Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Chapter 1785 - 1786: Flying Dragon Gang!

Ling Feng couldn’t be bothered with the Despicable Donkey, rolled his eyes, and began to activate the "Eight Desolate Body Forging Technique" on his own, refining a bit of essence blood from the Sky Swallowing Python’s forehead, a high-level Demon Emperor-grade beast. This powerful demon beast essence blood tempered his body, enhancing Ling Feng’s physical strength to a certain extent.

Unfortunately, the Three Imperial Sects could not be breached. Ling Feng’s paths of Body Refinement, Qi Refinement, and Soul Refinement had all reached a bottleneck, a breakthrough not possible solely with the demon beast essence blood.

Forcibly breaking through the Emperor’s Gate in the Body Refining path without breaking the other two Emperor Gates would be meaningless.

After collecting some more essence blood, Ling Feng wasn’t stingy with the Despicable Donkey, leaving the rest for it to scour, except for the demon core.

After dissecting the Sky Swallowing Python, Ling Feng found two decaying corpses in its belly. One of the corpses still had a token from the Yunluo Sacred Land on it.

Although only one token was needed to pass the selection, keeping it wouldn’t hurt since he already had it.

If nothing else, when the Heavenly Enlightenment Selection was about to end, it could still be used for trading to earn a profit.

Perhaps, it could be exchanged for some valuable things.

After spending most of the day, Ling Feng finally finished dealing with the Sky Swallowing Python’s body. The Despicable Donkey, after drinking its fill of the python’s essence blood, returned satisfied to the Five Elements Heavenly Palace and began to doze off.

It was expected that after refining so much Sky Swallowing Python essence blood, its strength would increase again.

On the other side, Zi Feng’s progress also satisfied Ling Feng. Once Zi Feng and the Despicable Donkey’s strength increased, they could certainly become his two major aids.

Moreover, with the eleven Crystal Coffins’ Emperor Corpses, once he resurrected all of them, it would be an impressive sight indeed.

With these Corpse Puppets, perhaps, he could really influence the fate of the East Spirit Immortal Pond.

"The great calamity is approaching, I must further enhance my strength!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath; from Elder Turtle’s worried expression, it seemed there wasn’t much time left for him.

...

Since the encounter with the World Tower Master and his son, Ling Feng hadn’t faced other troubles.

In the blink of an eye, it was the tenth day, almost midday, and the Heavenly Enlightenment Selection was about to end.

At this moment, most people had returned to the place where they previously entered this area. After the selection ended, they could return directly to Tianyun Holy City via the Transmission Array.

However, the number of people returning there had dwindled to less than half, and most were injured.

More than three hundred people fighting for ten tokens, the competition was self-evident.

Basically, most who obtained tokens were familiar faces, prominent figures in Yunluo Sacred Land.

For instance, the Palace Master of Jueshen Palace and Fung Yiqiu of the Divine Wind Pavilion, both well-known experts in Tianyun Holy City, obtained the Yunluo Sacred Land tokens without any surprise.

Right then, someone said curiously, "Huh? Why haven’t we seen the World Tower Master and his son? They should be able to sweep away any opponents together."

"Yeah, now that you mention it, I remember. Why hasn’t the World Tower Master shown up yet? They should have easily acquired the tokens, right?"

Instantly, murmurs spread among the crowd, with almost everyone curious about why the World Tower Master and his son hadn’t returned.

Even the Palace Master of Jueshen Palace squinted and murmured, "Could it be that Yang Tai, that old fellow, died here? That would be quite interesting."

Only Ling Feng shrugged slightly, secretly smirking: from now on, there probably wouldn’t be a World Tower anymore.

Just then, someone spoke loudly, "By the way, does everyone remember sensing a very terrifying aura in the core area a few days ago? It was probably a high-level Demon Emperor-grade demon beast. If the World Tower Master and his son encountered that demon beast, there’s no surviving it."

"Right, right, I sensed it too. That aura was truly terrifying; even from dozens of miles away, I was almost scared to wet myself!"

"Fortunately, that aura quickly vanished; otherwise, this Heavenly Enlightenment Selection couldn’t continue."

Everyone was discussing their feelings about that high-level Demon Emperor.

Ling Feng touched his nose; had he not used the Reincarnation Technique to resurrect Emperor Tian Yan, this Heavenly Enlightenment Selection might have truly turned into a Shura scene.

"Hey, kid!"

At that moment, three burly men walked up to Ling Feng, the leader wearing a short beast fur coat, glaring at Ling Feng coldly.

"What advice do you have?"

Ling Feng smirked, unwilling to provoke trouble, but it seemed trouble had found him.

The Yunluo Sacred Land tokens couldn’t be stored in the Spirit Storage Ring, so carrying them on the body emitted a unique aura, detectable by others.

These men didn’t have tokens, so they set their sights on the seemingly weaker Ling Feng.

As the selection was nearing its end, they still wanted to make a last attempt.

"Kid, hand over the token, and maybe we can be friends with the Flying Dragon Gang, how about it?"

The leader of the burly men spoke with an unquestionable tone, coldly saying.

"That’s not exactly a friendly attitude, is it?"

Ling Feng squinted with a smile, slightly raising his fist; for such people, there’s nothing to say.

"Kid, you’re asking for it—"

The burly man raised his fist high, about to smash it into Ling Feng’s face, when suddenly, his voice stopped.

A figure in white appeared in an instant beside the burly man, grabbing his arm tightly.

"Great Master, maybe show some face for my sake and let this matter rest, what do you say?"

The figure in white was unexpectedly the Divine Wind Pavilion Master, Fung Yiqiu.

"F... Fung Yiqiu!"

The burly man glanced at Fung Yiqiu and seemed somewhat apprehensive, clenched his fist without speaking further, and left with his companions.

Indeed, the reputation of Fung Yiqiu in Tianyun Holy City was such that ordinary people dared not provoke him.

"Thanks."

Ling Feng glanced at Fung Yiqiu; in truth, if not for his intervention, he would undoubtedly have taught those Flying Dragon Gang guys a lesson.

Nevertheless, since Fung Yiqiu came to assist, it wouldn’t be right to disregard his help.

"You’re welcome."

Fung Yiqiu nodded to Ling Feng with a faint smile, "With your strength, naturally you wouldn’t fear these three. However, the Flying Dragon Gang is a mixed bag; better to avoid extra trouble when possible."