Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Capítulo 1223: Chapter 1224: She Really Is a Beauty! (Part 2)

“Bastard! Bastard!”

The Desolate Sea Venerate’s eyelids twitched violently, wondering how that flying boat could be such a treasure—rendering the barrier set by the three Human Emperors completely ineffective!

Of course, he wouldn’t know that the Breakthrough Shuttle, which shook the Immortal Domain, would end up in the hands of a mere Divine Origin Realm cultivator.

This Breakthrough Shuttle could even penetrate the Four Spirits Sealing God Stele, which sealed the Demon Queen, let alone a barrier set by the insignificant Human Emperors.

Watching helplessly as Ling Feng and his group disappeared before his eyes, the Desolate Sea Venerate was trembling with rage.

He’s roamed the Tianlan Sea Domain for over a century and has never felt more frustrated than today.

“Boy, you’d best not appear under this old man’s eyes again, or you will surely die!”

Yelling into the night sky, the Desolate Sea Venerate’s Elemental Power erupted furiously, obliterating the pavilion in front of him into ruins, then he left, filled with anger.

About an hour later, a gray-faced figure crawled out from the rubble, none other than Yang Huanzhi.

“Oh my heavens, I barely escaped with my life! Boss Ling, you can’t blame me for not being loyal enough!”

Earlier, when the Martial Spirit Pavilion was surrounded, Yang Huanzhi immediately hid his aura, turtling in, knowing he couldn’t reveal himself in such a situation. Fortunately, Ling Feng and the others left safely in the end, but as for entering the Miracle Sea, that might have to be abandoned.

“Oh well, seeing as things have come to this, I’ll have to venture to the Miracle Sea on my own!”

Yang Huanzhi removed the mask from his face, changed his appearance, and soon vanished from the scene.

…

Piloting the Breakthrough Shuttle, they fled the Deserted City, flying a thousand miles away, and once far enough, Ling Feng finally stopped, landing on a desolate island.

Stowing away the Breakthrough Shuttle, Ling Feng stood by the coast, gazing at the pitch-black ocean in the distance, feeling a wave of frustration.

Everything had been according to plan, but who could’ve expected that black-robed man to appear midway?

Though he’d managed to kill him, without the guidance of the Desolate Sea Venerate, how could he enter the Miracle Sea?

If they couldn’t enter the Miracle Sea, wouldn’t all his efforts up to now be for nothing?

Watching Ling Feng’s back, Tuoba Yan bit her silver teeth, stepping forward to console him: “Ling Feng, perhaps there’s another way to enter the Miracle Sea?”

“Yes.”

Ling Feng turned to Tuoba Yan with a smile, “Things haven’t reached the final step yet; there might be other options. I wonder how that guy Yang Huanzhi is doing now.”

“That guy’s as sly as a ghost; there’s no need to worry.”

Though Tuoba Yan had no good feelings toward Yang Huanzhi, she had to admit his survival skills were top-notch.

“Haha, that’s true!”

Ling Feng pondered for a moment and suddenly took out a hidden weapon shaped like a willow leaf dart, its surface glinting with a ghostly green light, evidently laced with a potent toxin.

This willow leaf dart had shot out from the shadows when Ling Feng was boarding the Breakthrough Shuttle to leave.

Ling Feng instinctively caught it and hadn’t discarded it since it carried a familiar aura.

It was the presence of the “Blood Hand Poison Emperor” Lan Yuhuang.

On closer inspection, Ling Feng found a small note attached to the dart.

He quickly opened it and read the tiny scribbled words: To enter the Miracle Sea, come to the Mist Sea Volcano Island in a day. Latecomers will not be received! Lan Yuhuang.

“This woman! Haha, how interesting…”

A slight curve appeared on Ling Feng’s lips, surprising him that this woman had returned to the Deserted City and brought such excellent news!

“A woman?”

Hearing Ling Feng praise another woman, Tuoba Yan bit her silver teeth and snatched the note, taking a quick glance before saying with a hint of jealousy, “Lan Yuhuang, just from her name, you can tell she’s a beauty!”

“Yes, although Miss Lan has a peculiar temper, she is indeed a beauty.”

Ling Feng nodded, smiling as he spoke.

“You…!”

Tuoba Yan’s forehead filled with black lines as she glared fiercely at Ling Feng.

“She is a beauty!” Ling Feng chuckled, “Miss Lan has been a huge help this time. Saving her life back then wasn’t in vain!”

Tuoba Yan rolled her eyes, feeling continued conversation with Ling Feng would only aggravate her internal wounds.

After pondering briefly, Ling Feng continued, “Regardless of whether Miss Lan spoke truthfully, I have no other choice now. I’ll go to Mist Sea Volcano Island; maybe there will be a pleasant surprise.”

Tuoba Yan nodded as well, speaking solemnly, “Leaving the Deserted City might be a blessing in disguise. I always felt the Murong Family’s attitude toward you was odd. Despite thoroughly offending them, the Desolate Sea Venerate still wants to recruit you into the Miracle Sea—there must be some scheme behind it.”

“Hmm, Yan’er, only you could remain this calm.”

Ling Feng smiled, appreciating Tuoba Yan’s ability to calmly analyze amidst the chaos—worthy of a Holy Daughter of the Sky Strategy Clan, possessing a noble character more than ordinary women.

Ling Feng had sensed something amiss long ago.

With two identities, when dealing with the Murong Family, once they discovered his exceptional Soul Talent, they almost spared no effort in trying to recruit him.

Especially when the Desolate Sea Venerate proposed marrying him to Murong Zining, Ling Feng sensed ulterior motives, unknown even to other Murong Family leaders.

Partnering with them to enter the Miracle Sea couldn’t genuinely ensure Ling Feng’s peace of mind.

“We must act swiftly, let’s set off!”

Ling Feng thought it through and wasted no time, summoning Ten Directions Annihilation, taking Tuoba Yan along, and using the Flying Immortal Swordsmanship to speed toward Mist Sea Volcano Island as mentioned by Lan Yuhuang.

…

About half a day later, Ling Feng and Tuoba Yan finally arrived ten miles from Mist Sea Volcano Island.

“Is that Mist Sea Volcano Island?”

In the distance, Ling Feng spotted a small island enveloped in mist, lying quietly on the sea’s surface, entirely obscured by dense vapor, hiding its true appearance.

Tuoba Yan wrinkled her delicate nose, “Hey, your Miss Lan didn’t set you up, did she? This Mist Sea Volcano Island feels rather unsettling—a potential death trap!”

Ling Feng smiled lightly, “I bear her no grudge. Why would she harm me? Besides, Ling Feng isn’t easily harmed. However, this place is indeed unusual—the scorching mist can even block my Divine Sense perception!”

Not just Divine Sense, under this fog cover, even Unlimited Vision seems nearly useless, raising Ling Feng’s caution further.