The Art of Chaotic Divinity

"The life of a human being, and the life of a beast, cannot be compared in any way!"

Ling Feng tightly gripped the sword in his hand. Even though he knew that his strength might not match this woman's, he would never stand idly by and wait for death.

Upon hearing Ling Feng insulting Yan An as a beast, Lin Yinyin showed no signs of anger. Instead, she burst into laughter. "Even if he's just a beast from the Yan family, his life is still more valuable than yours. If you want to blame someone, blame your own unfortunate fate for not being born into a prestigious and influential family!"

In Lin Yinyin's words, the reasoning might seem twisted, but such was the code of conduct in the martial arts world.

"I only know that I'll kill anyone who tries to kill me!"

Ling Feng stared at Lin Yinyin, and in his eyes, her stunning face appeared as nothing more than a skull with rosy hues. What he saw was the malicious and ruthless nature within this woman.

"With your capabilities?" Lin Yinyin laughed as if she had heard the most amusing joke in the world.

A mere Qi Formation cultivator dared to entertain the delusion of counter attacking her, a formidable cultivator at the seventh level of Pulse Formation realm!

Who does he think he is?

The second Yan Jinghong?

"If you underestimate your enemy, you'll die!" Ling Feng took a deep breath, focused his mind, and unleashed the Boundless Sword Steps, initiating a sudden attack.

In this cramped mountain cave, the opponent struggled to evade, restricted at every turn. The effectiveness of the Boundless Sword Steps was magnified to the utmost.

"Hmm?" Seeing Ling Feng's figure suddenly vanish, Lin Yinyin finally revealed a hint of seriousness.

However, she was only slightly surprised. She still didn't regard a weakling like Ling Feng with much concern.

"No wonder you could successfully ambush and kill Yan An. Indeed, you have some skill."

Lin Yinyin's flexible sword danced in her hand. She wasn't merely decorative. Despite relying on her beauty to attach herself to Yan Jinghong, she was also one of the rare talents in the Lin family.

To say her aptitude was average depended on who she was compared to. When compared to Yan Jinghong, the majority of geniuses seemed like nothing more than ordinary soil.

But compared to figures like Xiao Qingfeng and Di Jingtian, she could already be considered a genius.

Being part of a prominent family and Yan Jinghong's woman, the flexible sword in her hand was a middle-grade treasured weapon. She wore protective soft armor of the treasured grade, not to mention her martial techniques and skills.

From any perspective, she held an absolute advantage, completely overwhelming Ling Feng.

Even though he was well aware of his inferiority in every aspect, Ling Feng remained fearless.

For a swordsman, once fear creeped into his heart, his sword would lose its edge!

A sword without its edge was nothing more than a piece of scrap iron.

A swordsman without courage was nothing more than a useless individual.

"Onslaught of Endless Falling Leaves!"

Utilizing the Boundless Sword Steps to circle around Lin Yinyin's right side, Ling Feng unleashed a deadly move of the Falling Leaves Sword Technique, striking fiercely towards her right rib.

"Here!"

While Lin Yinyin's reaction was a beat slower, her swordsmanship was as fast as lightning!

Clang!

The swords clashed, creating a shower of scattered sparks.

Lin Yinyin's flexible sword entwined upward like a snake coiling around its prey, determined to not let go.

"Don't make any futile struggles anymore," Lin Yinyin smiled beautifully, but her voice carried a bone-chilling coldness. "Your scrap metal is nothing more than fodder for my Silver Serpent."

A sharp crack echoed. Indeed, a crack had appeared on the Abysmal Inkblade.

The Abysmal Inkblade, considered a treasure by the elders of the Liuyun Sword Sect, was nothing more than scrap metal before this genius from the Eastern Capital.

Ling Feng furrowed his brows and promptly stepped back. The Abysmal Inkblade now bore several visible cracks, accompanied by numerous pockmarks and indentations.

In just a few more attacks, the Abysmal Inkblade was sure to be completely rendered useless.

Deprived of his sword, Ling Feng's situation would undoubtedly become exponentially more perilous.

"How about now? Are you still going to resist in vain?" Lin Yinyin, with the game in her favor, adopted the posture of a triumphant victor. Mockingly, she continued, "If you obediently meet your end, I can grant you a swift and painless demise."

In response to Lin Yinyin, Ling Feng launched an even more fierce attack.

"Stellar Annihilation Strike!"

The Starshatter Sword Technique, Ling Feng's most powerful move. The Boundless Sword Steps allowed him to evade Lin Yinyin's frontal assault. Ling Feng's sword, like a star, exhibited unpredictable and varied transformations.

The trajectory of the sword's edge was elusive, making it impossible to predict. Even Lin Yinyin, in the blink of an eye, sensed at least three strands of murderous intent, rapidly shooting toward her from different directions.

"A mere disciple of the Wenxian Sect, able to practice a yellow-tier sword technique to this level, is quite impressive."

A hint of a smile appeared on Lin Yinyin's stunning face. "However, do you think you can harm me like this?"

She completely abandoned her offensive, standing still as a golden aura enveloped her, emanating from her protective qi.

Clang!

The Starshatter Sword Qi erupted, surging from Lin Yinyin's left shoulder and colliding with her protective qi.

The penetrating power of the Starshatter Sword Qi was indeed astonishing. Lin Yinyin's protective qi wavered, pierced through by a thread of sword energy.

However, Lin Yinyin showed no signs of panic, letting that stream of sword energy strike her without any concern.

Hiss!

The sword energy tore a slit in the sleeve of her left arm, but the underlying soft armor inside completely nullified the remaining sword energy.

"Forget to mention, I'm wearing a mid-grade treasured soft armor. How about now? Do you still think you have the qualifications to retaliate against me?" Lin Yinyin looked at Ling Feng with arrogance, sneering, "In my eyes, you're nothing but an ant. I indulged in some banter with you for fun, but now, I'm going to end this pointless fight."

Lin Yinyin let out a disdainful snort, raised a finger, and lightly shook it. "You're just too weak!"

Is this the disparity between me and the geniuses from those prominent families?

A bitter feeling welled up in Ling Feng's heart. His most powerful sword qi couldn't even break through the defense of the opponent's soft armor!

Anger burned within.

The fury unleashed a rampage within Ling Feng.

"Then, try to take this move!"

Ling Feng clenched his fist tightly. At this critical moment, he didn't care about the potential consequences of forcibly activating the Asura's Eye.

"Oh? Your gaze is really terrifying." Lin Yinyin laughed, her expression mocking. "Poor little ant, die with your anger and despair.!"

Ling Feng's eyes gradually turned crimson. His left hand had already reached the golden needle concealed within his clothes.

However, just as Ling Feng was preparing to use the golden needle to stimulate his acupoints and activate the Asura's Eye, a surge of heat in his dantian, fueled by his own rage, unexpectedly rushed straight towards the top of his head.

Buzz!

Ling Feng felt a moment of emptiness in his mind, as if something had cracked open. The surge of heat concentrated on his forehead, as if opening an eye!

The blood-red orb, resembling an eyeball, was embedded on Ling Feng's forehead, gleaming with eerie red light.

"This... isn't this the Essence-Stealing Blood Pearl that Jinghong has been searching for?" Lin Yinyin's eyes widened, surprised at the blood pearl on Ling Feng's forehead. She burst into laughter, saying, "Truly, when you've searched everywhere in vain, you obtain it effortlessly! This time, Jinghong will surely look at me with a different perspective. Haha!"

Ling Feng, at this moment, remained unaware of the changes occurring within himself. However, the blood pearl or the "fake eye" on his forehead began emanating a scorching aura, a ferocious willpower raging within his mind.

"Devour! Devour!..."

Ling Feng's face was contorted with veins, and his entire body was flushed with the scalding breath.

"Hmph, do you think you can scare me with such antics? A mere Qi Formation Realm cultivator is still just a Qi Formation Realm cultivator!"

"Shadow Moon Dance, Phantom Blade Kill Streak!"

Lin Yinyin's figure started to dance, launching her first offensive move. In her eyes, this strike alone should be enough to take Ling Feng's life.

However, all the heat within Ling Feng's body surged upward along with the reversed vitality, and the Essence-Stealing Blood Pearl on his forehead suddenly burst with a dazzling blood-red light.

"Roar!"

Ling Feng roared like a wild beast, finally shouting, "Bloodthirsty...Plunder...!"

(PS: Let me briefly explain here. The fake eye formed by the Essence-Stealing Blood Pearl is independent of the Asura's Eye. In fact, it can be understood as the transformation of the Blood of Emperor on the Essence-Stealing Blood Pearl, which has created a fake eye. Its abilities are equally extraordinary!)

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