The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 142: Scorching Sky Blaze!

"Eradicator of Realms!" Ling Feng reached out and passed over the blade of the sword, murmuring, "Eradicator of Realms, huh? Such a heavy murderous aura!"

In his mind flashed an unparalleled figure, solitary and aloof, overlooking all.

A blood-red cloak billowed in the wind as a sword in hand cleaved through the heavens!

Stepping through the skies, breaking through the heavens, ruling over all realms, I alone am supreme!

After a long time, Ling Feng came back to his senses, gently caressing the blade of the Eradicator of Realms. "Old friend, I feel a connection to you, like long-lost brothers reunited. Well then, let us join forces and battle the world together! Let's become the unparalleled warriors who dominate the heavens and the earth, with me as the invincible supreme!"

Buzz! Buzz!

In response to Ling Feng's words, the Eradicator of Realms emitted a crisp sword cry, as if echoing his sentiments. With determination and valor, it soared into the sky, heading straight to the heavens!

A golden light shot out from the Eradicator of Realms, directly striking Ling Feng's forehead. Ling Feng saw a sword technique emerge in his mind. His surroundings seemed to transform into a starry sky, with only a black longsword dancing and sweeping through the galaxies with unparalleled might.

"So, within this Eradicator of Realms, there exists such a miraculous sword technique!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath, reviewing this sword technique three times over. He felt an intense throbbing pain in his mind. This sword technique was on a completely different level compared to the techniques he had practiced before.

It seemed more like a power akin to judgment rather than a mere sword technique.

To judge all beings, to pass judgment on heaven and earth, when the sword is drawn, death is certain!

"What kind of power is this?"

Ling Feng gazed in disbelief at the longsword in his hand, resembling nothing more than a piece of scrap iron. Yet, he was keenly aware that this seemingly ordinary blade was, in fact, his exclusive weapon—the heavenly weapon of the Human Dao, forged by the second divine inscription of the Human Dao Eye: the Eradicator of Realms.

He even knew that the sword move that had just flashed in his mind was called Scorching Sky Blaze.

After a while, Ling Feng tightened his grip on the Eradicator of Realms and began to recall the sword technique. It seemed like an eternity passed before his body gradually started to move. Following the trajectory of that sword technique, he swung the longsword in his hand slowly.

Heavy!

So heavy!

Ling Feng felt as though the long sword weighed as much as a colossal rock pressing down on him, making it almost impossible for him to lift his hand. After just three swings, drenched in sweat, he found himself unable to continue wielding it.

However, Ling Feng showed no signs of discouragement. Instead, his eyes were filled with profound astonishment.

This sword technique, with each swing, seemed to defy the heavens and earth. With the blade's edge in motion, it appeared to push the heavens aside and sink the earth below with every strike.

"What a terrifying sword technique!"

Only those who had truly practiced this sword technique would understand its terrifying nature.

Ling Feng was unaware that this sword was born because of him. It was exclusively his heavenly weapon of the Human Dao. This set of sword techniques could only be performed when wielding the Eradicator of Realms.

If replaced with any other weapon, even a divine weapon, it would never be able to unleash the slightest bit of power.

"In a short period, mastering the Scorching Sky Blaze technique might not be as easy as it seems," Ling Feng said slowly as he sheathed his sword. The second divine inscription of the Human Dao faded away, and the Eradicator of Realms vanished without a trace.

However, Ling Feng could feel that the Eradicator of Realms resided within him. With just a thought, he could summon the sword at will.

"The ability of the second divine inscription of the Human Dao is to summon the heavenly weapon of the Human Dao. I wonder what the ability of the Heavenly Dao Eye is..."

Ling Feng took a deep breath, attempting to condense the second divine inscription of the Heavenly Dao. However, his right eye showed no response, indicating that the opportunity had not yet arrived. It seemed that he couldn't successfully condense the second divine inscription of the Heavenly Dao for the time being.

Arching an eyebrow, Ling Feng remained undaunted. As the sun rose high in the sky, the Clear Spirit Wings fluttered behind him, propelling him forward with sudden acceleration towards the direction of the Wenxian Sect.

When Ling Feng returned to Little Bamboo Peak, it was already noon.

Before ascending the mountain, Ling Feng had cleansed his body of blood stains in a nearby stream. Otherwise, he would have felt extremely uncomfortable, with his entire body sticky and messy.

Upon returning to the bamboo tower, Ling Feng was surprised to find that Su Hongxiu and Jiang Wanqing, the two women, were still present. Particularly noteworthy was Su Hongxiu, who seemed to be thoroughly enjoying her time with Zifeng.

"Senior Uncle Ling is back!"

Upon seeing Ling Feng's return, Su Hongxiu immediately stood still, glanced at him, and then couldn't help but blush and lower her head shyly.

Ling Feng glanced at her cheek and nodded slightly. "Hmm, it seems you've already applied the Eight Treasure Jade Essence Ointment for the second time. The bruises on your face have improved a lot."

"Yes." Su Hongxiu looked at Ling Feng with some excitement. "Senior Uncle Ling, I'm really grateful to you."

"You're welcome."

"Master, you're finally back!" Zifeng hopped onto Ling Feng's shoulder, looking somewhat disgruntled. "I'm a mighty, unbeatable divine pet for dealing with powerful enemies! Don't assign me these petty tasks of looking after little girls in the future!"

"I see that you also had quite a good time with Hongxiu."

Ling Feng gave Zifeng a sidelong glance; it was clear he was not being honest.

"I did not!" Zifeng crossed his arms, his mouth pursed in a pout, looking quite proud and spoiled.

Ling Feng ignored it and walked into the courtyard. Jiang Wanqing pursed her lips and couldn't help but ask, "Senior Uncle Ling, did you retrieve the Spirit Replenishing Marrow?"

"Indeed, I wasn't disappointed. I'll refine some Black Jade Replenishing Ointment right away. Once it's prepared, I'll go and treat Luo Jianying's injuries," Ling Feng said with a faint smile.

After speaking, he entered a room adjacent to the bamboo tower alone, immediately busying himself with the preparation of medicine.

"Who would have thought that Senior Uncle Ling's medical skills were so miraculous!"

Suo Hongxiu gently brushed her cheeks. Although she hadn't finished using the Eight Treasure Jade Essence Ointment yet, the bruises on her face were barely visible now. Moreover, her skin had become noticeably fairer and smoother.

Jiang Wanqing watched with envy, feeling a sudden urge to ask Ling Feng for some of the Eight Treasure Jade Essence Ointment herself.

The process of concocting the Black Jade Replenishing Ointment lasted for almost half an hour. Ling Feng looked at the ointment he had prepared with satisfaction and breathed a sigh of relief.

With The Profound Art of Acupuncture and Moxibustion and the Black Jade Replenishing Ointment, Ling Feng believed that Luo Jianying would soon be able to recover to his peak state.

After stashing the medicine box into his chest, Ling Feng stretched his waist before turning and walking out of the dispensary.

"Senior Uncle Ling!"

Upon seeing Ling Feng finally emerge, Su Hongxiu immediately approached him with a bowl of red bean porridge. "Senior Uncle, you must be tired and hungry. This is specially made for you."

Inside the bamboo building, there weren't any other ingredients, so it was really difficult for Su Hongxiu to make a bowl of red bean porridge like this.

"Thank you."

Ling Feng took the jade bowl and drank the entire bowl of red bean porridge in one go. Su Hongxiu could be considered skillful. In her hands, the most ordinary ingredients tasted magical, causing Ling Feng's appetite to greatly increase.

"Great red bean porridge." A smile appeared on the corner of Ling Feng's mouth. "Alright, let's go and treat Luo Jianying now."

"Mhmm, mhmm! I hope Senior Brother Luo can recover soon!" Su Hongxiu said with a hopeful expression.

"He will."

Ling Feng smiled faintly and reached out to grab Su Hongxiu's shoulder. A pair of light wings spread out behind him. He looked at Jiang Wanqing and said faintly, "Let's set off now."

"Alright." Jiang Wanqing nodded. Suddenly, she discovered that when Ling Feng spread his light wings, there seemed to be a very familiar fluctuation emanating from his body. It was clearly the fluctuation of opening the meridian gates. She couldn't help but be surprised as she exclaimed, "Ling... Senior Uncle Ling, you've advanced to the Pulse Formation Realm?"

"Mhmm, on the way here, I fortunately broke through." Ling Feng smiled faintly and, carrying Su Hongxiu, directly soared into the sky and flew towards the direction of Yunmiao Peak.

"Perhaps, this is what a true monster is."

Jiang Wanqing smiled bitterly and also released her true qi and transformed it into wings, chasing after Ling Feng's back and flying out.