The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 579: Xiaofan's Transformation!

As one of the most dangerous places in the empire, the Fearsome Forest could definitely be described as fraught with peril.

However, the more dangerous a place was, the more it tended to hide immense opportunities. This attracted countless cultivators who all flocked to it in pursuit of fortune.

Most cultivators only lingered on the outskirts of the forest, hunting lower-tier demonic beasts.

But the true geniuses and experts ventured deeper into the forest to seek greater opportunities.

As for the deepest part of the Fearsome Forest, it was said to be a death trap for all martial practitioners. Entering it meant certain death, and over the years, it had become classified as a Forbidden Zone for humanity.

Boom!

With a loud crash, a massive creature fell heavily to the ground, its blood splattering everywhere like a torrential downpour.

"Huff... huff..."

Seven young martial artists around the beast almost collapsed on the ground as they gasped for breath.

After fighting for an entire day and night, they had finally managed to kill this fifth-tier intermediate demonic beast!

The team had pushed their limits to the extreme.

Only one young man, bare-chested and holding a black heavy sword, was barely managing to stay on his feet. But from his pale complexion, it was clear that he was utterly exhausted.

"Xiaofan, you should rest too."

A woman in purple clothing approached to give him some medicinal pills and said softly, "Leave the rest to me."

As the support member of the team, Xue Xiaolin had not directly participated in the battle. Instead, she focused on providing healing and boosts to keep the team performing at their best.

"I'm alright. Go check on the captain. He took a direct hit from that demonic beast earlier, which gave me the chance to launch a side attack."

Jiang Xiaofan wiped the blood from his face. His muscles were sharp and defined like they had been carved by a blade.

After over a month of constant battle, Jiang Xiaofan had undoubtedly been the fastest-growing member of the team.

Ever since acquiring the Xuanwu blood, Jiang Xiaofan's cultivation had skyrocketed as if he had been given a cheat code. He had now unlocked sixty-three meridian gates, reaching the so-called second heavenly barrier.

His strength had already surpassed that of their captain, Gu Tengfeng. Although Gu Tengfeng had also reached fifty-nine meridian gates, he lacked the boost provided by the Xuanwu blood that Jiang Xiaofan had.

The blood of a sacred beast was, of course, extraordinary.

In some ways, Jiang Xiaofan's potential and talent were not any less than that of the legendary Yan Jinghong of the empire.

"Haha, I'm not that weak."

Gu Tengfeng struggled to sit up. This tall captain felt both gratified and excited as he witnessed Jiang Xiaofan's growth.

Perhaps, with their current strength, they really could challenge the invincible Royal Sword Team.

After all, aside from Jiang Xiaofan, there were also Ling Feng and Li Bufan!

In the final six months of his time here, what once seemed like an unattainable dream was now within reach. How could he not be excited?

"Xiaofan, you did great! You've completely transformed into a powerful swordsman, not just a brute with strength."

Gu Tengfeng laughed heartily and said, "I'm sure that by now, Ling Feng and Bufan have also made some breakthroughs."

"Haha, as much as I hate to admit it, those two are way ahead of me."

Lin Mochen took out some dice from his pocket, tossed them into the air and caught them again. As he continued to throw and catch the dice, he said, "It's like some people are just born with natural talent, starting at the highest point. You can't really compare to that!"

"Hehe, I admire Brother Feng's strength, but Xiaofan's growth has been obvious to all of us. Who knows, by the time our break ends, Xiaofan's strength might surpass Brother Feng's!"

Yu Sixian squinted his eyes with a mischievous smile, though his gaze slyly drifted down to Xue Xiaolin's chest.

"You pervert!"

Noticing Yu Sixian's lecherous gaze, Xue Xiaolin's face turned red. She kicked him hard, sending him flying.

"Ow! Big sister, I'm still injured! Can't you be a little gentler?" Yu Sixian cried out in pain.

"Hmph, if you still have the energy for dirty thoughts, then your injury isn't that serious!"

Xue Xiaolin snorted, though she had held back with her kick. Otherwise, she would have taken half the life out of that pervert.

"Hahaha..."

Everyone burst into laughter, enjoying this rare moment of peace.

Meanwhile, Jiang Xiaofan clenched his fists, silently vowing to himself: Big Brother, I will never let you down! Whether it's the Royal Sword Team or Yan Jinghong, I, Jiang Xiaofan, will always be ahead of them!

This was a man's lifelong promise.

...

Crack!

Boom!

Lightning flashed, thunder raged, and the sky seemed to tear apart as deafening explosions echoed. The violent thunder energy in the air threatened to shatter the heavens.

Beneath the thunder swamp, a young man in green robes sat cross-legged. Arcs of lightning danced around his body like electric serpents, crawling all over him.

His body trembled slightly. Even though he was born with a physique suited for wind and thunder, the relentless onslaught of this wild thunderstorm had pushed him to his limits.

"Pfft!"

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Li Bufan channeled the energy of the storm with the cultivation technique Wind and Thunder Transformation. He drew the thunder energy into his dantian, forcibly pushing for a breakthrough.

"Ling Feng, don't think you'll surpass me so easily!

"I, Li Bufan, am your lifelong rival, and also, your lifelong friend!

"Ahh!"

Li Bufan let out a low growl that mingled with the crashing thunder. Under the thunder swamp, he continued to endure and push through his limits.

The reason he had declined Gu Tengfeng's invitation to train in the Fearsome Forest was not because of pride or arrogance. It was because he wanted to use this opportunity to train his Wind and Thunder Transformation technique to the advanced level.

Only by doing so would he be able to stand on equal footing with the geniuses of the Central Court during the Five Courts' Sword Team Grand Competition.

And only by achieving this could he help Ling Feng fight at full strength against that so-called empire’s legend! n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Come on! Divine Thunder of the Nine Heavens, keep striking!"

His body was riddled with old wounds, and now, new injuries were piling on. Yet, under this almost self-destructive form of cultivation, his power surged at an unbelievable rate.

...

"Achoo! Achoo!"

On top of the demonic cloud, Ling Feng sneezed several times in a row, muttering to himself, "Who keeps thinking about me?"

"Hey, kid! You're a martial artist, aren't you? How could you possibly catch a cold?" The despicable donkey, never one to miss a chance, immediately took a jab at Ling Feng.

"I'm fine," Ling Feng said with a chuckle while shaking his head. He turned towards Tuoba Cheng and motioned with his mouth, "So, Tuoba Cheng, tell me, what kind of place is this Wangduan Mountain exactly?"

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