ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⚑𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⚑𝓷𝓮𝓽 A quarter of an hour passed. Boom!0 A thunderous explosion rocked the battlefield. The entire arena collapsed inward, leaving a crater several dozen meters wide. A figure shot out of the smoke like an arrow released from a bowstring.0 Every spectator's eyes narrowed. The person flung through the air was none other than Ao Han of the Ice Crystal Frost Jiao Clan. "Pfft!"0 He coughed up a mouthful of blood before crashing heavily to the ground. His eyes rolled back, and he lost consciousness on the spot.0 At the center of the ruined arena stood a towering figure covered in golden fur. It had the form of a giant ape, but after a brief flicker, it reverted to human shape.0 Ling Feng casually brushed the dust from his shoulder. He curled his lip and said, completely unbothered, "Not bad. That was barely worth my time."0 The elite demon cultivators from the three great sanctums stared in stunned silence. His strength was overwhelming!0 "Strong. Incredibly strong!"0 "A-Absolutely incredible!"0 "How can anyone be this powerful?"0 "So this is the power of the Chaotic Bloodline? Even Ao Han's demon dragon bloodline was completely suppressed."0 The top geniuses of the three sanctums lowered their heads in quiet defeat. Ling Feng's power was suffocating. It crushed all hope and left only despair.0 Even Bai Linger stood frozen. Just a few days ago, Long Fei had seemed powerful, but nowhere near this terrifying. In only four days, he had risen from an early-tier demon lord to mid-tier demon lord!0 That kind of cultivation speed was unheard of, not just among demons, but even among humans!0 "It isn't just the suppression of his bloodline. This Long Fei has monstrous speed, strength, and endurance. On top of that, his spiritual consciousness rivals that of a demon emperor. That Frost Jiao boy never had a chance."0 Hei Feng Demon Emperor of the Black Dragon Hall rested his chin on his palm and spoke in a low, thoughtful voice.0 "I have to agree. That kid's strength is simply unnatural!"0 Ju Feng Demon Emperor of the Purple Dragon Hall shook his head with a faint smile. It reminded him of the old saying: the waves behind drive the ones in front onto the shore. 0 Back when they had been at the demon lord level, none of them had ever reached this level of power.0 Ao Han was not weak. Long Fei was simply too strong.0 A demon emperor from Minglong Sanctum approached Hei Feng and the others. His smile was bitter as he spoke.0 "We thought Ao Han would help us dominate this year's tri-sanctum exchange, but in the end, Canglong Sanctum still came out on top."0 Hei Feng beamed with satisfaction.0 "Not at all. It was just a matter of luck."0 After exchanging a few polite words, the demon emperors from the other two sanctums led their disciples away from Cangyan Mountain. The ancient demon ruins had already been mostly picked clean. Once every ten years, a few spirit herbs and mystical flowers would grow back, allowing the first group to harvest whatever remained. By the time the others entered, the place was usually barren.0 Because of this, the three sanctums had agreed over the past century: whichever group took first place would claim exclusive rights to the ruins. The other two would withdraw voluntarily. Over time, each sanctum had their share of victories and losses. It was a fair arrangement.0 "Long Fei, that sword technique you used earlier, can you teach me?"0 "Long Fei, you're too strong. If you ever need anything, just let me know. I'm the young master of the Mountain Vulture Clan. My name's Zuo Shandiao."0 "I'm from the Dragon Horse Clan. You can call me Bai Longma, or Xiao Bai. Brother Fei, from now on, I'm counting on you to look out for me in Purple Dragon Hall."0 The match had ended. The crowd, no, the horde of demons, swarmed around Ling Feng in a frenzy of admiration. Female demon cultivators winked and flirted boldly. Their eyes sent a clear message: if you show up tonight, you're mine.0 But none of them had a chance. Even Bai Linger's beauty hadn't stirred Ling Feng's heart. To these ordinary girls, he was untouchable.0 Bai Linger stuck close to Ling Feng's side. Her expression warned everyone to back off. Her posture made it clear that Long Fei belonged to her.0 "Young people really do burn bright!"0 "It's good to be young."0 The demon emperor experts of the Eight Great Canglong Sanctum exchanged glances and smiled.0 Only Red Dragon Hall wore dark expressions. Not a single person looked the least bit pleased.0 Victory and defeat often walked hand in hand. While Ling Feng stood at the peak of triumph, the Silver Wolf Young Master, Yin Xue, had been reduced to a drooling mess. Red Dragon Hall's top disciple, Chi Gui, had been crippled by Ling Feng as well.0 Red Dragon Hall didn't bother staying to search the ruins. They turned around and left Cangyan Mountain. There was no dignity left to preserve.0 Ling Feng sat alone, cross-legged in front of a campfire. With his eyes closed, he silently activated the Sacred Mystical-Heaven Art, gradually clearing away the killing intent that had accumulated over the past few days.0 He had been relying heavily on both the Chaotic True Form and Chaotic Rebirth. Every time he used them, they stirred the power of the Asura's Eye. That bloodthirstiness was a terrifying weapon in battle, but if he allowed it to fester, it could eventually erode his mind. It might twist him into a merciless killer.1 Moreover, the Supreme Lotus Seed had been accelerating his cultivation at a terrifying pace. His strength had increased far too quickly, while his mental state lagged behind. That imbalance posed a serious danger.0 So whenever he had the chance, he would sit down to meditate with the Sacred Mystical-Heaven Art, purifying his inner violence and holding onto his true self.0 Suddenly, he heard footsteps. Bai Linger walked briskly over, sat down beside him, bit her lip, and asked softly, "Hey, Long Fei. You're still cultivating?"0 Ling Feng turned his head, gave her a glance, and curled his lip. "What about you? Why isn't the young lady getting some rest?"0 Bai Linger gave him a resentful look. She cursed him silently in her heart. This is all your fault.0 Of course, she didn't say that out loud. She grit her teeth and said instead, "I came to congratulate you. Once we get back, you'"ll finally meet the demon ruler."0 Ling Feng gave a casual shrug. In truth, he wanted to return to Canglong Sanctum right away and stop wasting time here.0 Ever since he returned from Yanming Sea Island, he had been plagued by a lingering sense of unease. It felt like someone important to him was in danger.0 Now, the people closest to him were Mu Qianxue and sworn brothers like Jiang Xiaofan.0 That past betrayal had taught him one thing. When someone truly cared for you, you had to protect that bond with everything you had.0 He would never let those he cherished suffer again.0 Which meant he needed to finish things here as soon as possible and return to the Blackwater Plains with Mu Qianxue!0