Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 2275: Chapter 2276: Parting Ways! (First Update)
"Timeless Spring, I’ve finally got it!"
Meanwhile, on the other side of this Floating Immortal Island, a young man jumped out from a crumbling tower.
This person was none other than the genius of the Netherworld Divine Race, Jun Jiuyou!
His entire body was seriously injured, with a deep, bone-revealing wound on his left shoulder, almost severing the entire arm from its root. Just a bit deeper, and he would’ve become a one-armed man.
Yet, despite this, his face was filled with wild joy, seemingly unconcerned about the severe injuries on his body.
It turns out that his reason for ascending the Floating Immortal Island was different from others. While others went to the Taihua Immortal Palace seeking opportunities, his target was quite specific: the Timeless Spring.
This explains why Ling Feng and the others hadn’t seen any sign of Jun Jiuyou after crossing the Heavenly Chasm.
Jun Jiuyou covered his chest, coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood. With his terrifying defense, he even dared to face the remaining terrifying Sword Qi trapped in the earth’s crevice. But in that tower, he suffered such severe injuries, proving he experienced an extremely fierce battle.
But fortunately, he survived, and obtained what he desired.
Just then, the ground beneath him began to shake violently. Jun Jiuyou’s expression tensed, knowing that the Floating Immortal Island was about to return to the Endless Void and he had to leave quickly.
Elsewhere on the Floating Immortal Island, whether martial artists seeking opportunities or those fighting over treasures, all stopped what they were doing. They sprinted madly, preparing to leave the Taihua Immortal Palace.
About an hour later.
Outside the original ruins of Songfeng City, on a desolate, barren ground, Ling Feng and a few others slowly descended from the sky.
This was once a vast forest, but when the Floating Immortal Island descended, the powerful shockwave not only destroyed the entire Songfeng City but also altered the environment for thousands of miles, turning it into a barren wasteland.
Perhaps over time, the trees here might regrow. Due to the spiritual energy escaping from the Floating Immortal Island, this place might become a treasure ground.
This is what they call, fortune and misfortune depend on each other.
However, those who perished in the devastation will never come back to life.
"Kid Feen, where are you planning to go next?"
The Despicable Donkey, embodying the spirit of envy, spoke with a sour tone that was both amusing and exasperating.
"Let’s wait a bit."
Ling Feng calmly said, "Let’s wait for Brother Xiao and Brother Xuanyuan to return. If they’re heading back to Yueelin City, we’ll go with them."
The situation at Yueelin City probably isn’t optimistic. Xiao Hen and Xuanyuan Yu have greatly increased their strength on the Floating Immortal Island, and returning to Du Yue Heaven Palace would be a major help.
"Hmph, then you wait slowly!"
Holding a Demon Blood Refining Map in its hand, the Despicable Donkey swished its tail and went into the Five Elements Heavenly Palace to sleep.
This fellow, though benefiting from the situation, was conceited. At least he absorbed the spiritual power from the spring and broke through a level in cultivation. The other demon pets didn’t even get a chance!
Netherworld Sub-Dragon Xiaoming, being of the Demon Dragon lineage, couldn’t absorb the pure spiritual energy from the Immortal Domain. As for Little Qiongqi, its strength was too weak. Absorbing such spiritual energy would cause it to explode.
So, ultimately, the only one who benefited from the Spiritual Spring was the Despicable Donkey.
Thinking about it, this guy, having surpassed Sub-Dragon Xiaoming, might return to its arrogant ways.
Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, not bothering to manage it. Though mischievous, the Despicable Donkey knew its limits and wouldn’t go overboard.
Soon after, they indeed saw two figures in the sky approaching together: it was Xuanyuan Yu and Xiao Hen.
Both had smiles on their faces, indicating they had secured some good treasures.
"Brother Xiao, Brother Xuanyuan!"
"Brother Ling!"
Ling Feng flew up to greet them, both nodded towards Ling Feng, and they landed together on a slightly higher rock, exchanging smiles.
"Brother Ling, you’ve finally recovered!"
Xuanyuan Yu looked at Ling Feng, noting that his previously cold and formidable aura was gone. This was the Ling Feng they knew.
"Yes!"
Ling Feng nodded, recollecting the strange feeling of being possessed by ancestral power.
"Why did you suddenly transform into that form, and what was that terrifying power all about?"
Xuanyuan Yu bombarded him with questions, understandably so. With the Immortal-level barrier of Taihua Immortal Palace, Ling Feng shattered it effortlessly with his aura. This power might be enough to sweep across the entire Xuanling Continent, right?
"That’s not my power, and it’s already completely dissipated. Haha... let’s not mention it."
Ling Feng smiled calmly and then asked, "By the way, why did you both come down so late?"
Xuanyuan Yu and Xiao Hen glanced at each other, realizing Ling Feng didn’t want to elaborate, so they didn’t press further. Xiao Hen, being a man of few words, let Xuanyuan Yu explain, "I ran into some people up there trying to intercept me, but luckily Brother Xiao arrived in time!"
Both belonged to the Du Yue Heaven Palace’s nine major families and were from the direct lineage, so they called each other "brother" or "sister."
Ling Feng nodded, such incidents were not uncommon, especially when it came to treasures—few could stay calm.
"Are you both planning to return to Yueelin City next?"
Ling Feng looked at them and said sternly, "You should be aware of the situation in Yueelin City by now, right?"
Xuanyuan Yu took a deep breath and slowly said, "Yes, I’ll head back immediately!"
However, Xiao Hen shook his head, a trace of hesitation in his eyes, but finally spoke, "I... it may take some time before I can return."
"Brother Xiao, why you..." Xuanyuan Yu wanted to ask, but Ling Feng interrupted.
"I believe Brother Xiao has his own plans; in that case, see you at Yueelin City!"
Ling Feng cupped his fists towards Xiao Hen, speaking calmly.
Xiao Hen gave Ling Feng a grateful look, took a deep breath. Being not good with words, he didn’t explain further. He handed Ling Feng a scroll made of unknown beast skin.
"Brother Ling, keep this for now! Return it to me when we meet again next time..."
"What is this..."
Ling Feng was about to ask when Xiao Hen had already drifted away.
Clutching the beast skin scroll in his hand, Ling Feng watched Xiao Hen’s figure gradually vanish from sight and then placed the scroll into his Spirit Storage Ring.

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