The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1417: The Strongest Below the Great Emperor

"Three moves?"

Ling Feng raised a finger. "I only need one move to defeat you!"

"Arrogant!"

Huang Lang let out a low roar and slashed out with his sword. Even though his elemental force was suppressed, the power behind that strike was still solid. It was not something an ordinary Spiritual Sea Realm martial artist could withstand.

Ling Feng did not even bother to draw his sword. He simply threw a punch. Dragon-Elephant Divine Strength erupted, and the crowd felt their eardrums tremble as a roar like dragons and tigers exploded through the air.

Then a scream rang out.

"Ah!"

Huang Lang was blasted away by that single punch. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted on the spot.

"Trash is still trash!"

Ling Feng stood with his hands behind his back. He casually blew on his fist and calmly collected the Extraterrestrial Star Iron.

This kind of ore was one of the main materials used to forge the Astral Dragon Shield. Its value was far from ordinary.

The entire crowd was stunned. Huang Lang might have been among the weaker veterans, but no one had expected a late-stage Spiritual Sea Realm kid like Ling Feng to knock him out with a single punch!

After a long pause, someone finally reacted and shouted, "It is because of the Dead Soul Devil Abyss! Hmph! Our elemental force is suppressed, but his realm is lower, so he is affected less!"

The veteran elites exchanged glances. So this was the source of his confidence.

Too bad he was being naive!

Even with their strength suppressed, an Extreme Human Emperor was still an Extreme Human Emperor!

"Who is next? Or are you all coming at once?"

Ling Feng stood tall with his hands behind his back. His gaze swept across the crowd as he laughed freely. "As long as you can put up a stake, I do not mind. Come on, trash. I alone am enough to wipe all of you out!"

He leaped lightly onto a massive rock and looked down at everyone below, his expression cold and arrogant.

The veteran elites were furious. This kid was beyond arrogant!

"Fearless because he is ignorant!"

Su Ming stared at Ling Feng coldly. A chilling glint flickered deep in his eyes. "Since Junior Brother Ling is willing to spar with all of you, you might as well indulge him."

"Just remember, crippling him is enough. Do not take his life. After all, he is still our fellow disciple!"

Su Ming's tone was strange and mocking. Every word sounded cold.

In an instant, aside from a few peak third-stage Extreme Human Emperor squad leaders, all the veteran elites surrounded Ling Feng. Chu Tiange and the others could only retreat to the side. It was not a matter of whether they dared to step in. They simply were not capable of it!

As for Bai Qi and Kang Huailie's teams, they stood by and watched. In their eyes, provoking veteran elites like this was something only a fool would do.

Ling Feng stood calmly within the encirclement. "If you want to fight me, show your stakes first. Otherwise, what right do you have to take the Jade Dragon Blood King Ginseng from me?"

"Hmph, you do not need to remind me. This is my Jade Void True Spirit Pill!"

"This is a Flaming Sun Heavenly Fire Stone!"

"This is..."

One after another, the veteran elites revealed their treasures. Each of them was ready to move. Whoever defeated Ling Feng first would claim the Jade Dragon Blood King Ginseng.

More than a dozen Extreme Human Emperors were preparing to challenge a newcomer who had joined the Dongling Immortal Pool less than two months ago. It sounded absurd, yet it was about to happen right here in the Dead Soul Devil Abyss.

"Stop!"

At that moment, a commanding voice exploded like thunder.

Everyone turned. The one who spoke was one of the three veteran squad leaders who had remained silent until now.

This man was extremely powerful!

Su Ming raised a brow, his sharp gaze easing slightly. "Senior Brother Feng, what is it?"

This man was Feng Shaoan, also a third-stage Extreme Human Emperor, yet his strength surpassed even Su Ming.

The moment he spoke, the expressions of the surrounding elites changed.

Some showed admiration, others respect, and many revealed deep fear!

As Feng Shaoan opened his eyes, a terrifying aura surged outward. It churned like a storm, making one's blood boil.

The nearby disciples turned pale and hurriedly retreated, fear written all over their faces.

Feng Shaoan slowly stood up. An overwhelming pressure spread from him. Aside from Su Ming and Yin Jian, who sat cross-legged in the distance, everyone else felt a suffocating weight pressing against their chests.

"So this is Feng Shaoan! Even though Yin Jian is said to be the most likely to enter the Heaven Slaying Ten Absolutes, Senior Brother Feng is known as the strongest below the Great Emperor!"

"Back in the sect, he had no equal within the Human Emperor realm. Now that he has trained in the Land of War for three years, even the inner sect elites and the so-called Ten Young Emperors are nothing before him."

"I heard he gave up his chance to break through to the Great Emperor realm. He felt his cultivation was not yet perfect and chose to suppress it. Once he breaks through, he will surely claim a place among the Heaven Slaying Ten Absolutes!"

Such a figure commanded respect even in the brutal Land of War.

In the hearts of many disciples, the Heaven Slaying Ten Absolutes were legends. Feng Shaoan was the one closest to becoming such a legend!

And one day, he would become a legend himself!

At that moment, Feng Shaoan began walking toward Ling Feng, step by step. Wherever he passed, the crowd parted on their own, forming a clear path as if welcoming the strongest below the Great Emperor.

He finally stopped thirty paces away from Ling Feng, standing with his hands behind his back as his gaze swept across the crowd.

His eyes lingered only briefly on a few third-stage Extreme Human Emperors. Everyone else he ignored.

He only acknowledged those at the third-stage.

No, even Extreme Human Emperors barely entered his sight. In his eyes, only a Great Emperor was a worthy opponent!

"Senior Brother Feng, what is it?"

Su Ming swallowed nervously. If Feng Shaoan stepped in, the Jade Dragon Blood King Ginseng would no longer have anything to do with him.

Feng Shaoan stood tall, his presence overwhelming as he spoke coldly, "I am bored. Time to stretch a little. I will handle this one. We end it quickly!"

"Uh..."

Su Ming clenched his fists, then stepped aside. "Senior Brother Feng, please!"

The other veteran elites also retreated without a word. No one dared to object.

It was clear that Ling Feng's earlier provocation had angered Feng Shaoan, and his one-punch defeat of Huang Lang had sparked a hint of interest.

That was why Feng Shaoan chose to step in personally and give Ling Feng a lesson he would never forget.