Divine Transcendence

Chapter 330: Revenge

"Tsk tsk, it didn't even take sixty breaths, and two Flower-patterned Leopards were already dealt with. I haven't had enough of the show yet." On the high platform at the back of the combat arena, Chen Shang twirled one end of his mustache and said.

Next to Chen Shang sat two others: Zhu Si and Liao Zhong, who had just joined them.

The three of them were responsible for guarding the dormitory tonight, but they lacked the patience for it. They sent a few Qi refining stage disciples to watch the entrance of the dormitory and came to the combat arena to pass the time themselves.

"Feng Ling's strength is indeed impressive. To remain undefeated in this combat arena, he must have some real skills. It's a pity though," Liao Zhong said.

"Haha! To be honest, I also think highly of him. Not to mention, ordinary demonic beasts below the second level are no match for him," Chen Shang laughed heartily.

"Since Senior Brother Chen is so confident, would you dare to make a bet with me?" Zhu Si suddenly said.

"Oh? What kind of bet?" Chen Shang raised an eyebrow, showing some interest.

"Recently, a White Rock Lynx was just brought here. Let's bet on whether Feng Ling can handle it, how about that?" Zhu Si said with a smile.

"The White Rock Lynx..." Chen Shang's face turned serious.

The White Rock Lynx is a high-level first-grade demonic beast, strong and agile, with thick scales covering its body. Ordinary low-level spells can't break its defense, and it can even use a divine ability similar to Earthquake Technique. Even cultivators at the eighth or ninth level of Qi refining would find it troublesome, let alone Feng Ling, who is currently suppressed to the third level of Qi refining.

"What? Didn't Senior Brother Chen just boast about Feng Ling's prowess? Are you backing down at the mention of the White Rock Lynx?" A hint of disdain flashed in Zhu Si's eyes.

"Hmph, it's just a White Rock Lynx. Since Junior Sister Zhu wants to bet, I will naturally accompany you. But I have no interest in small bets. If we bet, let's bet big!" Chen Shang slapped the table and shouted.

"What does Senior Brother Chen want to bet?" Zhu Si showed no sign of retreat, speaking leisurely.

"This is the Golden Feather Blade I just acquired. Though it's only of medium quality, its power is not much less than that of a high-quality weapon." Chen Shang took out a broad-backed blade radiating golden light and threw it on the table with a loud bang.

"Senior Brother Chen is truly bold! Unfortunately, I am just a lone woman in the sect, with no power or influence, and my pockets are quite empty. I can't come up with a treasure of equal value," Zhu Si glanced at the golden blade and smiled.

"Junior Sister Zhu, no need to play poor. I heard you recently acquired a bottle of Meridian Stabilizing Pills. Would you dare to bet with that?" Chen Shang sneered.

"Senior Brother Chen is well-informed. Very well," Zhu Si said, taking out a white jade bottle and placing it on the table. Even without opening the lid, a faint enticing fragrance wafted out.

"Refreshing! Then let's have Daoist Liao be our witness," Chen Shang's eyes swept over the white jade bottle, and he chuckled dryly.

"It would be my honor," Liao Zhong agreed without hesitation.

Seeing the two Foundation Establishment stage cultivators set the bet, the nearby Qi refining stage guard disciples naturally went down to make the arrangements.

The next combat soon began. A half-zhang tall, scale-covered White Rock Lynx appeared in the combat arena, causing quite a stir among the onlookers.

The beast didn't look very large, but its eyes glowed with a green ferocity as it stared at Feng Ling and his companion, exuding a bloodthirsty and murderous aura.

"How can it be a high-level first-grade demonic beast? How are we supposed to handle this?" The fat mine slave was both shocked and angry, showing signs of retreat.

Feng Ling's face also darkened. Seeing the White Rock Lynx charging at them with a tangible evil wind, he had no choice but to meet it head-on.

After a brief exchange, Feng Ling and his companion immediately fell into a bitter struggle.

The White Rock Lynx was not only incredibly strong and well-armored but also extremely fast. Feng Ling tried several times to get behind it and lock its neck, but the beast always evaded him with its keen senses.

"Zhou Zhuang!" Feng Ling, experienced in beast battles, quickly changed tactics and signaled to the fat mine slave.

Zhou Zhuang understood and moved to the left of the White Rock Lynx, while Feng Ling lunged to the right, attempting to flank it.

However, the White Rock Lynx was highly intelligent. It let out a low roar, and its front paws glowed with bright yellow light, stomping the ground forcefully.

The yellow light spread like ripples, shaking the combat stone platform. Feng Ling and Zhou Zhuang lost their balance, disrupting their coordination.

The White Rock Lynx seized the opportunity to counterattack, pouncing on Feng Ling.

Its hind legs also glowed yellow, shooting out two spear-like beams of yellow light that swiftly aimed at Zhou Zhuang's legs.

Zhou Zhuang dodged hurriedly but was still grazed by the yellow light on his calf, causing blood to gush out.

Seeing the blood, the crowd erupted in excited shouts.

Chen Shang's eyes gleamed with excitement as he downed his drink, while Zhu Si smiled silently.

Time passed, and Feng Ling and Zhou Zhuang soon had several more wounds on their bodies.

However, their mutual defense and cooperation were quite harmonious, causing the White Rock Lynx to start getting injured as well. Especially on its head, where Feng Ling had clawed out five bloody marks, nearly gouging out one of its eyes.

But overall, the White Rock Lynx still held the upper hand.

Chen Shang frowned, showing signs of impatience, and was about to send a voice transmission to urge Feng Ling.

He knew Feng Ling had a secret technique to burn his blood essence, which could temporarily boost his combat power several times, enough to defeat the White Rock Lynx. Otherwise, he wouldn't have bet with Zhu Si.

But at that moment, the stone wall above the dormitory lit up with a blue glow, and the entire dormitory began to shake slightly.

"Why was the mine's protective barrier triggered? What's happening?" The three of them were startled and stood up.

Seeing this, a flash of joy crossed Feng Ling's eyes as he leaped off the high platform.

Zhou Zhuang, who was already at his limit, quickly rolled away as well.

The White Rock Lynx, bound by a secret technique to the combat platform, couldn't chase after them and could only let out a few frustrated roars.

Feng Ling landed on the ground but suddenly slipped and fell.

The ground beneath him cracked open, and a purple-black vine shot out, wrapping around his neck ring.

Chen Shang and the others, ignoring the situation on the combat platform, quickly discussed and decided to leave Chen Shang there while Liao Zhong and Zhu Si rushed towards the underground cavern.

The guard disciples around the combat arena also hurriedly followed.

"Everyone, return to your quarters immediately. No one is allowed to leave without notice tonight!" Chen Shang shouted.

The mine slaves, hearing this, quickly left, and the once bustling combat arena became empty in the blink of an eye, with only the White Rock Lynx still standing on the platform.

Chen Shang, feeling uneasy, didn't stay on the high platform. He leaped to the ground and headed towards the dormitory entrance.

It was closer to the underground cavern, so he could be the first to know if anything happened.

But just then, a figure appeared in front of him—it was Feng Ling.

"Didn't you hear what I just said? Get back to your room! I'll deal with your poor performance in the fight later!" Chen Shang was initially stunned but then shouted coldly, continuing to move forward.

Feng Ling suddenly raised his hand and pointed, a powerful wave of energy bursting from him, revealing his mid-Foundation Establishment stage cultivation.

Yellow light flashed on the ground, and seven or eight sharp rock spikes burst out, shooting towards Chen Shang's legs with incredible speed.

Chen Shang was shocked, but as an inner disciple of the Returning to Origin Sect, his cultivation and reflexes were not lacking. His legs glowed with a green light as he leaped to the side, barely dodging the rock spikes.

"You've regained your power? How is that possible? Who unlocked your neck ring?" Chen Shang, landing, looked at Feng Ling's bare neck and his face turned grim.

Feng Ling had no intention of explaining. He formed a seal and pointed again, causing another wave of sharp rock spikes to shoot up from the ground around Chen Shang, aiming for his lower body.

At the same time, Feng Ling charged forward, a blue light flashing at his fingertips, summoning a blue long blade that slashed towards Chen Shang's head.

Seeing Feng Ling's desperate attack, Chen Shang shivered and hurriedly patted his Storage Bag.

A silver bell artifact appeared above his head, casting down countless silver rays that formed a semi-transparent bell-shaped shield around him.

The rock spikes and the blue long blade struck the silver bell shield, producing two loud clangs but failing to break through. The shield remained intact.

Seeing this, Chen Shang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Feng Ling, you dare to collude with outsiders to sabotage the protective array and plot to escape? Prepare to face the sect's punishment!" He shouted at Feng Ling and turned to flee the dormitory.

Although he didn't know how Feng Ling had regained his power and why he was suddenly attacking him, his own safety was paramount. He didn't care much about the mine's security.

"You won't escape today!" Feng Ling shouted, chasing after him with the blue long blade slashing madly at the silver shield.

A hint of mockery flashed across Chen Shang's face as he continued to flee.

But just then, the ground beneath him cracked open, and several thick purple-black vines shot out, quickly wrapping around Chen Shang's legs.

Chen Shang, using a wind-based speed technique, was now entangled and fell to the ground.

He was shocked and reached for his Storage Bag.

A purple-black vine shot out like an arrow, piercing his right hand and pinning it to the ground.

"Ah..."

Chen Shang, born into a prominent family but timid and cautious by nature, had rarely fought others and had never suffered such an injury. The pain nearly brought him to tears.

A chilling force invaded his body, rendering half his arm immobile and disrupting his energy flow.

The silver shield trembled and thinned rapidly.

Chen Shang knew he was at a life-or-death moment. Ignoring the pain, he reached for his Storage Bag with his left hand.

A fragrant scent wafted over. The vines entangling his legs had bloomed with large purple flowers, emitting a strong fragrance.

Chen Shang hurriedly held his breath, but his body had already weakened, and his left hand fell limp.

His energy flow was completely disrupted, and the silver bell shield quickly thinned and then vanished.

A blue shadow flashed—the blue long blade flew over and pierced Chen Shang's abdomen, destroying his dantian.

Chen Shang's energy dissipated, and blood gushed from his mouth.

He stared at Feng Ling, who was walking towards him, with eyes full of despair, unwillingness, and confusion.

"Want to know why I'm killing you? Do you remember the white-clad girl you killed in Wugou City eight years ago?" Feng Ling walked towards Chen Shang step by step, speaking slowly.

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