The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 541: The Wrath of Jin Jiao!

Before long, led by the elder Jin Mu, Jin Jiao returned to the cave. However, the anger in his eyes had not diminished but rather intensified, and was now mixed with a hint of disdain.

"Big Brother Jin Jiao!"

Seeing Jin Jiao's return, the younger generation of the clan quickly gathered around him. It was clear that Jin Jiao held great prestige among them.

This was especially true for Xiaomeng, who bounced up to Jin Jiao while smiling brightly. "Big Brother Jin Jiao, you have to defeat that prince!"

"Don't worry, I will!"

Jin Jiao clenched his fists and strode up to Ling Feng. "Prince Long Fei, is it?"

Ling Feng stood proudly. "I won't use my status to suppress others. Defeat me, and the spot is yours."

"Hahaha..." Jin Jiao laughed wildly, his eyes burning with fierce flames. He roared, "Then let's fight!"

"Fight!"

Ling Feng growled low, and in an instant, the Eradicator of Realms was in his hand.

The surrounding clan members quickly retreated, leaving a vast space for them.

"Daring to fight me, you’ve got guts!"

Jin Jiao's muscles bulged, and he didn't even use any weapons. His fists were his strongest weapons.

Boom!

In an instant, Jin Jiao's fist struck out. He was so strong that the wind around the cave started to warp, causing the entire cave to tremble.

Jin Zhulong's eyes twitched, and with a wave of his hand, he hurriedly formed a barrier around Ling Feng and Jin Jiao. Without it, the cave would be destroyed by their battle.

"What immense strength!"

Ling Feng's mouth twitched. Jin Zhulong's power had already reached the Spiritual Element Realm, and with his terrifying brute force, he was almost on par with a monster like Li Yunting.

Three locks opened simultaneously!

Four Transformations of Eight Desolations, Earth Splitting Transformation!

In an instant, Ling Feng's aura surged wildly. Facing an opponent like Jin Jiao, he couldn’t afford any carelessness.

"Uhh..."

The younger clan members were stunned. The prince who seemed so weak could actually suddenly explode with such power?

Is this the strength of the main branch?

"Interesting!"

Jin Jiao roared, his fists raining down on Ling Feng like a storm without holding back at all.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Fist energy and sword strikes clashed constantly, their power almost making one's scalp tingle.

"T-This isn't right..."

Elder Jin Mu's eyes twitched. Although Ling Feng's strength surprised him, Jin Jiao's behavior was even more unexpected.

The chief had signaled him to remind Jin Jiao to let Prince Long Fei win and pretend to lose. He had repeatedly instructed Jin Jiao to yield to Ling Feng and not use his full strength.

However, Jin Jiao seemed completely serious, more so than ever before.

Luckily, Ling Feng was not weak. Otherwise, with Jin Jiao's outburst of power, an ordinary demon general would have been defeated long ago.

"You do have some skill, but you're still trash!"

Jin Jiao's face twisted with rage. He thought to himself, Do you think I, Jin Jiao, will submit to a so-called prince? Never! Pretend to lose to you? I’ll cripple you instead!

His heart was filled with fury.

Because of the so-called main branch, his third uncle, Elder Jin Mu, had asked him to abandon his pride and pretend to lose to this prince.

The more those old men believed the main branch was superior, the more he wanted to prove that the geniuses of the minor branch were in no way inferior to the main branch!

Roar!

Jin Jiao roared madly, with almost half of his body transforming into the form of a Three-Headed Demonic Jiao. Sharp fangs and claws became his most lethal weapons.

"This damned brat..."

Jin Zhulong's eyes twitched violently. He could see that Jin Jiao had no intention of holding back against Ling Feng; instead, he seemed intent on killing him.

Jin Zhulong silently regretted his decision. If anything happened to this Prince Long Fei, they wouldn't even be able to return to the main branch. They would be lucky if the main branch didn't send people to wipe them out.

However, the strength Ling Feng displayed also surprised him. From start to finish, Ling Feng hadn't used his fangs or claws. His fighting style didn't resemble that of a Three-Headed Demonic Jiao at all; instead, it was more human-like.

Could it be that even when facing Jin Jiao, this Prince Long Fei is so at ease that he doesn't need to transform into his true form?

Jin Zhulong took a deep breath, thinking to himself, As expected of the royal family of the main branch. Even a mere Demon General is incomparable to the younger generation of our minor branch.

What he didn't know was that Ling Feng didn't avoid using his fangs and claws because he didn't want to, but because he didn't have them!

Ling Feng wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth. Jin Jiao's strength was the most terrifying he had ever encountered.

In terms of sheer brute force, Jin Jiao even surpassed Yan Jinghong!

Despite using all his techniques, Ling Feng was barely able to maintain an unbeaten position, constantly on the defensive against Jin Jiao.

Little did he know, Jin Jiao was equally shocked.

His initial fury had turned into awe and surprise.

The Prince Long Fei in front of him was incredibly strong, and throughout the battle, he hadn't shown any intention of transforming into his battle form.

Is he looking down on me?

Jin Jiao's punches exploded with power, nearly breaking the barrier Jin Zhulong had set up.

But after a full half-hour of intense fighting, Jin Jiao began to tire, while Ling Feng still maintained his stamina.

"Hmph, finally running out of strength?"

Ling Feng clenched his slightly numb fists, feeling the vitality surging within him. If this level of attack continued for another quarter of an hour, he would surely lose!

However, from the force of Jin Jiao's last punch, Ling Feng sensed that Jin Jiao's strength was starting to wane.

"Then, it's my turn!"

A flash of determination appeared in Ling Feng's eyes as he secretly activated his Cold Spirit true qi.

Under the medicinal strength of the Demon-Transforming Pill, any attribute of true qi would simulate the form of demonic essence, covering the body so that even a demon emperor expert could not see through it.

"Earth's Judgment!"

Ling Feng shouted, seizing the moment when Jin Jiao showed a slight flaw. He finally broke free, gaining the best opportunity to unleash the Heaven-Slaying Sword Art.

In an instant, Jin Jiao felt as if he were locked in place by an overwhelming force, unable to escape.

Rumble!

The ground trembled, and where Ling Feng's sword qi passed, a massive rift appeared in the ground, rapidly extending towards Jin Jiao.

"W-What kind of power is this!?"

Jin Jiao was stunned, instantly reverting to his original form—a Three-Headed Demonic Jiao over twenty-one meters long. The three heads unleashed storms of lightning, fire, and wind towards Ling Feng's sword qi.

However, the sword qi of Earth's Judgment was no ordinary force.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In the violent explosions, Jin Jiao was sent flying, crashing into the cave wall. A gruesome wound ran across his body as he panted heavily.

Ling Feng, although he staggered back several steps and spat out a mouthful of blood, managed to remain standing.

The outcome was clear!