Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Chapter 698: Chapter 699 Wine God Curse! (4 more)

With Murong Wu’s influence in the Heavenly Saint Empire, no sooner had he spoken than numerous talented powerhouses of the Empire had stepped forward to stand by his side.

For those following such formidable figures, they might hope to lap up soup where he had his meat.

Similarly, Feeng Yan, Nangong Yu, and Yaan Jinghong had also taken a stand. Although the Ancient Formation was seemingly indestructible, having experienced tens of thousands of years, it must have some weaknesses. If they could combine everyone’s strength to strike the same point, it was still possible to break through the Array.

Yet, Shen Lang of the Sky Dragon Empire remained unassuming, quietly drinking on the side from start to finish. However, the sword hidden in his sleeve had quietly slipped into his palm, ready to act at any moment.

”Brother Ling, when I try to strike with the Prison Heaven Finger later, you all attack the same spot with your most destructive moves,” Feeng Yan said, looking back at Ling Feng with a serious voice.

”Alright,” Ling Feng nodded slightly, having already had the intention to join forces with Feeng Yan.

But Fatty Huang was muttering to himself, ”What’s this, Mr. Feeng? You’re overestimating this kid by far. His cultivation is hardly worth mentioning!”

Indeed, due to the Qi Refining Mixed Element Lock, Ling Feng usually appeared to have only about fifty meridians or so, utterly ordinary, belonging to the lowest level of all those who entered the God Demon Battlefield.

However, Feeng Yan had always been exceptionally polite to this young man, which puzzled him.

”Am I overestimating Brother Ling, or are you underestimating him?” Feeng Yan said with a light smile, casting a meaningful glance at Ling Feng.

Back in the Bone-Burying Wilderness, they encountered a monster with the cultivation of a Half-step Demon King. Although it was later slain with one finger by Feeng Yan, he had noticed that the huge creature had already been seriously injured.

Initially, he suspected Yaan Jinghong, but then he realized that Yaan Jinghong’s strength was of Flame Attribute, completely contrary to the force that had heavily injured the Half-step Demon King.

Further considering Ling Feng’s composure when facing Yaan Jinghong, he began to suspect that Ling Feng was the one who had severely injured the Half-step Demon King.

Moreover, the Flame Attribute True Qi in his body was very similar to the aura left on the wounds of the Half-step Demon King.

All these coincidences added up, and Feeng Yan was already seventy to eighty percent certain that Ling Feng was that mysterious master!

Such strength might not seem much before him, but you must understand, Ling Feng was merely in the Magnetic Condensation Realm!

How powerful would he become if he advanced to the Divine Origin Realm?

Seeing Feeng Yan’s gaze, Ling Feng touched his nose somewhat guiltily, pulled out his Ten Directions Annihilation, and prepared to support Feeng Yan’s attack.

”Vajra Spear Break!”

With a thunderous roar, Murong Wu had already wielded his long spear and launched a ferocious strike, heavily bombarding the Ancient Array that shrouded around the Scripture Pavilion.

Alas, the Barrier only trembled slightly and showed no sign of damage.

”Focus and attack a single point!”

Murong Wu roared, and then the talented powerhouses behind him also brought out their signature skills, targeting the spot where Murong Wu had just attacked, fiercely launching their assaults.

Sadly, the commotion they caused was far less dramatic than Murong Wu’s; when their attacks hit the Barrier, it was like eggs smashing against a rock, utterly insignificant.

”Frost Piercing!”

Yaan Jinghong directly activated the Frozen Emperor Domain; Elemental Power condensed into an indestructible frost. With a wave of his hand, countless ice crystals shot straightforwardly at one point, like a torrential downpour of pear blossoms.

Boom, boom, boom!!!

With a series of explosions, the barrier trembled under the relentless attack, shaking even more violently than when Murong Wu made his move.

”Could this be a weak spot?”

Murong Wu’s eyelid twitched. He swept his long spear and soared into the sky, his body shimmering with golden light as if he were a War God descending to earth.

”Vajra Spear Break!”

Another spear thrust fiercely hit the same spot targeted by Yaan Jinghong. The barrier quivered intensely, but unfortunately, it was still ineffective.

”Wine God Curse! Drink in Vexation!”

Shen Lang unleashed his true skills. With a sword blast, a dazzling and blinding light converged into the figure of an Immortal drinking from a wine pot, lying down inebriated and heavily pressing down on the barrier, causing severe fluctuations.

”Damn, the Wine God Curse!”

Immediate recognition came from someone who knew what they were talking about, exclaiming, ”I once heard from the elders in my family that, according to legend, there was a sect in the Ancient Era called the Immortal Charm Sect. One of the Great Powers within it embraced wine as their Dao and created the Wine God Swordsmanship. This Wine God Curse is a sword move created by that Great Power. Combined with the Wine God Swordsmanship, it is enormously powerful.”

”Holy shit, this guy’s luck is outrageously defiant of the heavens. He actually obtained a swordsmanship inheritance!”

”Damn, talk about other people’s fortuitous opportunities!”

However, the chatter quickly subsided. After all, with the inheritance that Murong Wu, Feeng Yan, Yaan Jinghong, and Nangong Yu possessed, which one could be considered inferior to the Wine God Swordsmanship.

”Wine God Swordsmanship, huh.” Ling Feng touched his nose bridge and mused inwardly: Unfortunately, although Shen Lang never parts with alcohol, he lacks the ultimate passion for it. It’s clear he forces himself to drink merely for the sake of cultivating swordsmanship, so his Wine God Curse doesn’t seem to be able to flow smoothly and can’t be fully unleashed.

If it were Duanmu Qingshan, my so-called Master, now that’s a true drunkard. This swordsmanship would be more suitable for him to cultivate.

At this moment, Feeng Yan also brought his two fingers together, quietly concentrating Finger Strength, while asking Fatty Huang, ”Fatty, can you use your Dragon Seeking Plate to check which part is the weakest link?”

”Well...” Fatty Huang’s forehead began to sweat slightly, ”I’ll give it a try.”

After murmuring an incantation, Fatty Huang finally pointed at a vague area on the left side and said with some uncertainty, ”It should be around here; haha, should be right.”

Feeng Yan rolled his eyes, just about to try attacking that area when Ling Feng raised his hand to stop him.

”Brother Feeng, your Prison Heaven Finger, the more concentrated it is on one point, the greater its power.”

”That’s true.” Feeng Yan blinked, looking up at Ling Feng, ”Brother Ling, what do you mean by this?”

”Then, narrow down your target by tenfold and just attack about three feet above the left side beam. Here, this might be where the defense is weakest,” Ling Feng said calmly.

No one noticed that when Ling Feng was observing the Ancient Formation, the Heavenly Dao Divine Pattern in his right eye had quietly converged, and then dissipated just as quietly a moment later.

”Cut it out, who are you trying to fool, claiming you can pinpoint the exact location? I don’t buy it!”

Fatty Huang huffed, ”Even with my Dragon Seeking Skill, I can only roughly determine the direction. Can you please not add to the confusion?”

”I’m merely offering a suggestion. Whether to believe it or not is for Brother Feeng to decide,” Ling Feng shrugged his shoulders. He merely felt that Feeng Yan was a decent person and wanted to give him a little guidance so that he could conserve some energy. When the time came to compete for the secret manual, he wouldn’t be too exhausted.

Feeng Yan narrowed his eyes and sized up Ling Feng, then burst out laughing, ”In friendship, trust is most valuable. Brother Ling, I trust you!”

After saying that, Feeng Yan concentrated a finger’s worth of energy, and the Prison Heaven Finger shot out, blasting directly towards the spot Ling Feng had just indicated.