The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1471: Immortal Bow, Evil Arrows

"Mm." Xu Zhengfeng nodded slightly. "Also, arrows without a bow are a waste. These Bloodthirsty Soul-Chasing Arrows are of extremely high grade, reaching the celestial-grade level. Ordinary bows cannot fire them. I will give you a Moon Radiance Heavenly King Bow to aid you in the Hunting Battlefield and cut down your enemies!"

With that, Xu Zhengfeng took out a high-tier sacred artifact longbow from his storage spirit ring. Moonlight shimmered across its surface. Its design was striking and far more impressive than the Bow of Yi.

Of course, the Bow of Yi was a celestial artifact. Even if its appearance was less dazzling, its overall power far surpassed the Moon Radiance Heavenly King Bow.

"Uh..."

Ling Feng gave a wry smile. He already had the Bow of Yi, a celestial artifact. He did not really need another bow. Still, refusing it outright would be disrespectful.

After a brief thought, Ling Feng accepted it with a bow. "Thank you, Supreme Elder!"

...

Back in his tent, Ling Feng sat cross-legged and took out the three Bloodthirsty Soul-Chasing Arrows, examining them carefully.

They were dark green in color, dotted with faint blood-red specks. Light as feathers, yet cold to the touch.

"As expected, this is a vicious weapon filled with terrifying evil qi!"

Ling Feng's eyelid twitched slightly. Still, a divine weapon was neither good nor evil by nature. It depended on how it was used. He felt no real burden about it.

After a closer inspection, he realized the arrows had a powerful soul-piercing effect. Once they struck a target, they attacked the soul first, then the physical body. They were indestructible, nearly impossible to block with ordinary defenses, and even divine weapons would struggle to destroy them.

The most frightening aspect, and the one that made Great Emperor experts wary, was that once the arrow locked onto a target, it would not stop until the target died, unless they escaped thousands of li away.

It was no wonder these arrows had been passed down as a supreme killing weapon among the barbarians.

Drucker had originally planned to use them to secretly assassinate stronger Great Emperors and make great contributions in the Hunting Battlefield. Instead, before it even began, Ling Feng took them away. It was like cutting off one of his arms, greatly reducing the threat he posed to the Hall of War.

If the barbarians lost in the Hunting Battlefield, losing these arrows might turn out to be a key factor.

Next, Ling Feng took out his Bow of Yi.

The Moon Radiance Heavenly King Bow given by Xu Zhengfeng was a fine weapon, but compared to a true celestial artifact like the Bow of Yi, the difference was obvious.

The moment the Bow of Yi appeared, the three Bloodthirsty Soul-Chasing Arrows began to tremble slightly, as if resisting the overwhelming pressure it emitted.

If the Bow of Yi represented righteous immortal power, then the Bloodthirsty Soul-Chasing Arrows were treasures of the evil path.

Righteous and evil could not coexist peacefully.

When such opposing forces met, a clash was inevitable.

Soon enough, the Bow of Yi gained the upper hand. The three arrows ultimately submitted. The resentment and soul power of the fallen Great Emperors that clung to them dispersed in an instant.

The blood-red glow on the arrowheads faded bit by bit. Ling Feng did not even need to expend effort purifying them. The immortal aura of the Bow of Yi had already cleansed the malevolent qi.

"So the Bow of Yi has such an ability!"

Ling Feng gently stroked the bow, growing even more attached to this treasure.

After being purified, the Bloodthirsty Soul-Chasing Arrows lost their suffocating evil aura. They no longer carried that sinister presence. Their outward danger seemed reduced, but in reality, when paired with the dragon soul power within the Bow of Yi, their strength far exceeded ordinary arrows.

"I'm actually curious whether these arrows can deal with Great Emperors at the level of the Heaven Slaying Ten Absolutes, or even stronger opponents."

A faint smile appeared on Ling Feng's face. Tonight's gains had been significant. With these three arrows, he now held another deadly hidden trump card for the Hunting Battlefield!

He put the bow and arrows away and prepared to adjust his breathing. The Hunting Battlefield would officially open tomorrow. After showing off so much tonight, the barbarians would surely have their eyes on him, especially Drucker, who probably hated him to the bone.

Still, anything that fell into Ling Feng's hands would not be easily taken back.

At that moment, a chill suddenly drifted in from outside the tent. White mist curled through the air like immortal qi.

Ling Feng looked up. It was Fairy Qingping.

He shook his head with a helpless smile. This woman was truly persistent, but her persistence was directed in the wrong place.

"I say, Senior Sister Yu, can you give it a rest?"

Ling Feng rolled his eyes. He was completely speechless when it came to her.

A blind obsession was truly frightening!

"Hmph!" Fairy Qingping glared at him and said through gritted teeth, "I only came to remind you. Make sure you stay alive, return to the sect, kneel to welcome Senior Brother Qin when he comes out of seclusion, and beg for forgiveness."

"..."

Ling Feng's expression darkened. "That's it? Fine, go back and tell your Senior Brother Qin that if he wants to question me, he can come find me himself!"

"You!"

Fairy Qingping frowned. "Do you even know who Senior Brother Qin is? You are not worthy!"

"I don't care who he is. All I see is someone hiding in seclusion like a turtle in its shell, sending his woman to bother me again and again like a fly!"

Ling Feng's patience finally ran out. He suppressed his anger and spoke slowly.

"Senior Sister Yu, for the sake of our past cooperation, I don't want to make things difficult for you. But don't think I have no temper!"

"You..." Fairy Qingping was furious. "You've gone too far. How dare you speak of Senior Brother Qin like that!"

"Hmph. Among the Ten Young Emperors, that so-called Unrivaled Young Emperor is only ranked eighth. Just eighth place. He's not worth my concern!"

Ling Feng stared at her coldly.

"Fine. When I return to the sect, I will personally meet this Unrivaled Young Emperor and show him what it feels like to fall from his pedestal!"

"Oh? Junior Brother, your tone is quite bold!"

At that moment, a fist-sized orb of light floated up from Fairy Qingping's arms. Within it appeared a handsome face. It was the Unrivaled Young Emperor, Qin Zusheng.

Fairy Qingping usually used this orb to communicate with him across vast distances.

"Hehe. So you're the Unrivaled Young Emperor. I've heard your name so often my ears are numb!"

Ling Feng stared at the image in the orb and let out a cold laugh.

Qin Zusheng remained calm, carrying an imposing presence even without anger. He spoke at an unhurried pace. "You secretly refined my spirit core, then dared to speak so arrogantly. Good! Very good! Before I leave seclusion, if you do not return to the Dongling Immortal Pool and beg for forgiveness, I will grant you death!"