The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 506: The Divine Ling Sect

"Thank you, sect leaders, for conceding."

Ling Feng stood proudly atop the arena stage, his expression as calm as ever.

It seemed that such a victory held no real joy for him.

"Hmph!"

"Damn it!"

The two sect leaders' faces turned ashen as they clenched their fists in silence.

In that fleeting moment, had Ling Feng been a bit harsher, they wouldn't have emerged unscathed. In fact, if he had wanted to, he could have crushed their lives with ease.

Even if they were foolish, they understood that the young man on the stage possessed strength beyond their comprehension.

The disciples from the three sects exchanged looks, and after a moment of silence, a resounding cheer erupted from the Wenxian Sect.

"Haha, we won!"

"One against two, yet our sect leader completely won!"

"Long live the sect leader!"

"..."

Ling Feng did not rush to step down. Instead, he looked at the two sect leaders and said calmly, "Sect Leader Tian Yun, Sect Leader Cao, it seems that our Wenxian Sect holds the advantage. Do either of you have any objections?"

Sigh... Daoist Tian Yun took a deep breath and sighed. "I must concede."

"Hmph!" Cao Tailai clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. "I dare not object!"

"Whether you are sincerely convinced or superficially yielding, it is clear who is stronger. In the future, there is no need for the triennial martial arts competition between our three sects."

"W-What do you mean!?"

Cao Tailai's eyes twitched as he stared at Ling Feng.

"The triennial martial arts competition should be erased," Ling Feng said, standing with his hands behind his back with disdainful eyes. "These meaningless contests are a waste of time."

"Sect Leader Ling, you..." Daoist Tian Yun clenched his fists. "This competition is a rule set by our ancestors!"

"Times change, rules are dead, but people are alive," Ling Feng replied coldly. "After today, do you still think your two sects are qualified to share the world with my Wenxian Sect?"

Cao Tailai and Daoist Tian Yun's faces turned deathly pale.

Indeed, whether it was the strength of the sect leaders or that one disciple, the Wenxian Sect had thoroughly crushed them.

In the future, even if the triennial martial arts competition continued, they would still be utterly defeated by the Wenxian Sect.

"What do you want?"

Cao Tailai gritted his teeth, fully aware of the law of the jungle.

In the Xianzong Mountains, there had originally been more than three sects, but under the dominance of these three major sects, the others either surrendered or secluded themselves. Such sects rarely lasted long, usually collapsing due to a lack of cultivation resources.

Ultimately, there were only two paths: destruction or submission.

"Do you intend to drive our two sects out of the Xianzong Mountains?" Cao Tailai asked bitterly.

"Sect Leader Ling, the Xianzong Mountains are the foundation of our Qiankun Sect. If you insist, we will fight to the death!"

Daoist Tian Yun also sensed the impending crisis. Was their centuries-old Qiankun Sect about to collapse today?

"You two sect leaders can rest assured, I am not that ruthless," Ling Feng replied with a faint smile. "If I truly intended to destroy your sects, I wouldn't have come to this triennial martial arts competition today. The Liuyun Sword Sect and Qiankun Sect can continue to remain in the Xianzong Mountains and even enjoy the same resources as the Wenxian Sect."

Ling Feng paused and then said word by word, "However, you must unconditionally submit to the Wenxian Sect!"

"What?"

"Submit?"

Cao Tailai and Daoist Tian Yun's eyes both twitched. This young man has great ambition!

"My terms are simple. As long as you submit to the Wenxian Sect, you can maintain your sects' independence. I won’t interfere in your internal affairs; you only need to pay a yearly tribute."

Ling Feng's eyes gleamed with a sharp light as he said coldly, "What I want is the unification of all the sects in the Xianzong Mountains! Apart from the Liuyun Sword Sect and Qiankun Sect, I will also integrate the strength of all the other sects!

"A scattered force has little power, but when all of our strengths are consolidated, we can shed the title of a minor sect and rise to a higher level!"

Ling Feng fixed his gaze on Cao Tailai and Daoist Tian Yun, saying calmly, "You have three choices: submit, leave the Xianzong Mountains, or die!"

As he uttered the final word, Ling Feng unlocked the third Primordial Lock. The terrifying power of his eighty meridians burst forth, creating a vortex of true qi that centered around him. The two sect leaders closest to Ling Feng were blown away, retreating several dozen steps before they could steady themselves.

"W-What kind of power is this?"

"My god!"

Everyone was shocked by Ling Feng’s terrifying aura. Even the disciples of the Wenxian Sect were stunned.

Lin Xian'er bit her lip while cursing inwardly. This bastard! He lied about being weakened by a poisonous fruit. T-This scoundrel must have already refined the Nine-Mystical Creation Fruit!

The aura Ling Feng displayed had surpassed that of Gu Tengfeng, the captain of the East Court's sword team. As for how much stronger he was, Lin Xian'er couldn’t fathom.

After all, she was far from reaching that level.

Even at the Pulse Formation Realm, without reaching fifty meridian gates, one could never understand the strength of that level.

Moreover, Ling Feng had already approached the third heavenly barrier of the Pulse Formation Realm by reaching the eighty meridian gates. With just one more meridian gate, he could become an unparalleled prodigy!

"Well, you only have three choices. It’s not difficult!"

Ling Feng retracted his aura and deactivated the Primordial Locks.

"I... submit!" Cao Tailai clenched his fists tightly. The situation was clear: Ling Feng alone could probably annihilate the entire Liuyun Sword Sect. He had no choice but to submit.

Leaving the Xianzong Mountains and trying to establish a base elsewhere was nearly impossible.

"I too..." Daoist Tian Yun took a deep breath and finally gritted out the words, "Submit!"

They had to submit!

They dared not refuse!

"Good, very good!" Ling Feng laughed heartily. "From now on, there are no longer three dominant sects in the Xianzong Mountains."

After a moment of thought, Ling Feng continued, "The Wenxian Sect, Liuyun Sword Sect, and Qiankun Sect will merge. After the merger, we will no longer be called the Wenxian Sect. We will be the Divine Ling Sect!"

"The Divine Ling Sect?"

"Yes, the Divine Ling Sect."

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes. Naming the sect after himself was a bit of his wicked pleasure. He continued, "The three sects will become separate halls: the Wenxian Hall, the Liuyun Hall, and the Qiankun Hall. Do you have any objections?"

Daoist Tian Yun and Cao Tailai were silent, not daring to voice any objections.

"Alright, for now, this will do. The mountain gates and internal affairs will remain relatively independent, with Wenxian Hall as the main hall. Once all the sects in the Xianzong Mountains form a true alliance, we will integrate all forces and establish a new mountain gate!"

A grand blueprint emerged in Ling Feng's mind. With his wealth and the various high-tier martial arts teachings...

In the near future, a brand new Divine Ling Sect would rise to the pinnacle of the sect world within the empire, perhaps even reaching the heights of the divine guardian sect, the Cangqiong Sect.

Daoist Tian Yun and Cao Tailai exchanged glances before looking at Ling Feng's dominating figure. They felt a strange sense that perhaps the decision they made today would be the best they ever made.