The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1408: This Boy Is Strange
"Is this what they call barbarian witchcraft?"
Ling Feng drew in a slow breath. No wonder even the experts of the Hall of War had struggled to gain the upper hand against the northern barbarians. The barbarian experts truly possessed abilities that caught people off guard.
Still, they were not the only ones with special skills.
"Petrifying Gaze!"
In an instant, the two barbarian squad leaders reverted from their intangible state back to their physical forms, only to be struck head on by Ling Feng's petrifying light. Their bodies turned heavy and stiff as they crashed to the ground, already transformed into stone statues.
With Ling Feng's current strength, he could petrify them for roughly ten breaths.
Ten breaths were more than enough!
"Ghost Eye divine light!"
Ling Feng activated the Frost Crow's Ghost Eye again. Two beams of ghostly light shot out. Two explosive sounds rang through the air as the stone statues shattered. The barbarian squad leaders had not even regained their flesh before their bodies were blasted apart. Their petrified forms broke, their bodies restored mid destruction, and blood rained down from the sky.
The entire exchange lasted no more than a flash. Facing two opponents alone, Ling Feng had slain two Extreme Second Stage Human Emperors in an instant. Such strength was terrifying.
"Hiss..."
Only after it was over did Ling Feng feel as though two steel needles were driving from his eyes straight into the depths of his brain. The pain was so sharp he barely dared to breathe.
He knew this was the backlash from overusing his spiritual consciousness. If he had not cultivated the Soul Splitting Art, which allowed his spiritual power to surge a hundredfold in a short time, the continuous use of soul techniques alone would have drained him dry.
He quickly swallowed several medicinal pills that restored spiritual consciousness, then turned toward Lin Mu and called out, "Brother Lin, collect the spoils. I will go help!"
Ling Feng understood clearly that their victory here had only been possible because Fairy Qingping had bought them time. Although she had claimed she could hold off the black-armored commander for about a quarter of an hour, she had clearly not accounted for his battle experience.
Ahead of them, the black-armored commander shattered one of Ling Feng's Ghost Eye beams with a single palm strike. His gaze darkened.
It had only been a short while, yet both barbarian squad leaders had already fallen.
This boy was strange!
The black-armored commander inhaled sharply. He no longer dared to continue fighting. He shot Ling Feng a furious glare and immediately turned to flee toward the edge of the forest.
Dealing with Fairy Qingping alone had already pushed him to his limits. If this strange young man joined the battle as well and they managed to stall him until reinforcements from Dongling Immortal Pool arrived, their entire scout team would be wiped out.
That piece of intelligence had to be delivered back to the barbarian camp at all costs.
He could not die. He absolutely could not be captured!
"Trying to leave? Hmph!"
Ling Feng let out a cold shout. A dark light flickered in his eyes as the Heavenly Dao Divine Inscription condensed. He once again unleashed the Petrifying Gaze.
However, the black-armored commander moved with astonishing speed. He evaded the petrifying light at the last moment. A towering tree beneath his feet instantly turned to stone, while he himself had already slipped away.
"What incredible speed!"
Ling Feng frowned slightly. If this continued, he would only waste spiritual power without landing a hit.
The Petrifying Gaze could ignore differences in realm, but it was useless if it failed to connect.
Seeing that Ling Feng possessed the power to petrify, Fairy Qingping's beautiful eyes flickered with surprise. She knew now was not the time for questions. With a swift motion, she brought out a massive bell and hurled it forward. The bell expanded in the wind, growing into a golden bell over three zhang tall. It surged toward the black-armored commander, attempting to trap him inside.
"Smart!"
Ling Feng glanced at her with mild surprise. It was obvious she intended to confine the black-armored commander within the bell, then coordinate with his Petrifying Gaze to turn him to stone.
For all her foolishness, she did have a bit of wit.
Unfortunately, she had still underestimated the black-armored commander. Though the golden bell was fast, his movement art was elusive and strange. Each time he was about to be sealed inside, he would shift into a streak of blood light and slip free.
The stalemate dragged on as the black-armored commander fled farther and farther away. He was nearing the edge of the forest, just about to enter the territory of North Luo Mountain's Earth Realm.
Once he escaped this primeval forest, the chance of capturing him would become almost nonexistent.
