Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

”Hold on!”

The Golden Flood Dragon Young Master’s face darkened, and he coldly stared at Ling Feng, speaking in a chilly tone, ”I, too, have not yet reached the Saint Level, boy. I, the Young Master, will personally face you!”

”Tsk, tsk, tsk, I told you so.”

Ling Feng shrugged, sneering, ”If your Demon Clan could keep promises, even pigs would climb trees!”

”You!”

The Golden Flood Dragon Young Master was so angry his teeth ached, clenching his fists and saying, ”When have I ever gone back on my word? I simply found it thrilling and wanted to challenge you! As for the matter of the map fragment, since I’ve said it, I won’t go back on my word!”

”Challenge?”

Ling Feng raised his sword eyebrows, withdrew his long sword, and said indifferently, ”Sorry, I’m not interested!”

”Why?” The Golden Flood Dragon Young Master glared at Ling Feng furiously, hating him as he spoke, ”What? Are you scared?”

”No reason, I just don’t like bullying those with inadequate health!”

After saying that, Ling Feng leaped off the platform.

In fact, during the previous battle, Ling Feng had recklessly depleted all his Swallowing Flame and most of his Elemental Power; now, he was merely a spent force.

If they were to fight, dealing with this Golden Flood Dragon Young Master wouldn’t be an easy outcome.

Anyway, his purpose was achieved, so Ling Feng saw no need to waste time with the Demon Clan’s Young Master.

If a battle is necessary, I’ll accompany the fight when I return to peak condition!

”Remember this!”

The Golden Flood Dragon Young Master coldly stared at Ling Feng’s back, clenched his fists tightly, and said loudly, ”Tomorrow morning, I will surely bring the remaining two map fragments! Let’s go!”

Following the Young Master’s command, all the Demon Clan members quickly departed. This fellow was smart; most of the Demon Clan’s geniuses were seriously injured and needed a day to recover.

”Brother, we owe you a great deal this time!”

Hai Qinglan smiled. Given his nature, he actually took the initiative to express his appreciation to Ling Feng.

If not for Ling Feng’s unexpected intervention, he would have had to hand over the last map fragment as agreed, and yield the opportunities in the Blood Road Secret Realm.

Although he had some rapport with Muu God Monarch, the latter acted capriciously and unpredictably, not adhering to logical norms, only following personal whims.

Since Muu God Monarch stated he wouldn’t intervene, he naturally wouldn’t interfere.

If the Human Clan had truly been defeated by the Demon Clan, he certainly wouldn’t have intervened.

Ling Feng nodded slightly and said indifferently, ”With the foreign race at the doorstep, all Human Clan should resist with all their might!”

”Well said!”

Zhuge Qingtian also strode forward, laughing, ”Little friend Ling Feng, compared to half a month ago, your strength has soared again! Your battle with Dongfang Chun should be easily won.”

Ling Feng smiled without responding; Dongfang Chun was merely a stepping stone on his path to greatness.

As for Zhuge Wan’er, who followed Zhuge Qingtian, her gaze at Ling Feng had slightly changed, seemingly lacking the previous defiance, replaced by a hint of shy admiration.

Since ancient times, beauties have loved heroes, and today Ling Feng, representing the Human Clan, had managed to restore pride, earning the title of youth hero.

In fact, not only Zhuge Wan’er but several female Martial Artists present showed a slight hint of admiration when looking at Ling Feng.

”Hey! Kid, you stole quite the spotlight earlier!”

The scent of soft fragrance wafted in, and without looking, Ling Feng knew that it was Yeu Junyao approaching.

”Thanks to your translation of the Sword Manual.”

Ling Feng smiled slightly at Yeu Junyao; indeed, without the Wind-Crushing Sword Technique paired with his Swallowing Flame, defeating those dozen Demon Clan geniuses would have required more effort.

”Hmph!”

Yeu Junyao raised her proud head, displaying a ”you understand now” expression, looking quite smug and saying, ”At least you have some conscience!”

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, bid farewell to Zhuge Qingtian and the others, then found a quieter corner and sat down cross-legged.

Earlier in the battle, the Blood Road Inn had become ruins, but once the Blood Road Secret Realm opened, the inn would no longer be necessary.

In the camp of the Dragon Sword Mansion, Wenren Zhan looked on with hostility; the might of Ling Feng was evident in his memory, but it was precisely because of Ling Feng’s strength that he felt ashamed and bitter!

”Hmph!”

Wenren Zhan snorted coldly, tightly clenching his fist, gritting his teeth.

Ling Feng earned the opportunity for the Human Clan to enter the Blood-colored Ancient Road, but Wenren Zhan, instead of being grateful, felt jealousy over Ling Feng’s strength.

In his view, Ling Feng’s appearance had stolen the spotlight that originally belonged to him!

”When I obtain the opportunities in the Blood Road Secret Realm, given time, I must publicly defeat you and show you who the true strong one is!”

Wenren Zhan snorted coldly, retracting the killing intent in his eyes, starting to fantasize about his reversal of fortune after seizing the secret realm’s opportunities.

But unfortunately, fantasies remain mere fantasies.

However, Ye Tiannan from Tianchuan Sword Mansion was grateful to Ling Feng and even took the initiative to thank him.

Sometimes, the gap between people is indeed greater than the gap between people and dogs.

For example, a person like Wenren Zhan isn’t even as good as a dog.

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This night was destined to be a long one, with all Human Warriors unable to sleep.

”Hoo...”

Ling Feng slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air; the physical strength and energy consumed from the battle during the day were finally fully recovered.

When he slowly opened his eyes, he found an elderly man standing in front of him, somewhat hunched, with sharp eyes scrutinizing him from head to toe, as if trying to see through him completely.

And this old man was none other than Muu God Monarch.

Ling Feng was startled; with his sensing power, to be so close yet completely unaware?

At this moment, Muu God Monarch had reverted to his gaunt elder form, hands behind his back, smiling at Ling Feng. Seeing Ling Feng open his eyes, he chuckled, ”Yo, kid, you’re awake?”

”Young Ling Feng greets Senior!”

Ling Feng quickly got up and bowed respectfully to Muu God Monarch.

”Heh heh, what senior?” Muu God Monarch chuckled, ”Let’s discuss something?”

”Permission to speak freely, Senior.”

Ling Feng awkwardly smiled and glanced aside, seeing Chu Chaonan seeming to mouth something toward him, although only mouthing without sound.

From the lip movements, it seemed to convey: never easily agree to the old man’s any requests!

Ling Feng understood; the Muu God Monarch, while formidable, was not some immortal-like senior expert, acting unpredictably.

His previous handling of the Demon Clan’s issue indicated as much.

Even the Saint-level experts from the Three Great Sword Mansions dared not approach and converse without Muu God Monarch’s consent.