The Art of Chaotic Divinity - Chapter 384: Fate Playing Tricks!

Chapter 384: Fate Playing Tricks!

“Hmph, you think you can run away!?”

The Demon-Masked Lord tossed Ye Fan’s bloody arm aside with a sneer, his eyes then fixating menacingly on Ling Feng.

“Ling Feng, you deserve to die! You all deserve to die!” The Demon-Masked Lord’s eyes brimmed with intense resentment, his voice hoarse like an evil spirit from hell.

“Demon-Masked Man, do I know you?”

Ling Feng intended to use the Demon-Masked Lord to teach those scumbags from Zhenlong Academy a lesson, but things had spiraled out of control. The explosive power of this Demon-Masked Lord was beyond Ling Feng’s expectations.

However, Ling Feng felt no remorse for the deaths of Jin Xiuming, Qi Hao, and the others. They were malicious from the start, all enemies. Towards enemies, any trace of mercy was unnecessary.

“Hehehehe…” The Demon-Masked Lord burst into laughter, looking up at the sky. “So, now that you’re the new sect leader, you’ve completely forgotten about me, the old sect leader?”

“What?” Ling Feng’s eyes twitched uncontrollably. He stared at the Demon-Masked Lord in disbelief. “Are you… Lin Canglang?”

Lin… Cang… Lang…

Ling Feng’s voice echoed through the forest and lingered for a long time.

Meanwhile, behind an old tree, Lin Xian’er suddenly felt thunderstruck and was frozen in place.

“Dad?” Lin Xian’er couldn’t believe it. Her father, who had always been loving towards her, had turned into a murderous demon?

Moreover, what’s this about new and old sect leaders? How can there be such deep-seated hatred between her father and Ling Feng?

“Xian’er, Xian’er!”

Beside her, Yun Yiyi noticed Lin Xian’er’s unusual expression and gently nudged her, asking with concern, “Xian’er, what’s wrong?”

Lin Xian’er bit her lip, her expression extremely bleak as she forced out, “I-It’s nothing…”

But inside, Lin Xian’er’s heart was already in turmoil. Can that masked man really be my father?

No, that can’t be true. It is absolutely impossible!

“Hehehe…”

The Demon-Masked Lord’s eyes filled with resentment locked onto Ling Feng. “You didn’t expect this, did you!? Even if the heavens don’t favor me, I’ve gained a supreme demonic art. Today, I’ll make sure you have no place to bury your bones!

“You have a demon lord spirit pet, don’t you? Summon it! Today, I’ll challenge even the gods!”

With fierce desire in his eyes, the Demon-Masked Lord removed his mask, his voice dripping with malice. “Ling Feng, you will die today!”

“It’s really you!”

Ling Feng’s pupils contracted slightly as he stared at the Demon-Masked Lord. His voice chilled. “Sect Leader Lin, I must say, your luck is quite something!”

“If you and that old man Duanmu Qingshan didn’t die, how could I possibly die?”

Raising his palm, the Demon-Masked Lord chuckled strangely. “I never expected the heavens to favor me. I planned to complete my demonic art and then take the lives of both you and your master. But now, it seems you’ll be the first to embrace death!”

His sinister laughter echoed through the mountains and forests, terrifying all creatures within a hundred miles and causing them to tremble in their nests without daring to move.

Behind the towering old trees, Lin Xian’er fell into complete despair.

The ruthless demon and mastermind behind the massacre in Jiang Xiaofan’s village was indeed her father.

“No, this can’t be true!”

Tears welled up in Lin Xian’er’s eyes. She felt dizzy and could barely stand.

“Xian’er, what’s wrong with you? What’s not possible? What are you talking about?”

Yun Yiyi supported Lin Xian’er and looked puzzled. Just moments ago, this girl had been lively and cheerful. But upon seeing the Demon-Masked Lord, she had become strange.

Is Lin Xian’er’s change related to that masked man?

“No… I don’t believe it. I can’t believe it!”

Lin Xian’er clenched her fists tightly, tears streaming down her cheeks. In her mind, her father was a dignified sect leader. Even though the Wenxian Sect was not a major sect, it was not associated with demonic practices!

Why? Why did Father become like this?

Lin Xian’er gritted her teeth, broke free from Yun Yiyi’s embrace, and step by step, as if in a trance, walked towards Lin Canglang.

“Xian’er, Xian’er!”

Yun Yiyi stamped her feet in frustration. No matter how she called out, Lin Xian’er seemed like she had lost her soul and completely ignored her calls.

“Enough of the nonsense. I’ve already revealed my true identity to you. Your death now won’t be in vain.”

Lin Canglang smirked, donning the demon mask once again. His sinister demonic visage made his aura even more eerie and terrifying.

Ling Feng stared at Lin Canglang, who resembled a grim reaper from the depths of hell, as his expression turned solemn.

After unleashing his forbidden techniques, Lin Canglang’s strength had reached the level of the Spiritual Element Realm. His elusive speed was even more terrifying than the fifth-tier Sky-Swallowing Dragon Python Ling Feng had encountered before!

With his own strength alone, Ling Feng feared he had no chance against this opponent.

Just as Ling Feng contemplated summoning his black donkey to deal with Lin Canglang, he noticed Lin Xian’er on the edge of the battlefield appearing lost and approaching step by step, as if in a trance.

“Miss Xian’er, quickly retreat! Don’t act recklessly!”

Ling Feng’s face changed drastically. Given Lin Xian’er’s current strength, if she attracted Lin Canglang’s attention, it would undoubtedly lead to her demise.

Gu Tengfeng, who was leaning tiredly against a large tree, also shouted hoarsely, “Junior Sister Lin, retreat quickly!”

Even he didn’t have the confidence to survive under the claws of this Demon-Masked Lord in his current state. Yet, Lin Xian’er dared to approach. Was she seeking death?

However, to everyone’s surprise, Lin Canglang, the Demon-Masked Lord, hesitated for a moment as he watched Lin Xian’er approach. He even started shivering a bit.

“Xian’er…” Lin Canglang’s face behind the mask twisted momentarily, and then he shouted abruptly, “Stop! Don’t come any closer!”

Raising her lost and dispirited gaze, Lin Xian’er looked at the demon mask on Lin Canglang’s face and tears poured down her face like rain. “Daddy, why did you become like this?”

Daddy?

This revelation caused a stir!

Everyone was dumbfounded once again.

Lin Xian’er is the daughter of the Demon-Masked Lord?

Ling Feng couldn’t believe his ears as he looked at Lin Xian’er. His mind echoed: How is this possible? How is this possible?

Apart from sharing the surname Lin, what similarity could there possibly be between Lin Xian’er and Lin Canglang?

Lin Canglang is a complete villain. How can the daughter of such a shameless villain be someone as straightforward, sincere, and without any pretense as Lin Xian’er?

This can’t be true!

But the reality was right in front of him, and Ling Feng couldn’t deny it.

Yun Yiyi and Gu Tengfeng also took a deep breath, their faces filled with astonishment.

Lin Xian’er’s father turned out to be the demon they were tasked with slaying!

His daughter was given the mission to kill her own father.

Truly, fate played tricks…