Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique Chapter 846 - 847 Dual Sword Intent Small Success! (2 more u

"Is this... Slaughter Sword Intent?"

Ling Feng’s eyelid twitched slightly as he looked at the ink-black long sword in his hand, suddenly understanding.

Although he was currently in the state of his Divine Soul, neither cultivation nor Magic Treasures were brought over, the only thing bound together with his Divine Soul was the Slaughter Sword Intent and Reincarnation Sword Intent.

Sword Intent is, in essence, a derivation of the Power of Consciousness!

To prove his conjecture, Ling Feng slightly moved his thoughts and motivated the Reincarnation Sword Intent. In the next mont, the ink-black long sword transford into a sword flashing with Chaotic Mysterious Light—this was the Reincarnation Sword manifested by the Reincarnation Sword Intent.

Thinking of how his Slaughter Sword would have an instant-kill effect on the monsters here, Ling Feng’s courage grew slightly bolder.

"Even if it’s a Dragon Pond and Tiger Cave, with my sword in hand, what do I have to fear? No matter what, I must find a way out of here."

Ling Feng took a deep breath, gripped his sword tightly, and resolutely took a step forward.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

All the way through, red-haired monsters constantly jumped out to ambush, and Ling Feng relied on his keen sense to slash out one sword after another, severing the Vitality of those monsters with a single blow.

These monsters didn’t have clear boundaries of realm, but each one was incredibly strong, their bodies hard as iron stone. However, Ling Feng’s Slaughter Sword Intent transford into a long sword, naturally having a restraining effect on these monsters; no matter how massive the creature, he could cleave it into two with one swipe.

What surprised Ling Feng was that as he slew those monsters, his Sword Intent seed to be honed, becoming more condensed, more pure.

If he could leave this accursed place, he would be delighted to find out that both his Slaughter Sword Intent and Reincarnation Sword Intent had reached the Peak of Small Success, and with another step forward, he would achieve Sword Intent Mastery!

Walking for an hour, those red-haired monsters finally disappeared, and Ling Feng sighed slightly in relief.

Suddenly, Ling Feng paused, a trace of doubt flickering in his eyes. In the air, a wisp of scarlet fog seed to float out, frantically rushing into Ling Feng’s body. In no ti, a bizarre dark red hue appeared on Ling Feng’s face.

These fogs, upon entering the body, madly rushed towards the brain as if trying to control Ling Feng’s thoughts.

"Ridiculous!"

Ling Feng sneered coldly, his Heavenly Sword Formation dispersed, imdiately driving out the invading fog from his body, and the abnormality on Ling Feng vanished instantly.

Since Sword Intent could be used, Sword Force naturally could also be exhibited.

However, Despicable Donkey had ntioned that this place at least held an Ancient Evil Demon in the Ancestor Realm, and these scarlet fogs were probably emitted by that demon.

Thinking of Despicable Donkey’s trembling appearance, Ling Feng was filled with doubts about whether he could leave this accursed place.

He twitched his head to cast aside those distracting thoughts, tightened his fist, and with no retreat, he could only press onwards.

Walking about two thousand zhang further, a gust of Yin Wind suddenly blew within the turbulence, swaying the surrounding withered old trees, causing Ling Feng’s shadow to drag and flicker like a devil, horrifyingly chaotic.

However, without the harassnt of those red-haired monsters, coupled with the protection of the Sword Force barrier, Ling Feng progressed with a few more steps of acceleration.

Before long, the path ahead reached the end, revealing only an expansive blood-colored dark river.

The water’s surface flickered with a dim red light, looking just like the Hell River leading to the Netherworld.

Ling Feng bent over, first wrapping his hand with Sword Force, then reached into the river water. Although the water was icy, it seed to pose no anomaly.

Ling Feng gritted his teeth, determination flashing in his eyes, took a deep breath, and plunged into the dark river.

Under the protection of Sword Force, Ling Feng was not afraid of the cold river water. His body moved like a fish, stepping on both sides of the river, breaking through the currents, diving down.

This dark river wasn’t deep; after diving several hundred ters, a crack appeared in the rock wall before him, where the river flowed through.

Ling Feng suddenly accelerated, rushed through the crack. The fissure was only seven or eight ters long, dim and lightless. Ling Feng quickly erged from the narrow gap, his eyes opening wide.

Continuing beyond several hundred ters, finally, rays of sunlight broke through the water surface, a slight curve appeared on Ling Feng’s lips—it seed he had reached the other side of the blood-colored dark river.

"Crash!"

Ling Feng broke through the water, swiftly swimming to the shore.

Scanning around, it was a valley surrounded by mountains, directly ahead was a pitch-black cave, while around faint dark red light floated in the air, an indescribable eeriness and malevolence about.

He could now conclude that the red fog on the opposite side of the dark river was emitted from this cave.

And those red-haired monsters were likely eroded by the fog, thus becoming those walking dead-like creatures.

Ling Feng frowned slightly. The pitch-black cave ahead flickered with eerie red light, as if a blood bowl mouth awaiting Ling Feng’s arrival.

At this mont, Ling Feng had no choice but to enter the cave!

With one hand wielding the Slaughter Sword and the other the Reincarnation Sword, also expanding the Sword Force entirely, he plunged into the darkness.

Now, without cultivation and without True Qi, his only reliance was upon Sword Intent and Sword Force.

Within the cave, denser red fog pervaded; under the barrier ford by Sword Force, Ling Feng was unaffected.

An hour!

Another hour!

Three hours!

Finally, Ling Feng stopped abruptly, and the scene opened up before him.

At eye level was a giant forest, only all those trees were without exception red.

The sky seed to be shrouded with blood-red clouds, with weak light piercing through—not very bright, yet enough to clearly see this realm.

Looking far into the distance, there was an egg-shaped, oval shield, covering the earth; the shield sparkled with a red glow, occasionally rippling like red arc patterns.

Ling Feng pursed his lips, murmuring to himself: "Seems all the secrets are within that light shield."

He took a deep breath, sprinting towards the front rapidly. Although he had lost cultivation, his ethereal state enabled him to sweep tens of zhang swiftly—not much slower than using a movent technique.

However, just as Ling Feng swept across a hundred zhang, suddenly, an incredibly clear sound reverberated throughout the space!

Roar—

At this mont, the surrounding world seed about to collapse, roaring everywhere, Ling Feng felt his body on the verge of shattering under that roaring sound.

"Gulp..."

Ling Feng gulped with difficulty; could he have arrived near the "prison" of the Ancient Evil Demon?

Instantly, Ling Feng’s heart skipped a beat; it felt like his heart missed a beat.

Crunch! Crunch—

The sound of gnawing on sothing emanated from the Abyss Hell, growing nearer, ever closer!

Ling Feng squinted his eyes, observing the red shield ahead suddenly unleashing thick arcs of electricity, with countless engravings spinning around the shield, that terrifying roar emanating from within.

Ling Feng’s hair stood on end; although he couldn’t see what was inside, a profound fear that made his soul tremble attacked him, unstoppable!