet his tone carried a confidence that needed no explanation.

"Brat!"

Mo Sanqing's eyes twitched. His aura could not overpower someone who was only at the early king-tier. The thought irritated him and it stirred an even fiercer desire to fight.

He wanted to crush Ling Feng instantly with overwhelming force and shatter any trace of arrogance.

Mo Qiuhua sat above the field and watched the two men. She shook her head and let out a soft sigh.

Beside her sat an elderly man with white hair. He was the Second Manor Master of Moxue Mountain Manor and second only to Mo Qiuhua in strength.

Tuoba Yan stood near Mo Qiuhua with her eyes fixed on Ling Feng.

She knew he possessed strength that could suppress a Human Emperor, yet he had only recently recovered. The worry in her heart remained.

"It will not be easy for Young Master Ling to defeat Sanqing."

Mo Qiuhua shook her head. She knew Mo Sanqing's talent well. Even without a recommendation letter, he had the ability to enter Dongling Immortal Pool.

The only reason he fought for the recommendation was his ambition. His aim was not the Five Spirit Hall but the Three Divine Hall.

Entry was difficult and the recommendation letter was one of its gates. A letter from Moxue Mountain Manor barely met the requirement.

"That may not be certain."

The old man beside her narrowed his eyes and smiled. "The Ling boy carries his aura deep inside. He wouldn't dare challenge Sanqing who is a whole major realm above him unless he has a trick or two up his sleeve."

Mo Qiuhua was slightly surprised. The Second Manor Master rarely praised anyone, yet he seemed to regard Ling Feng highly. Perhaps Ling Feng truly held something extraordinary.

On the training ground. "Brat, words mean nothing. I will show you what despair feels like!"

Mo Sanqing finally made his move. His left hand held a blade and his right hand gripped a sword. Steel flashed through the air and blade and sword shadows overlapped. Within a radius of three zhang around him, light filled the space like impenetrable bronze walls.

He was a dual master of blade and sword!

Ling Feng's pupils narrowed. The gap between ordinary Human Emperors and genius-level Human Emperors was unreasonable.

Mo Sanqing clearly belonged to the latter.

Judging from his power, not even the Ice Emperor of Tianhuang City could finish him within a hundred exchanges.

Unfortunately for him, he met Ling Feng.

"Hehe, now you understand?"

Mo Sanqing looked proud when he saw Ling Feng's moment of surprise. His blade and sword spun while his entire body sprang upward like a whirling windmill.

The blade and sword swept together and his figure crashed toward Ling Feng like a grinding wheel. Blade arcs and sword qi burst outward. The dense barrage could give a headache to any expert of the same tier.

The cold gleam drifted like shadows, the sword light glittered like stars. The world of blade and sword pressed downward.

Even before the blade qi reached him, the force pricked Ling Feng's skin, immediately bringing a sense of danger!

"Interesting!"

Ling Feng focused his gaze and released his advanced sword will.

Clang!

A clear ring sounded. A pale, icy sword light like a Canglong being born swept out in an instant and halted Mo Sanqing's spinning blade and sword. At the same moment, a terrifying killing intent surged outward and almost solidified!

Mo Sanqing's heart shook and his pupils shrank. For one brief moment he felt unable to face Ling Feng head on.

What kind of killing aura is this?

The blade and sword in his hands trembled like frightened insects.

"Sword will!"

Mo Qiuhua rose from her seat as shock filled her eyes. "Advanced sword will!"

She did not cultivate the sword dao, yet she understood what advanced sword will was.

Even among sword dao grandmasters who had trained for centuries, those who reached this level were rare. Ling Feng was young, yet his sword will had already reached this height.

Mo Qiuhua turned to look at the Second Manor Master with disbelief. "You sensed this?"

The Second Manor Master gave a helpless smile. "I only felt that his sword will was unusual and that it tugged at my own. I never imagined it had already reached advanced level!"

Mo Qiuhua took a deep breath and swallowed before asking, "Whose sword will is stronger, yours or his?"

"Judging solely by his sword will, this young man possesses the extremely rare Slaughterous Sword Will, one of the Ten Attributed Sword Wills. As far as I know, this kind of sword will can only be honed through killing, the more he kills, the stronger his sword will becomes. To have a Slaughterous Sword Will of this level, he must've slain no less than a million."

"Uh..."

Mo Qiuhua's eyelid twitched violently. "You mean he is some kind of murderous demon?"

"Not quite." The Second Manor Master shook his head with a laugh. "I only spoke of the usual way of cultivating such sword will. His killing aura is strong, yet it lacks the heavy stench of blood. If he had killed a million, we would sense the scent from afar. He must have obtained his sword will through a special opportunity." 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Mo Qiuhua sighed softly. "It seems Sanqing has lost."

Ling Feng's sword will had already shattered Mo Sanqing's battle will. If they continued, Mo Sanqing would only suffer a crushing defeat.