The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 154: Blood Red Garment, Slain!

"You’re next!"

As Zifeng soared into the air, Ling Feng used his shoulder as a springboard, launching himself like a hawk. With his sword, the Eradicator of Realms, ablaze, he viciously slashed towards Blood Red Garment.

A sword was a deadly weapon, and swordsmanship was the art of killing.

It was only in the midst of life and death struggles that one could grasp the true essence of swordsmanship.

And at this moment, Blood Red Garment was the perfect candidate for honing his swordsmanship.

"You're too arrogant, kid!"

Blood Red Garment found himself initially intimidated by Zifeng's sudden appearance, causing thoughts of retreat to surface in his mind. However, he was taken aback by Ling Feng's swift actions, prompting him to entertain the idea of launching a counterattack against Ling Feng.

Ling Feng's attempt to take him on single-handedly left Blood Red Garment feeling rather disdainful.

Despite Ling Feng's recent slaying of Luo Yan, he believed that a significant portion of that feat was due to Luo Yan's underestimation of Ling Feng, coupled with the surprise factor of Ling Feng's formidable skills.

Now that Ling Feng had revealed his hand, Blood Red Garment felt confident in his ability to handle the situation with caution and not fall prey to Ling Feng's tactics.

"Very well, I'll capture you alive. I'm not afraid of that demon lord laying a finger on me!"

With a glint of cold determination in his eyes, Blood Red Garment suddenly unsheathed his blood-red long sword.

Clang!

The resounding clash of swords echoed out, igniting a shower of fiery sparks.

Ling Feng felt a slight numbing sensation in his grip; Blood Red Garment's raw strength was truly formidable.

"You'll regret this arrogant decision for the rest of your life!"

Blood Red Garment, with a gaze akin to a poised snake, fixed his eyes on Ling Feng. Having learned from the lesson with Luo Yan, he didn't underestimate his opponent; every move he made was executed with full force.

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Clang! Clang!

Despite being at the same realm as Luo Yan, Blood Red Garment's strength seemed to surpass Luo Yan's by more than tenfold.

Clad in treasured armor and wielding a treasured war sword, coupled with his transformation of true qi into elemental power, each swing of his blade made waves of qi and blood surge through Ling Feng's body.

After previously unleashing Scorching Sky Blaze, Ling Feng had depleted more than half of his true qi, making it extremely challenging to face the expert Blood Red Garment.

"Hahaha, kid, I thought you actually had some skills!"

Blood Red Garment's eyes were bloodshot, resembling a devil from hell, as he emanated an extremely toxic mist from within his body.

Fortunately, Ling Feng remained completely unaffected by the poison. Coupled with his Boundless Sword Steps, he barely managed to hold his ground against Blood Red Garment's relentless attacks.

The sword technique he was currently employing was none other than the Flower-Transposing Jade-Burying Sword, the technique Duanmu Qingshan had just demonstrated before him.

In comparison to the third Evil of the Four Evils of the Bloody Night, Duanmu Qingshan clearly had the upper hand, swiftly disposing of his opponent with a fatal sword strike.

Observing Ling Feng execute the Flower-Transposing Jade-Burying Sword, Duanmu Qingshan couldn't help but admire his disciple's rare talent.

With a sigh, Duanmu Qingshan swung his sword and attacked Yang Wei, Li Liang, and the others. With his formidable support, the Wenxian Sect immediately overwhelmed the subordinates of the Four Evils of the Bloody Night.

As for Zifeng, it went without saying. While Zifeng might not possess the strength of a demon lord, the flames it breathed were just as real.

Previously, even Wen Tingguang and Long Xiao of the Black-Armored Cavalry had suffered greatly from these flames, let alone a mere martial artist in the early stages of the Transformation Realm.

In no time, Zifeng drained the life force of the second Evil of the Four Evils of the Bloody Night, reducing him to ashes.

On Ling Feng's side, however, progress was slow.

Nevertheless, the overall situation had become clear; the schemes of the Four Evils of the Bloody Night had been completely thwarted.

After about half an hour, the fierce battle subsided, leaving only Blood Red Garment standing, with all other enemies either dead or captured.

Even Zifeng reverted to his pocket-sized small stone figure, perching atop a large rock with its legs crossed as it observed from the sidelines.

"It's hard to believe that Ling Feng's strength is now nearly equal to mine."

Duanmu Qingshan’s eyes were filled with astonishment. He doubted he would have fared any better against Blood Red Garment than Ling Feng did.

"Thanks to you, my excellent disciple, we've managed to preserve the Wenxian Sect's legacy of several hundred years!" Elder Yao chuckled heartily, stroking his long beard.

All eyes turned to Ling Feng, filled with admiration and respect.

This young man, perhaps younger than most of the inner disciples present, has become the savior of the sect!

"Damn it!"

Blood Red Garment's heart sank as he witnessed the inevitable defeat. He couldn't believe he had been struggling against a mere junior in the Pulse Formation Realm for so long.

Little did he know, the more he fought, the more astonished he became. Despite his reputation as the leader of the Four Evils of the Bloody Night, known for his ruthless killings and having claimed the lives of countless geniuses, Ling Feng, at the early stages of the Pulse Formation Realm, was the first to push him to such an extent.

"Sunset Blood Drip!"

With a roar, Blood Red Garment's blade surged with energy as he unleashed a mystical-tier martial technique. With a fierce slash, the immense force drove Ling Feng back several steps.

"The next strike will sever your dog legs!"

Blood Red Garment snorted disdainfully. Ling Feng's agility was proving challenging to keep up with. To swiftly deal with this relentless adversary, he needed to disable Ling Feng's agility first.

"Eight-Directions Blade Slash!"

Another ferocious swing, with unparalleled power, cleaved through the air towards Ling Feng's thigh with a howling wind.

"Hmph, that move has already been used!"

A glint of cold determination flashed in Ling Feng's eyes as the Heavenly Dao Eye revealed the secrets of Blood Red Garment's blade technique. This time, Blood Red Garment's attack played right into Ling Feng's hands.

"As long as I can kill you!" Blood Red Garment roared. His violent energy surged forth, creating a whirlwind as he cleaved through the void, aiming his blade directly at Ling Feng's head.

"Unfortunately, the same move won't work on me twice!" Ling Feng sneered, evading at the last moment with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Half an hour had passed!

Ling Feng could once again unleash Scorching Sky Blaze!

"What!?"

Blood Red Garment's pupils contracted sharply. Years of combat had honed his senses to an extraordinary level.

He unmistakably sensed an incredibly dangerous aura emanating from Ling Feng.

It’s that strike!

Blood Red Garment tightened his grip on his war blade. "You wish!"

Clad in treasured armor, his defense was formidable. Coupled with his skillful manipulation of the treasured sword, he adopted an impenetrable defensive stance.

"How naive!"

Ling Feng's lips curled into a smirk.

The terror of Scorching Sky Blaze lay in its certainty of death upon execution!

Either the sword couldn't be drawn, or the opponent would die!

Ling Feng had found the perfect moment to draw his sword. No matter how Blood Red Garment resisted, he wouldn’t be able to escape the fate of death.

The Earth-Fire True Qi enveloped the Eradicator of Realms, its dark blade seemingly tinged with a red glow. The trajectory of the blade was too fast for the naked eye to catch.

"Scorching Sky Blaze!"

In the blink of an eye, Ling Feng's sword had already descended.

Crack!

Blood Red Garment's sword swing seemed to freeze in place, his cherished sword splitting directly into two pieces and dropping to the ground.

Following that, a gush of blood erupted from his chest, soaring several yards high into the air.

Ling Feng's single stroke not only shattered his treasured sword and tore through his treasured armor but also pierced straight through his body!

It was "fortunate" that he possessed two treasured pieces of equipment; otherwise, his body might have been split in half, reminiscent of Luo Yan’s severed head.

"How... is this... possible—"

Blood Red Garment's eyes brimmed with reluctance and shock. Then, with a resounding crash, his body collapsed heavily to the ground.

The merciless evildoer, known for his unflinching brutality, had finally breathed his last, succumbing to death's embrace!