Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Inside the inner world of the Donghuang Bell.

Ling Feng sat cross-legged with two beating purple crystal cores suspended in his palms, which were the core of the Nightmare Clan.

The so-called nightmare clan are the strange beasts created by the nightmare monarchs of the past with the power of nightmare, and they inherently contain incomparable dream-eroding energy.

With the "death" of the Nightmare Lord, these creatures lost control and turned into wild beasts. Later, they merged with the blood of some powerful Annihilation Beasts. However, because of the dream erosion power contained in their bodies, the crystal cores of these Annihilation Beasts are extremely precious to the believers of the Nightmare Lord.

However, this kind of annihilation beast with the power of the nightmare clan's bloodline is extremely rare. The Beiming Military Academy was able to take out three at once, and even promised five more after the task was accomplished.

I'm afraid that the Beiming Military Academy has mastered some means to artificially cultivate nightmare clans.

This is probably not a difficult task for those scientific lunatics in the Beiming Military Academy.

"Time is running out."

Ling Feng's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Zi Ling who had already formed a cocoon.

Whether it is absorbing the core of the Nightmare Clan or Zi Ling absorbing the power of the Sky Mandate Spirit Crystal, it will probably take some time.

And the Falling Prison will open in just two days.

It seems that I can only use some means to buy some extra time.

That is the third ability awakened by the Donghuang Bell!
The first transmission needs no further explanation.

The second method of breaking the ban had been used once before to retrieve the false oracle stone carving.

As for the third one, it is to control the time difference!
In the small world inside the Donghuang Bell, Ling Feng can control the passage of time and slow it down to the extreme.

With Ling Feng’s current ability, the most he can do is make one day in the outside world equivalent to one month in the Donghuang Bell!

Of course, this also consumes a lot of the original power of the soul.

In addition, a large amount of immortal crystals will be required.

It’s a pity that when Ling Feng was teleported from the fairyland world to the miracle world, he handed it over to the cheap donkey for safekeeping.

In addition, after he woke up, all that was left on his body were the Ten Directions Annihilation Sword and the Donghuang Bell, and almost nothing else.

I used to have plenty of fairy crystals, but now I can't even get one.

Fortunately, Ling Feng tried to use the Fanges crystal from this world, and it seemed to have the same effect as the fairy crystal.

Moreover, it seems that the spiritual power contained in the Fangus crystal is even more abundant.

"To maintain the time difference in the world inside the Donghuang Bell for a whole day, about 500 Fangus crystals will be needed."

You know, even for an S-level adventurer, the most you can do in a month is to redeem 100 Fangs crystals.

Fortunately, he had looted a large amount of it from the Wilson family’s underground treasure house before, otherwise Ling Feng would not be able to afford just these Fangus crystals.

Thinking of this, Ling Feng felt a pang of pain. Although there was a lot of inventory in the Wilson family treasury, with the appetite of Donghuang Zhong, the big eater, it could be said that one less item would be needed if it was used up.

I'll have to find a way to get more back later.

"One month should be enough!"

He took a deep breath, and the two Nightmare Clan crystal cores in his palms slowly floated in front of Ling Feng.

The next moment, Ling Feng's consciousness power surged into the crystal core like a tide. In an instant, a surge of dream-erosion power burst out, transforming into countless purple silk threads, entwining around Ling Feng's body.

These threads were like living things, slowly seeping into his skin and finally converging at the center of his eyebrows.

"Om-"

The sea of ​​​​spirituality trembled, and a dark purple rune gradually emerged between Ling Feng's eyebrows. It was the mark of the nightmare priesthood.

The originally broken mark was now repairing itself at a speed visible to the naked eye. The cracks were being filled with purple energy and gradually closed...

time flies!
one day……

Two days...

Three days...

In a blink of an eye, a full month has passed in the Donghuang Bell!

"Click——"

As the second Nightmare Clan crystal core completely shattered, countless purple light particles poured into Ling Feng's brows.

"Zizzi-"

At this moment, the sea of ​​​​spirituality suddenly erupted with a series of piercing screams.

Ling Feng's soul was struck by lightning, and then countless nightmare fragments poured into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Again!
Ling Feng frowned. That nightmare evil god was really tenacious!

No matter how much death comes, there is always a hidden danger!
Today is the perfect time to eradicate him once and for all!

The next moment, the time of the entire spiritual sea suddenly changed dramatically. All that came into view was a blood moon in the sky, followed by a collapsed city, screaming and melting people, and rotten gods crawling out from the ground...

Could this be the so-called Scarlet Coming mentioned by the three great religious envoys?
"Humph!"

Ling Feng groaned, and the Eye of the Emperor suddenly opened, with the Yin-Yang fish spinning rapidly in his pupil.

In an instant, those nightmarish images shattered like glass and transformed into pure nightmare power, which continuously poured into the broken mark of the priesthood in the body.

The next moment, the scene before his eyes suddenly changed again.

The world of spiritual space turned into a group of burning palaces, with blood-red thorns entwined on the broken obsidian pillars and distorted whispers floating in the air.

"You finally came……"

On one of the burning thrones, a translucent shadow slowly stood up.

His face was shrouded in black mist, with only his right eye burning with purple flames. Feeling the remaining divine aura within this phantom, Ling Feng's eyelids jumped suddenly.

The Nightmare Evil God again?

He quickly mobilized the power of his spiritual consciousness to form a series of mental barriers. Facing the Nightmare Evil God, he must not let him take advantage of him.

"Still not giving up?"

Ling Feng stared at the shadow in front of him with great vigilance. The divine light of the Donghuang Bell directly enveloped his head, ready to take action at any time.

"I am the first Nightmare Monarch!"

The phantom laughed hoarsely, "I have waited for a million years. During this period, many monarchs have come and gone, but no one can truly match my nightmare priesthood perfectly!"

He raised his hand and clenched it. Suddenly, twelve stone pillars engraved with runes rose from the ruins. "Come, rebuild the Nightmare Temple for me. You will become the real..."

"Noisy!"

Ling Feng let out a sharp roar, “I don’t care whether you are from the first generation or several generations. At this moment, the nightmare priesthood is under my control. Do you think a mere remnant of regret can control me?”

In his own sea of ​​​​spirituality, he is absolutely at home, not to mention that the nightmare priesthood has now been integrated into himself.

Do I need to listen to your nonsense?
Those guys in the Judgment Council are not good people, but these evil gods wandering around the streets are even worse.

You're still rebuilding the Nightmare Temple? I'll rebuild your grandma's urn!
"How dare you——"

The voice stopped abruptly, and Ling Feng said nothing and directly used the Donghuang Bell to suppress the remnant thought.

boom!
The throne was shattered, and the remaining spirit of the first monarch was shrouded by the Donghuang Bell, unable to move at all.

"This...what is this!?"

The resentful thought suddenly showed an extremely horrified expression, "It can actually burn me! Ah! No!——"

It really works!

This is the world inside the Donghuang Bell, and it is also his own spiritual sea. Even if he is the first generation Nightmare Monarch, with only this wisp of regret left, can he still turn the world upside down?
Ling Feng had a sinister smile on his face, "It's just right, I'll refine it for you too, at least it can restore 10% more of the Nightmare Priesthood!" "No! No!——"

The remnant of the first nightmare monarch panicked, "I am the first monarch, you can't kill me! You want to go to the Fallen Prison, right? I can tell you the situation in the Nine Gods' Courts and the treasure hiding place..."

"Nine Great Divine Courts?"

"It is the palace of the nine monarchs. The real treasures are all in the nine divine palaces. I can help you get the treasures!"

"That's interesting."

Ling Feng snapped his fingers, and the divine light from the Donghuang Bell faded a little. "Go ahead."

"I...I said——"

As the light of the Donghuang Bell faded away, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the Nightmare Lord, and then he actually shot towards Ling Feng.

"Sure enough, he's not honest!"

Ling Feng snorted coldly. It seemed that all the monarchs of this lineage of the Nightmare Evil God, no matter which generation they were, were of the same character. They were all perverts!
In contrast, the Dread Lord encountered in the B-72 ruins was completely different.

No wonder he is one of the top three monarchs, the situation is completely different.

However, Ling Feng naturally would not completely trust the Lord of Fear.

He gave himself the Zerg Queen, told him how to subdue the Queen, and even granted him some powers of the priesthood of fear.

I'm afraid he's also planning something in secret.

Maybe it has something to do with the opening of the Fallen Prison!
Whoosh!
It's too late to say, then soon!
The first generation of Nightmare Monarch had already appeared in front of Ling Feng, "I am going to swallow you up!"

"Is this the true face?"

Ling Feng smiled coldly, "After all, he just wants to take over my body and regain control of the Nightmare priesthood."

Roar!
In an instant, a wild beast-like roar emanated from the mouth of the first generation Nightmare Monarch. Nightmare tentacles appeared in the surrounding void and quickly wrapped around Ling Feng's body. A dark storm enveloped Ling Feng, trying to tear him apart completely.

"Then you have to open your mouth wide, don't hold it!"

Ling Feng's mind moved, and the seven sealed priesthoods of sin appeared at the same time.

The next moment, the arrogant evil god Lucifer!
Beelzebub, the evil god of gluttony!
The angry evil god Samael!

……

Shadows of evil gods appeared around Ling Feng, emitting ferocious and terrifying roars.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you dream of devouring me!"

"Eat you! Eat you!"

"That damn seal is really infuriating, really infuriating!"

……

In an instant, the seven evil gods, whose priesthood was broken and who were sealed and suppressed by the power of the star marrow, finally got a chance to breathe, but found that the Nightmare Lord was devouring them.

How outrageous!

The next moment, the shadows of the seven evil gods simultaneously entangled the Nightmare Lord, biting, slapping, and beating him...

In the blink of an eye, the first generation Nightmare Monarch was dying, and his remnant was almost completely shattered.

The next moment, Ling Feng re-reinforced the seal and took the evil gods back into the seal. Then he floated in front of the first generation Nightmare Monarch and said, "Now, can we have a good conversation?"

"Ok, Ok……"

After a while...

The first monarch looked at Ling Feng pitifully, "Youngster——"

"Ok?"

"Grandpa Monarch! I have said everything I need to say. I am just a wisp of regret and I have limited information. I am telling the truth, all the truth!"

"Humph!"

Ling Feng then snorted, "The information you provided does have some value."

"Since I have finally helped you, please leave me alone and let me live out the rest of my life in this realm of priesthood. I will never come out again."

"That won't work."

Ling Feng shook his head. "How can I feel at ease if you hide in the priesthood? Who knows, you might take advantage of my illness one day to kill me! So, I'm sorry!"

As Ling Feng spoke, he snapped his fingers, and the Donghuang Bell burst into golden light, directly burning the remaining thoughts of the first monarch.

"You are a donkey that has done its job, I curse you——"

Amid the roar of unwillingness and resentment, the last vestiges of the first Nightmare Monarch completely vanished.

Ling Feng shrugged, "It's finally solved. The Nightmare lineage has so many ways to save their lives!"

Even if he met this first-generation again in the future, or the one who was hesitating on the street before, Ling Feng would not find it strange.

The next moment, Ling Feng slowly opened his eyes, and the ground around him was already covered with withered and dilapidated nightmare poisonous flowers.

If I had really been swallowed by the first generation Nightmare Lord just now, I'm afraid it wouldn't be me who woke up.

So suspenseful!

"Crack!"

At this moment, a sound as if some shackles were breaking was heard.

After absorbing two Nightmare Clan Cores and refining a wisp of the first monarch's remaining thoughts, the shattered Nightmare priesthood has now recovered nearly 40%!
Feeling the power surging in his body, Ling Feng's fingertips lightly passed through the void. All kinds of nightmare creatures seemed to be in that nightmare world, waiting for his call.

As expected, he had already been able to initially control the power of the Nightmare Evil God.

"good."

Ling Feng dispersed the nightmare power from his fingertips. Although he was still far from completely restoring the nightmare priesthood, he was already able to exert some of the power.

With the help of Qianji Shura and the Great Killing Technique after transformation, even if facing a strong enemy like Charon, he has the strength to fight, and even kill him!

"Heaven-Slashing Sword Technique..."

The next moment, a flash of fire appeared, and Ten Directions Annihilation appeared in the palm of his hand.

"cut!"

He waved his hand casually, and the sword light was as fast as lightning, instantly tearing a piece of void in the Donghuang Bell.

"With the restoration of the Nightmare priesthood, the Heaven-Slashing Sword Art finally has some power."

Ling Feng nodded with satisfaction. This technique required the cooperation of the power of the priesthood. Having a priesthood and not having a priesthood were two completely different levels.

And with this sword, even if facing a powerful god, he should be able to put up a fight.

"Next, we just have to wait for Zi Ling to complete her transformation."

Ling Feng put away his sword and turned his gaze to the giant dark purple cocoon not far away.

A month has passed inside the Donghuang Bell, and just one day and one night has passed outside.

It was almost time for them to set off.

Inside the cocoon, Zi Ling's aura was constantly rising, and faintly, one could even hear the unique hissing sound of the Zerg. Tiny cracks began to appear on the giant cocoon.

"It looks like it will be soon."

Ling Feng's eyes focused, his own strength had risen a lot, plus if Zi Ling successfully transformed, he would not be afraid of the battle for the glory of the divine light, even if there were many dangers! (End of this chapter)