The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1451: The Might of the Great Emperor

Boom!

In an instant, violent shockwaves surged as the sky dimmed and the air churned.

Filled with fury, Donghuang Xuanyi drove a heavy punch straight into Ling Feng's Astral Dragon Shield. The force of his fist rumbled through the void itself, as if space would shatter under that single strike.

Ling Feng gritted his teeth and poured every ounce of strength into his body. The Strength of Ten Dragons erupted to its peak as he held the Astral Dragon Shield.

This defensive sacred artifact had once belonged to Supreme Elder Xu. Its defensive power was astonishing, capable of blocking a full-force strike from a Great Emperor.

Even so, while the shield could keep that terrifying destructive force at bay, the impact behind it still had to be endured by Ling Feng himself.

A terrifying force surged through the Astral Dragon Shield and into his body. Ling Feng's entire frame shook as his blood and vitality churned violently. Clenching his teeth, he stood his ground and took Donghuang Xuanyi's punch head-on.

Crack!

Crack!

The bluestone tiles beneath his feet shattered inch by inch. His legs sank deep into the ground, yet he was still forced backward by that overwhelming power. His feet carved two long trenches across the floor, stretching over ten zhang.

But in the end, Ling Feng had blocked the strike!

As the fist's radiance faded, Donghuang Xuanyi restored his sight and hearing. From his perspective, that punch had landed solidly. It should have struck Ling Feng head-on.

Yet when he saw the scene before him, disbelief flickered across his face.

Ling Feng stood there calmly, as if nothing had happened. His expression was slightly pale, but he did not look seriously injured at all.

That full-powered strike had only pushed him back a dozen zhang and nothing more.

The surrounding disciples, whether seasoned elites or newly promoted inner sect members, all stared at Ling Feng.

With mere Spiritual Sea Realm cultivation, he had taken a direct blow from a Great Emperor. That alone was something to be proud of.

Yes, he had relied on the Astral Dragon Shield, but even so, if any of them were holding that shield, they doubted they could withstand the impact. Most would have been blasted away, unable to even keep hold of it.

At that moment, Ling Feng's palms were numb. If not for his Dragon-Elephant Divine Strength, he might not have endured that final impact.

A Great Emperor truly lived up to the name. None of them were ordinary.

Ever since he mastered the Strength of Ten Dragons, Ling Feng had thought he could at least contend with an early-tier Great Emperor. Now he realized he had been too confident.

After a brief silence, a cheer suddenly broke out from the crowd.

"Nice! That's Brother Ling for you!"

The voice, of course, belonged to Lin Mu.

"Incredible, Junior Brother Ling!"

"Well done, Junior Brother Ling! Hahaha..."

Chu Tiange and the others quickly stepped forward, surrounding Ling Feng with admiration written all over their faces.

Even the other inner sect teams showed clear respect.

After all, Ling Feng was the only disciple who dared to stand against a Great Emperor head-on. And he was still just an outer sect disciple!

That alone was enough to put all these so-called inner sect elites to shame.

Bai Qi clenched his fists tightly as he stared at Ling Feng. Deep down, he knew he could not compare.

Not even close!

"Damn it!"

Only Yuwen Changkong trembled with rage. How could this brat be so tough, so hard to kill?

While Ling Feng's side celebrated, Donghuang Xuanyi stood with a dark expression, his cold gaze fixed on Ling Feng.

Given his status, he would not go back on his word. Still, frustration churned inside him.

How could a mere Spiritual Sea Realm brat possess so many trump cards, one after another without end?

After a long moment, Donghuang Xuanyi took a deep breath and said coldly, "Fine. You've taken three of my moves, so I won't break my word. Junior Brother, I look forward to our next meeting! Hmph! Let's go!"

With that, he signaled to Yuwen Liang and the other veteran disciples before turning and leaving.

Yuwen Liang shot Ling Feng a venomous glare before following behind. It was clear he had no intention of letting this matter rest.

Only after Donghuang Xuanyi's group had left did Ling Feng finally relax. Without a word, he turned and headed straight back to his residence.

The moment he entered the cave, he tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of blood. His body went weak, and he nearly collapsed.

"Junior Brother Ling!"

Li Fei and the others rushed forward to support him.

It turned out that while Ling Feng looked unharmed on the surface, he had still suffered internal injuries.

"I'm fine!"

Ling Feng waved a hand and said calmly, "A Great Emperor is not someone to take lightly. This Donghuang Xuanyi is indeed very strong! Cough..."

He coughed a few times and wiped the blood from his lips. There was no fear in his eyes, only a rising blaze of battle will.

"Sigh..."

Chu Tiange sighed and shook his head. "Junior Brother Ling, fearlessness isn't a bad thing. But revenge can wait. With our current strength, how can we fight people like them?"

He paused before continuing, "Sometimes, backing down is the smarter choice. Take today for example. If Donghuang Xuanyi hadn't limited himself to three moves, you would've been in real danger."

"So I'm not saying you were wrong," he added, "but we don't always have to push ourselves like that. Don't you agree?"

Xu Xinghe and the others nodded. Going against a Great Emperor was simply too dangerous.

Especially someone like Donghuang Xuanyi, a true monster among Great Emperors.

Ling Feng stopped walking and turned to look at Chu Tiange. After a moment, he asked meaningfully, "Senior Brother Chu, how long has your sword will been stuck at the novice level?"

"How do you know about my sword will...?"

Chu Tiange was startled, then quickly understood. Ling Feng was also a sword dao expert, and his sword will was clearly at a higher level.

He gave a bitter smile. "It's embarrassing to say. Ten years ago, I already reached the peak of novice sword will. But in all these years, I haven't made the slightest progress."

A trace of loss and bitterness flashed in his eyes.

"Back then, I was just over twenty and had already comprehended novice sword will. It caused quite a stir in my clan, even across the imperial city. Later, I was sent to the Dongling Immortal Pool. I thought the sky was the limit from there, that I'd become one of the top disciples."

He sighed softly. "But things didn't go as planned. After entering the inner sect, my cultivation kept improving, yet my sword will never advanced beyond that level."

"In the end, I lost confidence in the sword and turned to other paths. The sword will I once took pride in... I haven't used it in a long time."

Ling Feng looked at him calmly. "Do you know why?" 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

The others nearby immediately pricked up their ears. Among them were also sword cultivators. Ling Feng's words might offer them insight as well.