The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1139: The Hatred in the Bloodline

"Watch the power of this divine beast! Lotus Drift!"

"Giant Axe Chopping a Tree!"

Despicable Donkey charged forward once more, launching a furious assault straight at Tianluo Ancestor.

Tianluo Ancestor no longer dared to meet him head-on. From their brief exchange earlier, he had already realized that once this black donkey locked onto a target, it was almost impossible to shake him off.

Had anyone been caught in that relentless storm of attacks, they would have been lucky to survive. Even his higher cultivation realm would offer no advantage.

He retreated in panic, heart pounding. What had seemed like a certain victory was turning into a disaster. Who could have imagined that the Feng family had brought along such a bizarre and powerful black donkey?

What unsettled him even more was that Ling Feng had yet to make a move.

If that cursed donkey held him down while the Feng family struck together, he might not even escape alive.

"Damn it!"

Sweat gathered on Tianluo Ancestor's forehead. He had never expected that aside from the five early-stage Human Emperors, the Feng family would also summon such a troublesome creature.

He could not let this drag on any longer. The black donkey had to be dealt with quickly!

"I'll have to use the treasure my master gave me!"

Gritting his teeth, Tianluo Ancestor summoned his hidden trump card.

A dark red mark appeared at the center of his brow, and in that instant, the entire battlefield fell into stunned silence.

...

"Something's wrong!"

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes. From the depths of his bloodline, a violent surge of rage erupted. The Blood of the Emperor within him seemed to roar in fury!

His eyes began to burn, and even the Asura's Eye inside him stirred, threatening to open on its own.

"What is this? Why does that fiery mark make me feel such intense anger?"

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched. This feeling was unlike anything he had ever experienced.

He had never felt such profound hatred, not even for Lin Canglang or the Silver Wolf Demon Emperor.

It was as if he had met a natural born enemy!

And the mortal enemies of the Heavenly Dao Clan were...

Ling Feng's pupils shrank sharply. Could that blazing mark be connected to the Heaven-Patrolling Clan?

"Despicable Donkey, be careful!"

Ling Feng shouted, hastily channeling the Heavenly Dao Divine Inscription within him. "Reality Reversal!"

"Heh heh heh..."

Tianluo Ancestor's face twisted into a crazed grin. "You're all going to die!"

"You think this divine beast gets scared easily?"

Even Despicable Donkey could sense the danger. His mouth remained sharp, but his body instinctively drew back, unwilling to face the fiery seal head-on.

"Then let's see you try!"

Tianluo Ancestor's gaze turned icy. "Heaven Hunt: Divine Fire Descends!"

The mark on his forehead flared bright red. Flames erupted around him, spreading in all directions.

The sky above the Feng residence turned into a sea of fire, the heat so fierce that several lower ranked cultivators collapsed under the scorching air.

"What kind of power is this?"

The Feng Family Patriarch stared in disbelief. Was this still the strength of a Human Emperor?

Ling Feng clenched his fists. That terrifying fire tore through his reversal field as if it didn't exist.

His Reality Reversal, which had never failed before, was completely nullified for the first time by this mysterious force.

"This power doesn't belong to this world!"

Ling Feng rose into the air. Though he had never seen the Heaven-Patrolling Clan, nor knew what they looked like, the hatred burning in his bloodline was unmistakable.

That clan had once slaughtered the Heavenly Dao, seized their Heavenly Weapons, and for countless millennia hunted every last descendant of their bloodline.

Their hatred ran through endless ages, utterly irreconcilable!

That flame mark could only belong to the Heaven-Patrolling Clan!

"Anyone connected to the Heaven-Patrolling Clan must die!"

Ling Feng's body trembled uncontrollably, his rage so overwhelming that even his hands shook. Never before had he wanted to kill someone this badly!

"Young friend Ling, are you insane!"

Feng Patriarch saw Ling Feng charging toward Tianluo Ancestor and nearly lost his soul from fear.

Couldn't the boy see how terrifying that mark was?

Tuoba Yan's face turned pale. The power radiating from that mark was beyond mortal comprehension.

"Mr. Ling, don't go!"

Feng Chan stomped anxiously and rushed forward. She already regretted involving Ling Feng, terrified that she had dragged him into certain death.

But Ling Feng ignored them completely.

He had finally encountered the enemy of his destiny, and no matter what happened, he would never back down!

"Despicable Donkey!"

Ling Feng's eyes blazed as he looked toward the donkey, silently asking for his aid.

If the Despicable Donkey refused to merge their beast souls, then even at the cost of his life, Ling Feng was ready to use Chaotic Rebirth to drag Tianluo Ancestor down with him!

"Ah... this divine beast must be cursed with bad luck!"

Sensing the fury burning inside Ling Feng, Despicable Donkey sighed wearily. His body dissolved into a faint, shadowy radiance that merged into Ling Feng's form.

In that moment, the strength of a Demon Emperor surged through Ling Feng's body. The donkey's voice echoed in his mind.

"Hey brat, what's gotten into you all of a sudden?"

"I'll explain later. Thank you, Despicable Donkey!"

"Don't get sentimental," Despicable Donke snorted. "Beat that bastard first."

Ling Feng drew a deep breath and roared, his voice shaking the heavens.

"All of you, fall back a thousand zhang!"

His command thundered across the battlefield, making every heart tremble. The Feng clan members immediately retreated far from the hall.

No one needed further warning to understand that a terrifying battle was about to begin.

"Oh? Another trick?"

Tianluo Ancestor's lips curled into a mocking smile. "Before divine power, you are nothing but ants."

Ling Feng's expression hardened. He didn't know the full extent of that mark's power, but one thing was certain.

The Heaven-Patrolling Clan ruled the Immortal Domain, and anything tied to them was never to be taken lightly!

"Heaven Hunt: Doomfall Descent!"

Tianluo Ancestor bit down hard and pressed a finger against the mark on his brow.

The Fire Seal flared again.

Though its power was immense, every use consumed not only his elemental force but also his life essence.

He was borrowing the power of a god, and that kind of power always demanded a price!