The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 1550: Void Witch Spirit

"This idiot!"

When the Fourth Prince Mo Yan saw Ling Feng get taken down by Yan Jinghong so quickly, his pupils shrank and he cursed under his breath. Just to save a few old men, he actually gave up the perfect chance to defeat Yan Jinghong. Truly stupid beyond belief.

In the Fourth Prince's eyes, the best outcome would have been Ling Feng and Yan Jinghong injuring each other so he could reap the benefits.

But now, Ling Feng had not caused Yan Jinghong any damage at all. Instead, he had become Yan Jinghong's dog.

With Yan Jinghong's strength, plus Ling Feng as his puppet, wiping out the Northwestern Army and the Southern Army would be effortless.

From now on, there would likely be no one left in the empire who could threaten Yan Jinghong.

As for himself, the puppet emperor, he would probably remain nothing more than a puppet. Once Yan Jinghong finished eliminating the rebels in the empire and no longer had any concerns, the moment he lost his usefulness, his death would likely follow.

Li Qingling, the Blood Sword Heavenly Lord, also frowned slightly. Ling Feng being subdued so easily was something he had never expected.

However, why had Ling Feng suddenly become so easy to deal with? Back when he and Lin Canglang fought Ling Feng together, they had exhausted every trick and scheme but still failed to harm Ling Feng in the slightest. Now that Yan Jinghong had become his ally, Ling Feng suddenly seemed so weak?

So the reason they could not deal with Ling Feng before was not because Ling Feng was too strong, but because his teammates were too weak?

He shook his head and pushed those thoughts aside. Based on his long experience opposing Ling Feng, everything felt too smooth. So smooth that it felt abnormal.

"Hahaha! From now on, there is no one in the Tianbai Empire who can threaten me! Everyone rise. The wedding continues!"

Yan Jinghong laughed loudly and reached out to grab Yue Yunlan to continue the wedding ceremony. But the moment he extended his right hand, a streak of lightning suddenly flashed through the air. His pupils contracted and he quickly stepped back several paces.

Then the lightning condensed into a human figure. The figure wrapped an arm around Yue Yunlan's slender waist, leapt into the air, and carried her up into the sky.

"Miss Yue, are you alright?"

A gentle and familiar voice sounded beside her ear. Yue Yunlan's beautiful eyes trembled slightly as she looked at the man holding her waist. Her body stiffened instantly.

This man was Ling Feng.

Her heart, which had already fallen into despair, suddenly came back to life. Her eyes filled with excitement, as if she had countless things she wanted to say to him.

Ling Feng casually unsealed her pressure points and helped her land on the roof of a palace. He said calmly, "Miss Yue, we can talk after I deal with Yan Jinghong. Don't worry. Sect Leader Yue is in a very safe place."

Yue Yunlan nodded heavily, bit her lip, and after holding back countless words, she only said one sentence.

"Mr. Ling, you must be careful."

"Haha, don't worry."

Ling Feng smiled casually, patted her shoulder lightly, then leapt into the sky again. Looking through the huge hole above the main hall, he laughed loudly.

"Yan Jinghong, surprised? Unexpected?"

"This... how is this possible?"

Yan Jinghong trembled and stared at the Ling Feng who was still being controlled by the Devil's Wheel of Seven Emotions. His fists clenched tightly.

Whether it was aura or appearance, everything about that person was clearly Ling Feng.

Could it be that Ling Feng had learned some kind of clone technique? And a clone identical to the original body?

Inside the great hall, all the ministers were stunned. The Ling Feng who had just been controlled was actually a fake.

"To be honest, there was quite a bit of luck involved in this."

Ling Feng raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly.

When Ling Feng had returned to the human world using the Realm-Piercing Shuttle, he had nothing better to do, so he kept summoning void beings, hoping to get lucky and summon a Great Saint level void creature.

However, after summoning seven or eight times in a row, he finally gave up on that extremely unlikely event.

Each of those summons was weaker than the first void creature he had summoned, the Void Eye Vilz. They even seemed to be getting weaker each time. The weakest one was just an ordinary void spirit that he could easily kill with a single punch.

After realizing how unstable the Void Eye summoning ability was, Ling Feng decided that if he ever summoned Vilz again, or a void being of similar strength, he would immediately form a devil pet contract.

This time, however, he summoned a void being called a Void Witch Spirit.

This Void Witch Spirit, named Yorick, had absolutely no combat ability. But it allowed Ling Feng to discover something incredible. By using a small portion of soul essence source, it could perfectly copy a duplicate identical to the original body, with the same abilities and the same power.

In theory, as long as it could obtain a strand of soul essence source, even an immortal dao expert could be copied. The only limitation was that the duration would be very short.

After discovering this heaven-defying ability, Ling Feng immediately formed a devil pet contract with Yorick. From then on, whenever he summoned void beings, he could only summon Yorick.

Although Yorick could not fight, this copying ability was simply heaven-defying.

After returning to the human world, Ling Feng discovered that he had appeared outside the capital of the Tianbai Empire. His luck was not bad since he had not been teleported too far away.

Very quickly, he learned that today was the day Yan Jinghong was marrying Yue Yunlan. That meant he had no choice but to show himself. But he also knew that Yan Cangtian, Deng Xian, and the others were still in Yan Jinghong's hands. If he exposed himself, Yan Jinghong would definitely use the hostages to threaten him and might even prepare a trap for him to walk into.

So, to be safe, Ling Feng had the Void Witch Spirit create a copy of him in advance.

Therefore, Yan Jinghong's plan had indeed succeeded. He had controlled a Ling Feng. But once the Void Witch Spirit cancelled its ability, that controlled Ling Feng would naturally disappear without a trace.

"Yorick, you can disperse my clone now."

Ling Feng called softly. Behind him, a demonic shadow holding a scythe appeared.

The shadow nodded and spoke in a chanting tone, "As you command, my master."

After speaking, it swung the scythe lightly toward the fake Ling Feng below. The body of that Ling Feng gradually became transparent, then disappeared completely in the blink of an eye.

"Well then, Yan Jinghong, after all your careful planning, you only destroyed one of my clones."

Ling Feng stared coldly at Yan Jinghong and spoke word by word.

"Yan Jinghong, I would like to see what other tricks you still have."