The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 1551: Crushing Power

"Ling Feng!"

Yan Jinghong's eyes turned blood red as he stared at Ling Feng. All his careful planning had just collapsed like a bubble.

"Yan Jinghong, if you have any more tricks, use them now. Today is the day you die!"

Around Ling Feng, his vitality surged like a raging tide. The power of fifty Dragon-Elephant Divine Strength erupted at once. A terrifying gale formed around him, sweeping through the sky and earth, as if the world itself had changed color.

"Ling Feng, do you really think I am afraid of you?"

Yan Jinghong shot into the sky. His bright red robe exploded apart as demonic qi wrapped around his body. He turned into a streak of black light and tore across the sky.

Below, the ministers rushed out of the great hall and only dared to watch from afar. Ling Feng and Yan Jinghong had once fought a life and death battle on the Royal Sword Team tournament stage. Now half a year had passed, and both of them had already surpassed the highest level of the Tianbai Empire. No one could say who would win this battle.

Would Yan Jinghong wash away his past humiliation and defeat Ling Feng?

Or would Ling Feng suppress Yan Jinghong again and crush him underfoot?

Everyone held their breath. From a personal standpoint, although they had submitted to Yan Jinghong's tyranny, it did not mean they truly wanted him as their ruler. Those ministers who had dared to oppose him had all met miserable ends. They did not want to follow the fate of Yue Zhonglian and the others, so they had no choice but to submit.

Perhaps only the Yan clan members truly supported Yan Jinghong and hoped he would defeat Ling Feng and continue ruling the empire.

"Fight! Hahaha! It would be best if both of you end up badly injured!"

The puppet emperor Mo Yan watched with burning eyes. If Ling Feng and Yan Jinghong both ended up half dead, he would be the one who benefited the most.

After all, he was a member of the Tianbai imperial family and the rightful emperor.

If Yan Jinghong died, the person most qualified to rule the empire would naturally be him.

Even Li Qingling, the Blood Sword Heavenly Lord, had similar thoughts. Yan Jinghong's strength had already surpassed him by far, and with his ambition, he would never be willing to remain under Yan Jinghong forever.

High in the sky, one black and one red, two fields of light faced each other like opposing forces.

Devouring Flame burned fiercely around Ling Feng, while demonic qi surged endlessly around Yan Jinghong. Their auras climbed to the peak. At the center where their forces collided, violent lightning arcs burst out, continuously blasting the palaces below into ruins.

"Yan Jinghong, you were born with an innate Sacred Body and your talent surpassed ordinary people. It is a pity you chose the demonic path. In the past, although you were arrogant, I still respected you somewhat. I am still the same person, but you have already lost your pride."

Ling Feng stood with his hands behind his back and spoke slowly.

"I only regret that I did not kill you back then, which allowed you to bring disaster upon the Tianbai Empire. I will not repeat that mistake today."

"Ling Feng, you start preaching already. Do you not think it is too early? The victor becomes king and the loser becomes nothing. What is the righteous path? What is the demonic path? The winner is righteousness!"

Yan Jinghong roared and waved his hand. Endless demonic qi formed a giant demonic claw over thirty zhang long and slammed toward Ling Feng.

"If my reasoning does not convince you, then we will follow your reasoning. The victor becomes king and the loser becomes nothing."

Ling Feng's eyes flashed sharply as he shouted and directly opened the seven Qi-Refining Primordial Locks within his body. His aura surged again. Combined with the terrifying vitality of an ancient dragon elephant, he looked like a primordial beast. He roared toward the sky and shattered the demonic claw inch by inch with pure power.

"What!"

Yan Jinghong's eyelids twitched. In terms of pure strength, he had already been completely crushed by Ling Feng.

"Illusory Wave Primordial Palm. Overturning Rivers and Seas!"

Ling Feng pressed forward without mercy and instantly used the Illusory Wave Primordial Palm, closing in on Yan Jinghong. In that moment, everyone felt as if massive waves were rolling across the sky, with towering tides crashing endlessly. It felt as though the entire imperial city had been submerged beneath an endless ocean.

Yan Jinghong's eyelids twitched violently. He had already known Ling Feng was strong, but he had not expected him to be this strong.

However, demonic techniques were unpredictable. Yan Jinghong circulated his demonic qi and turned between illusion and reality. Sometimes he transformed into a streak of blood light and escaped without a trace. Although Ling Feng possessed overwhelming power, he could not land a decisive hit, allowing Yan Jinghong to escape from several killing moves.

Within the rolling demonic qi, Yan Jinghong even created something like a domain. Inside this demonic domain, demonic shadows flickered everywhere, making it impossible to distinguish real from fake. Even with Ling Feng's immense strength, he had nowhere to strike.

"You think I cannot hit you?"

Ling Feng took a deep breath. Yan Jinghong's demonic techniques were indeed troublesome. Continuously activating the Dragon-Elephant Divine Strength was also a heavy burden on him.

Yan Jinghong might still have hidden tricks, so he had to remain cautious.

With that thought, Ling Feng directly summoned the Bow of Yi and the three Bloodthirsty Soul-Chasing Arrows.

He raised the bow.

He pulled the string.

Ling Feng released three arrows at once, locking onto Yan Jinghong's aura as they shot toward him at high speed.

Even experts at the level of the Heaven Slaying Ten Absolutes would not dare to take these Bloodthirsty Soul-Chasing Arrows head on. Yan Jinghong had many evil techniques, but in terms of absolute strength, he was still far below the Heaven Slaying Ten Absolutes.

Once the Bloodthirsty Soul-Chasing Arrows were released, even if Yan Jinghong transformed into blood light, he would still be hunted down. These arrows used evil against evil and would not stop until they tasted blood.

A scream echoed through the sky.

In an instant, Ling Feng turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed toward the sound. His fist arrived in a flash, and the domineering Dragon-Elephant Divine Strength slammed into Yan Jinghong's abdomen.

Bang!

The violent power blasted into Yan Jinghong's body from his abdomen, instantly shattering all his eight extraordinary meridians. His body flew like a cannonball and crashed into the roof of a palace, blasting open a massive crater.

Whoosh!

Ling Feng flashed again and used Divine Thunder Avatar to appear above Yan Jinghong. Gathering Dragon-Elephant Divine Strength into his right leg, he delivered a powerful whip kick directly into Yan Jinghong's chest.

Boom!

The entire palace collapsed instantly. Yan Jinghong was smashed into the ground, his body curling like a shrimp as he vomited blood continuously.

The Bloodthirsty Soul-Chasing Arrows were infamous even in the Land of War, so their power was far from ordinary.

Once struck by the arrow, the victim would bleed endlessly and their spiritual consciousness would be suppressed. Yan Jinghong's demonic techniques were, in a sense, closer to Soul Dao cultivation. Once his spiritual consciousness was suppressed, he could only use about thirty percent of his strength. After being hit by Ling Feng's punch and kick, not only were his meridians destroyed, even his bones were completely shattered. His entire body lay on the ground like a pile of mud, unable to move at all.