The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 636: The Eleventh Prince!

Chapter 636: The Eleventh Prince!

Upon hearing Xiahou Lie speak so insolently, Deng Xian's expression shifted slightly. With his temper, had this been a few years ago, he would have drawn his blade and challenged the man right there.

"General Xiahou, as they say, a newborn calf is unafraid of tigers. But, aren't you a little too old to be considered a calf?"

At that moment, Wen Tingguang and the others hurriedly descended from the tower and stood beside Deng Xian. The one who had spoken was none other than Ling Feng.

Deng Xian was, after all, an old friend of Yan Cangtian. Not to mention, it was General Deng who stepped in to help Ling Feng when he was suppressed by Yan Jinghong and teetering on the edge of death. Now, with Xiahou Lie showing disrespect to Deng Xian, Ling Feng naturally had to return the favor.

"Hmm?"

Xiahou Lie's eyes widened and locked onto Ling Feng, a hint of anger flashing in his gaze.

The aura of a king-tier expert burst forth from Xiahou Lie, as if he intended to crush the overly talkative Ling Feng into submission.

However, Ling Feng, unflinching, immediately released his sword force. His gaze met Xiahou Lie's head-on, not yielding an inch.

What a joke! Ling Feng had already encountered several demon emperors during his journey to the demon domain. He had even faced Kong from the Ancient Cave of Time. Each of those individuals could effortlessly annihilate Xiahou Lie hundreds of times over.

To think Xiahou Lie could suppress him just with his aura alone was laughable.

Moreover, the aura emanating from Xiahou Lie was one of bloodshed, formed from the countless lives he had taken on the battlefield and the blood he had spilled. But Ling Feng wielded the Slaughterous Sword Will. While he hadn't killed as many people, the killing intent within him was far more concentrated than Xiahou Lie's.

"Impossible!"

A flicker of shock passed through Xiahou Lie's eyes. From this young man, he could feel an even sharper killing intent than his own. It was pure and untainted!

Deng Xian, Wen Tingguang, and even Yue Tengfeng were similarly surprised. Who would have thought that Ling Feng could stand unfazed under the pressure of a king-tier expert's aura?

In this way, he had saved face for Deng Xian.

After all, Ling Feng was just a junior. Xiahou Lie couldn't very well use his true power against him.

Failing to suppress this young boy, Xiahou Lie felt somewhat humiliated. With a grunt, he withdrew his aura and said in a deep voice, "General Deng, please escort us to the guest residence. The Eleventh Prince in the carriage has had a long journey and is likely fatigued."

"The Eleventh Prince!"

Deng Xian's pupils contracted in shock. The Tianyang Empire actually sent the Eleventh Prince over!

"I've already arranged for the guest residence to be prepared. Tomorrow morning, you may all enter the palace to meet His Majesty."

Deng Xian waved his hand, and a ceremonial escort stepped forward to lead the envoys from the Tianyang Empire to the guest residence.

Xiahou Lie mounted his demonic horse, his gaze sweeping fiercely over Ling Feng before leading the envoy delegation forward, following the ceremonial procession.

After all, they were in the capital of the Tianbai Empire, so Xiahou Lie didn't dare act too recklessly.

Liu Hongzhang, that suckup, quickly followed behind, flattering Xiahou Lie by eagerly introducing the customs and culture of the imperial capital.

"Hmph, such a servile attitude. He's a disgrace to our Tianbai Empire!"

Deng Xian snorted coldly, then turned to Wen Tingguang and said, "Elder Wen, as fellow elders, what are your thoughts?"

"Liu Hongzhang isn't as simple as he seems," Wen Tingguang replied with a faint smile. "His ability to adapt is impressive. The Sect Leader likely chose him to entertain these envoys to lull them into a false sense of security."

"The Sect Leader is truly extraordinary!" Deng Xian couldn't help but sigh. As a warrior, he couldn't comprehend such scheming.

Ling Feng, too, touched his nose, silently admiring the Sect Leader's brilliance. Though Ling Feng had some intelligence, compared to someone as experienced as Yue Zhonglian, he still had a long way to go.

"By the way, Ling Feng, what brings you here?"

General Deng narrowed his eyes at Ling Feng and smiled. "I was quite surprised when I saw you!"

"It's a long story, but these envoys from the Tianyang Empire... their journey here will likely be for nothing."

Ling Feng's eyes gleamed coldly, a cruel smile playing on his lips.

"You always manage to surprise me," General Deng chuckled, stroking his long beard. "As long as you don't endanger the empire, feel free to act as you see fit."

"Thank you, General."

Ling Feng raised an eyebrow. He had already planned everything, though only Wen Tingguang and Yue Tengfeng knew the full details. There was no need to involve Deng Xian.

"You know, that little ancestor of mine has been asking about you a lot lately. If you don't visit her soon, I'll be the one tormented to death," General Deng suddenly added, looking a bit helpless.

The only person who could give the general such a headache was none other than Deng Yongshi.

Ling Feng shook his head with a smile as Deng Yongshi's image flashed through his mind—his little student...

"Alright, I'll visit when I have time."

Ling Feng nodded and then turned to Wen Tingguang. "Elder Wen, let's head to the guest residence and see when those people will make their move."

"Alright. General Deng, I'll take my leave for now."

Wen Tingguang bowed to Deng Xian and led his guards toward the guest residence.

"What are those guys planning?" General Deng squinted, watching Ling Feng and the others leave. He shook his head and laughed. "Oh well, with that cunning little rascal around, there won't be any real trouble."

In that sense, Ling Feng truly was cut from the same cloth as Yan Cangtian.

Yan Cangtian's motto was that he would take anything, except for a loss!

...

The Tianyang Empire was a mighty kingdom, so naturally, the guest residence prepared for its envoy delegation was as grand and luxurious as possible. It was practically a palace-sized manor.

As they arrived at the guest residence, Xiahou Lie dismounted and approached the first carriage. He pulled aside the curtain, revealing a young man sitting inside, his eyes closed in meditation.

"Your Highness, we've arrived at the residence," Xiahou Lie said respectfully.

"Mhmm."

The Eleventh Prince merely nodded slightly before rising and stepping out of the carriage.

As he landed, it was as if a fire had ignited. The ground beneath him singed with a faint burnt hue. The surrounding soldiers broke into a sweat but dared not make a sound, fearing they might offend the prince.

Liu Hongzhang's eyes twitched. Since he had come to welcome the envoy delegation, this was the first time he had seen the Eleventh Prince step out of the carriage.

Such concentrated fire energy wrapped around his body... This Eleventh Prince is no ordinary figure!