The Art of Chaotic Divinity

After a long period of stunned silence, the shocked crowd finally erupted into a tidal wave of discussion.

The entire spectator stand seemed to boil over as countless eyes locked onto the lone figure standing proudly atop the arena.

"A new peerless prodigy has been born!"

"He defeated Ao Jue and broke into the top three! This Ling Feng is ridiculously strong!"

"My heavens, Dongling Immortal Pool is terrifying in this year's Sunset Heaven Selection! Shi Haoxuan sits firmly at the top without anyone able to shake him. Ling Feng defeated Ao Jue and rose against all expectations. Then there's Yu Linglong with that bizarre power of hers. She might even be able to challenge the top prodigies as well! Dongling Immortal Pool is practically defying the heavens!"

The other eight competitors among the top ten were equally stunned.

Ling Feng had always been strong.

But no one had ever imagined he would actually fight his way into the top three.

For the first time, Ye Ting's expression changed.

Defeating Ao Jue meant that Ling Feng had officially stepped into the ranks of the strongest experts of his generation.

Previously, Ling Feng had been nothing more than a weakling in Ye Ting's eyes. At best, he had been a slightly stronger ant.

But now, Ye Ting was forced to admit one thing.

Ling Feng stood on the same level as him.

A faint smile appeared on Shi Haoxuan's face.

"Interesting. I'm looking forward to fighting you."

The surrounding competitors immediately changed expression.

Shi Haoxuan's strength stood above both Ye Ting and Ao Jue. Even when facing those two, he had never revealed his true power.

Yet Ling Feng had managed to draw his interest.

Ye Ting frowned and pointed his thumb at his own nose.

"You only have one opponent, and that's me!"

Shi Haoxuan calmly shook his head.

"Ling Feng is the only opponent I acknowledge in this Sunset Heaven Selection."

Then he added flatly,

"You are not."

"You mean I'm inferior to him?"

A sharp light burst from Ye Ting's eyes.

He treated Shi Haoxuan's words with complete disdain.

Shi Haoxuan showed no hesitation whatsoever.

"Yes."

"He's stronger than you."

"Hahaha!"

Ye Ting laughed angrily.

"What a joke! He barely managed to defeat Ao Jue after thousands of exchanges. What's so impressive about that? If it were me, I could defeat Ao Jue within a hundred moves!"

Shi Haoxuan ignored him entirely and slowly closed his eyes.

Ye Ting clenched his fists tightly.

"Fine, Ling Feng."

"I'd like to see just how strong you really are."

On the arena, Ling Feng symbolically absorbed half of Ao Jue's Fortune Power before descending from the platform.

Since this was already the top-ten stage of the competition, the puppet referee no longer used forceful methods to move contestants on and off the arena.

Top-ten competitors deserved a certain level of respect.

At the very least, they should be allowed a dignified entrance and exit.

After a brief period of rest, the puppet referee announced the next match.

"Next match. Ye Ting versus Yu Linglong."

What? Ye Ting is about to fight?

The audience had only just managed to catch their breath before their excitement exploded once again. Ye Ting was a heaven-defying prodigy second only to Shi Haoxuan. In the eyes of many, he was even stronger than Ao Jue.

As for his opponent, she was the mysterious young girl who had defeated Gongsun Long with that strange and unfathomable power: Yu Linglong.

Before this tournament, almost nobody had heard her name. Yet during the top-ten battles of the Sunset Heaven Selection, she had defeated last year's sixth-ranked Gongsun Long and became famous overnight.

A harmless-looking young girl who had fought her way into the top ten and defeated an expert of Gongsun Long's caliber was already a legendary figure no matter how one looked at it. Moreover, she appeared to be even younger than Ye Ting.

Unfortunately for her, the opponent she faced this time was Ye Ting, a peerless genius capable of defining an entire era.

Yu Linglong floated onto the arena timidly. Just as before, she wore the same nervous and timid expression whenever she faced an opponent.

She never initiated an attack. However, anyone who had watched her previous matches knew exactly how terrifying that was. She always struck second and she usually ended the fight in a single move. The power hidden within that seemingly delicate body could be described with only one word.

She was terrifying.

Whoosh!

A flash of lightning streaked across the arena as Ye Ting appeared on the platform. His gaze was cold and emotionless.

Even though Yu Linglong looked adorable and delicate, she failed to stir the slightest ripple in his heart.

He spoke in an icy voice, "Get off the arena. You aren't worthy of making me fight."

The moment Yu Linglong heard those words, her eyes instantly reddened.

A match was a match. Why did he have to shout so loudly? It was practically enough to scare someone to death.

The crowd immediately exploded when they saw Yu Linglong looking on the verge of tears.

"Damn it, Ye Ting! Are you even a man? How can you treat a weak little girl like that?"

Someone immediately raised an objection. "A weak little girl?"

The girl might look delicate, but she was also the monster who had punched Gongsun Long flying off the arena.

If someone like you took a punch from her, a few hundred of you would probably die on the spot.

Many female cultivators began shouting angrily.

"Doesn't matter! Bullying a cute girl is unacceptable!"

"She's so adorable! How can you bully her?"

"Exactly! A match is a match. Personal attacks are crossing the line! She earned her place in the top ten through her own ability. Why isn't she qualified to fight you?"

The crowd grew increasingly agitated.

The truth was that Yu Linglong's adorable appearance, combined with her pitiful expression, made it far too easy for people to sympathize with her.

"..."

Ye Ting felt so speechless that his expression stiffened. What irritated him even more was that among the people scolding him were quite a few disciples from Wulei Sacred Land.

For a moment, he was so annoyed he nearly exploded. Damn it! It was just a bit of intimidation before the fight! Why is everyone taking it so seriously?

"Ahem..."

With no choice left, Ye Ting reluctantly forced a smile onto his face. The wrath of the crowd was not something even he could ignore.

Suppressing his frustration, he spoke in a much gentler tone. "Junior Sister Yu, was it? Please enlighten me."

Yu Linglong glanced at him cautiously. Seeing that his attitude had improved considerably, she finally clenched her small fists and replied softly, "P-Please enlighten me as well, Senior Brother."

At this moment, a thunderous roar erupted from below the arena. It came from none other than Lin Mu.

The fellow had somehow produced a sound-amplifying magical treasure and was shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Little Yuer! What are you scared of? Beat the crap out of him!"

The moment Yu Linglong heard Lin Mu's voice, her expression changed. A serious light suddenly appeared within her sparkling eyes.

"Hm?" Ye Ting immediately sensed the shift in her aura and his expression became slightly more focused.

He raised one hand and casually struck forward through the air.

In an instant, the atmosphere within a ten-mile radius underwent a dramatic transformation.

Violent currents of air surged across the battlefield as countless streams of energy gathered above the arena. Dark clouds spread across the sky, and fierce winds howled through the surroundings, making the scene resemble the arrival of the apocalypse.

Rumble!

A gigantic hand formed from storm clouds and raging winds descended from the heavens.

Wrapped in suppressive thunder power capable of crushing everything in its path, it slammed directly toward Yu Linglong.

Ye Ting really deserved his reputation as the leading figure of Wulei Sacred Land's younger generation. He was a peerless prodigy who stood above all the other talents of his era, and even a casual strike from him carried terrifying power.

In the waiting area, a trace of apprehension appeared in Ao Jue's eyes.

For the past ten years, he had believed he had finally surpassed Li Yanluo and would shine brilliantly on the stage of this Sunset Heaven Selection. Yet after returning stronger than ever, he discovered that even a place in the top three was no longer guaranteed.

Every generation produced its own exceptional talents. It seemed his era had already passed before it had even truly begun.