The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 876: Dominant Strike

As Du Lang advanced step by step, Xue Ji clenched her fists.

This was the cruel law of the demon race. But she had never intended to betray her kind—she was simply...

Afraid of Ling Feng!

"Du Lang, are you really going to kill me?" Xue Ji stared at him, her voice heavy.

"If I don't, I die." Du Lang's expression carried a hint of regret. "Blame yourself for willingly becoming a human's slave."

"I didn't!" Xue Ji shouted.

"Explain that in the afterlife!"

Du Lang's speed suddenly skyrocketed, memories flashing through his mind.

The first time he'd seen Xue Ji, he'd been awestruck, chasing after her relentlessly. But though she appeared alluring and flirtatious, her heart was colder than ice. For years, she'd shown him no regard.

Since he couldn't have her, destroying her wasn't a bad alternative.

His curved blade gleamed with a dark radiance as a fierce gale erupted around him.

Wang Chuanjia and Bai Yuan gasped. The demons' ruthlessness toward their own was staggering!

Xue Ji, meanwhile, was so furious she could vomit blood. She shot Wang Chuanjia with a venomous glare. It's all that damned human's fault! Even dying, he had to drag me down with him!

"Die!"

In the next instant, Du Lang was upon her. Xue Ji refused to accept death without a fight, channeling her demonic essence to clash with him.

"You dare resist?!"

The Demonic Jiao Prince roared like thunder. Xue Ji grunted, blood spurting from her mouth as she collapsed, completely incapacitated.

"W-What?!"

Wang Chuanjia was dumbstruck. Xue Ji was a demonic genius too, yet she couldn't even withstand one strike from the prince!

Xue Ji crashed into the cliff wall, coughing blood, her face ashen.

Today, it seemed, there was no escape.

"Die!"

Du Lang's blade descended once more. Xue Ji closed her eyes, resigning herself to fate.

Boom!

But at that moment, the Demonic Jiao Prince's expression shifted for the first time. His gaze snapped toward the cavern depths as he bellowed, "Du Lang, retreat!"

Too late.

A crimson sword light tore through the air from fifty zhang away—so fast even the prince couldn't react in time.

Boom!

The cave trembled violently as the sword energy exploded with terrifying force, piercing straight through the entrance!

Du Lang turned at the prince's warning—only for the crimson slash to bisect him in midair.

Splat!

Blood sprayed across Xue Ji's face. When she opened her eyes, she saw Du Lang's severed body.

Scrambling back, she wiped the blood from her cheeks, bewildered.

I... I'm alive?

The next moment, a figure shot out from the cave and stomped on Du Lang's head.

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His skull burst like a melon, painting the ground red.

With a demon's life force, being cut in half might not have been fatal—but this?

Du Lang was dead.

"Last time, you got away. This time? Not a chance."

The brutal scene sent a surge of exhilaration through Wang Chuanjia and Bai Yuan.

General Ling... is as dominant as ever!

Jiang Biyi scurried out after Ling Feng, immediately hiding behind him when she saw the situation outside.

Demonic Jiao Prince's face darkened, his eyes glinting with murderous intent as they locked onto Ling Feng.

"Human! You dare slaughter my kin before my very eyes?!"

Ling Feng ignored him completely, turning to Wang Chuanjia instead. "You alright?"

"Thanks to you, General!"

Wang Chuanjia wiped his bloodied lips. At that moment, he had only one feeling toward Ling Feng:

Respect!

Absolute, unwavering respect!

"Didn't expect you not to betray us." Ling Feng glanced at Xue Ji, who was still shaken.

Xue Ji clenched her fists and snorted, saying nothing.

In the eyes of the Demonic Jiao Prince and the others, she was now undeniably a traitor.

"You insolent—!"

The prince's rage boiled over. No one had ever dared disregard him like this!

"Here. Take these."

Ling Feng tossed recovery pills to Wang Chuanjia and Bai Yuan—and, surprisingly, didn't leave Xue Ji out.

The prince finally snapped. His entire body trembled as he snarled, "You! Are! Dead!!"

Just then, Ling Feng turned and flashed him a grin. "What's wrong? Daddy not giving you enough attention?"

"Pfft—!"

Xue Ji spat out the pill she'd just swallowed.

This guy really says whatever he wants!

Jiang Biyi burst into giggles, clutching her stomach. This bad guy was growing on her more and more.

"Hahaha! Kid, you've mastered 30% of this divine beast's talent for pissing people off!"

Inside the Five Elements Heavenly Palace, the Despicable Donkey watched with a smug grin.

"Shut it, you despicable donkey."

Ling Feng mentally shot back. With the Void Colossal Beast lurking below, Despicable Donkey couldn't show himself, leaving Ling Feng to handle the Demonic Jiao Prince alone—especially with Cao Meng under their control.

The situation was far from ideal.

But the cave had only one exit. If he didn't act now, they'd be trapped like turtles in a jar.

"Bastard!"

Demonic Jiao Prince's roar was deafening, his composure shattered—but then, his expression smoothed over.

A cold smirk replaced his fury.

"Human, did you really think such a pathetic trick could anger me? Your methods are laughable."

"Oh?"

Ling Feng raised an eyebrow. He'd hoped to provoke the prince into a reckless charge, giving him an opening to use Void Touch and immobilize him instantly.

But to his surprise, the Demonic Jiao Prince's self-control was terrifying.

In terms of raw power, the Demonic Jiao Prince might be on par with Yan Jinghong—but in some ways, he was more dangerous.

Because he could master his emotions far better.

"Demonic Jiao Prince," Ling Feng summoned the Eradicator of Realms, his tone turning serious, "release General Cao and leave now, and we can both walk away unharmed."