The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1138: You Really Took All the Glory for Yourself

The exchange between master and disciple, carried out as if no one else existed, ignited the fury of everyone in the Feng family.

The Grand Elder roared, "Tianluo Ancestor, I don't care what schemes your Tianluo Island is plotting. Release our young master at once, or none of you will leave this place alive!"

"Noisy."

The Tianluo Ancestor flicked his finger. A streak of energy shot out. The Grand Elder's face changed as he hurriedly summoned his qi for protection, but he was still blasted backward for dozens of zhang.

Blood spurted from his mouth. That single flick laid bare the vast gulf between him and the Tianluo Ancestor.

The Tianluo Ancestor brushed his sleeve lightly, as if the one who had attacked moments ago had nothing to do with him. His gaze turned to Feng Chan. "Second Young Miss Feng, come with me to Tianluo Island. I have no interest in the others."

"If you want to take Chan'er, you'll have to step over my corpse first."

The Feng family patriarch moved in front of Feng Chan, his voice cold. "Elders, formation!"

"Yes!"

The clan elders leapt to his side, their qi rising as their strength merged into one. Only by uniting the power of the entire Feng family could they hope to face the Tianluo Ancestor.

"I had not intended to kill too many today," the Tianluo Ancestor said with a sigh, his eyes glinting with cold light. "But since you insist on defiance, I'll slaughter every one of you and take the girl afterward."

"Hey!"

Just as both sides were about to clash, an irreverent voice broke the tension.

"Green-Haired Ancestor, don't you ever get tired of hearing yourself talk?"

Ling Feng stood lazily to one side, his tone dripping with annoyance. "The main character hasn't even shown up yet, and you've already stolen all the spotlight."

The Tianluo Ancestor nearly stumbled, veins bulging at his temples. The Feng family members were left speechless.

This brat truly feared nothing!

Qi Hongwu's face twisted with rage. "Master, don't waste words on him! He could anger the dead out of their graves. Kill him! Tear his head off!"

Qi Hongwu had long suffered under Ling Feng's venomous tongue and had nearly exploded with rage more than once.

"Still, Master, be careful. That brat has a spatial distortion technique. It's tricky. I got caught by it once, and that's how I failed."

"Heh. You think your master needs your advice?"

The Tianluo Ancestor sneered. His aura surged, murderous intent flooding the air as he lunged at Ling Feng. "A sharp tongue won't save your life."

"Old fool, before you try me, deal with my donkey first!"

Ling Feng shouted, and a shadow dropped from the sky. A black donkey covered in muscle and dragon scales landed with a swagger, its stance proud and domineering.

"Scoundrel!"

The Tianluo Ancestor's eyes blazed with fury. To be mocked with a donkey was an unbearable insult. He roared and struck with full strength.

"Roaring Wave Palm!"

He had already sensed the donkey's strange bloodline, so his first strike was a killing blow aimed straight for its head.

"Dirty move! This divine beast isn't ready yet!"

Despicable Donkey cursed loudly, but its reflexes were lightning fast.

"Hehe. You dare fight this divine beast up close? Seems you've never died properly before!"

Despicable Donkey bared his large white teeth, grinning in a way that made the Tianluo Ancestor's scalp prickle.

"Falcon Descending!"

"Lion's Rapid Kicks!"

Their collision shook the ground. A shockwave erupted outward, sweeping dust across the field.

Two muffled grunts echoed through the haze. When the dust cleared, everyone gasped in disbelief.

The black donkey hovered in midair, completely unscathed. The Tianluo Ancestor, however, had been forced back several zhang, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. His pupils contracted in shock.

"How... How can this be? It's just a black donkey. Even if it mutated, its bloodline can't be that strong!"

He could not accept what he was seeing. Among demons, bloodline decided everything. A black donkey might, through endless effort and countless rare treasures, force its way to the Demon Emperor realm, but its lowly lineage would forever hold it back.

Yet this donkey shattered that belief!

Even demon emperors born with royal bloodlines were not as powerful as this Despicable Donkey.

"Hmph. You got lucky this time, running that fast!"

Despicable Donkey looked dissatisfied. He might have driven the Tianluo Ancestor back, but in truth, the old man had used the moment to retreat out of range.

Had he stayed within reach, the donkey's Seventy-Two Divine Donkey Techniques would have pounded him into dust.

Humiliated, the Tianluo Ancestor's eyes flashed with malice. "This isn't over, you wretched beast. You think you've won? You're already infected with my hidden energy. Explode! Explode! Explode!"

He had no idea the donkey had consumed the Sacred Dragon Tyrant-Blood Pill, the supreme god pill refined by Ling Feng in the Battlefield of Gods and Demons. It had awakened its bloodline and tempered its body to a level beyond imagination.

The demon race was already famed for their physical strength. For a creature like this, the so-called triple level hidden energy meant nothing at all.

"Explode, explode, explode? Explode your mother!"

Despicable Donkey kicked up a gust of wind and lashed out, his hind leg flying straight for the Tianluo Ancestor's backside.

"You're the most shameless wretch this divine beast has ever met! This divine beast has never seen anyone ask to be assaulted!"

The Tianluo Ancestor nearly spat blood. Ling Feng's mouth was venomous, but this donkey was worse.

Shameless, relentless, and utterly despicable!