The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 115: Onslaught!

Within the inner sect of the Wenxian Sect, the martial arts square buzzed with activity. Disciples gathered, practicing their forms and sparring under the watchful eyes of their mentors. Suddenly, the peace was shattered as a figure sprinted towards them, shouting breathlessly.

"Goodness gracious, have you heard the news? Ling Feng from Little Bamboo Peak disappeared for a while, and as soon as he returned, he went straight to the Iron Blood Alliance and caused a stir!"

The murmurs started immediately.

"Oh my, is that true? That demon was calm for half a month, but now he's stirring up trouble again!?"

A disciple, as thin as a reed, blinked in surprise and exclaimed, "No way!"

In the inner sect, everyone knew Ling Feng’s name. Just days after joining the Wenxian Sect, he had achieved a series of astonishing feats. His ruthless and decisive methods left people both shocked and fearful. Ling Feng was like a demon, unafraid of the heavens or the earth.

The Iron Blood Alliance was often regarded as a tumor within the Wenxian Sect, wielding its authority unchecked for a considerable time. Despite their dominance, no one ever emerged victorious against them or reaped any benefits.

The clash between the demon and the tumor promised a spectacle rarely witnessed in a century.

"Why would I lie to you? Someone saw it with their own eyes. Ling Feng was brimming with murderous intent, leading a group of people straight towards the Iron Blood Alliance's main hall!" The disciple who relayed the news looked absolutely certain, speaking with unwavering conviction.

"Oh my goodness, the demon is indeed the demon, daring to provoke even the Iron Blood Alliance?"

"He's a real man, tough as nails! Damn it, back when I first joined the inner sect, I was bullied a lot too. If Senior Uncle Ling Feng can destroy the Iron Blood Alliance, I'll wholeheartedly support him!"

"Damn, you dare say such things? I'll raise another limb in support!"

"Hahaha!" Many disciples laughed sarcastically. It was obvious they harbored resentment towards the Iron Blood Alliance but dared not voice it.

"Damn, I'm not talking to you guys anymore. I'm going to see what's going on!"

The disciple who relayed the news dashed toward the Iron Blood Alliance's direction.

"Let’s go take a look! It sounds so damn thrilling!"

“I will go take a look too!”

In an instant, the disciples practicing martial arts in the square surged toward the Iron Blood Alliance, eager to witness whether Ling Feng could truly eradicate this tumor from its roots.

Among the crowd was a handsome youth, dressed in ordinary inner sect disciple attire, who overheard the conversation. Curiosity stirred within him.

"Ling Feng? Iron Blood Alliance?"

The youth's skin was exceptionally fair and delicate, his stature somewhat slender and petite. Moreover, his features were graceful, almost too beautiful, making even the most acclaimed beauties envious. This beautiful youth was Lin Canglang's daughter, Lin Xian'er.

Lin Xian'er's presence was virtually unknown throughout the Wenxian Sect, and likewise, she remained largely uninformed about the sect's inner workings. To conceal her identity, she always disguised herself as an ordinary disciple whenever she visited.

During this visit to see her father, Lin Xian'er had intended to depart for Tianwei Academy after half a month. However, learning about Ling Feng's involvement with the Iron Blood Alliance piqued her curiosity, prompting her to reconsider her plans.

The Wenxian Sect was her father's sect. How could it have produced a group like the Iron Blood Alliance, which all the disciples loathed and detested deeply?

She also wanted to see what was going on, perhaps even to alleviate her father's concerns.

"Hmph, it seems that father must have been too focused on cultivation and neglected to properly manage the disciples below. I'll go take a look and see what's going on."

Lin Xian'er gritted her teeth, abandoning the idea of returning to Tianwei Academy immediately. Instead, she followed the crowd toward the Iron Blood Alliance.In the inner sect area, a large group of disciples gathered outside a grand hall, craning their necks to catch a glimpse. The entrance to the hall was packed, with no room to move.

In the center of the hall hung a golden plaque inscribed with three characters: Iron Blood Alliance. This was their headquarters.

The plaque, however, bore a dramatic alteration. Piercing through its grandiose atmosphere was a broken sword, driven right through the character 'Blood'. Beneath the plaque lay over a dozen disciples, sprawled on the ground, writhing in agony.

Six figures stood at the doorway, blocking access. The leader, fierce and bloodstained, was Ling Feng. Behind him stood Jiang Wanqing, Su Hongxiu, Zhou Yan, and others.

The surrounding onlookers, feeling the murderous aura emanating from Ling Feng, remained silent, whispering among themselves.

"He is indeed a demon. Too fierce! Too formidable!"

"He just uses one punch to take out one person. My goodness! The guy he just knocked down is at the Pulse Formation Realm, right?"

After much effort, Lin Xian'er pushed her way to the front row, finally glimpsing the scene inside. Blood was everywhere; it was a complete mess.

Seeing Ling Feng's figure, Lin Xian'er furrowed her brow. To her, he seemed a bit too violent. However, from the gaze of his followers, she saw absolute trust and loyalty, almost a reverence akin to that of a deity.

Within the Tianwei Academy, there were many talented young individuals, but she had never encountered a man with such a unique demeanor.

"What is it about this man that's so captivating?"

Lin Xian'er gazed closely at Ling Feng, feeling a hint of curiosity towards him.

A roar resonated from within the hall, a rugged voice booming like thunder, "Ling Feng, you've got guts, daring to be so insolent even in the presence of me!"

Huang Gou stormed out, gripping a large blade with a fierce aura emanating from him. Little Liu followed behind Huang Gou like a faithful hound, accompanied by over a dozen mid-stage Pulse Formation Realm thugs, all charging out alongside him.

Being able to dominate within the Wenxian Sect naturally implied they had some legacy to support their actions.

Ling Feng's gaze fixed on Huang Gou. Then he turned to Su Hongxiu, asking slowly and deliberately, "Is it him?"

"It's him, it's definitely him! He's the one who led the attack on Senior Brother Luo!" Su Hongxiu bit her lip, trembling as she saw Huang Gou. Instinctively, she shrank behind Jiang Wanqing.

"It's you lot again! A bunch of ignorant fools! Hahaha..."

Huang Gou's eyes landed on Su Hongxiu, Zhou Yan, and the others, and immediately he grinned wickedly. "What's this? Bringing along a little pretty boy, thinking you can get justice? You rookies, wake up! In this dog-eat-dog world, strength is justice! The fist rules all!"

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In the inner sect area of the Wenxian Sect, a large group of disciples gathered outside a grand hall, craning their necks to catch a glimpse. The entrance to the hall was packed, with no room to move.

In the center of that hall, there hung a golden plaque inscribed with three characters: Iron Blood Alliance.

This was the headquarters of the Iron Blood Alliance.

To be able to establish a stronghold directly within the sect under the name of a disciple group showed the immense power of the Iron Blood Alliance within the Wenxian Sect. It was as if they could cover the sky with just one hand.

However, at this moment, piercing through the grandiose atmosphere of the plaque was a broken sword, right above the character 'Blood'.

Beneath the plaque, lying in disarray, were over a dozen disciples, all sprawled on the ground, writhing in agony.

In addition, there were six figures standing upright at the doorway, blocking access to the entrance.

The leader, with an extremely fierce aura emanating from his face, had his fists stained with blood, which continued to drip down.

This person naturally was Ling Feng.

Behind him stood Jiang Wanqing, Su Hongxiu, Zhou Yan...

The presence of Ling Feng made people anticipate this seemingly futile attempt of these ordinary disciples blocking the entrance to the Iron Blood Alliance, which would normally be seen as reckless.

Indeed, nearly everything Ling Feng did seemed like a miracle.

The surrounding onlookers, feeling the murderous aura emanating from Ling Feng, remained silent and dared not take a step forward, only whispering quietly among themselves.

"He is indeed a demon. Too fierce! Too formidable!"

"He just uses one punch to take out one person. My goodness! The guy he just knocked down is at the Pulse Formation Realm, right?"

After much effort, Ling Xian'er managed to push her way through the crowd and reach the front row, finally getting a glimpse of the situation inside.

There was blood everywhere!

A complete mess!

Seeing Ling Feng's figure, Lin Xian'er furrowed her brow. In her eyes, this guy seemed a bit too violent.

However, from the gaze of the followers behind Ling Feng, she saw absolute trust and loyalty, almost a reverence akin to that of a deity.

Within the Tianwei Academy, there were plenty of talented young individuals, but she had never encountered a man with such a unique demeanor.

"What is it about this man that's so captivating?"

Lin Xian'er gazed closely at Ling Feng, feeling a hint of curiosity towards this man.

A roar resonated from within the main hall, a rugged voice booming like thunder, "Ling Feng, you've got guts, daring to be so insolent even in the presence of me!"

Huang Gou stormed out, gripping a large blade with a fierce aura emanating from him.

Little Liu followed behind Huang Gou like a faithful hound, accompanied by over a dozen mid-stage Pulse Formation Realm thugs, all charging out alongside Huang Gou.

Being able to dominate within the Wenxian Sect naturally implies they must have some legacy to support their actions.

Ling Feng's gaze fixed on Huang Gou, then he turned to look at Su Hongxiu, asking slowly and deliberately, "Is it him?"

"It's him, it's definitely him! He's the one who led the attack on Senior Brother Luo!" Su Hongxiu bit her lip, trembling as she saw Huang Gou. Instinctively, she shrank behind Jiang Wanqing.

"It's you lot again! A bunch of ignorant fools! Hahaha..."

Huang Gou's eyes landed on Su Hongxiu, Zhou Yan, and the others, and immediately he grinned wickedly. "What's this? Bringing along a little pretty boy, thinking you can get justice? You rookies, wake up! In this dog-eat-dog world, strength is justice! The fist rules all!"

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