Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

”Kid, this snake head belongs to our Iron Blood Hunting Team. If you’re smart, back off obediently, or face the consequences!”

At that moment, four or five men clad in armor and wielding large blades surrounded him, their eyes fixed on the last remaining snake head of the Thousand Mountain Python, greed gleaming in their eyes.

Although the fangs of the Thousand Mountain Python had been taken by Zhou Xuantong, the remaining parts were still quite valuable, and the skull’s bones, extremely tough, were excellent materials for forging weapons and armor.

Clearly, the Iron Blood Hunting Team members already regarded the snake head as their own possession.

Seeing Ling Feng not only unperturbed but also cutting open the skin of the snake head nonchalantly, the leader of the Iron Blood Hunting Team frowned and sternly glared at Ling Feng, speaking coldly, ”Kid, I advise you not to ruin yourself!”

Ling Feng continued to use the Eight Desolate Body Forging Technique to absorb the wisp of essence blood from the forehead of the Thousand Mountain Python. He turned around, glanced at the five men, and finally focused on the leader, calmly asking, ”Since when did this snake head become yours?”

This snake head was dispatched by Zhou Xuantong, an East Spirit Immortal Pond disciple; in any case, it wasn’t up to them, the Iron Blood Hunting Team.

”Because I say so!”

The leader of the Iron Blood Hunting Team’s eyes were filled with rage, and he said coldly, ”Brat, I’ve given you a chance, yet you didn’t cherish it. Now, die! Second and Third, kill him!”

”Ke ke ke—”

Beside the leader, two men grinned and stepped forward, their eyes gleaming with sinister light.

”Kid, you asked for it!”

The Second Brother of the Iron Blood Hunting Team flicked his long blade, and his figure instantly shot out, though merely a loose cultivator, his movement technique was quite fast.

Unfortunately, their opponent was Ling Feng!

”Zheng!”

With a flash of sword light, before anyone could understand what was happening, suddenly, a head soared into the sky. The Second Brother’s body retained its dashing posture, but his head was gone.

Pfft!

Blood splattered!

When everyone realized that the Second Brother was decapitated, a chill swept up from the depths of their hearts.

”Se... Second Brother!”

The remaining four members of the Iron Blood Hunting Team were all wide-eyed, utterly unable to believe their eyes.

A mere casual slash had instantly killed the Second Brother!

Who on earth was this young man?

”Scram!”

Ling Feng coldly spat out a word, not inclined to pursue them to the end.

In an instant, the members of the Iron Blood Hunting Team shivered all over, fleeing frantically as if granted amnesty.

They dared not provoke this Evil God any longer, lest they end up like the Second Brother!

”Hmm?”

Zhou Xuantong, who was watching Xue Ren from afar, suddenly noticed Ling Feng’s sword and squinted, seemingly interested in Ling Feng’s swordsmanship.

Similarly, Xue Ren seemed to notice Ling Feng’s presence. Unlike Zhou Xuantong, Xue Ren had seen Ling Feng’s portrait before and recognized him at a glance.

After all, Ling Feng was the target this time, and he allegedly possessed two Five Emperor Seals!

”He’s here too?”

Xue Ren cracked a grin. Now, among the possible holders of the Five Emperor Seals, were Zhou Xuantong of East Spirit Immortal Pond, Elder Luo of Yunluo Sacred Land, those two Demon Clan prodigies, and Ling Feng.

Of course, he could never have imagined that all the remaining Five Emperor Seals were in Ling Feng’s possession alone.

Meanwhile, the people from Yunluo Sacred Land had also arrived.

When they returned to the place where Ling Feng and Xue Hong had clashed earlier, they found the area left in ruins; neither Ling Feng nor Blood Letter Killer had any trace left.

Yue HuaQin was worried about Ling Feng’s safety, wanted to search for him but didn’t know where to start.

Elder Luo analyzed that even if Ling Feng was captured, the Blood Shadow Alliance wouldn’t kill him directly, so Ling Feng still had a considerable chance to survive.

Upon hearing Elder Luo’s words, Yue HuaQin was somewhat relieved, and the group continued to delve deeper into Wind Howling Forest, seeking the Blood Shadow Alliance assassins and tracking Ling Feng.

Just when they suddenly sensed the commotion from the Thousand Mountain Python battle, they hurried over.

By the time they arrived, the battle had basically concluded, and the scene was a chaotic mess.

Yue HuaQin continually searched among the crowd and finally saw the face she’d been concerned about beside the giant python’s corpse.

”Junior Brother Ling!”

Yue HuaQin immediately ran towards Ling Feng.

”Hmm?”

Hearing someone calling him, Ling Feng turned around to see Yue HuaQin rushing over. Before he could react, Yue HuaQin was already in his arms, the impact almost knocking him over.

”Uh...”

Ling Feng was slightly stunned and wanted to push the woman out of his arms, but found Yue HuaQin’s body slightly trembling.

She was actually sobbing in his embrace.

”Junior Brother Ling, I... I thought you... boo hoo...”

Yue HuaQin leaned against Ling Feng’s chest, almost crying uncontrollably, ”Thank goodness you’re alright, I’m so relieved!”

”...”

Ling Feng’s heart softened, he couldn’t bear to push her away. He gently patted Yue HuaQin’s back and comforted her with a smile, ”Sorry, after escaping danger, I didn’t come for you first, worrying you, Senior Sister.”

At this moment, Elder Luo and his team approached.

”Hahaha, I believe you are the young friend Ling Feng who won first in the Sunset Chosen One.” Elder Luo smiled cheerfully at Ling Feng, then looked at Yue HuaQin, a hint of teasing flashing in his eyes.

”Hehe, I guess you must be Elder Luo.”

Ling Feng shook his head with a wry smile, unable to salute Elder Luo because of Yue HuaQin.

Hearing Elder Luo’s voice, Yue HuaQin realized her faux pas, blushed, and quickly left Ling Feng’s embrace, still lowering her head, unsure of how to respond.

However, the other Yunluo Sacred Land disciples looked at Ling Feng with unfriendly expressions.

After all, Yue HuaQin was the Goddess in countless Yunluo Sacred Land disciples’ hearts, and yet Ling Feng had ”snatched her away.”

Especially Duan Tianya, who looked like he’d swallowed a fly, angrily gripping his fists, silently cursing: this damned bastard, how is he still not dead!

Feeling Duan Tianya’s extremely hostile gaze, Ling Feng instead met it head-on.

His eyes carried a warning.

Duan Tianya had attempted to take advantage of others’ misfortunes, intending to make a move on Yue HuaQin when she was unconscious, which Ling Feng saw clearly.

If not for others being present, Ling Feng would have done more than just warn—he’d have sliced him with a sword!

Under Ling Feng’s gaze, Duan Tianya instantly felt guilty, secretly wondering: Could it be this guy discovered that incident?