The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 163: The Misty Ghost Forest!

"HAHAHA, you're done for this time, kid!"

The fifth elder's face twisted into a sinister grin as he laughed triumphantly. "Today, I'll tear you apart with a thousand cuts to ease the hatred in my heart!"

However, Ling Feng showed no signs of being trapped. A cold smile crept onto his lips as he swiftly disappeared before the third elder's eyes.

The third elder sneered, "A mere Pulse Formation cultivator dares to challenge my speed—"

Before he could finish his sentence, a cry of alarm echoed out nearby. It was the voice of the fifth elder.

"You... how could... you...?"

His voice abruptly ceased as a pitch-black longsword pierced through his heart!

Simultaneously, a blaze shot forth from Ling Feng's body, effortlessly piercing through the seventh elder's protective augmented qi. In the blink of an eye, the seventh elder rapidly aged, his body going limp as he collapsed, unable to move.

He had little to no life essence remaining, completely drained by Zifeng.

The third elder and his companions thought they had exposed a loophole, hoping to deceive Ling Feng. However, Ling Feng cleverly exploited this.

They believed that when they encircled Ling Feng, he would display a moment of weakness.

And Ling Feng had anticipated this moment perfectly.

After slaying one of the peak Pulse Formation martial artists, Ling Feng had already relayed the seventh elder's location to Zifeng. Then, in a split second, he simultaneously struck, swiftly killing both the fifth and seventh elders.

His plan was audacious: to eliminate the two early-stage Transformation Realm cultivators right under the nose of the mid-stage expert!

It was an act of sheer madness, driven by unparalleled arrogance!

"Fifth! Seventh!"

The third elder's eyes blazed with fury, his entire being exuding a terrifying aura as he wielded his long blade. With a thunderous roar, he bellowed, "Brat, you're asking for death!"

Without hesitation, Ling Feng swiftly retrieved an elemental stone from his pocket and swallowed it whole before activating his footwork technique to flee.

After executing the Scorching Sky Blaze to defeat the fifth elder, Ling Feng felt immensely weakened. However, after swallowing an elemental stone, pure elemental qi infused into every inch of his body, enabling him to grit his teeth and activate the Boundless Sword Steps to swiftly retreat.

Despite his success in killing the fifth and seventh elders, Ling Feng found himself facing a challenge beyond his expectations from the formidable third elder.

With a single palm strike, the old man sent palm winds slicing through a large swath of trees, clearing the ground of every blade of grass!

Ling Feng now understood the vast discrepancy in strength that each minor advancement within the Transformation Realm brought. It was no surprise that even Zifeng had admitted that, despite becoming a Earth-Fire Flame Demon, it couldn't contend with the third elder.

"Zifeng!"

Ling Feng's shout prompted an immediate response from Zifeng. As it swiftly returned to Ling Feng's side, it expelled earth-fire flames, encircling the third elder within a ring of flames.

Though the flames could only delay the third elder briefly, they afforded Ling Feng the opportunity to create some distance.

Given his weakened state, it wasn't advisable to confront the third elder head-on anymore.

"You scoundrel, don't even think about escaping!"

Enraged, the third elder's sweeping sleeves conjured a fierce gust of wind, dispersing Zifeng's earth-fire flames. With a leap, he pursued Ling Feng.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two figures shot out like lightning bolts across the pitch-black night sky.

The last guardian of the Jia Family glanced at the lifeless body lying beside him and shuddered involuntarily. Soon after, a foul stench wafted into the air, indicating the grim reality of the situation.

Even a peak Pulse Formation martial artist was frightened to the point of urinating by Ling Feng!

Nevertheless, he emerged as the sole survivor among those sent by the Jia Family to pursue Ling Feng on this fateful night.

Even if he departed from the Jia Family, he knew that when his final moments arrived, he would reflect on this blood-drenched night. The memory would haunt him, causing him to tremble uncontrollably and break out in a cold sweat.

That youth from the dark night appeared to be a demon from hell, leaving an indelible mark as an unforgettable nightmare for the rest of his life.

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Swish!

Ling Feng fled at a breakneck speed, pushing his Boundless Sword Steps to their limits.

He swallowed another elemental stone in his mouth, channeling it directly into his abdomen, while the True Art of Xuanyuan crazily absorbed the spiritual power within.

His meridians throbbed with intense pain; prior to this, Ling Feng had already absorbed the other four elemental stones.

Repeatedly executing the killer move of The Flower-Transposing Jade-Burying Sword was an immense burden even for Ling Feng. Were it not for his resilient willpower, he would likely have succumbed to exhaustion long ago.

Especially the final sword strike that swiftly killed the fifth elder when Ling Feng forcefully unleashed the Scorching Sky Blaze. Although it instantly vanquished the fifth elder, it left Ling Feng with barely enough strength to even grip his sword.

He disregarded the throbbing of his muscles and veins, frantically tapping into the true qi provided by the elemental stone, with only one thought in his mind: run!

Yet, even so, he could sense the third elder of the Jia Family drawing closer and closer!

The only fortune was that after Zifeng killed the seventh elder, Ling Feng shared in the portion of life essence devoured, which surprisingly restored some of his stamina.

However, even if he had returned to his peak condition, he doubted that he could confront the third elder head-on, especially since he could no longer unleash the Scorching Sky Blaze continuously.

"You vile creature, there's nowhere for you to escape! After slaughtering so many members of my Jia Family, even if you flee to the ends of the earth, there will be no refuge for you!"

The eyes of the third elder of the Jia Family flickered with icy, murderous intent.

Three Jia Family elders, including Jia Song, were dead. When has the Jia Family of Hanwu County ever suffered such a monumental loss?

As he observed the third elder closing in, Ling Feng understood clearly that the reason the third elder hadn't instantly caught up with him was to wear him down and to exhaust his last reserves of true qi, rendering him defenseless and powerless.

The insta killing of the fifth elder by Ling Feng's sword strike and Zifeng's earth-fire flames had clearly put the third elder on high alert.

"Crafty old fox!"

Ling Feng felt a surge of anxiety; he wasn't ready to meet his end so prematurely!

Gritting his teeth, he tightly clenched several elemental stones in his grasp. Despite the excruciating pain caused by the raging elemental qi assaulting his meridians, he shoved them into his mouth and flew forward.

Suddenly, the third elder behind him furrowed his brow.

"That's the Misty Ghost Forest!" The third elder of the Jia Family inwardly exclaimed, feeling uneasy.

The Misty Ghost Forest was the most perilous place within the boundaries of Hanwu County. Anyone who ventured near it was as good as dead!

For years, not a single martial artist who ventured in had ever emerged alive.

"I can't let him get close to the Misty Ghost Forest!"

The third elder of the Jia Family snorted coldly, bursting forth with increased speed as he swiftly pursued Ling Feng.

"I'll speed up too!"

Due to ingesting a large number of elemental stones, Ling Feng's abdomen erupted with bursts of pure elemental qi. Disregarding his own life, he forcefully propelled forward, causing his speed to abruptly increase as if reflecting the returning sunlight.

Swish!

Swish!

Two figures, one after the other, continued to approach the Misty Ghost Forest.

"Kid, stop right there! Ahead lies the Misty Ghost Forest. If you enter, it's only a dead end for you!"

The third elder became anxious. While Ling Feng's entry into the Misty Ghost Forest would undoubtedly mean certain death, it would also mean vengeance for the fifth elder and his companions from the Jia Family couldn’t be taken. Moreover, Ling Feng's footwork, sword technique, and the elemental stones he possessed were all valuable assets coveted by the third elder.

It would be such a waste if these items were lost in the Misty Ghost Forest.

Ling Feng paid no heed to the third elder's warning, plunging recklessly towards the Misty Ghost Forest.

"Hmph!" The third elder's brows furrowed as he raised his hand, channeling the thick elemental qi within him, and forcefully thrusting his palm towards Ling Feng.

The elemental qi palm imprint sliced through the air like a blade, landing squarely on Ling Feng's back in an instant.

Spurt!

A mouthful of blood gushed out.

However, to the third elder's surprise, Ling Feng did not plummet from the sky. Instead, he leveraged the force of the palm strike to create some distance between them.

"You old bastard, remember this! If I don't die, your entire Jia Family will be wiped out!" Ling Feng's thunderous roar reverberated through the air.

In an instant, his figure, akin to a sharp arrow, pierced through the atmosphere, disappearing into the depths of the Misty Ghost Forest.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Feng had vanished completely from the third elder's sight, seemingly swallowed whole by the dense mist.