The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 558: Twelve Crystal Coffins!

Before long, the other three selected demon clan geniuses strode boldly into the demon ruler's tomb.

Just as Ling Feng was about to move, he saw the Qiongqi Demon Emperor approaching. The demon emperor gently patted his shoulder and smiled, saying, "Long Fei, it seems I misjudged you the other day. I never expected you to possess the legendary Chaotic Bloodline."

"It was merely a fortunate coincidence," Ling Feng replied with a modest smile and a shake of his head.

"These past few days have coincided with the hatching of my Lin'er. It seems that fate has tied you to my Lin'er. If time permits, you should come to my demon emperor's palace to witness his birth."

The Qiongqi Demon Emperor’s face was lit with a benevolent smile as he spoke.

"If time allows, I will." Ling Feng nodded slightly, recalling the king beast egg that seemed to share a special connection with him.

"Mhmm, go ahead!" The Qiongqi Demon Emperor nodded at Ling Feng, treating him with the kind concern one might show to a younger relative.

Ling Feng raised an eyebrow and smiled as his gaze fell upon Niu Bi, who stood behind the Qiongqi Demon Emperor. He could clearly sense the overwhelming murderous intent emanating from this old man.

However, Niu Bi remained silent while standing off to the side, suppressing his anger with great effort.

"Chief Niu Bi, to see the man who killed your son standing right in front of you, yet still remaining so composed... Are you plotting something?" Ling Feng brushed his nose and smiled faintly. "With your intelligence, you shouldn't bother imitating human schemes."

Niu Bi's pupils contracted slightly, a flash of panic crossing his eyes before he quickly averted his gaze. He then continued to stand guard with a stern expression.

Ling Feng caught the panic in Niu Bi's eyes, and a smirk appeared on his lips. It seemed Hai Lingxiang was right; Niu Bi indeed harbored thoughts of rebellion.

The Qiongqi Demon Emperor had treated him well, so Ling Feng decided to give him a small warning.

With that in mind, Ling Feng chuckled and added, "Chief Niu Bi, let me give you a piece of advice. Throughout history, traitors never meet a good end. What do you think, Chief Niu Bi?"

"Hmph, I don’t understand what you're talking about!" Niu Bi clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles cracked. "Now get out of my sight!"

"Heh, you’ll understand soon enough!"

Ling Feng cast a meaningful glance at Niu Bi, and then turned to look at the Qiongqi Demon Emperor. Judging by his thoughtful expression, it shouldn't be difficult for him to grasp Ling Feng’s hidden message.

"Your majesty, I must take my leave now."

With a carefree smile, Ling Feng turned and strode toward the light gate leading into the demon ruler's tomb. Whatever the Qiongqi Demon Emperor decided to do with Niu Bi was his business.

Hai Lingxiang quickly followed, bowing to the two demon emperors before hurrying after Ling Feng.

As they stepped through the gate of light, the scene before them abruptly changed. The surroundings turned pitch black, with only faint flickers of firelight stretching out in the gentle breeze.

It appeared to be an underground tomb.

Ling Feng looked around and took in the surroundings. The tomb was vast, with countless massive burial chambers branching out in all directions.

In such a large tomb, finding the Reincarnation Sword Emperor's teachings would not be an easy task.

Ling Feng rubbed his nose and said to Hai Lingxiang, who was following closely behind, "Princess Lingxiang, our goals differ. To avoid wasting time, we should split up."

"Mhmm." Hai Lingxiang bit her lip, giving Ling Feng a shy glance. "Long Fei, I wish you success!"

"Hehe." Ling Feng chuckled lightly before adding, "I wish you the same."

With that, the two parted ways, each heading off in opposite directions to seek their own fortunes within the sprawling tomb.

The tomb was enormous, with each burial chamber towering hundreds of feet high. After all, the true forms of the demon rulers were colossal, often dozens or even hundreds of feet tall. Naturally, their corpses were also enormous.

Ling Feng had no interest whatsoever in the so-called demon ruler’s bloodline teachings. The only question that haunted him was where the Reincarnation Sword Emperor might have left his inheritance.

Moreover, the thought of how a human sword emperor had managed to infiltrate the demon ruler's tomb was utterly baffling.

At a loss for what to do, Ling Feng decided to unleash the embryonic form of his Reincarnated Sword Will. Perhaps his sword embryo could sense the inheritance left behind by the Reincarnation Sword Emperor.

After wandering aimlessly through the demon ruler's tomb for half a day, Ling Feng suddenly halted in front of a narrow passageway. The sword embryo that had been lying dormant in his sea of mind suddenly trembled.

"Could it be here?"

Ling Feng looked up at a stone wall and muttered softly, "Heavenly Dao Reincarnation."

"Reincarnation!"

His eyes twitched as he saw a line of large characters engraved on the stone wall. The words, written in a style resembling dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, exuded an overwhelming sword qi. Just a single glance was enough to feel the terrifying sword will emanating from them.

Gulp. Ling Feng swallowed hard. Did I really stumble upon it?

At that moment, the characters on the stone wall began to blur, transforming into what appeared to be a swirling nebula. A terrifying force suddenly emerged and attempted to pull him in.

Ling Feng’s heart skipped a beat as he realized the danger. His body tensed, and he planted his feet firmly into the ground.

However, his meager strength was no match for the formidable suction force. In an instant, half of his body was already drawn into the nebula.

...

The pulling force was so intense that Ling Feng felt as if his body was about to be torn apart.

But the sensation only lasted for a moment. Soon after, he felt a sharp pain in his back as his entire body crashed heavily onto a hard surface. Despite his tough physique, he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

Struggling to his feet, Ling Feng glanced around and found himself inside a vast and empty cave.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, his eyes twitched again as he noticed a crystal coffin not far to his right. The coffin was encased in ice and emitted a faint chill.

Through the transparent lid of the crystal coffin, he could see a middle-aged man with a handsome appearance lying peacefully inside. The man was dressed in a simple white silk robe. Although Ling Feng couldn’t feel any aura emanating from the robe, he could easily guess that it was no ordinary garment.

"Could this be a demon ruler?"

Ling Feng blinked, and then quickly dismissed the thought. Demon clan experts typically reverted to their true forms after death, so the middle-aged man in this crystal coffin was most likely a human expert.

The fact that a powerful human was buried in the demon ruler's tomb was truly ironic.

Ling Feng then noticed that there were twelve crystal coffins in this vast cave, each exuding an incredibly terrifying aura. However, none of the bodies within possessed the same Reincarnated Sword Will as his own.

"What is this place? How could there be so many powerful human experts here?"

Ling Feng’s heart pounded with fear. Even after so many years of death, these corpses still radiated such formidable auras. Were they human emperors or great emperors?

Ling Feng swallowed hard, knowing better than to disturb the crystal coffins. If these experts had left any traps on their coffins, not even a hundred lives would be enough for him to survive.

Shaking his head with a bitter smile, Ling Feng realized that the treasures on these corpses were beyond his reach, and he dared not even consider taking them.

With a raised eyebrow, Ling Feng sighed and muttered, "Reincarnation Sword Emperor, oh Reincarnation Sword Emperor, where on earth did you leave your Reincarnated Sword Will?"