The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1418: Still Not Enough

The crowd quickly backed away, all wearing expressions of anticipation as if waiting to watch a show.

The strongest below the Great Emperor was stepping in. The outcome felt certain from the start!

Even though this was the Dead Soul Devil Abyss and Feng Shaoan's strength was suppressed, no one believed the result would change.

He was someone on the verge of legend, destined to become one of the Heaven Slaying Ten Absolutes.

"Brat, that fist art you used just now is quite interesting."

As he spoke, Feng Shaoan strode forward. With a light tap of his foot, a powerful force burst out beneath him. His figure blurred into an afterimage as he shot upward and landed heavily atop the massive rock.

The stone trembled faintly beneath Ling Feng's feet.

Feng Shaoan looked at Ling Feng and said calmly, "Make your move. I will give you ten moves!"

The moment his voice fell, a crushing pressure swept out from his body.

His eyes were indifferent and distant. Ling Feng was not reflected in them at all. All he saw was the vast sky.

Ling Feng simply did not exist in his eyes.

He was only mildly intrigued. He wanted to take a closer look at the fist art that had defeated Huang Lang. That was all.

"I will give you ten moves. Otherwise, you will not even get the chance to act."

His tone was calm, yet carried an unquestionable dominance.

All eyes locked onto Feng Shaoan atop the rock.

Even with his strength suppressed, even knowing Ling Feng was a body refinement cultivator, he still spoke with absolute confidence. This was Feng Shaoan. This was the bearing of the strongest below the Great Emperor!

"Ten moves?"

Ling Feng let out a faint, disdainful laugh. "You should make the first move instead. This is the Dead Soul Devil Abyss."

Ling Feng stood with his hands behind his back, showing not the slightest hint of fear.

Outside, he might have been somewhat wary of Feng Shaoan. Even if he revealed all his trump cards, victory would not come easily.

But here, everything was different.

The suppression of elemental force did not affect his physical body or his Soul Dao secret arts.

In this place, even a Great Emperor would have to bow!

"You think this bit of suppression can close the gap between us? How naive!"

A cold glint flashed through Feng Shaoan's eyes before a faint smile appeared. "Very well. I have already given you a chance. Now you no longer have the right to act!"

"Eastern Monument Descends!"

Feng Shaoan let out a low shout. His palms overlapped and pressed forward, and a massive black stone monument took shape between them. It towered to a height of a hundred zhang, vast and overwhelming.

Boom!

With a thunderous roar, the monument crashed down from above.

It descended like the collapse of mountains and the destruction of the heavens, carrying a terrifying force as it bore down upon the small figure of Ling Feng below.

The crowd gasped, their blood surging uncontrollably.

Even from the aftermath alone, they could feel the horrifying power of this attack!

Yin Jian in the distance narrowed his eyes slightly. Even within the Dead Soul Devil Abyss, Feng Shaoan could still unleash such terrifying strength!

No wonder he was known as the strongest below the Great Emperor!

Though Feng Shaoan was technically of a younger generation, his reputation had already surpassed Yin Jian in recent years. Only now did Yin Jian truly understand how Feng Shaoan had earned such a name in the Hall of War.

He gave a faint nod, then closed his eyes as if entering meditation, choosing to ignore the battle.

As long as no one died, everything was acceptable.

"That is it! Yes, just like that! Crush him! Grind him into the ground!"

Yuwen Changkong's eyes burned with excitement. In his mind, he could already see Ling Feng being defeated in a single move.

"Junior Brother Ling!"

Chu Tiange, Li Fei, and the others held their breath. Facing someone like Feng Shaoan, could Ling Feng really stand against him?

Fairy Qingping clenched her fists tightly. Ling Feng kept stirring up trouble wherever he went. Could she really keep him alive and bring him back to Senior Brother Qin?

At this point, it seemed almost impossible!

Under Feng Shaoan's overwhelming attack, Ling Feng felt the world spin. The very space around him seemed to tremble.

There was no denying it. Feng Shaoan was truly powerful, far beyond people like Wang Ruquan or Yuwen Changkong.

But to suppress him?

Still not enough!

At least here in the Dead Soul Devil Abyss, it was far from enough!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Cracks spread beneath their feet as the ground gave way under the pressure of the hundred-zhang stone monument.

Rocks shattered and dust surged into the air. The surrounding Human Emperors were swept off their feet and sent flying.

"Fall back! Everyone fall back!"

Su Ming shouted urgently.

The disciples, still shaken, scrambled to retreat in panic.

Feng Shaoan was simply too powerful!

As the dust gradually settled and the sky cleared, a shocking scene appeared before them.

The massive stone monument had not fully descended.

It had stopped.

A small and slender figure stood beneath it, holding it in place!

Ling Feng kept one hand behind his back. With his other hand, he pressed against the illusion of the stone monument.

His expression was calm and effortless, as if the crushing force that could shatter mountains weighed no more than a feather.

"That is all? This kind of pressure is still not enough!"

Ling Feng spoke lightly, completely at ease.

Comparing strength with someone who possessed Dragon-Elephant Divine Strength?

Naive!

Ridiculously naive!

"Break!"

Ling Feng uttered a single word.

Bang!

With a loud explosion, the hundred-zhang stone monument shattered into countless fragments, scattering in all directions.

Everyone gasped in shock!

What kind of strength was this? How could a mere Spiritual Sea Realm cultivator possess such terrifying power?

If that attack had struck a physical body, the destruction would have been unimaginable.

Only now did they begin to understand why Huang Lang had been knocked unconscious with a single punch. It was not that Huang Lang was weak.

It was that Ling Feng was too strong.

For the first time, a serious expression appeared in Feng Shaoan's eyes.

He suddenly realized that the so-called ant before him was far stronger than he had expected.

A trace of anger ignited within his gaze.

Even in the Dead Soul Devil Abyss, even with his strength suppressed, he would never allow someone of lower cultivation to stand on equal footing with him.

The title of strongest below the Great Emperor belonged to him alone!

A deep hum resonated through the air.

An even more terrifying aura erupted from Feng Shaoan. Violent winds surged within a radius of a hundred zhang, and a power capable of destroying the heavens began to gather around him.

"Kid, the fact that you can make me take this a bit seriously is already something you can be proud of."

His robes fluttered wildly. In truth, he was no longer holding back at all.

"Is that so? You can say that after I defeat you."

Ling Feng stood with his hands behind his back as flames surged around him. The fourth-phase Devouring Flame wrapped around his body, while the Eradicator of Realms silently slipped into his grasp.

He knew Feng Shaoan was no ordinary opponent.

But defeating him would create an even greater shock!