The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 603: Why Is The Dog In Such A Hurry?

Chapter 603: Why Is The Dog In Such A Hurry?

"All... all attributes!?"

Tuoba Cheng and Tuoba Longchuan were momentarily dumbfounded, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

In the history of the Tiance Clan, no one had ever possessed more than three attribute sources at once. Yet here was Ling Feng with all twelve attribute crystals lit up! Not only that, but the intensity of the light indicated that each attribute source was top-grade!

Usually, even within the same attribute, there were differences in strength. But Ling Feng's attribute sources were undoubtedly flawless in every aspect!

The brilliance of the lights quickly attracted the attention of the nearby members of the Tiance Clan who looked up at the sky. Some even believed it to be a divine miracle.

"Oh my god, is that the child of prophecy that Tuoba Cheng brought back? Isn't he an outsider? How could he resonate with the spirit-awakening device?"

"You don't know, do you? He's the one who brought back our clan's sacred relic, the Tiance Mirror. Not only is he the child of prophecy, but he's also the new Sacred Master of our clan!"

"Wow, so he's the Sacred Master! It’s no wonder he's so powerful!"

Tuoba Cheng swallowed hard and hurriedly asked Ling Feng to retract his hand, his mouth twitching. "Master, you should rein in your divine skills. This is too terrifying!"

"..."

Ling Feng touched the bridge of his nose. "With this, what kind of techniques should I learn?"

"Any technique!"

Tuoba Cheng blinked in awe. To him, Ling Feng was already approaching the level of a deity.

"Master, you should go directly to the third floor. With your full attribute talent, you can practice any technique there without any limitations."

"Is that so?" Ling Feng rubbed his nose. "Alright, I won't hold back then."

As they said, having more skills never burdened a person. Since he had obtained such a magical treasure like the Tiance Mirror, it would be a waste not to learn the Tianheng Techniques.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

And wasting things was shameful!

...

Time flew by.

Elder Hei Yu clenched his fists tightly, a flash of killing intent passing through his eyes, though he quickly restrained himself.

Although he didn't know how Ling Feng had treated the grand elder, judging by the battle two days ago, the grand elder remained as formidable as ever. His strength still firmly suppressed Elder Hei Yu.

Finally, Ling Feng stepped out from the crowd. Elder Hei Yu snorted, gritting his teeth as he said, "Boy, hurry and open the imperial tomb with Yan'er!"

"Oh?" Ling Feng sneered coldly. "Elder Hei Yu, if I remember correctly, I'm the Tiance Sacred Master, am I not? As a member of the Ten Great Clan Elders, you're a servant of the Sacred Master. Since when did a servant issue orders to his master?"

"You!" Elder Hei Yu's eyes blazed with killing intent. This brat really thinks of himself as the Sacred Master!

Ling Feng, completely unfazed, reprimanded him harshly. "The master gives orders to the dog, not the other way around. The master hasn't spoken yet, so why is the dog in such a hurry?"

Elder Hei Yu grounded his teeth in rage. The sound of his clenched jaw echoed, but he ultimately dared not challenge the authority of the Sacred Master. With a wave of his sleeve, he remained silent.

"Elder Hei Yu, don't misunderstand me," Ling Feng quickly added with a grin. "I wouldn't call you a dog because that would be too insulting to dogs!"

Upon hearing this, Elder Hei Yu trembled with fury. Even the Tiance Clan elders, including the grand elder, couldn't help but gasp in astonishment.

This brat really has the nerves to speak this way!

Elder Hei Yu took several deep breaths to suppress the urge to kill Ling Feng on the spot. Gritting his teeth, he uttered each of the following words with difficulty, "I admit my mistake. I request the Sacred Master to open the imperial tomb!"

"Mm-hmm, that's the proper attitude for a subordinate."

Ling Feng shrugged and turned his gaze to Tuoba Yan, smiling faintly. "Miss Tuoba, don't you agree?"

Tuoba Yan paid no attention to Ling Feng. From beginning to end, her expression remained as cold as ice. Her lips parted only slightly as she said indifferently, "Let's open the imperial tomb."

"This woman! Heh!"

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes, a glint of coldness flashing within them.

Although Tuoba Yan's voice carried no emotion, Ling Feng could still sense a trace of killing intent within her words.

No matter what, Ling Feng, who was versed in the Slaughterous Sword Will, could never miss such a feeling. If he couldn't even detect killing intent, he would be unworthy of survival.

If you want to kill me, then be prepared to be killed yourself!

Ling Feng snorted coldly in his heart. Since they were enemies, there was no need to show mercy.