Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

The moment he stepped into the palace, Ling Feng felt an ancient and deep breath blowing towards him, as if he had traveled through the tunnel of time and space and returned to the ancient times.

  Rumble!

There was a muffled sound from the palace door behind him, and it closed again.

Ling Feng just looked back and started walking again, heading towards the depths of the hall.

The hall was dark, with only a few faint rays of light shining down from above, illuminating a stone staircase leading straight ahead. Every step was accompanied by a slight echo, like the murmur of ancient times, whispering in one's ear.

As he went deeper, the air around him began to become heavy, so oppressive that it was almost hard to breathe.

Every step I took seemed to exhaust all my strength. It was just a flat open space, but it felt as difficult as a sea of ​​fire and swords.

It took Ling Feng a full hour to walk a distance of less than a hundred meters.

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

Big beads of sweat flowed down Ling Feng's cheeks, arms, and even thighs and fell to the ground.

Every step he took was completely soaked with sweat.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Ling Feng's body began to be unable to bear it. A cloud of blood mist burst out from his body surface. Ling Feng half-knelt down weakly, his whole body shaking violently.

"hateful!"

Ling Feng growled and clenched his fists tightly. It had come to this point, but it was still so difficult.

With a grit of his teeth, the Yin-Yang fish in Ling Feng's eyes floated up, and he directly opened the Eye of the Son of Heaven.

As the third vertical pupil fully opened, he stood up again, and despite the suffocating feeling of oppression, he took another extremely heavy step forward.

  boom!

boom!

With almost every step he took, his body would explode into a cloud of blood mist, and the marks left by the sweat under his feet also turned into bloodstains!

The further forward they went, the more terrifying the pressure became. A golden light flashed in Ling Feng's eyes, and he finally activated the Golden Eye of the Emperor!

Ten steps later, the Bloody Eye of the Angry Emperor condensed!

Ten more steps and the true body of chaos will be revealed!

After ten steps, the Immortal Demon Tribulation of Hunyuan was pushed to the extreme!

Ten steps, perfect killing technique!

Ten steps, the origin of creation, twelve volumes of the way to immortality!

  Ten steps, the Ancestral Dragon’s will burst forth in full force!

Ten steps, the power of hot sea and cold marrow burst out at the same time!

……

He walked forward more than ninety steps with great difficulty, having almost used up all his skills and all his trump cards.

  Boom!

Finally, before reaching the end of the hall, he fell heavily to his knees.

Almost all the bones in his body had been completely crushed, and every drop of blood had been completely drained.

His willpower seemed to have reached its limit, and there was no longer any strength that could help him stand up again.

"After all... it's all down to one last effort..."

  Ling Feng's heart was filled with an extremely strong sense of unwillingness. There were only the last three stone steps left in front of him!

He was only three steps away from reaching the end of the stone steps, and would be able to reach the other side of the ancient times to find out what was going on.

"no no!"

Ling Feng roared to the sky, "I will never give up! I will never give up!"

He gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up again. However, before he could straighten his back, the horrible weight pressed him to the ground again. With a "bang", his knees hit the ground heavily, sinking deeply into the ground.

Blood flowed from his knees. He gritted his teeth and stood up again, but was pinned down again.

After several repetitions, Ling Feng could no longer maintain his kneeling posture, and fell to the ground like a shrimp with its shell peeled off.

Even so, he still banged his head against the ground, trying to use the recoil force to stand up again.

  boom!

boom!

boom!

Repeated collisions left deep cracks on the thick stone steps. Blood seeped into the cracks, staining the entire stone steps a gorgeous blood-red!

ten times!

  Twenty times!

Thirty times!

……

His body finally bounced up, but he raised his head and fell heavily again.

Whether in terms of body or will, Ling Feng has exceeded his own limits, the limit of limits!

"boom!"

  He lay down heavily, his consciousness gradually becoming blurred. Is everything over like this?

clang!clang!clang!

At this moment, the sound of a bell rang out, and Ling Feng was surrounded by a layer of faint golden light, as if it had condensed into an ancient golden bell.

  It was the Donghuang Bell that automatically protected its master!

Then, Ling Feng began to chant some mysterious scriptures indistinctly.

It was the "Song of Eternal Freedom" taught by the Great Freedom Wuji True Immortal.

"My heart is like a white cloud, always at ease; my mind is like flowing water, going east and west!"

He chanted the "Song of Always Being at Ease" almost unconsciously, and the true meaning of being at ease suddenly swept across him.

In an instant, the suffocating pressure was swept away.

It turns out that every step Ling Feng took was a step through the vicissitudes of life over the ages.

The weight of time weighed on his shoulders, and even Taixu Zhoulong in his prime would probably not be able to bear it.

But as the saying goes, "Misfortunes often come with blessings, and blessings often come with misfortunes." At the last moment when Ling Feng was about to be crushed by the heavy force of time, his state of mind finally realized the true meaning of freedom and infinity.

Reached the same level as the Great Freedom and Infinite Immortal.

The next moment, Ling Feng slowly opened his eyes, and felt refreshed both physically and mentally. The gloom that had been weighing on his heart was completely swept away.

The blood that had sunk into the stone steps strangely flowed back into his body, not only making his blood full of energy again, but he even vaguely sensed that there seemed to be something extra in his blood.

Mysterious and elusive.

The next moment, Ling Feng gathered his mind again and looked at the last few stone steps.

He took a step forward resolutely, the true meaning of the infinite flowing freely, and the weight of time could not weigh on him.

Finally, he reached the last stone step.

At the end of the stone steps, a spacious circular hall suddenly appeared.

In the center of the hall, there is a huge stone platform suspended. There is nothing on the platform, but it emits heart-pounding fluctuations.

Ling Feng looked around and found that the walls were engraved with dense ancient runes. They seemed to have life, flowing slowly under the dim light, as if telling stories of forgotten history.

“Is this the end of the road to apocalypse?”

Ling Feng stared at the stone platform, and as he was thinking, a black crystal stone slowly floated out from his chest.

It was the Life Origin Stone that was selected during the Black Stone Trial. The next moment, the Life Origin Stone flew to the floating stone platform, and then, dazzling nine-color lights surged from the surrounding stone walls at the same time, all of which sank into the Life Origin Stone.

As the nine-colored divine light rotated, a figure with a chaotic light flashing all over his body slowly appeared on the stone platform.

I saw the figure sitting cross-legged. Although his appearance could not be seen clearly, it was certain that between his eyebrows, there was a ruby-like blood-red vertical pupil.

  Exactly the same as the Tianmu Saint outside the main hall!

Ling Feng's eyes fixed, and he quickly bowed towards the figure.

"Disciple Ling Feng, I pay my respects to the Saint of Heavenly Eyes!"

The Dharma image of the Heavenly Eye Saint did not speak, but just lowered his eyes and looked at Ling Feng, with a trace of compassion flashing in his eyes.

It seems to be saying, it must have been very hard to get to this point.

The next moment, the saint's image suddenly dispersed and turned into spots of chaotic light, all rushing towards Ling Feng.

  hum!

Ling Feng only felt a violent tremor in his mind, and then he saw an ancient god. When his life came to an end, he divided his remaining thoughts into nine parts, each controlling one of the Nine Springs and scattering them into the heavens and myriad realms.

The Saint of Tianmu is one of these nine wisps of spiritual consciousness.

This is probably the totem believed by all the races in the heavens. Although they are different, they all originate from the Xuanyuan clan.

It turns out that before the birth of the Ten Ancestral Dragons, there was a transitional era of chaos.

After a long era of chaos, with the birth of the Ancestral Dragon, the power of these saints gradually disappeared and eventually turned into the so-called "Spirit Guards".

These spirit guards are no longer complete, and in a sense, have even become vassals of Jiuquan.

But the power they possess cannot be controlled by common sense.

For example, Chunzi Linghu can actually reverse cause and effect by plundering existence.

In a sense, this is much more against the will of heaven than Taixu Zhoulong's laws of time and space.

And the Saint of Tianmu must be the spiritual guardian who controls the poisonous miasma spring.

The next moment, Ling Feng indeed saw a strange whirlpool in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"This... is this the poisonous miasma spring?"

Ling Feng was slightly stunned. Has he become a spirit of poisonous miasma?

No, I should be like Rufeng, truly mastering the Divine Spring and becoming the owner of the Divine Spring.

Before this, he had also obtained the spiritual power of hot sea and cold marrow.

But in essence, it is just simulating the power of the two laws of ice and fire into the state of hot sea and cold marrow through the body of chaos.

With the power of chaos, he continuously replenishes the "marks" of the two sacred springs in his body, thereby achieving control over the power of the hot sea and the power of the cold marrow.

This is actually different from Rufeng's situation.

Rufeng's control over Chunzi's divine power seems to be innate and has nothing to do with the bloodline of the Tiandao clan.

And now, he can finally experience the same feeling as Rufeng.

  He is the Poisonous Miasma Spring, the Poisonous Miasma Spring is him!

In my mind, a vicissitudes of life and ethereal voice suddenly echoed, "The poisonous miasma will all belong to you, the divine way is vast, you should encourage yourself..."

"Poison miasma status?"

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched, but the voice in his mind had completely disappeared.

The vortex deep in the sea of ​​spirit was like an indelible brand, which gradually became completely bound to the origin of his soul.

  Ling Feng felt inexplicably familiar with this feeling. Could this so-called personhood be something similar to godhood?

The first time he had this feeling was when the Great Freedom Immortal Wuji taught him the "Three Volumes of the Shinto". Through the song of Chang Zizai, he realized the power of the Shinto and thus formed his first understanding of "divine nature".

The second time was when the seal of the Donghuang Bell was further lifted. He felt the connection between the power of faith and himself, which seemed to be something similar to divinity.

This time, without the help of any external objects, the "Poisonous Miasma Spring" was bound to the origin of his soul, making him seem to directly possess the "godhood".

In short, it is very mysterious. Ling Feng cannot tell what special changes have taken place for the time being, but it seems that the essence of his life has changed, and he has become a being similar to the "Xuanyuan" in mythology.

The next moment, Ling Feng's eyes focused. If he possessed the "Poison Miasma Status", then Rufeng would have possessed the "Spring Nourishment Status" long ago.

His own daughter has taken this step even more than he has!

Taking a deep breath, Ling Feng looked up at the natal source stone that was still floating above the stone platform.

Under his gaze, the stone slowly floated in front of Ling Feng.

Then, with a "whoosh", it went straight into his forehead.

A scorching hot feeling came over him, and the third vertical pupil opened automatically and uncontrollably.

Then, he felt that his Eye of Shura seemed to be melted. Under the guidance of the black stone, the Eye of Heavenly Punishment automatically condensed. After integrating the huge spiritual power contained in the black stone, it completely replaced the Eye of Shura.

  Do not!

Strictly speaking, it should be a fusion of the Shura's Eye, becoming his third vertical pupil.

And this is far from over. The poisonous vortex in the sea of ​​spirit began to emit incomparable divine power, which also merged into Ling Feng's three eyes.

This feeling was very similar to the previous two evolutionary processes of the Son of Heaven's Eye, except that this time, it not only incorporated the power of heavenly punishment, but also the poisonous miasma.

This is beyond the predecessors of all the Tiandao clan, and has created a new level that the Tiandao clan has never reached before.

For a moment, Ling Feng felt that his three eyes were burning so hot that his entire head seemed to explode.

"Roar!--"

With a high-pitched roar, Ling Feng could not control himself and once again activated his Chaos True Body, the poisonous miasma power, the power of heavenly punishment, and the blood of heaven...

The abnormally surging spiritual power rushed wildly through his limbs and bones. After a while, there was another deafening roar, and Ling Feng's entire body exploded directly.

  Hurala!

Blood rained down, Ling Feng's body collapsed in an instant, and the origin of his soul seemed to be burned to ashes by a soul-burning fire.

In the end, everything seemed to cease to exist, leaving only a vortex of nothingness.

It is the poisonous miasma!

The vortex formed by the poisonous miasma rekindled the dazzling golden light, and then, the soul was reshaped, and the body was reorganized. In the blink of an eye, there was another intact Ling Feng, suspended in the air, and then, it slowly landed on the floating stone platform where the Tianmu Saint had been sitting before.

The next moment, he suddenly opened his three eyes, and the Eye of the Son of Heaven finally completed the third transformation and evolved to an unprecedented new realm.

Divine Punishment - The Eye of the Son of Heaven! (End of this Chapter)