The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 603: Why Is The Dog In Such A Hurry?

"All... all attributes!?"

Tuoba Cheng and Tuoba Longchuan were momentarily dumbfounded, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

In the history of the Tiance Clan, no one had ever possessed more than three attribute sources at once. Yet here was Ling Feng with all twelve attribute crystals lit up! Not only that, but the intensity of the light indicated that each attribute source was top-grade!

Usually, even within the same attribute, there were differences in strength. But Ling Feng's attribute sources were undoubtedly flawless in every aspect!

The brilliance of the lights quickly attracted the attention of the nearby members of the Tiance Clan who looked up at the sky. Some even believed it to be a divine miracle.

"Oh my god, is that the child of prophecy that Tuoba Cheng brought back? Isn't he an outsider? How could he resonate with the spirit-awakening device?"

"You don't know, do you? He's the one who brought back our clan's sacred relic, the Tiance Mirror. Not only is he the child of prophecy, but he's also the new Sacred Master of our clan!"

"Wow, so he's the Sacred Master! It’s no wonder he's so powerful!"

Tuoba Cheng swallowed hard and hurriedly asked Ling Feng to retract his hand, his mouth twitching. "Master, you should rein in your divine skills. This is too terrifying!"

"..."

Ling Feng touched the bridge of his nose. "With this, what kind of techniques should I learn?"

"Any technique!"

Tuoba Cheng blinked in awe. To him, Ling Feng was already approaching the level of a deity.

"Master, you should go directly to the third floor. With your full attribute talent, you can practice any technique there without any limitations."

"Is that so?" Ling Feng rubbed his nose. "Alright, I won't hold back then."

As they said, having more skills never burdened a person. Since he had obtained such a magical treasure like the Tiance Mirror, it would be a waste not to learn the Tianheng Techniques.

And wasting things was shameful!

...

Time flew by.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and soon it was the day of the ancestral ceremony. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Early in the morning, everyone in the Tiance Clan seemed unusually excited.

Unlike previous years, this year's ancestral ceremony also marked the reopening of the imperial tomb. According to the prophecy, when the imperial tomb reopened, the Great Emperor would return.

This also meant that the Tiance Clan would no longer need to hide in Wangduan Mountain and could once again reclaim their former glory.

As members of the Tiance Clan, how could they not be excited?

During these two days, Ling Feng had studied a large number of Tianheng Techniques. With his Eye of the Emperor's extraordinary ability, he mastered various attribute techniques with ease. However, the power he could unleash was quite limited.

It wasn't that the Tianheng Techniques were weak, but rather that the Tiance power within Ling Feng was too meager. The Tianheng Techniques he could currently use were more or less disruptive and could be effective against opponents at the Transformation Realm level, but would be of limited use against those at the Spiritual Element Realm.

After all, the power of the Tianheng Techniques had little to do with the true qi in one's body. For Ling Feng to fully execute these techniques using only the trace amounts of Tiance power that leaked from the Tiance Mirror was already an impressive feat.

Of course, this was only Ling Feng being self-critical. Tuoba Cheng, on the other hand, was green with envy. To have the power of a Transformation Realm expert after only two days of practicing the Tianheng Techniques was something incredibly rare!

However, what puzzled Ling Feng was that even though he had trained in the Tianheng Techniques, apart from some attack techniques, he couldn't use any of the techniques related to interpreting heavenly secrets or predicting the future. He couldn't sense the so-called heavenly secrets at all, let alone attempt any form of prediction.

This was something not only Ling Feng couldn't understand, but even the grand elder was baffled by. In the end, the grand elder could only speculate that since Ling Feng wasn't originally from the Tiance Clan, he didn't possess the talent for peering into heavenly secrets.

Ling Feng, however, wasn't disappointed by this; in fact, he felt a slight sense of relief. After all, peering into heavenly secrets came at the cost of one's lifespan. Even though he had Zifeng to share vitality with him, once his lifespan was exhausted, no amount of vitality would be able to save him.

The day of the ancestral ceremony had arrived, and the grand elder invited Ling Feng to the main hall early in the morning. After giving some brief instructions, the group set off for the imperial tomb located at the back mountain.

As they arrived before the imperial tomb, they saw that Elder Hei Yu and Tuoba Yan had already reached the site, accompanied by over a hundred elite members of the clan. Among them, to their surprise, was Lay Practitioner Li Qingling, mingling with the crowd.

"Tuoba Ce, it seems that age has finally caught up with you, rendering you useless!"

Elder Hei Yu let out a cold snort as he saw the grand elder arrive with the other clan members. It was evident that he was quite reluctant to cooperate with the grand elder.

In truth, Elder Hei Yu had arrived at the imperial tomb early with Tuoba Yan, allowing her to attempt to open the tomb on her own. Unfortunately, despite Tuoba Yan's best efforts, she had been unable to move the tomb chamber even slightly.

"If it's irrelevant, there's no need to say it."

The grand elder calmly instructed the clan members to form ranks. The more impatient Elder Hei Yu became, the more unhurried the grand elder seemed, which only further aggravated Hei Yu.

"Hmph, old fool!"

Elder Hei Yu clenched his fists tightly, a flash of killing intent passing through his eyes, though he quickly restrained himself.

Although he didn't know how Ling Feng had treated the grand elder, judging by the battle two days ago, the grand elder remained as formidable as ever. His strength still firmly suppressed Elder Hei Yu.

Finally, Ling Feng stepped out from the crowd. Elder Hei Yu snorted, gritting his teeth as he said, "Boy, hurry and open the imperial tomb with Yan'er!"

"Oh?" Ling Feng sneered coldly. "Elder Hei Yu, if I remember correctly, I'm the Tiance Sacred Master, am I not? As a member of the Ten Great Clan Elders, you're a servant of the Sacred Master. Since when did a servant issue orders to his master?"

"You!" Elder Hei Yu's eyes blazed with killing intent. This brat really thinks of himself as the Sacred Master!

Ling Feng, completely unfazed, reprimanded him harshly. "The master gives orders to the dog, not the other way around. The master hasn't spoken yet, so why is the dog in such a hurry?"

Elder Hei Yu grounded his teeth in rage. The sound of his clenched jaw echoed, but he ultimately dared not challenge the authority of the Sacred Master. With a wave of his sleeve, he remained silent.

"Elder Hei Yu, don't misunderstand me," Ling Feng quickly added with a grin. "I wouldn't call you a dog because that would be too insulting to dogs!"

Upon hearing this, Elder Hei Yu trembled with fury. Even the Tiance Clan elders, including the grand elder, couldn't help but gasp in astonishment.

This brat really has the nerves to speak this way!

Elder Hei Yu took several deep breaths to suppress the urge to kill Ling Feng on the spot. Gritting his teeth, he uttered each of the following words with difficulty, "I admit my mistake. I request the Sacred Master to open the imperial tomb!"

"Mm-hmm, that's the proper attitude for a subordinate."

Ling Feng shrugged and turned his gaze to Tuoba Yan, smiling faintly. "Miss Tuoba, don't you agree?"

Tuoba Yan paid no attention to Ling Feng. From beginning to end, her expression remained as cold as ice. Her lips parted only slightly as she said indifferently, "Let's open the imperial tomb."

"This woman! Heh!"

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes, a glint of coldness flashing within them.

Although Tuoba Yan's voice carried no emotion, Ling Feng could still sense a trace of killing intent within her words.

No matter what, Ling Feng, who was versed in the Slaughterous Sword Will, could never miss such a feeling. If he couldn't even detect killing intent, he would be unworthy of survival.

If you want to kill me, then be prepared to be killed yourself!

Ling Feng snorted coldly in his heart. Since they were enemies, there was no need to show mercy.