Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

”Where on earth did this Ling Feng come from? He looks so young, how can he have such strength?”

”Perhaps he’s been seized and reincarnated by some old monster; even though he looks young, he’s actually an old monster who’s lived two lives.”

”Haha, you never know!”

...

The next level, the Ten Directions Sword Formation!

This level undoubtedly plunged Ling Feng into a fierce battle.

But it didn’t keep Ling Feng trapped for too long.

Crack!

Under the burst of Dragon Elephant Divine Power, the neck of that Sword Puppet was directly shattered.

The Ten Directions Sword Formation, missing one corner, naturally lost much of its power.

About half an hour later, Ling Feng finally exterminated all the Sword Puppets.

With a flash of brilliance, Ling Feng’s figure reappeared on the Seventh Floor of the Sky-reaching Sword Tower.

”It’s lit up, it’s lit up! The crystal on the Seventh Floor is lit up!”

Suddenly, someone saw the crystal of the Sky-reaching Sword Tower light up and shouted.

Having thought Ling Feng was trapped on the Sixth Level for so long, they figured he would give up soon, who could have imagined he actually succeeded!

”Oh my god, the first time and he made it to the Seventh Floor?”

”He won’t try to pass the Seventh Floor as well, will he?”

A group of Du Yue Heaven Palace students were all gasping in shock.

”This is insane! Even among the Ten Strongest, not many can pass the Seventh Floor!”

”I wonder if this lad dares to bet on himself, fifty million Contribution Points—if he passes, that’s a hundred million!”

”Are you all crazy? A newcomer like him, where would he get fifty million Contribution Points!”

”How outdated is your information! That’s Ling Feng. On his first day at Du Yue Heaven Palace, he crippled Wei Xuantong, the ninth rank among the Ten Strongest, and even demanded tens of millions in compensation in return!”

”Compensation?” The martial artist who asked was taken aback, ”They said Wei Xuantong was crippled, but why compensation?”

”I was there at the time. Let me tell you, this Ling Feng is really something!”

...

While the martial artist was endlessly recounting Ling Feng’s ”glorious deeds,” Ling Feng had already arrived at the Seventh Floor of the Sky-reaching Sword Tower.

The Seventh Floor Sword Tower, known as the Eighteen Constellation Sword Formation, nearly doubled the number of puppets.

And this wasn’t the most terrifying part; the terrifying part was that each Sword Puppet had its own Sword Domain.

In other words, he was about to face eighteen Sword Domain powerhouses, who were working together to form a sword formation.

”This is a bit too much...”

Ling Feng secretly wiped his sweat; he had long had some conjectures about the difficulty of the Seventh Floor, but to this extent, it was truly beyond his expectations.

Just then, a flash of light appeared in front of him, and a ray of gold coalesced into the form of an old man, walking forward slowly.

”First-time challengers of the Seventh Floor can bet fifty million Contribution Points. Succeeding in the tower will yield one hundred million Contribution Points. This is a one-time opportunity. Do you wish to place a bet?”

The old man’s eyes looked extremely void and lacked much human emotion. The West Sword Domain experts ultimately focus on cultivation of the Sword Dao, and their research into the Divine Soul is relatively shallow.

”A one-time opportunity? Of course, I’ll bet!”

Ling Feng nodded. After all, those Contribution Points were earned through trickery. He wasn’t the least bit distressed.

”Good.”

The old man made a slight gesture with his finger, and the Identity Token hanging at Ling Feng’s waist automatically levitated. With a flash of ghostly light, fifty million Contribution Points were directly deducted.

”You may rest for a moment here. Stepping into the light circle is considered the beginning of the formation challenge.”

The old man reminded him, then his body turned into specks of golden light, disappearing within the Sword Tower space.