The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 35: Sunset Sword Technique!

Ling Feng, after painstakingly finding the route back to the sect, was hurrying along at full speed. Suddenly, in the distance ahead, within the dense forest, he spotted a group of riders flying towards him at a remarkable speed.

The seven individuals, five men and two women, wore expressions on their faces that seemed to be a mix of amusement and slyness. They looked at Ling Feng with a gaze akin to that of hunters spotting their prey.

Ling Feng furrowed his brow slightly. He wasn't eager to invite trouble, but if trouble came looking for him, he wouldn't back down either.

Especially considering his cultivation had advanced to the peak of the seventh level of Qi Formation, stepping into the later stage of Qi Formation. At this level, his true qi was more refined and profound, enabling him to wield techniques that infused true qi into his blade. This heightened the power of his sword techniques to a new level.

He was confident that even if he encountered another strong qi cultivator like Xiao Qinggang, who had reached the tenth level of Qi Formation, he could defeat them without needing to activate the Asura's Eye.

Ling Feng raised his eyes, directing his attention initially to the young swordsman at the forefront. The man exuded a composed and unyielding aura, akin to a tranquil abyss. Undoubtedly, he posed a formidable challenge, making him a rather troublesome adversary.

Ling Feng didn't place much emphasis on the warriors standing behind the young swordsman.

For him, besides qi cultivators at the tenth level of Qi Formation, other warriors of the Qi Formation Realm could be dispatched with a single stroke of his sword.

Within a few blinks, Li Changqing halted a hundred steps away from Ling Feng. Standing confidently with hands behind his back, he asked, "Are you a disciple of the Wenxian Sect?"

Ling Feng's dashing eyebrows furrowed slightly. "What if I am?"

"Hmph!" Arrogance flashed in Li Changqing's eyes, portraying him as a figure of superiority. With an authoritative tone, he stated, "If that's the case, kneel down and surrender all your belongings! If I'm feeling generous, perhaps I'll spare you."

"By your means?" Ling Feng chuckled disdainfully. "I advise you all not to provoke me."

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"Hahaha!" A swordsman next to Li Changqing advanced, his laughter filled with mockery. "Has your head turned to mush, kid? Trying to act tough alone in front of our Senior Brother Li?"

"Get lost!" Ling Feng wasn't interested in lingering with them any further. He simply spat out the word coldly, and his aura became more intense.

"Do people from the Wenxian Sect all have a death wish?" Li Changqing cracked his knuckles, producing a popping sound like frying beans. His gaze coldly locked onto Ling Feng, resembling a hawk fixated on its prey.

"Do you realize that I am a genius from the inner sect of the Liuyun Sword Sect? Even the leader of your Wenxian Sect has to step back in front of our Liuyun Sword Sect leader. Yet you, a mere ordinary disciple, are so audacious!"

Liuyun Sword Sect!

A glint of coldness flashed in Ling Feng's eyes, a trace of killing intent emanating from the depths of his heart.

On that day, Grandpa had once taken me to the Liuyun Sword Sect. Unfortunately, we were heartlessly expelled, and I even received a severe beating.

Today, it's time to take revenge for that humiliation!

"The affairs of the Wenxian Sect's leader are none of my concern. If you insist on causing trouble for me, bear the consequences yourselves!"

"Hehe, this disciple from the Wenxian Sect is quite interesting, showing some unexpected backbone!" The voluptuous female disciple wore a playful smile. She playfully turned to Li Changqing, saying, "Senior Brother Li, how about we give him a good bone-cracking session today?"

Li Changqing, teased by the sweet and charming voice of Li Ruyun, burst into laughter immediately. "Of course! The insolent bone from the Wenxian Sect needs a proper lesson."

In Ling Feng's heart, there was a slight sense of frustration.

Having faced exclusion within the Wenxian Sect, Ling Feng found it disheartening that his journey for experience had now entangled him in the conflicts between the Liuyun Sword Sect and the Wenxian Sect.

"Junior Brother Chang, go teach him a lesson. Be mindful of our Liuyun Sword Sect's grace, don't tarnish our sect's reputation!" Li Changqing sneered and casually gestured to a swordsman at the ninth level of Qi Formation by his side. In his view, dealing with someone at the seventh level of Qi Formation with someone at the ninth level was practically a surefire victory, sparing him the need to intervene personally.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother Li. I'll make sure to properly teach him how to respect the seniority of the Liuyun Sword Sect!"

Chang Shuyang smirked, a sinister expression crossing his face as he stared at Ling Feng, as if observing a piece of fish on a chopping board.

"Kid, I suggest you cooperate. Surrender all your valuable belongings, and perhaps I'll graciously spare you. Breaking one of your legs would be a generous gesture," Chang Shuyang declared arrogantly, convinced he had Ling Feng cornered.

Ling Feng sighed inwardly and slowly drew the wooden sword from behind him. With a calm expression, he said, "Defeat me first before talking."

Due to the exhaustion from activating the Asura's Eye and falling into the water, Ling Feng's Moon Slayer was likely resting at the riverbed. Therefore, Ling Feng casually whittled a tree branch into a makeshift wooden sword to temporarily substitute for his weapon.

"Haha, a wooden sword?" The disciples from the Liuyun Sword Sect burst into laughter immediately.

"Is the Wenxian Sect so impoverished now? Your disciples can't even afford a decent steel sword!"

"Absolutely ridiculous! This guy must have descended the mountain to party, and when he ran out of money, he pawned his own sword! Hahaha..."

Chang Shuyang laughed even more heartily, almost rolling on the ground. In his eyes, Ling Feng was nothing more than an absolute joke.

"You're quite courageous, but also na?ve! Do you really think I wouldn't dare to finish you off?"

Chang Shuyang's arm moved swiftly, and the sword gleamed with flashes, the sword shadows dancing like serpents as they cut through the air.

It had to be admitted that the Liuyun Sword Sect deserved its title as a sword sect. Its disciples demonstrated a level of swordsmanship that was clearly a notch above that of the Wenxian Sect.

However, their weakness was also apparent—the true qi they cultivated was not as refined and pure as that of the disciples from the Wenxian Sect.

"Attack! Otherwise, you won't get a chance to strike!" Ling Feng pointed his wooden sword towards the ground, displaying a calm and composed expression.

"Blatant arrogance!" Chang Shuyang erupted in anger, unleashing his body technique. Swish! Swish! Swish! Multiple thrusts targeted Ling Feng's vital points. The speed appeared moderate, yet it was elusive and unpredictable. In the shimmering of the sword light, he swiftly closed in on Ling Feng.

"Well done! Senior Brother Chang truly lives up to his reputation. This Sunset Sword Technique is executed with unparalleled skill!"

The well-built female disciple, Li Ruyun, joined in the applause and chuckled, "Senior Brother Chang, you're truly impressive!"

Upon hearing Li Ruyun's encouraging cheers, Chang Shuyang seemed to be injected with newfound vigor. His swordsmanship became even more intense.

However, Ling Feng's demeanor remained remarkably serene and composed. He gracefully dodged several of Chang Shuyang's strikes with his agile body technique. As he focused his gaze through the Heavenly Dao Eye, clarity filled his mind.

Although the Sunset Sword Technique was inferior to his own Starshatter Sword Technique, it still had its merits.

Especially after consuming the Sunfire Crimson Fruit, Ling Feng's true qi now possessed a hint of flame attribute. Practicing a sword technique with a fire element naturally enhanced its power.

Before unsheathing his sword, Ling Feng's footwork in the Flashing Steps technique was both erratic and elusive. Despite Chang Shuyang's attempts to strike, he couldn't lay a finger on even a corner of Ling Feng's garment.

"How is this possible?"

"How can that kid's footwork be so exceptional?"

The disciples of the Liuyun Sword Sect looked at each other in disbelief. They couldn't fathom how a Qi Formation Realm cultivator, merely at the seventh level, could effortlessly maneuver under the attacks of a skilled practitioner at the ninth level.

After a short while, Chang Shuyang's swordplay became repetitive, and Ling Feng finally sneered, saying indifferently, "Is this all the power your Sunset Sword Technique has?"

Chang Shuyang clenched his fists, and his reasonably handsome face turned crimson. "You brat, you're seeking death!"

"You can't kill me!" Ling Feng raised a finger, wiggling it in front of Chang Shuyang. Then, he said coldly, "You better witness what real Sunset Sword Technique looks like!"