Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

"Damn it! Why isn’t the gate open yet?!"

The Golden Flood Dragon Young Master instantly flew into a rage, kicking the golden gate with one leg, only to be blasted back by a powerful recoil. With a miserable scream of "Ah!", he slammed heavily into a stone wall, looking utterly wretched.

"Serves you right!"

"Hahaha, you had it coming!"

Everyone burst out laughing, clearly delighted to see this arrogant Golden Flood Dragon Young Master suffer a setback.

Ling Feng turned his gaze to the characters appearing on the golden gate, noticing they were script from Ancient Times. He quickly turned to Yeu Junyao and asked, "Do you recognize these characters?"

"Of course I do!"

A faintly proud look appeared on Yeu Junyao’s face. Among everyone present, she was the only one who could read them.

"The meaning of these two lines is that two Human Warriors must be sent forth, one man and one woman, standing left and right to push the gate at the same time. Only then, combined with the power of that disc, can this gate be opened."

At this moment, the Golden Flood Dragon Young Master had already torn himself free of the wall. Hearing Yeu Junyao’s words, he gnashed his teeth in hatred. "Damn you, since you recognized these characters, why didn’t you say so earlier!"

"And why should I tell you anything?"

Yeu Junyao snorted, her eyes filled with disdain.

The Golden Flood Dragon Young Master’s face instantly darkened. Just as he was about to lash out, Ling Feng spoke up, "Golden Flood Dragon Young Master, you heard her: only the Human Clan can act to open the gate. If you still want to cause trouble, then why don’t we settle this right here and now? If you want a fight, I’ll accompany you anytime!"

The Golden Flood Dragon Young Master weighed the pros and cons, then finally clenched his teeth. They had only just entered the Blood Road Secret Realm and already encountered so many obstacles; who knew how many more dangers lay ahead.

If he fought Ling Feng to the death now, it would only lead to mutual destruction, and neither side would gain anything.

After all, Ling Feng’s strength was obvious to all. Though he believed he wouldn’t lose to Ling Feng, he didn’t dare claim he could surely defeat him, much less do so easily.

"Fine. This Young Master is not unreasonable!"

The Golden Flood Dragon Young Master let out a cold snort and said slowly, "Since opening the gate requires the strength of your Human Clan, then we’ll cooperate for now!"

Thus, the Golden Flood Dragon Young Master reinserted the disc into the groove, while the Human Clan sent forth a man and a woman, two Sword Emperor experts, who stood on either side of the gate and pushed hard.

Creaaak!

At last, the gate trembled lightly, and a blinding, piercing radiance flared from beyond the door. Under those dazzling beams of light, none of them could keep their eyes open.

Ling Feng’s sense for Spatial Power was extremely keen; he clearly felt that the space-time around them seemed to shift once again.

Simply put, at the moment the gate opened, they were once more teleported somewhere else.

After a long while.

The light faded, and everyone was shocked to discover that they now stood inside an exceedingly Gui Yi warehouse.

All around the warehouse, rows upon rows of strange humanoid Puppets were arranged.

Each Puppet was only about half a person tall. Every head wore a ferocious Ghost Mask, and in this sealed environment it gave off a hair-raising sense of dread.

Those Puppets looked crudely made, but the Ghost Masks on their faces were horrifyingly vivid. Even more terrifying, those pairs of deep, shadowy Ghost Eyes seemed to be watching them.

"Gagagagaga..."

"Jiejiejiejie..."

Suddenly, eerie, chilling laughter echoed through the warehouse, and the eyes of those Puppets seemed to start turning!

In that instant, whether Human Clan or Demon Clan, everyone felt their scalps go numb.

These Puppets were far too bizarre!

"Playing spooky tricks!"

A Minotaur from the Demon Clan snorted twin jets of white mist from his nostrils, his body suddenly growing taller by a notch. Sweeping his giant axe, he hacked viciously toward the row of Puppets in front of him.

"Don’t act rashly!"

Ling Feng bellowed, but it was already too late!

The Minotaur’s giant axe had already cleaved several Puppets clean in half. Not only that, he smugly waved his axe around, sneering, "They’re just pieces of scrap metal. One swing is all it takes!"

However, in the very next moment, those previously motionless Puppets, with their drooping heads, suddenly lifted them up!

Clearly painted-on lips twisted into a bizarre, profound smile!

And their eyes, at this moment, seemed to brim with Life Force as they stared straight at everyone.

The sight made their hair stand on end!

That Minotaur’s attack had evidently completely activated these Puppets.

"Braindead idiot!"

Ling Feng cursed silently. You can deal with godlike enemies, but not pig-like teammates.

These Puppets were obviously a trap, yet someone still jumped right into it!

In the next instant, accompanied by that source-less jiejie laughter, the Puppets all let out wicked chuckles and lunged forward en masse!

In an instant, every Puppet in the warehouse "came to life"!

Ah!

A series of screams that made their scalps prickle rang out. The first to suffer was that Minotaur!

In the blink of an eye, that originally broad-shouldered, burly Minotaur turned into a puddle of pus on the floor!

Ling Feng’s expression turned grim; he didn’t dare be careless. Several Puppets were leaping at him, some clawing toward his hands, some grabbing for his legs, as if trying to latch onto him and never let go.

The Minotaur’s miserable fate was fresh in his mind. He naturally didn’t dare let these Puppets get close, so he quickly used Carefree Sword Step to dodge left and right, darting about while slamming a palm into the chest of the Puppet before him, intending to shatter it.

However, the moment his palm touched the Puppet, his arm recoiled as fast as Lightning.

Ling Feng’s heart tightened. That strange tactile sensation made his scalp crawl!

He saw the chest of the Puppet he’d struck squirming violently!

It was as though something alive was hidden inside the Puppet’s body!

In the next instant, the Yin Yang Fish floated within Ling Feng’s gaze, Unlimited Vision opening wide, taking in every detail of their surroundings.

In this kind of environment, there was no room for even the slightest carelessness.

At the same time, the other Demon Clan and Human Clan members were all being attacked to varying degrees by the Puppets.

A Human Sword Emperor blasted the Puppet before him into powder with a single sword strike.

Yet before that Sword Emperor could breathe a sigh of relief, something that made his pupils contract occurred!

After the Puppet shattered, an extremely foul-smelling black liquid spurted out!

The liquid erupted suddenly, splashing at incredible speed.

The Sword Emperor expert didn’t have time to react before he was drenched head to toe in the reeking black liquid.

Several Martial Artists beside him were splashed as well.

"This is bad!"

The Sword Emperor cried out, and in the next heartbeat, a soul-piercing agony dragged his entire being down as if into a quagmire, impossible to escape.

Ah!—

Wails tore through the air. Not only that Sword Emperor expert, but even the Martial Artists who had only been splashed with a little Poison Liquid suddenly turned dark in the face, unleashing heart-rending screams, as if suffering some extremely brutal torture.

Instinctively, Ling Feng looked back—and his pupils shrank!

In just a blink, that Emperor Realm expert drenched in black liquid had, like the Minotaur before him, rotted all over, melting into a pool of pus.

In no time, even his bones were gone!

Ling Feng swept his Divine Soul over the scene and felt a chill race down his spine!

Within that black liquid were tiny wriggling worms, nearly invisible to the naked eye!

Swarms of them clumped together into masses, living within the black liquid.

Their numbers were in the tens of billions!

That black liquid wasn’t Poison Liquid at all; it was these eerie worms, rapidly gnawing away the bodies of those Sword Emperor experts!

No! They were devouring their souls as well!

In the blink of an eye, that Emperor Realm expert had been annihilated, not even bones remaining!

And the several Martial Artists beside him who had been splashed with the black liquid were rolling on the ground, screaming in anguish, unable to live, unable to die.

"Clang!"

Just then, a streak of cold light flashed—it was Ling Feng striking like Lightning.

Ling Feng’s sword shot out like a bolt, and without the slightest hesitation, he sliced away every part of those Martial Artists’ bodies that had been contaminated by the black liquid.

After all, losing a hand or a leg and becoming crippled was still better than losing one’s life.

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