The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 482: Who Dares Compete with Me!?

Chapter 482: Who Dares Compete with Me!?

In the core area of the Sea-Blue Abyss.

This region's terrain was quite complex and had towering mountains, deep valleys, and streams flowing through it. However, everything here was a strange black color, shrouded in toxic mist that emitted a strong, evil stench. These poisonous gasses constantly tried to penetrate the protective elemental qi of the cultivators, eroding their vitality.

In the short term, it was manageable, but over time, it became a significant burden, as every moment spent here required a portion of one's elemental force to resist the toxins.

Fortunately, Ling Feng had prepared some detoxification pills, which kept in his mouth, rendering him almost immune to the poisonous miasma.

As for the black donkey...

It didn't seem to have such concerns.

"One more day of searching. If we still can't find it, we'll have to give up," Ling Feng said, clenching his fist and having made up his mind.

He had too many things to do and couldn't afford to waste any more time in the Sea-Blue Abyss.

After walking for about half a day, the sun began to set, and Ling Feng was almost ready to give up on the Nine-Mystical Creation Fruit.

Grumble!

Just then, he heard muffled sounds from beneath the ground. Suddenly, the ground within a radius of several hundred li[1] began to shake. A voice shouted from a distance, "The Nine-Mystical Creation Fruit has appeared!"

Ling Feng was stunned for a moment, and then immediately sprang into action, rushing towards the source of the commotion. At the same time, nearly everyone who had entered the core area of the Sea-Blue Abyss began to move.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

One figure after another shot out like lightning. Along the way, Ling Feng saw many people flying past. Some of them were elderly and exuded incredibly terrifying auras that gave Ling Feng chills. Such old monsters were definitely not something he could contend with.

In an instant, at least a hundred people had flown over from all directions. The allure of the Nine-Mystical Creation Fruit was indeed unparalleled.

The place where the loud noise had erupted from was a large flatland, surrounded by desolation. The soil had turned pitch black from years of exposure to the toxic mists.

Ling Feng scanned the area and saw two old men with astonishing auras confronting each other in the center of the flatland. Between them floated a golden-yellow plant.

The plant was about the length of an arm and had a fist-sized golden fruit at its top. Its main stem had two thick leaves, each inscribed with four mysterious markings. The main stem itself had one marking, making a total of nine inscriptions.

These profound markings were formed by the forces of nature and contained the grand mysteries of the universe, which explained the plant's incredible medicinal properties.

What was surprising was that the plant's roots were constantly moving, as if countless small feet were trying to run, but the power of the two experts confronting each other had immobilized it.

The two old men standing off were Spiritual Element Realm experts, whose auras were ten times more formidable than those of Li Yunting and Yun Qianfan!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

With such a priceless treasure in front of them, the cultivators who had been waiting could no longer hold back. Their eyes turned blood-red as they charged forward in a frenzy. Who wouldn't be tempted by such a rare opportunity?

Regardless of its other effects, the mere fact that it could extend one's life by two hundred years was enough to drive anyone mad.

After all, who would mind living longer?

The martial artists who had gathered from all directions began to unleash their elemental force, causing explosions that shook the skies and darkened the day.

Some of the more cunning Transformation Realm martial artists held teleportation talismans or other precious items in their hands. As soon as they got their hands on the spirit medicine, they would crush the talismans and escape immediately.

Everyone seemed to be driven by adrenaline as they unleashed all their techniques. A storm of energy surged, transforming the desolate flatland into a violent vortex of power. Almost every moment, blood splattered high into the air. Those below the Spiritual Element Realm were instantly pulverized by the chaotic energy and turned into minced meat.

The Transformation Realm martial artists who initially thought they could take advantage of the chaos finally retreated, not daring to step forward. It seemed that such an opportunity was only for the Spiritual Element Realm experts.

However, they still lingered nearby, hoping the experts would end up severely injuring each other and giving them a chance to snatch the treasure.

Ling Feng watched the battle with great interest, even holding back the despicable donkey to observe the situation.

It wasn't often that he could see so many experts displaying their ultimate skills in such a grand battle. For Ling Feng, it was like witnessing living manuals of martial arts techniques!

Setting aside some of the lower-tier martial skills, Ling Feng continually activated his Heavenly Dao Eye. He had already memorized about ten earth-tier martial skills.

Even if Ling Feng didn't practice these martial skills himself, he could copy them down for the Wenxian Sect, enhancing the sect's martial arts repertoire.

With these earth-tier martial skills, the overall strength of the Wenxian Sect would surely rise to a new level.

The chaotic battle didn't last long. By now, only four people remained in the core battlefield, each exuding an astonishing aura. They were all experts above the fifth-refinement of soul manifestation.

At that moment, a blue figure streaked across the western sky, wielding a profound cyan sword and slashing down at the four top experts on the battlefield.

The power of the sword was such that the four experts, despite their strength, didn't dare face it head-on and retreated to look warily at the source of the sword qi.

Ling Feng's eyes twitched as he looked at the blue figure. In a few blinks of an eye, a middle-aged man who appeared to be in his thirties or forties had flown in. This man stood in the air, sword in hand, while surrounded by a faint green glow and looking like a god descended to earth. He appeared to be utterly unstoppable.

"Who dares compete with me!?"

The green-robed man shouted arrogantly, his figure flashing as he landed beside the four fifth-level Spiritual Element Realm experts. His terrifying power erupted as he tried to take the Nine-Mystical Creation Fruit by himself.

"Uh... Who is this!?"

"He can't be from a second or third-rate sect!"

"It seems there's no secret that can stay hidden. News of the Nine-Mystical Creation Fruit in the Sea-Blue Abyss must have been leaked!"

"This man must be an expert from one of the great families in the imperial capital!"

Soon, people speculated that the green-robed man was likely from a powerful family in the imperial capital, given his formidable strength.

"Hmph, I am Liu Chengjun, the second head of the Liu family in the imperial capital! You all better retreat now!"

Liu Chengjun's gaze swept over the crowd, and a palpable killing intent made everyone shiver.

Ling Feng rubbed his nose, looking at this uninvited guest with interest while muttering, "The Liu family of the imperial capital?"

He actually had some enmity with the Liu family. There was a young member named Liu Shengjie whom Ling Feng had once helped become infertile.

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1. 1 li = 500 meter ?

2. Refer to Chapter 336: Cutting Off Future Generations Kick for details.) ?