The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 931: Ling Fengs Wrath

Buzz!

At the exact moment Ling Feng forced back Xuanyuan Pozhen, a long sword as chilly as deep water burst forth with countless streaks of sword qi, sweeping toward Ling Feng from all directions like a crashing tide.

"Ling Feng, look out!"

Gong Cheng shouted loudly. In the final exchange between Ling Feng and Xuanyuan Pozhen, his attention had already shifted entirely to the Fourth Prince.

He knew full well what kind of person the Fourth Prince was. One could never be too cautious.

At that moment, Ling Feng had exhausted all his strength just to defeat Xuanyuan Pozhen with his Reincarnated Sword Strike. With his power spent and no time to recover, he had no way to defend himself against the Fourth Prince's sword, which bristled with murderous intent.

Even if Gong Cheng's shout sharpened Ling Feng's focus slightly, he still found himself powerless against the endless, overwhelming tide of sword light.

In that instant, even raising his sword felt immensely difficult. After using the Heaven-Slaying Sword Art and Reincarnated Sword Strike back to back, his physical strength, elemental force, and even spiritual consciousness had all reached their limit.

"Hmph. Die!"

Although the Fourth Prince had not expected Ling Feng to be strong enough to defeat Xuanyuan Pozhen, it made no difference. This strike would take advantage of Ling Feng's weakness and finish him off.

"Pfft..."

Xuanyuan Pozhen slammed hard into the barrier surrounding the sword fighting platform and coughed up a mouthful of blood. Seeing the Fourth Prince launch such a despicable strike at Ling Feng in that moment, his fury erupted. "Your Highness, no!"

"You worthless trash. You have no right to speak!"

The Fourth Prince's eyes burned with killing intent. His sword qi was already nearly upon Ling Feng.

"Bastard!"

"Stop!"

"How dare you!"

In the blink of an eye, several figures shot into the sky from among the crowd.

Pill Devil, Sword Maniac, Yan Cangtian, Deng Xian, Cai Yong, Yue Zhonglian, and the director of Tianwei Academy, Mu Yunsang.

If these seven experts made their move, they could reduce the entire Tianwei Square to rubble in an instant.

Yet the Fourth Prince acted like a madman. He had no intention of stopping.

Just one more moment and Ling Feng would surely die.

At such close range, even Human Emperors could do nothing.

His eyes gleamed with madness. A genius who would not serve him deserved only death.

Ling Feng clenched his teeth and barely mustered a trace of elemental qi. He raised his hand slightly. A moment later, a spray of blood burst before his eyes. Blood splattered across his face, staining his vision red.

Boom!

A figure crashed into his chest with brutal force and sent him flying.

The seven experts who had leapt into the sky all froze. No one had expected such a sudden turn.

On the sword fighting platform, Ling Feng wiped the blood from his cheek and paused. >This blood...

"Vice-captain!"

Ling Feng's pupils contracted. He gripped Gong Cheng's body tightly. In that flash of life and death, Gong Cheng had thrown himself forward and taken the Fourth Prince's strike with his own flesh and blood.

"Pfft—!"

Gong Cheng spat out a mouthful of blood. His face carried a faint, bitter smile.

"Ling Feng, I... I finally did s-something for the Tianfeng Sword Team... cough..."

Blood flowed from the wound in his chest. Though he had tried to block the Fourth Prince's sword with his own, the difference in strength was too great. His sword had shattered on impact, and several fragments pierced through his chest and abdomen.

"Ling Feng..." Gong Cheng raised his trembling hands and spoke between gasps. "You must... you must win! T-This is my dream, and Boss Gu's..."

"Don't speak."

Ling Feng quickly sealed the acupoint on Gong Cheng's chest. Tears welled in his eyes.

"Vice-captain! (Senior Brother Gong!)"

Jiang Xiaofan, Li Bufan, and Mu Qianxue all felt a sorrowful power take hold in their chests. It lingered there, swirling inside them, before transforming into burning fury.

Endless fury!

"Gong Cheng!"

In the competitors' section, Gu Tengfeng clenched his fists. His entire body trembled with rage.

"You bastard!"

The next moment, Ling Feng raised his eyes. He gripped his sword with both hands and locked his gaze on the Fourth Prince like a devil rising from hell.

Something inside his body seemed to split open. A terrifying power surged out in a flood.

Mu Qianxue could no longer hold back. She formed hand seals and, regardless of the cost, activated the "Violent Elemental Incantation." Beams of holy white light poured into Ling Feng's back. His aura rose at a staggering speed.

He surged to his peak and then broke past it in a flash.

At the same time, Jiang Xiaofan and Li Bufan launched their final counterattacks. Li Bufan's sword blazed like a rainbow. With the "Sword Heart Great Dao," he unleashed his strongest strike.

Yan Jinghong instantly felt an inescapable shadow creep over him like maggots on bone. Before the sword light even reached him, his fighting spirit had collapsed. It was as if a heart demon had taken hold of him, leaving him unable to concentrate at all.

"Devil Heart Questioning-Sword!"

Li Bufan's eyes burned with fury as he hurled the full force of the Sword Heart Great Dao.

On the other side, Jiang Xiaofan's crushing domain erupted completely. Fueled by rage, he drew out one hundred and twenty percent of his power.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Crack! Crack! Crack!

In a flash, dust and smoke billowed across the sword fighting platform. No one could see what was happening inside. The ground shook violently from the sheer force of the explosion.

On the dragon throne, the King of Tianbai's expression was dark and grim.

Suspended in midair were seven powerful figures. The leader of the divine guardian sect, a general with great military merit, a newly ascended Human Emperor, and two others. Though one had lost an arm and another a leg, the aura they gave off was the most terrifying of all. They were likely already peak Human Emperors!

So many experts had acted at once, all for Ling Feng.

Even the king had to weigh the consequences. He dared not openly shield his son any longer.

Beside him, the Empress Dowager was stunned when she saw Yan Cangtian. She quickly turned her head away.

Toward Yan Cangtian, she felt a trace of guilt. But she had no regrets.

For a long moment, all of Tianwei Square held its breath, waiting in silence for the final outcome.

Boom!

A figure was hurled from the platform and slammed into the barrier. It was Yan Jinghong. His entire body was soaked in blood. Li Bufan's Devil Heart Questioning-Sword had crushed both Yan Jinghong's will and body. He now looked like a beaten dog, with none of his usual pride.

Another figure was launched high into the air by a brutal punch and fell from several hundred zhang above before crashing to the ground.

Thud!

A wave of dust scattered.

Dugu Lang collapsed like a heap of mud. He no longer had the strength to fight.

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