Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

"You really are the Ling Feng I remember."

Xiao Hen’s face showed a faint smile. "But in this half year, he’s improved a lot, while your cultivation has been sealed. So, old rules: I’ll fight you first and test your depth!"

"Exactly what I was thinking!"

Ling Feng laughed heartily and cupped his fists to Xiao Hen in salute.

"Enter my Divine Sense Domain first!"

With a single thought from Xiao Hen, a surging aura swept out, and in an instant he dragged Ling Feng into his Divine Sense Domain.

...

This battle went on straight until daybreak.

"Brother Ling, I didn’t expect that with your Elemental Power sealed you’d still have this kind of strength. I’m impressed, truly impressed!"

On Xiao Hen’s face was a look of heartfelt conviction. In last night’s battle, he’d used every method he had, all his tricks, just to force out Ling Feng’s true strength.

After all, Dongfang Chun now was nothing like before. For Ling Feng to defeat him would be incredibly difficult.

But judging from last night’s fight, Ling Feng did indeed have a chance to beat Dongfang Chun.

"Brother Xiao, you flatter me."

Ling Feng shook his head with a smile. "If Brother Xiao had used your Silver Soul Skill on me, I would have lost long ago."

"If your War Soul hadn’t been sealed, my little trivial skills wouldn’t amount to anything."

Xiao Hen gave Ling Feng a deep look. "Two days from now, for the final battle, I will definitely be there. I hope you can defeat Dongfang Chun!"

"I will!"

Ling Feng nodded, his gaze just as heavy as he looked at Xiao Hen. Last night’s fight had also made him realize how terrifying Xiao Hen truly was.

Perhaps, if both went all out, Xiao Hen’s strength might not be inferior to Dongfang Chun’s.

"Then, I’ll take my leave!"

Xiao Hen, like a walker of the night, finished speaking and immediately drifted away, like a Shadow in the darkness, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

"Thanks, Brother Xiao!"

Watching Xiao Hen’s departing back, a trace of gratitude flashed in Ling Feng’s eyes.

For his battle against Dongfang Chun, he didn’t have absolute confidence, but he knew that he couldn’t afford to lose.

And Xiao Hen’s visit had verified that point, and also told him a lot of intel regarding Dongfang Chun.

For him, this information was undoubtedly charcoal in the snow.

For the upcoming decisive battle, his odds of winning had increased by a bit.

Stretching lazily, Ling Feng yawned and went back to his room to rest.

Even though the fight had only taken place within the Spiritual Domain, battling for a whole night had still exhausted his body and mind to the limit.

...

Time flashed by, and the day of the final battle finally arrived.

Early in the morning, all of Lingyun Manor was already boiling.

Their Alliance Hierarch was about to challenge the most outstanding, most powerful genius among the younger generation of Du Yue Heaven Palace.

This duel, delayed for half a year, was finally coming. How could they possibly not be excited?

In contrast, Ling Feng stayed slow and unhurried from beginning to end, acting as if nothing was out of the ordinary. After breakfast, he even took time to give the Lingyun Alliance Disciples a few pointers in swordsmanship.

"Alliance Hierarch, aren’t you a little too calm?"

Xiao Juanyun was practically anxious on Ling Feng’s behalf. Staring at Ling Feng, he said, "You’re about to fight Dongfang Chun, my dear Alliance Hierarch, at least say a few words to fire everyone up."

"I’m the one fighting, not you. What’s there to fire up?"

Ling Feng couldn’t help rolling his eyes.

"I’m nervous!"

Xiao Juanyun felt his body trembling slightly. Back then, in the wager with Dongfang Chun, if Ling Feng lost, the Lingyun Alliance would have to completely disband.

Although this battle of Ling Feng’s might very well win everything back for Lingyun Alliance, it could also end in losing everything in one go.

This was undoubtedly a huge gamble, so no wonder Xiao Juanyun was this nervous.

By comparison, Ling Feng only regarded Lingyun Alliance as a group of like-minded comrades, while for Xiao Juanyun, Lingyun Alliance was his life’s blood.

"As they say, the Emperor isn’t anxious but the eunuch is—this time I’ve really seen it for myself."

Yeu Junyao giggled, her charming laughter ringing out. Looking at Xiao Juanyun, he truly did look like an anxious eunuch.

"Lady Yeu, if you say I’m a eunuch, I’ll admit it. Who could not be anxious about this!" Xiao Juanyun was like an ant on a hot pan, spinning in circles.

"Don’t be nervous. This battle, I’ll definitely win."

Ling Feng gently patted Xiao Juanyun’s shoulder, leisurely tidied his hair, then smiled slightly. "Alright, let’s head out!"

"Let’s go!"

"Let’s go!"

All the members of Lingyun Alliance seemed to be ignited in an instant, each one looking at Ling Feng with extreme excitement.

Under Ling Feng’s lead, a group of over a hundred people set out in mighty formation.

By the time the Lingyun Alliance arrived, the Martial Arts Square of Du Yue Heaven Palace was already packed to the brim.

It was the same arena, and the same two peerless Heavenly Pride. This duel that had been delayed for half a year had driven every Martial Artist in Yueelin City completely mad.

Not only the students, but even some of the Heavenly Palace’s high-ranking Elders were paying close attention to this battle.

"Ling Feng’s here!"

With a shout, countless gazes snapped toward Ling Feng. This genius who had been missing for more than half a year had finally returned.

Today would be either the battle where he proved his return as a king, or the battle where he fell and was utterly defeated. Everyone would just have to wait and see.

On a distant high platform, Xuanyuan Longteng, Zhuge Qingtian, and other Du Yue Heaven Palace upper-level figures had already taken the best seats, prepared to watch this final battle.

"Hmph, his Primordial Power Cultivation has already been sealed, yet he still dares challenge Chun’er. He’s simply asking for humiliation!"

The Elder from the Dongfang Family had a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

Dongfang Chun now was already an Elder of Du Yue Heaven Palace. By rights, given his status, fighting Ling Feng was undoubtedly lowering himself.

However, this battle was already something everyone was waiting for; no one could stop it.

Amid the expectations of thousands, Ling Feng walked up onto the arena with unhurried steps, hands clasped behind his back. His eyes closed slightly, perfectly at ease, as he waited for Dongfang Chun’s arrival.

Before long, Dongfang Chun finally appeared.

Unlike Ling Feng’s completely ordinary entrance, Dongfang Chun practically rode down on Nine-colored Divine Light, descending from the sky like a War God.

The moment he landed, an invisible aura spread out with him as the center. As his eyes opened and closed, a piercing radiance shot in all directions, like a sovereign descending upon the world and looking down on the Eight Desolates.

Under that aura, a transparent Qi Wall formed in front of Ling Feng, rippling violently like the surface of water.

Compared to half a year ago, Dongfang Chun had clearly undergone a tremendous transformation.

He had finally taken that step—once he entered the Saint Level, it was like being reborn. Now, he could already be called a true powerhouse, free to roam the vast world.

"Ling Feng, you actually came back alive."

Dongfang Chun looked at Ling Feng, his eyes carrying a trace of contempt.

In his eyes, Ling Feng had always been just his defeated opponent.

And now, half a year had passed; he himself was already a Saint Level expert, while Ling Feng...

Ling Feng as he was now, was even less worth worrying about!