Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

The following "days" were like a dream yet extremely real.

He has a complete family, with children around him and his lover by his side.

Ling Feng was immersed in the illusion, day after day, year after year.

He enjoyed a peaceful life he had never had before. Mu Qianxue was gentle and virtuous, Rufeng was smart and lovely, masters such as Duanmu Qingshan, Yan Cangtian, and Mu Shenjun often visited him, and close friends such as Jiang Xiaofan, Li Bufan, and Yan Jinghong also often gathered together.

He is no longer the Ling Feng who carries a deep blood feud and struggles on the brink of life and death, but just an ordinary father, husband, and brother.

Days like this were so beautiful that he almost forgot about reality.

However, Ling Feng always felt as if something was missing, but what exactly was missing became increasingly unclear to him.

Some important things seemed to be cut off from my memory.

Just one day——

The bloody setting sun shone through the window onto the martial arts training ground. Ling Feng held Xiao Rufeng in his arms and spun around. His daughter's bell-like laughter made him forget all his doubts temporarily.

Mu Qianxue came over with a cup of freshly brewed spiritual tea, the fragrance of the tea mixed with her faint scent of orchid.

"Husband, try this. This is the snow-capped cloud mist that Master Duanmu brought last year..."

Ling Feng took the teacup, shook his head and said with a smile: "Master Duanmu has stopped being a wine lover recently and started to taste spiritual tea? Haha..."

Before he finished speaking, boom!

The sky suddenly tore apart, and countless twisted shadows descended from the dark cracks.

Four figures carrying the aura of disaster shattered the clouds, filling the air with an atmosphere of uneasiness and restlessness.

Then, four knights flew out from the crack in the sky.

Ling Feng raised his head suddenly and his pupils shrank suddenly.

That was... a natural disaster!
The Four Horsemen of Scourge!
Some confusing memories flooded into my mind like a surging tide.

He stared at the figure surrounded by the Four Horsemen of Scourge.

His white robe fluttered, and he held a scepter that shone with holy light, emitting an unrivaled divine power!
It was none other than the president of Purdue College, Agares!

"I found you! The ant who stole God's authority!"

The majestic and cold voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth, and soon afterwards, a huge golden figure appeared from behind Agares, with a ten-thousand-foot-tall body covering the heavens and earth!
The next moment, the six wings behind the giant statue of the god spread out, and the holy light was like a prison, suppressing all things!

"No...impossible!"

Ling Feng's expression suddenly changed and he stared at the figure.

I have clearly never ascended to the Immortal Realm, let alone set foot in the City of Natural Disasters, so why...

Why does Agares still appear!
"Daddy! Daddy!"

Xiao Rufeng threw herself into his arms in fear, and Mu Qianxue also grabbed his arm with a pale face: "Husband, what happened?"

Ling Feng opened his mouth but couldn't answer.

The confused memories seemed to explode in his mind, giving him a splitting headache.

laugh! ——

The next moment, a golden holy light descended from the sky and directly pierced through Mu Qianxue's chest!

"No! Qianxue!——"

Ling Feng's eyes were bloodshot and he reached out to grab her, but her body dissipated like dust.

"Do not!!!"

He roared, but then another ray of holy light fell, and Rufeng's tiny body was evaporated in an instant!

“Like the wind!!!”

Ling Feng went completely crazy. He wanted to rush forward, but his body seemed to be restrained by an invisible force and he couldn't move.

He could only watch—

Duanmu Qingshan was crushed by the iron hooves of the golden plague knight!
Yan Cangtian was beheaded by the War Knight!

Jiang Xiaofan, Li Bufan, Yan Jinghong...

All the people he cherished died one after another!

"No...no...no!!!"

Ling Feng fell to his knees, his eyes red and his whole body trembling.

This is a dream...

This must be a dream!
But the pain is so real!

"This is the fate of you ants."

Agares' voice was cold and ruthless, and golden holy light enveloped him. Ling Feng's body also began to disintegrate, and his flesh and blood were annihilated inch by inch!
“Ah!! No!!!——”

Ling Feng let out a heart-wrenching roar, and screamed on his knees, with blood oozing from all his seven orifices.

At this moment, he could no longer distinguish between illusion and reality. The heart-wrenching pain was so real that it was suffocating.

……

Inside the main hall of the Nightmare Temple.

Above the statue of the Nightmare Evil God, there was a flash of chaotic light, and the next moment, a blurry shadow gradually took shape.

Under the statue, all the believers who had entered the Nightmare Temple before, as well as Huang Shaotian, were staggering in the temple, seemingly trapped in a deep nightmare.

Only Ling Feng's body was sitting cross-legged in the center of the hall, emitting an extremely strong aura of dream erosion.

The expression on his face seemed to become extremely distorted because of the pain in the dream.

The next moment, the blurry shadow floated and landed in front of Ling Feng.

"A beautiful dream is also the deepest nightmare, young man, you can't turn over this time!"

That shadow was actually the first generation Nightmare Monarch!

It turns out that the first Nightmare Monarch had already left a remnant of his thoughts in his own Nightmare Temple, waiting for the later monarch to bring back the Nightmare priesthood, and then use this dreamlike illusion of life and death to erase his soul, seize his body, and regain the throne of Nightmare Monarch.

"In the midst of brokenness and disillusionment, sink into pain..."

The voice of the first generation Nightmare Lord drilled into the eardrum like a poisonous snake, constantly weaving more painful dreams, forcing Ling Feng to sink deeper and deeper.

However, at this moment, Ling Feng in front of him suddenly opened his eyes!
"You were the one who dragged me into this illusion?"

Ling Feng's voice was hoarse, murderous intent was surging in his eyes, and the shadow of the God-killing Spear was already tightly grasped in his palm.

"you!"

The first generation Nightmare Monarch was somewhat incredulous, but soon regained his composure. He raised his palm, as if continuing to weave a nightmare, "Do you think you have woken up? Is everything in front of you another dream?"

His voice was extremely bewitching. "Accept your fate. I am the master of this dream. If you don't want to experience the heart-wrenching pain over and over again, just give up resistance. I can make you sink into this beautiful dream forever! You will be ten thousand times happier than you are now!"

"fart!!!"

Ling Feng shouted angrily, and the shadow of the God-killing Spear condensed instantly, pointing directly at the throat of the first-generation monarch, "You used my memory to weave an illusion! Even if, even in a dream, you shouldn't, kill them!!!"

"Give me, die!"

Ling Feng's eyes burst with murderous intent, and in an instant, the tip of the God-killing Spear emitted a bloody glow.

"Foolish! Do you still dare to challenge the Lord of Nightmares in this Nightmare Temple?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the shadow of the first Nightmare Lord suddenly expanded and turned into a black fog, which instantly enveloped the entire temple!
"You will regret offending the gods!"

In the black fog, countless distorted faces emerged, uttered sharp screams, and bit Ling Feng madly!

"You are just a remnant soul. If you really have the ability to kill me, why would you go to such great lengths to drag me into a dream?"

Ling Feng snorted coldly, and the power of dream erosion in his body burst out. Black and purple mist poured out of his body and collided wildly with the black mist of the phantom!

"You... dare to use the power of nightmare to resist me?!"

The shadow's voice was filled with shock, but it soon turned into a sinister smile: "Good, very good! The higher the degree of your fusion with the Nightmare Priesthood, the more perfect this body will be! You are mine!"

"boom!--"

The entire temple shook violently, and countless nightmare runes emerged from the black fog, wrapping around Ling Feng like chains!
“Sink! Die in an eternal nightmare! This is your fate!” “Fuck my fate! God-killer, Destroyer of the Army!”

boom!
The God-killing Spear thrust out suddenly! The blood-red spear light fell to the ground like a meteor!

Wherever the spear passed, nightmare creatures shattered one after another, and the entire dream was completely shattered like a mirror.

The first generation of Nightmare Monarch's expression changed drastically: "Impossible! This is impossible! How can you break my dream of life and death?!"

"because……"

Ling Feng looked at him coldly, "The nightmare you created is far less cruel than the reality I experienced!"

Ling Feng took a step forward, and pointed the God-killing Spear directly at the forehead of the First Nightmare Monarch. "Now, it's time to end it!"

"No!! We can talk it over! We can talk it over!"

The first generation Nightmare Monarch retreated frantically, trying to escape into the depths of his dream, while frantically explaining, "I was only testing whether you were capable of accepting the inheritance of the Nightmare Temple! You did a great job, you have proven your ability, now you are the Nightmare Monarch! You take the Crown of Inheritance, and you can also take the Nightmare Oracle..."

But how could Ling Feng believe his lies?

Trial?

This old guy, if he hadn't reached a deeper level of understanding of the nightmare priesthood at the last moment, I'm afraid he would have completely sunk into the dream of life and death.

"God-killer, Soul-slayer!"

laugh!
The spear pierced directly into the forehead of the First Nightmare Monarch, frightening him so much that his voice trembled. “No, you can’t kill me. Only I can open the inheritance for you. If you kill me, you will get nothing!”

"die!"

Unfortunately, what responded to him was the domineering power of the God-killing Spear.

Although Ling Feng had only mastered a little bit of the God-killing Spear Technique, the First Generation Nightmare Lord was nothing more than a wisp of regret at this moment.

The God-killing Spear Technique that was powerful enough to suppress the nine great monarchs was more than enough to kill him!
In an instant, the illusory shadow of the first Nightmare Lord solidified instantly, and then dissipated like dust.

"Damn it! Why is this the same trick again!——"

The sound stopped abruptly, and the shadow of the first Nightmare Lord was completely annihilated and dissipated into a wisp of black smoke.

It is a coincidence that the first generation Nightmare Monarch died at the hands of Emperor Yi.

When the aura of the first generation Nightmare Lord completely dissipated, Ling Feng covered his chest and staggered.

He clenched his fists tightly, with his fingertips deeply inserted into his palms, and let the blood drip through his fingers without feeling it at all.

That dream of life and death is so painful!
At this moment, a crisp "click" sound came from above the temple.

It turned out that the statue of the Nightmare Monarch shattered!
Then, a dark circle of light floated out from the broken statue and began to circle around Ling Feng.

Ling Feng's eyes narrowed slightly. Is this the Crown of Nightmare Inheritance that the first Nightmare Monarch mentioned?

This is obviously not a necessary thing for the inheritance of the priesthood. After all, the seven evil gods encountered before did not have this link.

Perhaps, it is the special way of inheritance of the Chuchu Street lineage.

The next moment, the Crown of Inheritance shot directly towards Ling Feng's brows, and as a powerful dream-eroding force poured into the sea of ​​​​spiritual energy, in just a moment, the originally broken nightmare priesthood was completely restored without any cracks.

As long as Ling Feng is willing, he can instantly become the master of the nightmare priesthood and become a true nightmare monarch.

However, in this way, the broken priesthood of the seven sins sealed in the body will no longer have the capital to compete with the complete priesthood of nightmares, and will probably be expelled from the body immediately.

This is not what Ling Feng wants.

Becoming a single Nightmare Monarch is at best a second-level priesthood.

This kind of power is barely enough to deal with people like Agares, but it is far from enough to compete with the entire Judgment Council.

In comparison, even the fused seven sins priesthood is at least a first-level priesthood.

Ling Feng would naturally not give up the entire forest just for a dead tree like the Nightmare Priesthood.

If the first Nightmare Monarch knew of this idea, he would probably be so angry that he would come back to life.

I have been planning and scheming for tens of thousands of years just to regain my position as Nightmare Priest.

You old man, you even complain about it!

I don’t like you, so give it to me!

Feeling the complete nightmare priesthood in his body eager to try, Ling Feng suppressed the urge to completely merge it, and instead activated the power of chaos to seal it up temporarily.

It cannot be completely integrated, but it cannot not be integrated either.

For everything, we shall make a decision after we seize the glory of God.

The next moment, Ling Feng seemed to see a faint light in the ruins of the statue.

He took a deep breath and slowly walked towards the shattered statue.

Among the remains of the statue, there was actually a black stone slab engraved with ancient runes!

Oracle stone carving!

Ling Feng is not unfamiliar with this thing.

It is different from the pseudo-oracle stone carving of burial that was stolen from the Wilson family before.

This is a genuine oracle stone carving.

Although the oppressive feeling this stone carving gave Ling Feng was not as strong as the previous Supreme Oracle.

But now that he has mastered the Nightmare Priesthood, he can truly unleash the true power of the Nightmare Oracle.

Sure enough, this nightmare oracle was no longer as obscure and difficult to understand as the heavenly book to Ling Feng.

He was even able to recite the extremely difficult spells on his own, as if he had learned it without a teacher.

This is the oracle!

"I see……"

A glimmer of understanding flashed across his eyes, and the next moment, his eyelids suddenly twitched.

One of the powers of the Nightmare God recorded on the oracle stone carvings includes this "dream of life and death"!
He had personally experienced the power of this "life and death dream" before. Once caught in this dream, even a god would be buried.

The next moment, his mind moved, he raised his hand and waved, the power of dream erosion spread like a tide, instantly covering the entire temple.

"wake up!"

Following Ling Feng's low groan...

"Well……"

Jiang Mengyue was the first to wake up, covered in cold sweat, with black mist surging violently in her right eye.

"Jun...Your Majesty the Monarch?!"

She looked at Ling Feng in shock, then looked around and realized that she was still in the temple.

"I...I just..."

"It's just an illusion." Ling Feng said calmly, "It's over."

Soon after, Acai, Huang Shaotian and others also woke up one after another. They all looked pale, and it was obvious that they had experienced extremely terrible things in the illusion.

"Fuck! I just dreamed of being surrounded by a group of beautiful women, but suddenly I turned into a group of rotting corpses! That stinky mouth stinks!!!"

Huang Shaotian got up cursing, still feeling frightened.

Acai remained silent, the eyeball chain on his wrist trembling slightly, Yinshan, Geralt...

All members of the Dream-Eating Adventure Team seemed to be still immersed in some kind of fear, unable to extricate themselves.

If Ling Feng had not freed them from the dream of life and death, they would have been trapped in the nightmare forever.

"Your Excellency, have you...received the complete inheritance?"

Jiang Mengyue suddenly looked at Ling Feng, and sensed the extremely condensed nightmare aura on him, and her voice trembled a little.

"Ah."

Ling Feng nodded slightly, "We have already obtained everything. There is nothing worth exploring here. Let's go. It's time for us to leave." (End of this chapter)