Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Thud, thud, thud!

Ling Feng’s leg sank deep into the ground, stabilizing his stance. His gaze was fixed on Ao Jue opposite him, with a hint of solemnity passing through his eyes.

To be mentioned in the same breath as Shi Haoxuan among the Three Great Heavenly Pride, this Ao Jue is truly extraordinary.

Clad in white, wildly fluttering, Ling Feng’s body was as straight as a javelin, emanating a blinding Blood Light, like an unparalleled blood sun, releasing an unrivaled Blood Light that was impossible to look at directly!

Just from the Qi Blood Power he unleashed, he even surpassed Ao Jue slightly.

Ao Jue, with one punch, forced Ling Feng back, his Qi and blood in turmoil, took a deep breath before the Qi Blood Power stabilized again.

Turning back, feeling the unparalleled Qi Blood Power akin to a sun in the Nine Heavens, Ao Jue couldn’t help but gasp, "How did you cultivate your Qi Blood Power to such a terrifying level?"

Such an unparalleled Qi Blood Power, he had only sensed it in one person among his generation.

No, strictly speaking, he had only sensed it in a strong Demon Emperor!

Ling Feng smiled without answering. The "Dragon Elephant Dominator Body Technique" had seen no successful cultivation for thousands of years, yet once successful, Qi Blood Power could overwhelm heroes across the world, unrivaled among the same tier.

At this moment, in Ao Jue’s eyes, Ling Feng seemed to have transformed into a human-shaped beast; this guy was simply a monster.

However, Ao Jue wasn’t worried but excited, his chest full of intense fighting spirit. The stronger his opponent, the more his blood boiled!

"Great! Great! In this edition of the Sunset Chosen One, I’ve encountered such an excellent opponent! Ling Feng! I, Ao Jue, will compete with you today!"

Ao Jue laughed wildly, taking a big step, transforming into a series of blood-red afterimages, pressing forward!

Ling Feng’s fighting spirit also surged, his physical body turning into a flash of lightning and thunder, disappearing from everyone’s sight!

Boom!—

Bang!—

Crackle!—

The dense sounds of collisions, like torrential rain, incessantly continued, akin to rolling thunder in black clouds. Every confrontation was earth-shattering.

Spectators’ hearts pounded with fear. If they were in such a terrifying battlefield, they feared they would be ground into dust immediately!

But what weighed even more on their hearts was that although they could hear the terrifyingly dense sound of clashes, they couldn’t catch a glimpse of their figures!

Often, only in the moment of engagement did their figures pause briefly, yet it was merely a transient shadow, as the sound of the next clash had already arrived!

Thus, on the arena, like phantoms, their shadows flashed incessantly, and no one could match the collision sounds with specific afterimages.

These two had clearly reached the realm of Power Break Void!

With every move, the void shattered, the only sounds heard were the terrifying "bang bang, crackle" of clashes, and the endless shattering of the Green Stone Floor Tiles on the arena.

The battle between these two abandoned any flashy techniques or cultivation techniques; it was purely a collision of Strength and speed!

All spectators were dumbfounded, terrified!

This was the battle between top-tier geniuses!

But, they realized another thing!

That was, Ling Feng was actually holding his own against Ao Jue, the monarch of heavenly prides!

In other words, Ling Feng also had the strength to contend for the top three!

CRACK—

At the Yunluo Sacred Land, the Heavenly Cloud Pavilion Master, the bronze earth beneath his feet suddenly cracked!

A shock from within, like raging waves, struck his soul.

"Could it be that in this Sunset Chosen One, the East Spirit Immortal Pond will take two of the top three spots?"

The Heavenly Cloud Pavilion Master clenched his fist tightly; in the last edition of the Sunset Chosen One, they had taken the second and third places, and now, with Ye Ting and Ling Feng making a stunning debut, could it be that Yunluo Sacred Land would be at the bottom among the Three Great Sacred Lands?

Elder Haoling from the Five Thunders Sacred Land also had a somber expression, glancing sideways at Ye Ting in the preparation area.

If he were to fight Ling Feng, what chances of winning did Ye Ting have?

Before this edition of the Sunset Chosen One began, many said the East Spirit Immortal Pond was in decline. But seeing it now, declined?

Perhaps you misunderstand the meaning of the word "decline"!

Boom!—

Bang, bang!—

Under the frantic battle between Ling Feng and Ao Jue, the Bronze Arena suffered rampant destruction, covered in hideous cracks, the entire arena exploded into countless fragments!

Yet this top-tier battle of heavenly prides was far from over!

Finally, the Bronze Arena could no longer bear their destructive power and collapsed with a crash!

Two afterimages flew into the sky, continuing their fight!

The Puppet Referee, for the first time, emitted a golden Divine Light, illuminating all around, simultaneously enveloping Ling Feng and Ao Jue!

Ling Feng and Ao Jue, sensing something, stopped their fight simultaneously.

"The arena is destroyed, pause the duel, change the arena!"

The Puppet Referee proclaimed expressionlessly.

The scene below fell silent!

This was the first time since this edition of the Sunset Chosen One began that the arena had to be changed!

On top of the mountain, ten figures stood firm in the Sky Dome.

The Cangwu Divine General squinted his eyes, shooting a sharp light from his old eyes. "I remember, last time, wasn’t it during the championship fight that the arena suffered damage?"

Beside the Cangwu Divine General, the cold-faced Divine General expressionlessly nodded, "This edition’s genius from the Eastern Spirit Domain indeed surpasses the last by several folds."

"Indeed, it seems the great era of the Eastern Spirit Domain is arriving, ushering in another period of Martial Arts prosperity." The Cangwu Divine General laughed heartily.

"Prosperity often hides crises behind it."

The cold-faced Divine General maintained his cold expression, saying calmly: "Maybe for the Sect World of the Eastern Spirit Domain, a great calamity is approaching."

"You are really a buzzkill."

The Cangwu Divine General gave the cold-faced Divine General an annoyed look.

The cold-faced Divine General remained expressionless, "I was merely stating a fact."

"Heh heh..."

The Cangwu Divine General rolled his eyes; if it weren’t for the cold-faced Divine General being his biological elder brother, with a face like his, no one would be willing to exchange a few words with him!

...

Soon, the Puppet Referee, enveloped in black light, saw the arena below instantly renewed into a brand-new complete arena!

To account for the level of their power, the Defensive Barrier was reinforced again.

"The duel, continue!"

The Puppet Referee announced coldly.

Ling Feng and Ao Jue didn’t immediately make a move. After a long fight, neither could gain the upper hand.

Both’s Physical Strength was considerably exhausted. With several fights ahead, prolonging consumption wasn’t a way.

"Brother Ling, let us settle this with our strongest strikes!"

Ao Jue took a breath and suggested.

Matched in skill, excellent rivals, after a fierce fight with Ling Feng, Ao Jue no longer underestimated Ling Feng in the least, treating him as an equal opponent.

Ling Feng nodded, saying calmly, "Alright, I was thinking the same."