Above the arena, the terrifying battle continued.

In the blink of an eye, another hour passed, and even Ling Feng began to feel a bit weary.

Unleashing such a powerful swordsmanship as Eight Swords United, combined with the fully activated Qi Refining Mixed Element Lock, was quite a burden for Ling Feng.

"Does this monster not know fatigue at all?"

Ling Feng frowned slightly, it seemed he had to reveal some Soul Dao secret techniques.

Suddenly, Ling Feng thought of something and a smile curved his lips.

"Zi Feng, there’s something I need to trouble you with!"

Ling Feng used Divine Thought to communicate with Zi Feng inside his body.

"Master, what is it?"

Zi Feng was still struggling bitterly, tricked by Ling Feng into trying to unlock the Divine Desolate Treasure Box, but unfortunately, progress didn’t seem promising.

"In the Hunting Battlefield, you once controlled a Fierce Beast using the Parasitic Technique, didn’t you? (PS: See ’Chapter 1504: Zi Feng’s New Ability’)

Ling Feng, while battling Long Xingye, distractedly communicated with Zi Feng: "Can humans be controlled in the same way?"

"Humans might be difficult, human intelligence cannot be compared to that of Fierce Beasts. Controlling humans is extremely challenging." Zi Feng shook his head slowly in response.

"What if that human is naturally not very intelligent?"

Ling Feng gave a mysterious smile; Long Xingye was like a natural Treasure Vault. Frankly, Ling Feng didn’t want to kill Long Xingye, as he was a great sparring partner and provided much inspiration.

If he could control Long Xingye, it would be like plundering the Treasure Vault within him, so why not indulge?

In the eyes of the Long Family, Long Xingye was just a tool, merely a beast.

Long Xingye himself didn’t have an independent personality anymore.

Zi Feng paused, pondered for a moment, and then continued: "You can try, but no guarantee it will succeed."

"Then let’s give it a try!"

Ling Feng nodded; even the slightest hope was worthwhile.

Taking control of Long Xingye, then using Long Xingye’s hand to wipe out the Long Family!

This idea wasn’t bad!

With determination made, Ling Feng stopped entangling with Long Xingye further; they exchanged sword strikes and retreated separately.

In the next instant, Ling Feng’s eyes gleamed with a hint of purple.

Nightmare Heart Technique, activated!

The Dream Rule engraving was unleashed, followed immediately by Qiankun Chaos.

Long Xingye, relying solely on combat instincts in his battle against Ling Feng, was relatively weak in the realm of Divine Soul.

In an instant, Long Xingye was drawn into the Chaotic Force Field, unable to extricate himself, and soon fell into the Phantom Realm.

Meanwhile, Zi Feng silently took action, entering Long Xingye’s Sea of Consciousness.

Long Xingye’s own Divine Soul was very weak, and Zi Feng’s activation of the Parasitic Technique met almost no resistance, quickly taking control of Long Xingye’s Sea of Consciousness.

"Master, haha, I succeeded!"

Zi Feng conveyed a piece of exhilarating news back to Ling Feng.

"Excellent!"

Ling Feng’s eyes flashed coldly as he said in a chilly voice: "Zi Feng, control Long Xingye and attack the Dragon Sword Mansion’s camp!"

"Alright!"

Unlike the Despicable Donkey, Zi Feng always unconditionally executed Ling Feng’s orders.

In the next moment, the originally dazed "Long Xingye" floating in mid-air suddenly turned, aiming the spearhead at the Dragon Sword Mansion camp.

"What... what’s happening?"

The surrounding spectators were suddenly puzzled.

This Long Xingye seemed a bit peculiar!

"Kill!"

Long Xingye let out a low roar, then like a scarlet lightning, charged into the Dragon Sword Mansion camp.

In an instant, two unfortunate Dragon Sword Mansion disciples died on the spot.

"Damn it, Xingye, what are you doing!"

Long Tengyuan cursed aloud, pointing angrily in Ling Feng’s direction: "The one you should kill is him!"

Saying this, he took out a long whip and lashed harshly at Long Xingye.

Among those who regularly enjoyed torturing Long Xingye, Long Tengyuan was one.

With Zi Feng controlling Long Xingye’s Sea of Consciousness, he could keenly sense Dragon Xingye’s Divine Soul’s hatred towards Long Tengyuan.

Ling Feng, connected to Zi Feng’s Divine Soul, felt that same hatred pass through their mental bond.

"What a disgusting, ugly family, they shouldn’t exist in this world!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath, stood with arms crossed, and sent a final command to Zi Feng: Kill them all!

The next instant, Zi Feng controlled Long Xingye, swinging a sword.

Long Tengyuan’s whip hadn’t even landed, and Long Xingye’s sword had already severed Long Tengyuan’s head.

"How dare you..."

Long Tengyuan never imagined Long Xingye would dare fight back.

His head rolled down, and Long Tengyuan was undeniably dead.

"Third brother!"

Long Aotian’s eyes widened in terror, trembling as he stared at Long Xingye, "Not good, Long Xingye has lost control, Martial Fate Lock, Martial Fate Lock!"

Long Aotian quickly formed hand formations, causing thick chains to grow anew around Long Xingye, trying to suppress his internal power.

However, before he could finish, "Long Xingye" had already slashed out, and Long Aotian screamed as one of his arms was chopped off.

"Ah!"

Long Aotian let out a pig-like shriek, making everyone feel their hair stand on end.

Everything happened so suddenly.

Nonetheless, some were schadenfreude, thinking that enslaving Long Xingye was their own court of justice!

All the Martial Artists instinctively retreated over a hundred meters, afraid they’d be caught up in the chaos and suffer needless disaster.

"Xingye, I’m your brother, don’t kill me!"

Long Aotian was so frightened his legs turned weak, the shadow of death closing in.

Yet, the icy sword still pierced through his chest, vitality slowly seeping away.

In his final moments, Long Aotian suddenly regretted: Is this retribution?

The cruel slaughter continued.

Soon, over ten Dragon Sword Mansion disciples were dead or fled, and after the bloody massacre, "Long Xingye" vanished from sight.

This was a scenario Ling Feng had instructed Zi Feng beforehand.

This way, Ling Feng was completely distanced, with all Long Family and Dragon Sword Mansion disciples dying at "Long Xingye’s" hands, and Ling Feng had nothing to do with it.

With Long Xingye’s departure, the remaining Martial Artists breathed a sigh of relief, grateful that Long Xingye hadn’t resorted to excessive killing; otherwise, they too might have suffered.

"To think, Dragon Sword Mansion’s disciples would meet their end under Long Xingye’s sword; perhaps this is their karma."

Xiao Juanyun shook his head, this outcome was completely unexpected to him.

Nevertheless, the outcome was good; Ling Feng was unharmed, and as for those from the Dragon Sword Mansion, dead is dead.

Although Long Xingye suddenly switched targets to attack Dragon Sword Mansion, there was something eerie about it, but having always disliked Dragon Sword Mansion, he certainly wouldn’t interrogate Ling Feng over it.