Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

69: Chapter 069: Demon Flood Dragon Prince!

69: Chapter 069: Demon Flood Dragon Prince!

Crack!

The speed of the falling Purple Thunder was so fast it reached an extreme, like flowing light, imperceptible to the naked eye!

In an instant, it seemed to split the gloomy sky dome into two halves.

In the rift of the Heavenly Vault, a bolt of thunder dropped straight down, exploding towards Yaan Jinghong’s head with incomparable speed.

“Hmm?”

Ling Feng, from a distance, saw a bolt of lightning and couldn’t help but squint his eyes.

The purple thunder, illuminating the heaven and earth, was almost too blinding to stare at.

The next instant, he was suddenly shocked and noticed something was amiss.

“That’s not lightning!”

A thought flashed through his mind, and his Emperor’s Eye, even without activation, was still strikingly perceptive.

He distinctly saw a silhouette, a human silhouette!

“Is that a person?”

Ling Feng’s eyelids twitched wildly.

Who was it that dared to ambush Yaan Jinghong, the legendary genius of the Empire?

“Hmph, Demon Flood Dragon Prince, did you think that in my anger I wouldn’t notice you?

To think you’d take this opportunity to ambush me, you’re underestimating me, Yaan Jinghong!” Yaan Jinghong’s expression was as cold as frost.

He slightly shifted his body.

The purple thunder, almost grazing his nostril, whizzed past.

The next moment, within the thunderbolt, a tall man clad in black armor appeared, his body enveloped in an aura of lightning, the essence of the thunderbolt strong and intense.

“Yaan Jinghong, you infiltrated our Demon Clan Sacred Land, stole the Holy Artifact, the Source Stealing Blood Pearl, and I, the prince, naturally had to pursue you to the ends of the earth.

Hand over the Holy Artifact if you know what’s good for you, and I might spare your life!”

This man in black armor, making a shocking statement, turned out to be a Demon Prince!

The Three-headed Demon Flood Dragon had guarded the Source Stealing Blood Pearl for generations.

This Demon Flood Dragon Prince, originally the heir to the Blood Pearl, would naturally not let Yaan Jinghong go since the treasure had been stolen.

“With you, worthy?” Yaan Jinghong, with supreme arrogance, swept his gaze, and his sword followed his heart!

Swish!

A terrifying Sword Qi, as if cleaving from the void itself!

Ling Feng’s pupils suddenly narrowed.

Even with his Heavenly Dao Eye activated, he could not discern how Yaan Jinghong had drawn his sword!

He only felt a sharp pain in his eyes as, in a flash of lightning, a long sword flickering with flowing light emitted a dauntingly sharp Sword Qi, fiercely slashing towards the Demon Flood Dragon Prince.

Thunder and Sword Qi collided.

In an instant, a cluster of purple and blue sparks intertwined in a spectacular burst within the void, like the most beautiful fireworks in the mortal world.

Then followed the “ding ding dang dang” sound of metal striking metal, echoing through the void, continuous and relentless, as if the Divine of the Nine Heavens were roaring.

“Truly strong!”

Ling Feng clenched his fists.

Witnessing this nearly terrifying confrontation, he felt not a bit of discouragement but rather became incredibly excited.

The Blood of the Emperor within him was boiling!

Clang!

Another instant, and the sword light and thunder split.

In mid-air, the Demon Flood Dragon Prince stood hovering, holding a black long spear, his body surrounded by rolling Evil Clouds, his aura soaring.

In the blink of an eye, this massive demon energy covered much of the sky, completely obscuring the sun, while within those Evil Clouds, thunder tumbled, emitting a suffocatingly terrifying pressure.

Ling Feng’s gaze intensified; he knew little about the Demon Clan, but he understood that this Demon Flood Dragon Prince was likely beyond the realm of a Demon Commander.

Above the Demon Commander lies at least a Demon Monarch.

And the strength of a Demon Monarch Level was roughly equivalent to a human of the Divine Origin Realm (above the Origin Transformation Realm).

Such a powerhouse could certainly be called a local overlord.

Looking throughout the entire Sky White Empire, those with such strength could almost all be given marquisates or even split territories to become kings!

Yet, Yaan Jinghong faced such a formidable enemy without any sign of fear.

That is to say, this Yaan Jinghong’s strength must have also reached the level of the Divine Origin Realm.

A fourteen-year-old in the Divine Origin Realm!

The name of an Empire Legend genius was indeed well-deserved!

Yaan Jinghong, in a blue robe, soared in the air, distinctly standing out.

His sword light swept through, cutting down the demon energy and thunder.

Under the relentless assault of the Demon Flood Dragon Prince, he was not at all inferior.

The rolling Evil Cloud could not even get close to him; in his hands, his long sword danced like the Jiao Dragon.

Each thrust emitted chilling cold, seemingly sealing the surging demon energy in an Eternal Ice Seal.

Boom!

The two finally clashed directly with force, spear and sword intersecting.

The Void seemed to tremble momentarily, the obscure Void appeared to be torn apart by terrifying energy, and the horrifying Qi Force sprayed around like a hurricane.

“Look at you, Yaan Jinghong, to calm down so quickly after your woman died, you are indeed worthy of being my opponent!”

An unruly and untamed voice exploded like rolling thunder, resonating in the sky.

The Demon Flood Dragon Prince, his face as calm as water, holding a long spear, his cold gaze fixedly staring at Yaan Jinghong, his hair fluttering behind him, split into three separate locks, each emitting a horrific aura like the heads of three Jiao Dragons, six eyes all firmly locked onto Yaan Jinghong.

“Three-headed Demon Flood Dragon!”

Ling Feng’s eyelids twitched as he finally understood what race the Demon Flood Dragon Prince was.

Within the Demon Clan, with mixed bloodlines and numerous races, the Demon Flood Dragon Clan was already a noble existence, and the Three-headed Demon Flood Dragon was even more a legendary primordial species.

Yaan Jinghong snorted coldly, his eyes bursting with intense killing intent, “I’ll slaughter you first!”

The Demon Flood Dragon Prince’s recent sneak attack had clearly enraged this legendary genius.

His sword light swept through, splitting the Void, charging forward.

“Yaan Jinghong, it’s just a dead woman, my Demon Clan has plenty of beauties.

If you like women, I can gift you a few to play with!

Hahaha…”

Amid the laughter, the Demon Flood Dragon Prince’s figure flashed, turning into a streak of Purple Thunder, carrying the rolling demon energy, and sprinted into the distance.

This Demon Flood Dragon Prince actually fled directly!

Facing the enraged Yaan Jinghong, even the Demon Monarch Level Demon Flood Dragon Prince dared not confront him directly.

It was evident how powerful Yaan Jinghong’s strength had become.

“Hmph!”

Yaan Jinghong snorted coldly, his icy gaze sweeping across the canyon below, issuing a chilling and venomous curse.

“Don’t think you can escape!

The people I, Yaan Jinghong, seek to kill, even if they flee to the ends of the earth, they have only the path of death!”

Before his words even fell, Yaan Jinghong’s figure had already transformed into a streak of blue light, quickly pursuing the direction in which the Demon Flood Dragon Prince had disappeared.

For a moment, Ling Feng even thought that Yaan Jinghong had discovered his presence, but realizing that the Demon Flood Dragon Prince was nearby, he chose to temporarily let him go to deal with such a formidable enemy.

After all, at this moment, in the eyes of Yaan Jinghong, he was probably no better than an ant.

“Phew…”

Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief, leaning against a large tree, his back soaked with sweat.

“I need to become stronger—I must become stronger!”

After a long while, Ling Feng clenched his fists.

He possessed the Emperor’s Eye, and his evil nature might not be inferior to Yaan Jinghong’s; what he needed was just time.