The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 862: The Demon Eye Reappears

Wang Chuanjia and the others were only hit by the aftershocks of the attack—yet even that was enough to make them bleed. Just imagine the terrifying pressure Ling Feng faced head-on from the Giant Bear Demon Punch!

"Heh heh heh... You should be proud to have forced me to use this move."

Hei Xiong grinned viciously. Countless opponents stronger than him had fallen to this technique—let alone a mere Ling Feng.

But in the next moment, when Hei Xiong looked at Ling Feng, his pupils shrank violently.

Ling Feng stood tall at the center of the soundwaves, completely unaffected.

Even worse—he was smirking.

"H-how...? Impossible!"

Hei Xiong's eyes bulged in shock. His Giant Bear Demon Punch wasn't something a normal person could withstand!

"Your soundwaves can't even touch me."

Ling Feng grinned as his Lingtian Sword Force suddenly expanded, enveloping Hei Xiong.

Though he hadn't gained any Great Dao in the Ancient Tower Grove, his sword will and sword force had grown exponentially.

With both his Reincarnated Sword Will and Slaughterous Sword Will reaching the advanced stage, his Lingtian Sword Force had also multiplied in power.

Hei Xiong had assumed his sonic attack would cripple Ling Feng. But how could he have predicted Ling Feng possessed something as overpowered as sword force?

Sword force was akin to a domain. Mere soundwaves couldn't breach this absolute defense.

In an instant, Hei Xiong was trapped within Ling Feng's Lingtian Sword Force, where the combined power of Reincarnated and Slaughterous Sword Will reigned supreme!

Here, Ling Feng was the ruler of this space!

This was the true might of sword force!

Inside the Four Spirits Divine-Sealing Tablet, Ling Feng had no other abilities—only his sword will and sword force to rely on.

And with occasional pointers from the monstrous devilkin, Ke Weili, his progress had been staggering.

After all, Ke Weili's knowledge and insight were at the immortal emperor level!

"W-what kind of power is this?"

Hei Xiong shuddered as a wave of weakness washed over him. Even his Beast Transformation involuntarily reverted, leaving him in his original form.

"The kind that ends you!"

Ling Feng's dark eyes blazed with divine light as he whispered a single word:

"Annihilate!"

Boom!

The void trembled!

An overwhelming, invisible force erupted from Ling Feng, surging skyward as if to blot out the heavens!

Winds howled, clouds churned—the very weather shifted under the pressure of his soul energy!

Hei Xiong met Ling Feng's gaze and felt his soul quake.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Staggering backward, Hei Xiong nearly lost his footing.

The boy before him no longer seemed human—but a sovereign whom all life must bow to!

"Who... what are you?"

Hei Xiong panicked. As a northern demon genius, he recognized this as something akin to a domain.

But how could someone with such cultivation possess one?

Of course, sword force wasn't a true domain. At most, Ling Feng could extend it six zhang around himself—nowhere near the scope of a real domain. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

Had Hei Xiong not foolishly frozen in place, Ling Feng wouldn't have locked him down so easily.

But now that he was trapped, escape was impossible.

And right now, Hei Xiong was nothing but prey.

"A king beast-bloodline demon is perfect nourishment for my Eight Desolations Body Refinement Art."

Ling Feng's smile turned cruel.

Against enemies, mercy didn't exist.

"W-what are you doing?" Hei Xiong's voice trembled. That look in Ling Feng's eyes chilled him to the bone.

Does he want to eat bear paws?!

But then Ling Feng raised a finger—and pierced Hei Xiong's forehead!

Extracting a piece of flesh, he activated his Eight Desolations Body Refinement Art, refining the essence of this king beast-bloodline demon.

"You... you're stealing my... bloodline?!"

Hei Xiong's aura withered rapidly.

"Not just your bloodline. Your soul—and everything else."

Ling Feng gripped Hei Xiong's throat and uttered two icy words:

"Bloodthirsty—Plunder!"

For the first time after so long, the third demon eye on Ling Feng's forehead reopened.

A Demonic Void Hand tore through space, ripping out Hei Xiong's soul and vital essence in one brutal motion.

"NO—NOOO—!"

Hei Xiong's final roar was filled with despair—before his body shriveled into a dried husk.

His demonic essence, flesh, and even soul were completely drained.

A surge of pure, immense soul energy flooded Ling Feng, instantly restoring his stamina.

Tossing the withered corpse aside, he circulated the Sacred Mystical-Heaven Art to purge the malevolent qi from Hei Xiong's extracted soul.

He hadn't used the Eye of Plunder on a whim—but out of necessity.

Inside the Four Spirits Divine-Sealing Tablet, Ling Feng had asked Ke Weili why his progress had stalled at ninety-eight meridian gates—despite using both Tiance Spirit Spring and Blood Soul energy.

The more he trained, the harder it became to suppress his breakthrough to the Transformation Realm.

Ke Weili, ever perceptive, pinpointed the issue immediately:

His soul essence source wasn't strong enough.

Without bolstering it, reaching a hundred meridian gates—or even ninety-nine—would be impossible.

His body had been tempered countless times, meeting the requirements. But his soul was comparatively weak.

In hindsight, Ling Feng had underestimated the difficulty of this unprecedented feat.

Even in the immortal dao realm, geniuses with ninety-nine meridian gates weren't unheard of. But a hundred?

Not even the Heaven-Patrolling Clan or Heavenly Dao Clan had ever achieved it!

Thus, Ling Feng had no choice but to strengthen his soul essence source this way.

As for the Blood Soul Pearl taken from the Blood God Cult?

The damned Despicable Donkey had used them all up long ago!