The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 870: Burning the Bloodcrows

Ling Feng shot Xue Ji a sharp glance, and she immediately lowered her head, fearing what this "devil" might do next.

"Aside from what you've already mentioned, what other dangers lurk in this Abyss of Death? And how do we find the Lingxu Spring?" Ling Feng demanded coldly.

Xue Ji clenched her fists, cursing him inwardly, but she had no choice but to answer.

"From what I know, aside from the Abyss Bloodcrows, there are no other living beings in the Abyss of Death. These demonic beasts have mutated over tens of thousands of years, adapting to the Yin-malevolent energy of the Nether-River Deadwater. To them, everything else is prey."

"As for the exact location of the Lingxu Spring, I truly don't know. But according to records, it should be within a cavern somewhere in the depths. The spring purifies the Nether-River Deadwater, converting its Yin energy into the purest soul essence source."

Ling Feng rubbed his nose.

The abyss stretched for thousands of miles. First, descending safely would be difficult. Second, finding a single cavern while fending off bloodcrow attacks? Nearly impossible.

But with such an opportunity within reach, who could bear to leave empty-handed?

"You. Take the lead!"

Ling Feng pointed at Xue Ji, ordering her to climb down first.

"Me?!" Xue Ji's face twisted in fury. "Why should I go first?"

"Now's the perfect time for cannon fodder to prove useful," Ling Feng said flatly. "If you refuse, I can end you right here."

Xue Ji bit her lip, seething. "You've sealed my demonic essence! How am I supposed to lead?"

"Stop pretending. Activating your king beast bloodline doesn't require much demonic essence, does it?" Ling Feng smirked.

"You—!"

Xue Ji shuddered. How does this human know so much about demons?

She had no idea Ling Feng had once infiltrated the Heavenly Demon City in Nanjiang, posing as the demonic prince Long Fei for an entire month.

Back then, he'd been a Demonic Jiao Prince himself!

"I know exactly how useful you are," Ling Feng said coldly. "And don't worry—I'll make sure to use you to the fullest!"

His piercing gaze seemed to strip her bare, sending a chill down her spine.

With no other choice, Xue Ji gritted her teeth and began climbing down the smooth cliff face.

With her leading, the Abyss Bloodcrows hesitated, eyeing the "prey" warily but not daring to attack.

The Nine-Tailed Fox bloodline was a high-tier king beast bloodline, comparable to the Qiongqi bloodline of the little Qiongqi.

Of course, the potency of bloodline suppression depended on cultivation level. Though Xue Ji's power was sealed, her realm remained intact.

Not long after entering the abyss, a faint Yin-malevolent energy began permeating the air.

Ling Feng immediately felt his true qi stagnate, his vitality sluggish, even his spiritual consciousness dulled.

In this state, flying would drain his energy ten times faster.

If he exhausted his true qi before finding the Lingxu Spring, he'd become nothing more than crow food.

Good thing Ling Feng didn't kill Xue Ji earlier.

Otherwise, even knowing the spring's location, recklessly flying in would've been suicide.

As for Jiang Biyi?

Totally unreliable. Useless when questioned!

"Haha! General Ling's plan is brilliant! The crows don't dare attack us!"

Wang Chuanjia had been nervous at first, but after descending a hundred zhang, his courage grew.

Jiang Biyi, meanwhile, seemed to have improved in strength. She climbed by plunging her hands straight into the rock, eliminating any risk of slipping.

But this method consumed true qi rapidly. After just a hundred zhang, she was already panting heavily.

SCREECH! SCREECH!

Suddenly, ear-piercing shrieks erupted as the Abyss Bloodcrows went berserk!

From the abyss' depths, a black storm surged upward—countless crows, a living tsunami of feathers and claws.

"Damn it! My bloodline suppression is failing!"

Xue Ji's face paled as she immediately activated her demonic essence for protection. freēwēbnovel.com

Ling Feng looked down and felt his scalp prickle.

Tens of thousands of bloodcrows!

He yanked Jiang Biyi close, encasing her in a defensive barrier.

The girl had exhausted most of her true qi—she was defenseless.

Wang Chuanjia and Bai Yuan reacted swiftly. Though weaker than the demonic geniuses, they were no pushovers.

Wang Chuanjia, an earth-based cultivator, summoned an earthen wall around himself. Bai Yuan encased his body in ice, holding his ground for now.

SCREECH! SCREECH!

The sky-blackening swarm dove at them, their sonic soul attacks layering into a deafening barrage.

A single lapse in focus meant a fatal plunge.

Ling Feng frowned.

Trouble came faster than expected!

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Crows smashed against their defenses in waves!

SPLAT! SPLAT!

Dozens shattered against Ling Feng's, Xue Ji's, and Wang Chuanjia's barriers, reduced to bloody pulp.

Bai Yuan, less skilled in defense, slashed with ice blades, cleaving through swathes of crows—but more kept coming.

In the Abyss of Death, with no way to replenish energy, his method wouldn't last long.

Ling Feng's eyes narrowed.

"Lingtian Sword Force!"

A six-zhang radius around him became a zone of annihilation. Every crow that entered was instantly shredded into mist, painting the abyss in a macabre rain of blood!

The endless black tide now had a gaping hole, relieving the others' pressure.

"Gather around me!" Ling Feng shouted.

Though confused, Wang Chuanjia and the others quickly closed in—even Xue Ji hesitated, then joined them.

Ling Feng enveloped the group in his sword force, then ignited his source true fire, sending flames roaring into the crow swarm.

The blood rain acted like oil—instantly flammable, exploding in dazzling bursts.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Thousands of crows became firebirds, their shrieks filling the abyss as they burned!

"Wow!"

Jiang Biyi clapped in awe. "This 'Burning the Bloodcrows' move is so cool!"

Ling Feng rolled his eyes.

Of course she's the only one enjoying this!