The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1128: Dead on the Spot

"Tiejian Sect's dog?"

The man in the green hat suddenly laughed. "Tiejian Sect is nothing more than a lackey of my Tianluo Island. Second Young Miss, since you've already come out, you might as well return with me. My master has been waiting for you!"

"Tianluo Island?"

Feng Chan's expression shifted. "You... you're a disciple of the Tianluo Ancestor!"

"Heh, the Second Young Miss is indeed sharp."

The man in green smiled lightly and made a courteous gesture. "Please, come with me."

His words sounded polite, yet the aura he released left no path of escape.

Feng Chan bit her lip. "And if I refuse?"

The man chuckled, casting a mocking glance at those beside her. With his hands clasped behind his back, he looked up at the sky, speaking in a calm tone that carried an icy edge. "Do you truly believe that, with this rabble at your side, you have the right to refuse me?"

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

He clicked his tongue in mock pity and shook his head. "Then don't blame me for crushing their skulls one by one before your eyes!"

"Arrogant bastard!"

Fatty Huang grit his teeth and leapt forward. His legs trembled, but he refused to retreat.

"You think it'll be that easy to take Fatty's life?"

"Oh?"

The man in green turned his gaze on him. One look was enough to send Fatty Huang collapsing to the ground.

"Hahaha... a pack of ants!"

His laughter rang out, full of contempt. In his eyes, they weren't even worth noticing!

And of course, without releasing his Demon Emperor aura, Despicable Donkey's appearance carried no real sense of menace.

"Having a good laugh, are you?"

Ling Feng reached out and pulled Fatty Huang back up. He released his Lingtian Sword Force, wrapping everyone in its protection and cutting off the oppressive aura.

"Sword force?"

The man's eyelids twitched. Only now did he notice something unusual about Ling Feng. His brows drew together, and his voice dropped cold. "So the Second Young Miss has a friend with a bit of skill. However, you're still too weak!"

Buzz!

The air shuddered as a more terrifying aura erupted.

Ling Feng's expression hardened. This man was actually a Human Emperor!

Feng Chan's face turned pale. She had never imagined Tianluo Island would send a Human Emperor just to capture her!

In her eyes, Ling Feng's strength was impressive, but at best he was on par with her elder brother. How could he possibly stand against such an expert?

"Hehe..."

The man's smile widened as his gaze narrowed on her. "Second Young Miss, do you still think you can resist? Or would you rather stand here and watch these ants die one by one?"

"You dare!" Feng Chan snapped, though her heart sank as she scrambled for a way out.

"Ah, apologies. That was a slip of the tongue."

The man smiled mildly. "How could I harm the Second Young Miss's friends? As long as you obediently come with me to Tianluo Island, I guarantee their safety. Otherwise..."

He adjusted the sleeve of his robe and straightened the green hat on his head. His tone turned cold. "Three breaths. If you don't follow, bear the consequences!"

Feng Chan's face drained of color. She knew that if she went to Tianluo Island, she would never return.

But if she refused, what then? She would not only fail to change the outcome but also drag Fatty Huang and Lan Yingying to their deaths.

Especially Ling Feng and Tuoba Yan, who had no part in her family's troubles. How could she bring disaster to them as well?

She sighed softly, her heart already set.

As long as Yingying and the others could return safely to the Feng family, there might still be hope.

"I will—"

Her words were cut off by a cold, arrogant voice.

"So what if he's a Human Emperor?"

Ling Feng stepped forward, placing himself in front of her. His eyes swept across the man with disdain.

"You?"

The green hat man's face darkened with anger. Feng Chan... she's important to my master. She's almost mine... and this brat actually dares to get in the way?

You think I won't kill you, brat?

"Mr. Ling, your kindness is appreciated," Feng Chan whispered, biting her lip, her voice tinged with sorrow. "But if this is my fate, I'd rather not drag others to their deaths for my sake."

Ling Feng glanced back at her. A woman with such a heart deserved his help.

"He's just trash spewing nonsense. His words aren't worth the air he wastes."

Ling Feng shrugged, his tone dripping with contempt. "If he manages to take you away today, I'd lose all face!"

The man in green froze, then his eyes filled with killing intent. "Boy, do you know who I am?"

Ling Feng looked him over, then imitated Despicable Donkey's tone. "You're none other than Brother Turtle Green bastard!"

"You brat!"

The man's expression turned glacial. "I'll give you three breaths to kneel and kowtow, or I'll take your life."

"One!"

He raised three fingers, bent one down, and spat out the word like ice.

Ling Feng sneered. "Three breaths? No need to count. I'm right here. Try to take my life if you can!"

The man's muscles twitched. He dropped his hand entirely, rage boiling over. "Very well. You asked for this! Go and die! In your next life, learn to open your eyes. Know whom you can provoke, and whom you cannot!"

His palm cut through the air with a violent gust, crashing toward Ling Feng's forehead.

But in that instant, a furious roar erupted behind him.

"You green turtle bastard! You dare lay a hand on someone under the protection of this divine beast?"

Boom!

The back of his skull burst apart. Blood and brain matter sprayed everywhere. He died on the spot.

A purple streak of light flashed. Zifeng darted from Feng Chan's arms, plunging straight into the shattered skull. Its childish voice grumbled as it burrowed inside. "Stupid donkey, could you warn me next time? So much life essence wasted!"

The corpse shriveled rapidly, collapsing in on itself. Zifeng tore free from its chest, took a deep breath, and looked dissatisfied, as though it hadn't eaten its fill. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

"Tch, you were simply too slow!"

Despicable Donkey folded his forelegs across his chest and snorted, as if killing a Human Emperor were no different than stepping on an ant.

"Th-this..."

Feng Chan, Fatty Huang, and Lan Yingying stood rooted to the spot, their eyes wide with disbelief.

That was a Human Emperor!

A Human Emperor!