The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 877: Battle with a King-Tier Expert
Chapter 877: Battle with a King-Tier Expert
"Ridiculous!"
Demonic Jiao Prince's eyes flashed coldly. "Do you even know who you're speaking to? Even Yan Jinghong of your Tianbai Empire isn't qualified to order me around!"
"Yan Jinghong?" Ling Feng sneered. "That guy's trash!"
"Hahahaha!" The prince burst into laughter. "Normally, I might've spared you just for that. But you killed my men and dared covet my Lingxu Spring. Today, you die!"
Ling Feng shrugged. "Don't say I didn't warn you. There's a Void Colossal Beast lurking below. If you want a fight, let's take it back up top."
"You expect me to believe that nonsense?"
Demonic Jiao Prince snorted and turned to Nightmare. "Control your puppet. I want to enjoy a good show of humans killing each other!"
"Yes!" Nightmare grinned coldly.
At his command, Cao Meng finally moved.
Under Nightmare's control, Cao Meng knew no fear, no pain—only battle. He could unleash a hundred and twenty percent of his true power.
A king-tier expert, fighting at full strength?
Ling Feng stood no chance.
Yet, he had no choice but to fight.
The others?
Useless!
"Shattering Stars!"
Cao Meng roared, slamming his palm down. Streaks of starlight flickered in the air as an overwhelming force crushed downward.
This strike was like a meteor's descent—as if it could truly shatter stars and crush moons!
Ling Feng's expression darkened.
A King-tier expert was still a King-tier expert, after all.
In raw power, Ling Feng couldn't even match the Demonic Jiao Prince, let alone Cao Meng.
BOOM—!
The sky lit up as if a comet had streaked across it. The void trembled, and the cliff face split open—a hundred-zhang-long fissure tore through the rock, racing toward Ling Feng like a blade of destruction.
Sweat beaded on Ling Feng's forehead.
Had he dodged even a fraction slower, he'd have been torn apart.
Luckily, his Boundless Sword Steps excelled in agility. Against a brute-force fighter like Cao Meng, he could still evade—for now.
"Hehe, let's see how long you can keep dodging!"
Demonic Jiao Prince smirked, glancing at Xue Ji as if mocking her: This is the 'strong expert' you feared?
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Under Nightmare's control, Cao Meng unleashed wave after wave of relentless attacks, showcasing the true might of a king-tier expert.
Gradually, Ling Feng began to falter.
"General Ling!"
Bai Yuan and Wang Chuanjia held their breaths, not daring to blink.
Everyone knew—if Ling Feng fell, they all died.
"Bad guy..."
Jiang Biyi clenched her fists, worry flashing in her eyes. Ling Feng was starting to get hit.
Unnoticed by anyone, the Jade Void Ring hidden in her robes began to glow faintly.
Crash!
Another Starburst Fist landed.
Ling Feng reacted a hair too late. A streak of starlight exploded against his chest, shredding his clothes and scorching his flesh black.
"Cough—!"
Blood sprayed from his lips as his expression turned graver.
Surviving this long under a king-tier expert's full assault was already a feat to be proud of.
"Marvelous! Simply marvelous! Hahaha!"
The prince laughed coldly, reveling in the spectacle. He loved watching humans slaughter each other—loved the feeling of absolute control.
Ling Feng, meanwhile, was searching for an opening.
His Void Touch could only immobilize one target at a time. Against the prince, the effect might last a mere three breaths.
He had to get close enough.
That was his only chance to turn the tables.
But the sheer might of a king-tier expert was pushing him to despair.
"Falling Galaxy!"
Seizing the advantage, "Cao Meng" pressed the attack, giving Ling Feng no room to breathe. His fists rained down like collapsing constellations.
BOOM—!
The entire cliff trembled. Boulders rained from above as if the very stars were crumbling under this strike.
Ling Feng felt a force so terrifying it defied comprehension!
A king-tier expert is still a king-tier expert!
No matter how many trump cards he had, he was still too weak in the face of this power!
At the critical moment, Ling Feng abandoned all caution.
Both his sword wills erupted as the Five Element Ring converted all his true qi into fire-attribute true qi.
"Scorching—Sky Blaze!"
Hum—!
The void shuddered. A scorching wave erupted as a hundred-zhang-long flaming sword slash tore across the heavens!
One sword strike—and the world trembled!
The abyss quaked. Mountains split. Earth shattered!
A finger! A fist!
In the depths of the Abyss of Death, they collided with an apocalyptic force.
The shockwave shook the skies, dispersing the abyss's malevolent energy for miles around!
A crimson sword scar burned across the cliff face.
A monstrous fist imprint cratered the stone.
"Cough—!"
Ling Feng was sent flying, blood gushing from his mouth as he crashed to the ground.
Cao Meng, meanwhile, merely staggered slightly—his iron fist now marred by a thin, sword-carved wound.
But against all odds...
Ling Feng had survived a full-force strike from a king-tier expert!
And he'd even drawn blood!
"Bad guy! Bad guy! Are you okay?!"
Jiang Biyi rushed to Ling Feng's side. His lips were stained red, his face deathly pale. He barely remained standing, leaning heavily on the Eradicator of Realms.
But anyone could see—his body was shaking!
Blocking that punch had pushed him to his absolute limit.
"What kind of monster is this guy?!"
Demonic Jiao Prince's face twitched.
A Pulse Formation Realm cultivator, trading blows with a king-tier expert?!
In overall strength, Ling Feng might not match him—but that sword strike's explosive power was something even he couldn't rival.
Is this guy really just Pulse Formation Realm?
A chill ran down the prince's spine.
This man cannot be allowed to live. If he grows, he'll become the demon race's greatest enemy!
"Nightmare! Quit dawdling! Make that puppet kill him! Kill! Kill! KILL!!!"
The prince's roar was laced with something unexpected—fear.
He didn't dare attack Ling Feng himself, terrified of being dragged down with him.
If Ling Feng unleashed another strike like that...
There was at least a sixty percent chance they'd die together!