The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 703: Flying-Immortal Sword-Controlling Art

Chapter 703: Flying-Immortal Sword-Controlling Art

"You're not the first to say those words, but everyone who said them before... all died by my hand!"

Ling Feng instantly drew the Eradicator of Realms, still carrying Tuoba Yan on his shoulder, which prevented him from fully focusing on his opponent.

"Hehe, how amusing. On the brink of death, and you're still interested in making jokes!"

Shen Lang's gaze turned icy as he looked at Ling Feng. "You've already taken enough of the treasures outside; you shouldn't be so greedy as to set your sights on the Divine Desolation Treasure Box. Its mysteries are beyond what an ordinary mortal like you can decipher. This is your last chance. Either hand over the treasure box... or die!"

"So that box is called the Divine Desolation Treasure Box," Ling Feng muttered to himself, memorizing the name. He raised his head to look at Shen Lang, smirking coldly, "I'm a mere mortal? And what about you? Don't flatter yourself by being above me!"

"Besides, you're smart, but I'm no fool. If I survive, there's a high chance the information of the treasure box being in your possession will spread. If I were you, I wouldn't spare anyone who knows this secret, would you?"

Ling Feng's grin grew wider.

"You're as cunning as I expected; it seems we're quite similar. But that only makes it all the more necessary for me to get rid of you!"

Shen Lang opened his gourd, took a long swig, and then sprayed it onto his sword blade. With a sweeping motion, he unleashed the "Curse of the Wine God!"

He was a lion pouncing on a rabbit, using his full strength against an opponent weaker than himself.

Ling Feng panicked. It seemed there was no time to wait for Feng Yan to regain consciousness. Without hesitation, he unleashed his movement art, fleeing the scene as fast as he could.

"You think you can escape? Flying-Immortal Sword-Controlling Art!"

With a mocking laugh, Shen Lang launched his sword with a sharp "whoosh" and stepped onto its blade, accelerating to a speed that was almost beyond comprehension as he closed in on Ling Feng from behind.

"Damn it!"

Ling Feng pushed the Boundless Sword Steps to the limit, looking back to see Shen Lang flying on his sword, moving even faster than his own technique.

"You won't escape!"

Shen Lang laughed triumphantly, knowing that at his speed, it wouldn't take long for the Divine Desolation Treasure Box, which Ling Feng had taken from the scripture depository, to fall into his hands.

In fact, he intentionally slowed his pace to exhaust Ling Feng's true qi. At this rate, Ling Feng was destined for death.

Still, Shen Lang couldn't help but wonder why, even in a life-or-death situation, Ling Feng continued to carry that woman. Was he a sentimental fool or just lust-driven?

Ling Feng, still carrying Tuoba Yan, replied quickly, "This isn't the time to explain! Can you fly on your own?"

Tuoba Yan formed a hand seal, and a pair of pale purple wings sprouted from her back. She leapt from Ling Feng's shoulder, only to find that she couldn't quite keep up with him.

Rubbing her sore stomach, Tuoba Yan glanced around and noticed a man in black chasing after Ling Feng with relentless ferocity.

Tuoba Yan's mind was sharp. Even without an explanation from Ling Feng, she quickly pieced things together.

With Ling Feng's strength, he couldn't fight someone like Shen Lang while carrying her.

And yet, even in such a dangerous situation, he hadn't abandoned her...

Gritting her teeth, Tuoba Yan felt a touch of warmth in her heart. Still, she scolded, "You fool! Why didn't you just leave me?"

"Not sure why."

Ling Feng shrugged. Seeing Shen Lang closing in from behind, he quickly grabbed Tuoba Yan's wrist, picking up speed, and said, "Maybe I've just gotten used to having you around."

"What?!"

Tuoba Yan's face flushed slightly as Ling Feng's grip tightened around her wrist.

After a moment of silence, she looked back and spoke in a serious tone, "Ling Feng, this isn't working! That guy is faster than us. If we can't outrun him, then we should turn and fight! Together, we might stand a chance!"

"Hehe, I've been waiting for you to say that!"

Ling Feng halted the Eradicator of Realms.

The past was the past; the present was now. Tuoba Yan's strength was no small matter.

Since she was ready to fight, what did he have to fear?

Together with Tuoba Yan, they could take on Shen Lang, and even his Wine God Sword Dao might not give him much advantage.

Shen Lang wanted to kill him for the Divine Desolation Treasure Box, but Ling Feng intended to kill him to keep the secret from spreading.

And perhaps, he might even learn something valuable about the treasure box from Shen Lang.