The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1448: Youve Got Quite the Nerve

Bai Qi stared at Yuwen Liang in front of him.

Yuwen Liang alone was already more than he could handle. On top of that, among the veteran elites stood a burly man clad in dragon-eagle armor.

That man stood with his arms crossed, silent the entire time. His presence felt like a mountain, unmoving and oppressive. Even without speaking, it was obvious that he was the one in charge.

Yuwen Liang was nothing more than a lackey.

Just standing there, the man exuded a pressure that crushed any thought of resistance.

This was undoubtedly a Great Emperor-level expert.

Whether it was Extreme Second Stage or Extreme Third Stage, before a Great Emperor, they were nothing but ants.

Unwilling!

Furious!

Bai Qi's heart burned with anger, yet he had no choice but to submit.

If he refused and lost the chance to take on missions in the future, the loss of contribution points would be far worse.

Seeing the look in Bai Qi's eyes, Yuwen Liang nodded in satisfaction. He patted Bai Qi on the shoulder and smiled faintly.

"Good. You are a sensible man."

Bai Qi let out a long sigh. He took out his identity token and reluctantly transferred half of the contribution points he had worked so hard to earn.

Not far away, Ling Feng and his group were approaching. When they saw this scene, all of them frowned.

"These people are completely out of their minds!"

Lin Mu clenched his fists and cursed.

"Do they not fear punishment from the elders?"

"Punishment?" Ling Feng gave a faint smile.

"This is probably an unspoken rule from above. The strong prey on the weak. It is already like that in the Dongling Immortal Pool, so it is even more so here in the Land of War. As long as no one kills each other, the elders will likely turn a blind eye."

His gaze narrowed as it landed on Yuwen Liang.

"Besides, those scraps of contribution points are nothing to them. This is just a show of force. Their real target is me!"

At a glance, Ling Feng recognized Yuwen Liang. That ugly sharp-faced look was hard to forget.

"So it is him!"

Li Fei frowned.

"Junior Brother Ling, that guy really did come looking for trouble."

"Perfect," Ling Feng said calmly.

"I did not get to stretch my muscles on the battlefield today. Now they have come to me."

He raised his brows and strode toward the training ground.

At the same time, Yuwen Liang noticed their arrival. He quickly moved to Donghuang Xuanyi and spoke in a low voice.

"Senior Brother Donghuang, that is Ling Feng. He is arrogant and has no respect for any of you seniors."

"Oh? So he is the one who made Feng Shaoan admit defeat?"

Donghuang Xuanyi fixed his gaze on Ling Feng, sizing him up before letting out a cold snort.

"He is even weaker than I expected. Feng Shaoan could not even deal with someone like this. I clearly overestimated him!"

"Hehe, of course," Yuwen Liang said with a grin, flattering him.

"In front of Senior Brother Donghuang, Feng Shaoan is nothing, let alone that inexperienced brat."

"Good. Today I will personally teach him how to behave and what it means to respect his seniors!"

Donghuang Xuanyi cracked his fingers, producing sharp popping sounds. A fierce aura surged from him, suffocating and overwhelming.

"Ling Feng!"

The inner sect elites also noticed Ling Feng approaching.

Bai Qi's eyes lit up for a moment, then dimmed again. He shook his head and sighed.

Ling Feng was indeed strong. He had even surpassed Feng Shaoan and Yin Jian. But that was inside the Dead Soul Devil Abyss, where everyone's elemental power was suppressed. Only then could he rely on brute strength to dominate.

This was not the Dead Soul Devil Abyss.

Here, even Ling Feng would likely have no choice but to accept defeat.

For them, losing half their contribution points was painful, but manageable.

Ling Feng was different.

He had just earned fifty thousand war points for taking the top merit.

Fifty thousand!

Even thinking about losing half of that hurt.

Hidden within the crowd, Yuwen Changkong watched with a cold grin.

Ling Feng, oh Ling Feng, today is your unlucky day. Your fate was already sealed the moment you offended me!

His eyes burned with anticipation, as if he could already see Ling Feng being crushed underfoot.

At last, under everyone's gaze, Ling Feng walked calmly into the training ground. He glanced at Donghuang Xuanyi from afar, then smiled lightly.

"What is going on today? Why is everyone gathered here?"

"Hehe!"

Yuwen Liang sneered and stared at him.

"So you really dared to come back. Good. Hand over your contribution tax. Do not waste Senior Brother Donghuang's time."

Yuwen Liang was certain Ling Feng would refuse.

Once he did, Donghuang Xuanyi would step in and crush him instantly.

There was no doubt about it.

Donghuang Xuanyi was a Great Emperor of the Divine Destiny Realm, and a monstrous genius capable of fighting above his level.

As for Ling Feng?

He was only at the Spiritual Sea Realm. This was not the Dead Soul Devil Abyss. He had no chance to turn things around!

As for Saint Lady Hui Yue, his supposed backer, she had already left the Land of War that morning and returned to the sect.

That was exactly why they chose to act today.

Of course, they had misjudged the situation. Saint Lady Hui Yue was never Ling Feng's backer. If anything, she would probably be pleased to see him in trouble.

"Contribution tax?"

Ling Feng glanced at Yuwen Liang.

Without warning, Ling Feng swung his hand and sneered, "You have quite the nerve!"

"Ling Feng, you dare!"

Yuwen Liang's eyelids twitched. He had not expected Ling Feng to attack so suddenly. He tried to dodge, but at that moment, a purple light flashed in Ling Feng's eyes.

The world seemed to flip.

Yuwen Liang tried to retreat, but his movement turned into a step forward instead.

To everyone watching, it looked as if he had willingly moved his face into the strike.

Slap!

The slap landed cleanly.

Yuwen Liang was sent flying, coughing up blood along with several broken teeth.

Ling Feng had infused that strike with the power of the Dragon-Elephant Divine Strength. The fact that Yuwen Liang survived at all was already fortunate.

"Tsk tsk tsk! Not only is your face big, it is thick too!"

Ling Feng shook his hand and frowned.

"My palm actually hurts from that."

A burst of laughter broke out.

Fairy Qingping and the others could not hold it in, while Lin Mu gave Ling Feng a thumbs-up and laughed loudly.

"As expected of Brother Ling!"

Yuwen Liang struggled to his feet, glaring at Ling Feng.

His strength was on par with Yin Jian's. Under normal circumstances, Ling Feng should not have been able to land a hit so easily.

But he had never expected Ling Feng to act without hesitation.

Even with Donghuang Xuanyi present, he still dared to strike first.

This brat was truly arrogant beyond belief!