Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Chapter 148: Chapter 148: Capturing the Rebel!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

In the blink of an eye, Lin Canglang clashed with Duanmu Qingshan more than ten times.

”Damn it! Damn it!”

Lin Canglang’s eyes nearly split with rage as he stared fiercely at Duanmu Qingshan, ”Old thing, you actually still have such strength!”

”You haven’t been Sect Leader for these dozen years in vain, at least you are much stronger than your master!”

Duanmu Qingshan gripped his sword tightly. His earlier powerful breakthrough of the Five Thunders Locking Sky Formation had drained quite a bit of his primordial Qi, and Lin Canglang’s strength was much greater than he had anticipated.

After a dozen moves, Duanmu Qingshan’s physical and elemental power finally began to falter.

”Old—Bastard—Duanmu!” Lin Canglang’s voice almost seeped through clenched teeth as he gathered all his True Qi and fiercely swung his sword, ”Phoenix Fall!”

”Moving Flower and Burying Jade!”

At that moment, Duanmu Qingshan also executed the ”Moving Flower and Burying Jade Sword” killing move. The swords clashed, erupting a piercingly sharp noise that almost split one’s eardrums.

Ding!

A low-grade treasure is, after all, a low-grade treasure. The sword in Lin Canglang’s hands, whether in flexibility or strength, was exponentially inferior to the mid-grade profound weapon in Duanmu Qingshan’s hands.

”Crack!”

The sword shattered into three pieces in Duanmu Qingshan’s hands, while Lin Canglang, in the last collision, staggered back seven steps before stabilizing his stance.

Duanmu Qingshan stood firm on the spot, his palms, from the recent exchange, had cracked open, with blood dripping continuously, staining the earth beneath red.

However, it was clear that in the recent clash, Duanmu Qingshan had decidedly gained the upper hand, only losing out due to the quality of the weapons.

”Master, take my sword!” Ling Feng immediately pulled out his own Red Fire Golden Wind Sword, a low-grade treasure from the Heavenly Vault Sect’s treasure vault, undoubtedly a gem among low-grade treasures.

Duanmu Qingshan grasped the Red Fire Golden Wind Sword, flashing a slight surprise in his eyes.

A low-grade treasure?

Such treasures, aside from the Sect Leader’s sword in Lin Canglang’s hand, could hardly be found in the entirety of the Asking Immortal Sect, yet Ling Feng owned one?

Without hesitation, Duanmu Qingshan gripped the Red Fire Golden Wind Sword, his aura surged dramatically, and he bellowed, ”Lin Canglang, come again!”

”Damn it! Damn it!”

Lin Canglang, pushed back seven steps by Duanmu Qingshan, had a face uglier than the bottom of a pot, glaring furiously at Ling Feng and his master, shaking angrily all over.

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Meanwhile, nearly all the elders and disciples of the Asking Immortal Sect were startled by the sound of thunder from Little Bamboo Peak.

”Look, isn’t that the Sect Leader and Elder Lee? Why are they all heading to Little Bamboo Peak?”

”This is all high-level sect affairs, how could we possibly be qualified to know?”

”True, but isn’t Junior Master Ling also at Little Bamboo Peak?”

”Damn, we have to check it out!”

Disciples one after another converged towards the direction of Little Bamboo Peak.

Elixir Medicine Pavilion.

Elder Yao stood by the window, his gaze fixed on the thunderbolt coming from the direction of Little Bamboo Peak, his brow deeply furrowed.

”Junior Duanmu, have you finally broken out of the formation?”

Elder Yao clenched his fist, and after a long moment, finally made a decision and leaped out of the window.

Some words that had been buried in his heart for over a decade now needed to be spoken!

...

”Lin Canglang, come out and fight again!”

Duanmu Qingshan gripped the Red Fire Golden Wind Sword in his hand, stepped forward, and an unparalleled, domineering aura swept out, causing everyone present to tremble in spirit.

Lin Canglang’s face was as somber as water, his eyes flickering uncertainly. He grasped a lower grade treasure in his right hand and bellowed in anger, ”What’s the panic! It’s just Duanmu Qingshan. Even with him alone, does he really think he can turn the entire Asking Immortal Sect upside down? I am the Sect Leader of the Asking Immortal Sect!”

A grim smile appeared on Lin Canglang’s face, ”Old Bastard Duanmu, I admit, I did underestimate you indeed. However, look around you, in all directions, the nine peaks and seventy-two caves, they are all followers of me! Just the two of you, how many can you kill?”

Just as Lin Canglang stated, disciples and elders of the Asking Immortal Sect had gathered from all directions. The usually deserted Little Bamboo Peak was today packed with people, impervious to penetration.

Everyone watched the stand-off in shock.

Senior Ling Feng and his disciples were actually fighting with the Sect Leader and others!

”What in the world is going on here? Why would the Sect Leader go against Junior Master Ling?”

”Could there be some misunderstanding here? How could Ling Feng possibly betray the sect?”

In the eyes of most disciples, Ling Feng was held in higher regard than the Sect Leader. After all, the Iron Blood Alliance had been oppressing the Inner Sect for so long, and it was Ling Feng who had stepped forward to eradicate that cancer.

And this high and mighty Sect Leader, besides holding a high position, had never taken any action.

Therefore, although Ling Feng and his disciples opposing the Sect Leader should be a grave crime of betrayal, those disciples unconsciously sided with Ling Feng.

”Humph! See that? Old Bastard Duanmu, Ling Feng, did you really think just the two of you could contend with the entire Asking Immortal Sect? That’s far too naive!”

Lin Canglang’s lips curled up in a smirk; he was the Sect Leader of the Asking Immortal Sect. With just his order, hundreds of disciples would surround and trap them!

Yang Wei and Lee Liang felt somewhat relieved.

Though they had not wished for things to develop this way, everything was still under control. Just Ling Feng and Duanmu Qingshan alone couldn’t shake their position.

As more and more disciples of the Asking Immortal Sect gathered, Duanmu Qingshan clenched the sword in his hand, and his brow furrowed deeply.

”Lin Canglang, you are despicable!”

Duanmu Qingshan clenched his fist. Ordinary disciples of the Asking Immortal Sect, he wouldn’t normally consider a threat and could kill with a wave of his hand, but his skills had been taught by the ancestors of the Asking Immortal Sect. If he were to slaughter the disciples now, how could he face his mentor?

”Hmph!” Lin Canglang flung his sleeves and shouted loudly, ”All disciples, all elders heed my command, Duanmu Qingshan and Ling Feng, his disciples, are rebels of our Asking Immortal Sect. I order now, all sect disciples, rise and attack them, kill without mercy!”

His voice, amplified by Primordial Qi, rang through the heavens, falling clear and distinct on every disciple’s ears.

”What? Ling Feng is a rebel?”

”No way? That’s impossible!”

At Lin Canglang’s command, the disciples did not react, hesitating uncertainly.

The elders too furrowed their brows, reflecting that although Ling Feng was indeed unruly, he hadn’t seemed to commit any act of betrayal, having just eliminated the menace of the Iron Blood Alliance for the Asking Immortal Sect a few days ago.

Of course, there were those who wanted to please the Sect Leader and had leaped out, but seeing that most hadn’t made a move, they immediately retreated back into the crowd, not daring to show themselves.

Attack the one who sticks his head out!

They had all witnessed how powerful Ling Feng was. Moreover, there was Duanmu Qingshan, who had been renowned for more than a decade.

Seeing no one else making a move, these fence sitters naturally cowered back.

”What... what is going on?” Lin Canglang began to panic inside.

He was the Sect Leader of the Asking Immortal Sect, yet the disciples of the Asking Immortal Sect were not obeying the Sect Leader’s commands!

Yang Wei, Lee Liang, and others also became anxious. Where was the authority of the Sect Leader they were promised? Where had it gone?