Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

”You’re too arrogant!”

Yiu Qianshan snorted coldly, and in the next moment, his figure had already flashed, taking a big step directly to appear three steps away from Ling Feng.

”Your speed is pretty fast.”

Ling Feng laughed nonchalantly, ”I wonder how your strength compares to the Netherworld Sub-Dragon?”

”Roar!”

Instantly, a high-pitched Dragon Roar was heard, and a huge and fierce Netherworld Sub-Dragon appeared out of nowhere beside Ling Feng.

As for his own strength, he must admit that compared to the late-stage Heavenly Destiny Realm Great Emperors, he still has quite a gap.

However, he is not fighting alone now.

Yiu Qianshan’s eyelids twitched, remembering that when inside the Five Emperors Treasure Vault, there was indeed a Netherworld Sub-Dragon following Ling Feng!

”Take them down!”

Ling Feng pointed ahead, and the Netherworld Sub-Dragon nodded, with sinister Ghost Fire flickering in its eyes.

It was currently quite angry, and was just looking for a place to vent!

”Ignorant fool, daring to provoke my new master, all of you will die!”

The Netherworld Sub-Dragon opened its mouth and directly spewed out a breath of Netherworld Fire, sweeping towards Yiu Qianshan.

”Damn, how can it be so strong!”

Yiu Qianshan was shocked, the Netherworld Sub-Dragon had a bloodline suppression on him, coupled with Little Ming’s strength, it was at Peak Emperor Level, unrivaled below the Semi-Saint!

This was purely a crushing situation!

”Ah!—”

Accompanied by a scream, Yiu Qianshan was turned into Ashes in that Sea of Fire.

”Hehehe! Master, how many should I kill?”

The Netherworld Sub-Dragon bared its claws, sensing the expressions of fear from everyone around, it finally found its sense of existence.

This fear, this is the correct expression humans should have when facing such a noble Divine Beast as myself!

”Kill them all, leave none alive!”

Ling Feng snorted coldly, his ruthless words seemed to announce the death of everyone.

”Alright, received orders!”

The Netherworld Sub-Dragon raised its head and roared, its wings flapped, stirring up an extremely violent storm.

”Humph humph, you have three breaths to get out, otherwise, you will all die! Three! Two!...”

Ling Feng raised three fingers, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, his domineering and disdainful gaze causing everyone’s heart to shudder.

Those Martial Artists who eyed the Five Emperors Inheritance, seeing Yiu Qianshan instantly die miserably, dared not stay a moment longer and scattered in panic.

Even Lion Sky Mad, furious to the extreme, did not dare to remain. The Netherworld Sub-Dragon could instantly kill Yiu Qianshan, wanting to kill him was no harder than squashing an ant.

As for Zhou Xuantong, he gave Ling Feng a meaningful glance before turning and leaving.

Before Ling Feng even finished counting three breaths, almost everyone had fled cleanly, leaving no one behind.

”Consider yourselves fast runners!”

The Netherworld Sub-Dragon snorted coldly, retracting its massive wings, turning back to grin at Ling Feng, ”How did I do, Master? Not bad, right?”

”Hmm, just right.”

Ling Feng nodded, compared to the Despicable Donkey and Zi Feng, the Netherworld Sub-Dragon could be considered a competent assistant.

”Hehe!”

The Netherworld Sub-Dragon grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, smiling broadly, ”So when will you take off this Demon Ring from my neck, Master? Rest assured, I’ll definitely behave!”

”Hehe!”

Ling Feng rolled his eyes, knowing the intentions of this creature well. Even though it wouldn’t turn against him due to the Yellow Emperor, if the Shura Magic Ring was removed, this creature would undoubtedly run away.

For now, the strength of the Peak Emperor Level Netherworld Sub-Dragon is a huge asset for him, and he certainly wouldn’t let it go easily.

”Little Ming, when I no longer need you, you’ll regain your freedom.”

Ling Feng smiled faintly at the Netherworld Sub-Dragon before retrieving it into the Five Elements Heavenly Palace.

”What a Netherworld Sub-Dragon!”

Zhao Mingcheng squinted his eyes, a flash of admiration in his eyes, but quickly returned to normal.

As for Elder Luo, he secretly rejoiced, grateful he had not let greed cloud his judgment; otherwise, if he tried to seize Ling Feng, his corpse would likely be among those lying on the ground.

”Junior Brother Ling!”

Yuee HuaQin came over with a face full of surprise, she had noticed the Netherworld Sub-Dragon earlier but never expected this large Black Dragon to be so formidable.

”Senior Sister Yuee.”

Ling Feng nodded slightly towards Yuee HuaQin, pondered for a moment, and then slowly said, ”Senior Sister Yuee, this trip to the Five Emperors Treasure Vault was not entirely fruitless. There was actually another vault with numerous treasures stored inside, according to the agreement with the Eastern Splendor Saint Emperor, thirty percent of them belong to Yunluo Sacred Land. I’ll hand this portion over to you, and you can pass it to the Saint Emperor on my behalf.”

With that, Ling Feng activated his Space Spirit Ring, dividing thirty percent of the treasures he had collected from the Netherworld Sub-Dragon into a heap resembling a small mountain.

Most of these were treasures suitable for Yunluo Sacred Land disciples with wind, water, and ice attributes, which should be quite a gain for Yunluo Sacred Land.

Yuee HuaQin looked incredulously at the pile of dazzling treasures, but soon withdrew her gaze, biting her silver teeth with some disappointment, ”Ling... Ling Junior Brother, won’t you return with me?”

”No, I have some matters to attend to. When I have time in the future, I will certainly visit Yunluo Sacred Land and see Senior Sister Yue and the Saint Emperor!”

After saying that, Ling Feng cupped his fist in salute to Yuee HuaQin, then glanced at Elder Luo, with a hint of warning in his eyes.

He deliberately mentioned the Eastern Splendor Saint Emperor multiple times to make Elder Luo understand his stance and not be blinded by greed.

Elder Luo smiled bitterly, it seemed that his previous behavior made Ling Feng somewhat distrust him.

Having handled everything, Ling Feng finally looked at the Wind Origin City Lord Zhao, nodded slightly and said, ”City Lord Zhao, now, shouldn’t we clarify some matters between us? May I borrow a moment of your time?”

”Hehe!”

Zhao Mingcheng shook his head and laughed, ”Alright! Let’s go and have a talk!”

With that, Zhao Mingcheng flew up, alongside Ling Feng, heading north.

”Junior Brother Ling...”

Yuee HuaQin watched Ling Feng’s disappearing figure, clenching her pink fists. In her heart, she had a premonition, perhaps the next time they meet, Ling Feng would be someone she could only look up to...

...

About seven and a half minutes later, Ling Feng stopped on top of a tree canopy.

Zhao Mingcheng naturally halted beside Ling Feng, leaning lazily against the trunk, ”Ling Feng, ask whatever you want.”

”Why did the Jiuli Divine Race people come to me?”

Ling Feng stared at Zhao Mingcheng, with a trace of vigilance in his eyes.

”Wrong, it’s not the Jiuli Divine Race looking for you, but me finding you.”

Zhao Mingcheng shrugged and said lightly, ”Of course, I’m just entrusted by someone. Originally, I just wanted to check your current situation and see if I could help, but now, it seems you’re outstanding, not inferior to some Divine Race offspring! In a place like the Eastern Spirit Domain, you’ll surely rise and hold a position, dominating a region.”

”Entrusted by someone? Who? Qianxue? Has she returned?”

Ling Feng’s eyes flashed with excitement.

”Ahem, not her. But with your current strength, she might be interested in meeting you. You should follow me to Fungyuan City, and discuss any issues face-to-face, I’m merely a messenger.”

Zhao Mingcheng said helplessly.

”Alright, I’ll go with you to Fungyuan City! No time to lose, let’s move now!”

Ling Feng immediately nodded, as the matter involved Mu Qianxue, he couldn’t help but be attentive. Besides, even if returning to the East Spirit Immortal Pond, he could use Fungyuan City’s Teleportation Array, he had to visit Fungyuan City.