The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 162: Ambush in the Dark Night!

The Heavenly Dao Eye shimmered with divine radiance. With the ability Boundless Vision, all living beings within a circumference of one thousand zhang were vividly reflected in Ling Feng's mind.

"The nearest Peak Pulse Formation martial artist is located southwest, 676 zhang from me!"

Drawing a deep breath, Ling Feng swiftly executed the Boundless Sword Steps, darting towards the southwest like lightning.

The night provided Ling Feng with the best concealment, while the precise positioning of the Eye of the Heavenly Dao rendered him the most ruthless killer under the cover of darkness.

Swish!

A black shadow streaked across the sky.

Perched atop the trunk of a towering tree, Ling Feng caught sight of a middle-aged man wearing a cool expression.

"You’re the first one. Die!"

With the agility of a hawk, Ling Feng descended swiftly, targeting the middle-aged man with his long sword.

"Who's there!?"

The man, a peak martial artist of the Pulse Formation realm, remained on high alert. Nevertheless, he could never have anticipated that Ling Feng would dare to willingly walk into the deathtrap!

"The one who's after your life!"

Ling Feng snorted coldly. His Eradicator of Realms, with a flash of red light, surged forth with its overpowering and fiery aura, reminiscent of a sweeping blaze of red flames.

Swish!

The head of a once-esteemed individual soared into the sky, propelled by unseen forces, while the middle-aged man's body tumbled down a tree trunk.

Even in death, he failed to comprehend the identity of his killer!

"My next target lies in the southeast, 712 zhang away!"

Swish!

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Ling Feng's silhouette once again darted forth.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

In the pitch-black night sky, intermittent cries of agony echoed out.

In the span of just half an hour, seven out of the ten peak martial artists dispatched by the Jia Family in the Pulse Formation realm had met their demise!

In the dense forest, an elderly man with snow-white hair displayed a visage of profound anger, bellowing, "Damned beasts!"

Beside him, two peak martial artists of the Pulse Formation Realm followed closely.

With each agonized cry, the elderly man rushed towards the sound, only to discover decapitated corpses each time.

Gradually, he realized that these Pulse Formation Realm martial artists were no match for Ling Feng; his trapping strategies had been torn apart.

In order to minimize unnecessary casualties, the elderly man kept the peak Pulse Formation martial artists he encountered close by.

After all, even for the Jia Family in Hanwu County, nurturing a peak Pulse Formation Realm martial artist required a significant investment of resources and manpower. Each one was a precious asset to the Jia Family!

"F-Fifth elder, what should we do now?"

One of the peak Pulse Formation Realm martial artists, filled with panic, witnessed their companions being harvested one by one, and his heart began to fill with deep fear.

The elderly man with white hair was none other than the fifth elder of the Jia Family.

Ling Feng's slaying of Jia Lang, the second young master of the Jia Family, had stirred up immense fury among the upper echelons of the Jia Family.

Although Jia Yan, the head of the Jia Family, was aware of his son's unruly nature, he couldn't bear the loss of his own flesh and blood.

Driven by grief and indignation, Jia Yan dispatched a considerable number of elite troops from the Jia Family to hunt down Ling Feng and bring back his head as an offering to his son's departed soul.

Led by the third elder of the Jia Family, and accompanied by the fifth and seventh elder, along with ten peak martial artists of the Pulse Formation realm, they set out to besiege Ling Feng.

With such a formidable lineup, they were more than capable of dealing with even mid-stage Transformation Realm experts.

However, they never imagined that Ling Feng could silently and effortlessly eliminate peak Pulse Formation experts, appearing and disappearing like a ghost.

He seemed to be a natural-born hunter of the night, unseen and unheard, claiming a life with each appearance.

"Why fear?" The fifth elder's face remained as calm as water as he uttered coldly, "This kid is skulking in the shadows, afraid to show his face. Obviously, he fears me. With me here, what do you have to fear?"

"Oh, is that so?"

A chilling voice pierced the night, distant yet nearby, ethereal and terrifying, akin to a demon lurking in the darkness, sending shivers down the spine.

Behind the fifth elder, the two peak martial artists of the Pulse Formation realm felt their legs weaken. They had seen too many comrades' bodies already and couldn't help but feel an instinctual dread toward this hunter emerging from the night.

Peak Pulse Formation experts, though sounding formidable, all became headless ghosts after Ling Feng got his hands on them!

"Kid, if you've got guts, show yourself instead of hiding like a coward!"

The fifth elder's eyes blazed with fury as he drew a massive broadsword, his gaze scanning the surroundings ferociously, attempting to pinpoint Ling Feng's location by his voice.

Ling Feng, however, was currently employing the technique of long-distance voice transmission. Even though the fifth elder was an expert at the third level of the Transformation Realm, he wouldn't be able to accurately discern Ling Feng's exact location.

In the darkness of night, Ling Feng alone held control of the situation.

With his Boundless Vision ability, Ling Feng could kill invisibly!

"There are still two peak Pulse Formation martial artists left. One of them is only seventeen zhang away from the position of that Transformation Realm expert!"

Ling Feng's eyes flashed with seriousness.

Seventeen zhang!

This meant that killing under the nose of a Transformation Realm expert, even with the cover of night, would likely not go undetected!

Moreover, facing three Transformation Realm experts in total, Ling Feng would be in dire straits if he were delayed for even a moment. He could be trapped in a situation like being besieged by three Transformation Realm martial artists.

While Zifeng could indeed handle one Transformation Realm martial artist on his own, the remaining two would be enough to end his life.

Currently, only the fifth elder had revealed himself, but the other two couldn't escape Ling Feng's Heavenly Dao Eyes.

The other two Transformation Realm experts had long since concealed their breaths, lying in ambush nearby, awaiting Ling Feng's unwitting approach.

They believed he couldn't detect their presence, but this presented Ling Feng with an opportunity to turn the tables on them all!

"Zifeng, your performance will be crucial shortly!" Ling Feng took a deep breath, conveying his thoughts to Zifeng telepathically.

"Master, rest assured. As long as I'm not dealing with the most formidable old guy, everything will be fine!"

Zifeng's mental connection with Ling Feng was seamless, without any obstacles whatsoever, which was their greatest advantage in working together.

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"Smelly brat, get the hell out here!"

The fifth elder bellowed to the sky, but hesitated to act rashly due to concerns for the safety of the remaining peak Pulse Formation martial artists.

The two remaining peak Pulse Formation martial artists gripped their weapons tightly, scanning their surroundings vigilantly, prepared for any threat.

Suddenly, the martial artist on the far right noticed a flicker of shadow before him. Before he could cry out in alarm, he felt a cold sensation around his neck, and his head rolled off his shoulders.

"Ah! It's him!"

Unfortunately, he lost consciousness before he could finish his sentence.

"H-He's appeared again!"

Nearby, just a short distance from the peak Pulse Formation martial artist, the final guard from the Jia Family was so terrified that his legs went weak, causing him to collapse to the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

"Little brat, you've killed again. Do you think you can escape?"

In an instant, a chilling voice emerged not far behind, accompanied by a robust figure breaking through the soil.

This figure, also an elderly man with graying hair, possessed an immensely towering stature, with a formidable presence several times stronger than the fifth elder!

Simultaneously, from within the dense foliage of a towering tree, another figure emerged, leaped out and fiercely swung his sword downward.

These two individuals were none other than the third elder and the seventh elder, who had been hiding all along.

Ling Feng was taking a gamble, just as they were.

The gamble centered around Ling Feng's pride!

They were using the remaining two peak Pulse Formation martial artists as bait, keeping them within the fifth elder's sight while maintaining a certain distance.

That distance served as the bait!

They were confident that, given Ling Feng's pride, he would surely attempt to attack the peak Pulse Formation martial artists under the Transformation Realm expert's nose!

One Transformation Realm expert openly visible and two concealed were waiting to ambush Ling Feng.

Even for a prodigy like Ling Feng, being surrounded by three Transformation Realm experts left him with absolutely no chance of escape!