The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1109: Slaying Lin Canglang

"Kill that old geezer for me!"

A venomous glint shone in Lin Canglang's eyes. You want to save that old geezer Duanmu? Fine. I'll make you kill him yourself. How ironic and delightful it would be to watch.

Only someone as twisted as Lin Canglang could find joy in such cruelty.

"Yes, Master."

Ling Feng slowly drew the Eradicator of Realms. Step by step, he advanced toward Duanmu Qingshan, his movements stiff, as though stripped of his own will.

"How can this be?"

Duanmu Qingshan's eyes widened in disbelief. His proudest disciple stood before him, nothing more than a puppet bound to a demon's command.

"Little Feng, wake up! Do not let that fiend deceive you!"

His voice broke with despair.

It was over. Everything was finished!

"He will never wake again," Lin Canglang said with a triumphant sneer. "From this day forth, Ling Feng will be my most loyal dog. Whatever I command, he will obey, even if it means killing the master he reveres most. Hahaha!"

He threw back his head in wild laughter. At that instant, however, a voice as cold as steel brushed his ear.

"Oh? Is that so?"

It was Ling Feng's voice.

Lin Canglang's pupils shrank. He looked again and saw Ling Feng reach Duanmu Qingshan's side, sweep him into the Five Elements Heavenly Palace, and secure his safety. Once Duanmu was safe, Ling Feng cast aside all act.

"You... how is this possible?"

Lin Canglang's face turned pale. The boy had broken free of the Corpse Fiend Gu Curse.

Impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

Where had it gone wrong?

"What is so impossible about it?"

Ling Feng met his gaze with icy calm. A mocking smile curved his lips. "Did you think I would not notice the curse marks hidden inside the Supreme Lotus Seed? You tried to control me with them, so I simply played along. Tell me, how did it feel, believing you held my strings?"

"You... you..."

Lin Canglang's body trembled with rage. Without a hostage, he had lost his last advantage.

"Hehe, Despicable Donkey, time to work!"

Ling Feng flicked his sword. A violet light flashed, and Despicable Donkey appeared. Man and beast glared at Lin Canglang with murderous intent.

Lin Canglang had no idea that Ling Feng could not yet unleash the same terrifying power he once had. But courage had already left him. He shouted, "Master, hold him back! The Void Shift Curse will be ready soon!"

Yet Blood Sword Heavenly Lord already withdrew a hundred zhang away with his followers.

"This is your feud. I will not interfere!"

His voice faded, and in the next breath, he was gone.

"How amusing!"

A cold smile tugged at Ling Feng's lips. If Blood Sword Heavenly Lord had joined forces with Lin Canglang, victory would have been far from certain. But the memory of the power Ling Feng unleashed within the Demon Ruler's palace still haunted them. None dared face him directly.

Separated, Lin Canglang's fate was sealed.

"So much for your alliance. Frail as paper!"

Ling Feng's eyes hardened. "You should have died back in Wenxian Sect. I let you live two more years. That was already too much!"

"Ling Feng, you think one trick makes you my equal? This time you were fortunate. Next time—"

"There will be no next time. Despicable Donkey, go!"

At Ling Feng's command, Despicable Donkey lunged forward. With the strength of a demon emperor, suppressing Lin Canglang was effortless. Killing him, however, proved difficult. Lin Canglang's schemes were endless.

"Reality Reversal!"

Ling Feng let out a low shout and activated the Heavenly Dao Divine Inscription. Space itself twisted around Lin Canglang, aiding Despicable Donkey's assault.

But Lin Canglang had studied this technique since the battle in the Demon Ruler's palace. Prepared, he resisted the worst of it.

Even so, he soon faltered under Despicable Donkey's relentless strikes.

"Hehe, old man, taste this divine beast's Melon-Smashing Fist!"

Boom!

A thunderous crack echoed as Despicable Donkey's fist slammed into Lin Canglang's groin. His face contorted, tears spilling down despite his cultivation.

No matter how high one climbed, a man's weakness remained the same.

The so-called "Seventy-Two Divine Donkey Techniques" were as shameless as they were effective!

Writhing in agony, Lin Canglang rolled across the ground, scrambling to avoid Despicable Donkey's next blows.

"Finish him!"

Ling Feng's voice cut like a blade. Lin Canglang was too vicious, too venomous. Allowing him to live would only bring disaster.

"Hehe, understood!"

Despicable Donkey grinned, baring his teeth. He raised a hoof and brought it down hard.

Boom!

Lin Canglang's head burst apart, brain and blood spraying across the ground.

But from the shattered remains rose a cloud of black demonic qi. It shrieked with venomous rage. "Ling Feng! I will never forgive you! Never!"

"Your body is gone. What can a shred of spiritual thought do to me?"

Despicable Donkey opened his jaws, releasing a devouring force that dragged the demonic qi into his maw.

"No!"

Lin Canglang's wail pierced the air as he struggled to escape. "Ling Feng, do not think saving Duanmu Qingshan means victory. He has already been struck by my Three Lives, Three Deaths Tribulation. Without the antidote, he will never live, never rest in death, but become a demon spirit!"

Despicable Donkey froze and glanced at Ling Feng. "Boy, what now?"

That instant of hesitation allowed Lin Canglang to slip free. With some unknown sorcery, his soul darted away like a thunderbolt. Even Despicable Donkey could not pursue.

"Damn it!"

Ling Feng cursed. The old fox was slippery as ever.

But just as Lin Canglang tried to flee, a figure stepped into his path. A sword flashed like lightning.

"Hey demon, you will not escape!"

It was Lin Xian'er.

Though wounded earlier, her injuries had not been grave. She had already regained consciousness and, by fate, stood in the very path Lin Canglang had chosen.

Her hatred for him burned deep. She would never stand aside. Now that he was reduced to a soul, she believed she could hold him for a short time. A single moment would be enough. Ling Feng and Despicable Donkey would arrive, and then it would end.

"Xian'er, fall back!"

Ling Feng's roar shook the battlefield. Foolish woman, why did you rush out?

Even at his weakest, Lin Canglang was far beyond her strength!

"Heh heh heh... Ling Feng, you destroyed my body. So I will take this woman's life first."

Swoosh!

A shadow swept past.

Bright crimson blood sprayed from Lin Xian'er's snow-white neck.

Her body crumpled to the ground, vitality spilling away with each heartbeat.