Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

"not bad."

Tian Sha looked up at Ling Feng, "I'm very satisfied with this body!"

He twisted his neck, his bones making a teeth-grinding cracking sound, as the newly born power surged and roared under the fusion of the deity of destruction and the source of slaughter.

In a sense, at this moment, Tian Sha's strength is even greater than Charon's.

After all, he was born from killing, and killing and destruction have many things in common.

Looking at its former "master," the giant crocodile of the Beast King suddenly narrowed its eyes and subconsciously looked away from him.

The Asura Monarch's body beneath his black robes was taut like a fully drawn bowstring.

The already withered and ugly face of the fear monarch froze even more.

A sense of oppression far more suffocating than Charon's spread silently.

"Congratulations to the new Lord of Destruction!"

There's no time to mourn Charon, who is already "dead".

In an instant, all the monarchs rushed forward to congratulate Tian Sha.

What value do people who are already dead have?

This new Destroyer is not only more powerful, but also born from the Chaos Ruler.

This means that he is Ling Feng's true confidant and absolute right-hand man!

Only by building a good relationship with him can one survive longer while working under this ruler of chaos.

The world of martial arts is not about fighting and killing, it is about human relationships and worldly wisdom!

Immediately afterwards, the cult leaders and followers who were destroying the sect also bowed down to the heavens.

Just kidding, Charon is gone, whoever has the power of destruction is the boss.

This is the ancestral rule of Chichu Street!
The murderous aura emanating from Tian Sha, which seemed almost tangible, dissipated somewhat.

With a wave of his hand, he exuded an even more domineering and chilling aura than Charon.

The next moment, Tian Sha turned to look at Ling Feng and bowed to him, "Your subordinate greets the Chaos Sovereign!"

Ling Feng gave him true freedom and immediately bestowed upon him the title of First-Class Destruction God.

But he also understood that from the moment he accepted the divine office of destruction, he had already become a member of the new force that Ling Feng had established.

Ling Feng personally stepped forward to help Tian Sha up.

"You and I aren't in a superior-subordinate relationship; we're more like..."

Ling Feng gave Tian Sha a deep look and said with a faint smile, "Brothers!"

Although the birth of the Killing Demon caused Ling Feng a lot of suffering, and he was even replaced by the Heavenly Killer several times.

But it is, after all, a part of oneself.

From the moment Tian Sha took the initiative to recite the "Chang Qing Jing Jing" to help Ling Feng integrate the Seven Deadly Sins Divine Office, all past grudges had dissipated.

"Brothers, huh! Hahaha!"

Tian Sha laughed heartily and raised his hand to firmly grasp Ling Feng's hand.

Ling Feng raised his hand and patted Tian Sha on the shoulder, then turned to look at the monarchs of the other major sects and the First Envoy.

The next moment, the chaotic divine pattern between his brows suddenly lit up.

Om-!
The chaotic domain silently expanded, enveloping the entire Temple of Destruction.

Within the domain, Ling Feng gently raised his hand, and then three clusters of dark light suddenly shone brightly!

Then, three crowns of inheritance, each with a different shape, floated up in his palm.

The Purgatory Cult Master, the Decay Cult Master, and the Illusion Cult Master all widened their eyes simultaneously.

On Ling Feng's palm, the Crown of Purgatory resembled a heart cast in molten lava, each pulse surging with scorching heat.

The decaying crown resembled half a withered wooden stake, exuding the musty smell and deathly stillness of the end.

The illusory crown is a constantly shifting, multicolored halo, refracting a mesmerizing glow...

"The Crown of Legacy... is here!!"

"My God! Isn't this the Hellfire Crown of my Hellfire Cult?!"

"And the Crown of My Immortal Monarch's Legacy!"

The three patriarchs who failed to retrieve the Crown of Inheritance from the Nine Gods Temple couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

The First Infernal Envoy's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, his breathing was heavy as a bull, and his throat was parched from the burning desire!
He couldn't help but want to step forward again and again, but his reason held him back, and he dared not make any rash moves.

For the first time, an astonishing light burst forth from the corrupt cultist's cloudy eyes. The crown, resembling half a withered tree stump, seemed to be telling him the eternal, unchanging, desolate truth!
The Illusionist was completely lost in the dazzling light of the ever-changing illusions, a fascinated smile on his face. If he could have this Crown of Inheritance, he would be willing to die for it!

A smile appeared on Zi Ling's lips.

Indeed, Ling Feng had taken her to the ruins of the Nine Gods Palace with him, originally intending to leave after obtaining the prototype of Xing Tian's divine office and the Burial God Ship.

Unexpectedly, before leaving, the remaining Crowns of Inheritance seemed to be drawn by the chaotic aura within Ling Feng's body, and actually took the initiative to emerge from the ruins and throw themselves into Ling Feng's "embrace".

Ling Feng did consider directly merging with these divine positions, but after careful consideration, he suppressed the impulse.

Even if he were to integrate these divine offices, at most he would just have more methods.

Moreover, they were only second-level divine positions, which did not hold much appeal for Ling Feng.

But these religious offices can be used to "create gods".

He is currently isolated and outnumbered. If he can gain a few subordinates of divine rank through these divine positions, it would be far more meaningful than him merging and absorbing those inherited crowns himself.

Seeing the shocked yet greedy expressions on the faces of those instructors, Ling Feng smiled coldly.

"Purgatory Moros!"

Ling Feng's voice rang out, carrying an air of supreme arrogance and domineering presence.

The First Envoy of Purgatory trembled violently, almost tumbling forward as he knelt heavily at the front, his forehead pressed against the cold ground, trembling with excitement: "Your subordinate... is here!"

"This crown is bestowed upon you to wield!"

Ling Feng flicked his finger, and the Hellfire Crown, which resembled a lava heart, tore through space and instantly pierced into Moros's brow!
"Roar--!!!"

Moros let out a roar that was inhuman, a mixture of pain and ecstasy!

His body suddenly swelled, and a tangible torrent of lava erupted from his body. His skin cracked inch by inch and was covered by newly formed hellish demonic patterns!
The terrifyingly high temperature melted deep craters into the metal ground beneath them!
The divine pressure, belonging to the monarch level, surged wildly from his body like an awakened volcano!
A brand new lord of purgatory is reborn here!
"Rotten Jain!"

Ling Feng's voice remained calm.

"This old man...this old man thanks Your Majesty for your great grace!"

The corrupt cult leader, Jain, practically crawled forward on his hands and feet, his voice shrill and distorted with excessive excitement.

The moment the withered wooden crown merged into his bloated and decaying body, an intense, impenetrable, and timeless aura of mold and death suddenly spread out!
The mold spots on his skin spread and deepened instantly, and his whole body seemed to transform into a stone statue that had just been unearthed from a ten-thousand-year-old tomb. However, the deathly aura contained a terrifying power that was despairing and capable of corrupting all things!
"Illusory Sophia!"

Ling Feng's gaze fell on the Illusory Cult Master, a beautiful woman shrouded in a seven-colored veil, her figure graceful and hazy.

"Sophia... obeys the Lord's decree!"

The voice of the illusory cult leader Sophia echoed dreamily as she curtsied.

Although she seemed much calmer than the previous two instructors, Sophia's heart was practically leaping out of her throat!
The next instant, just as the illusory crown merged into her body, the space around her suddenly twisted and folded, like a shattered kaleidoscope!
Countless hazy, colorful lights flowed around her, her figure sometimes clear and sometimes completely vanishing into the gap between reality and illusion. A powerful and eerie wave, capable of reversing reality and dream, spread out.

Three monarchs were born in one fell swoop, and these people knelt down at Ling Feng's feet, expressing their deepest gratitude.

"My Lord, from this day forward, I, Moros, am but a blade in your hand. Whoever you command, I will kill!"

"Lord Chaos, I am willing to offer my lifelong loyalty to expand your territory!"

"My Lord, everything I have belongs to you, including myself!"

"Huh?" Before the words were finished, Zi Ling stepped forward with a frown. "Hey, old woman, what did you say?"

Sophia shrank back, realizing she had misspoke, and quickly corrected herself, saying, "I was just too excited and misspoke..."

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, gently pulled Zi Ling's hand, shook his head at her, and then said to the monarchs in the hall: "As long as you serve me loyally, you will certainly be rewarded!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The monarchs nodded repeatedly.

Now, all nine monarchs of Chichu Street have returned to their rightful places.

Of course, it will probably take some time before we can fully integrate the power of the divine office.

"With all nine monarchs of Hesitation Street gathered, under the leadership of the Chaos Overlord, they will surely recreate the glory of the former Crimson Era!"

The Lord of Fear clenched his fists, his face filled with excitement.

"Hesitating on the street..."

Zi Ling frowned slightly and shook her head, saying, "This name is too awful. Now that our master has become the new ruler and the era of Chichu Street is over, we should have a new name!"

The atmosphere in the hall, which had just been boiling with excitement due to the divine crown, instantly froze.

All eyes—ardent, awe-inspiring, and inquisitive—were focused on Ling Feng.

The Lord of Beasts suddenly raised his enormous crocodile head. Although he wasn't very bright, he understood what this meant!
A new name signifies a fresh start, and it also means that the mark of this chaotic ruler will be etched into the bloodline and cognition of every believer!

Ling Feng pondered for a moment, then said calmly, "Since everyone respects me as the Lord of Chaos, then from now on our nine major sects will be collectively known as the Chaos Temple!"

"The Chaos Temple!"

"Great! The Chaos Temple is great!"

The monarchs nodded repeatedly and bowed to Ling Feng one after another.

"Roar!"

The Beast King let out a deep, resounding roar, its massive body taking a step forward. To everyone's astonishment, its ferocious crocodile head lowered dramatically, its deep, resonant voice carrying an unprecedented piety and fervor:

"Your Majesty the Beasts! I am willing to serve as the vanguard and fangs of the 'Temple of Chaos'!!"

"Alright, let's go with the Chaos Temple!"

Zi Ling's icy voice followed immediately.

"The Chaos Temple!"

The voice of the devil carried a cold, hard sense of conviction, like the clang of metal on metal.

"The Chaos Temple!"

"The Chaos Temple!"

"The Temple of Chaos—!!!"

Lord of Fear, Lord of Asura... and all the followers and ministers below!

At this moment, everyone was ignited by the words "Chaos Temple"!

A deafening roar erupted like a tidal wave within the ruined Temple of Destruction!

Ling Feng's lips curled slightly as he looked at the overwhelming scene before him. He slowly raised his right hand and declared, "From this day forward, the Chaos Temple is established!"

His gaze swept over the monarchs present, and he said in a deep voice, "I trouble you all to gather all the believers. We may have to move house soon!"

……

Three days later, in the third natural disaster city, the bottom city, the ditch area.

This is the largest, most chaotic, and most mixed dark corner of the city.

At dusk, in the depths of a dark alleyway overflowing with sewage.

A silent procession is moving swiftly through the area.

They wore tattered gray robes like ordinary city dwellers, their hats pulled low, and their footsteps were swift and silent.

The leader was none other than a cleric under Sophia, the newly crowned monarch of the Illusionary Cult.

He appeared ordinary, but a barely perceptible halo of seven colors emanated from his fingertips, precisely erasing the residual aura of the space the group had passed through, perfectly blending their presence into the chaotic energy background noise of the bottom city.

"Coordinates 'Old Gun Tavern', one believer recruitment point has been completed. By order of Lady Sophia: stealth and infiltration are the priority, and the selection of core seeds must be carried out with extreme caution."

A subtle, mosquito-like thought, yet precisely delivered to everyone's ears, issued the command.

It turns out that this place has just been "established" as a recruitment point for the illusory cult.

Several dark figures nodded quickly, then silently disappeared into the complex network of alleyways like swimming fish, each heading towards a new anchor point.

Just a few alleys away, shadows, fear, destruction, and countless beasts...

Followers of various religious sects have secretly established strongholds and begun recruiting believers.

The nine veins of Chichu Street in the past were like nine lurking venomous snakes, silently injecting their "poison" into the shadowy veins of the vast underground city.

Doctrine, power, selection mechanisms, absolute loyalty.

All of this is operating with astonishing efficiency.

There is only one goal: to quietly transform the entire lower district of the Third Calamity City into a new force for the Chaos Temple in the shortest possible time.

Incubator!
Of course, this was also Ling Feng's intention.

Three days ago, he directly brought all nine monarchs and elites from various sects to the lower district of the Third Calamity City through the teleportation channel of the Eastern Emperor Bell.

Then, they began to have the major sects recruit more disciples.

First, the lower district has a larger population and a deeper resentment towards the Judgment Council, making it relatively easier to recruit believers.

Secondly, the ruling will have less oversight and control in the lower city, which will facilitate the rapid expansion of the nine major sects in a short period of time.

In a sense, the bottom city was a breeding ground for the growth of evil god beliefs.

Prior to this, the Tribunal had used "Purdue College" to manipulate the mindset of the city.

Although Ling Feng is now also using faith as a means, at least he has given these people of the bottom city a way to gain power.

The only way to gain faith in Purdue College is to endlessly spend money to buy so-called "indulgences".

However, by believing in an evil god, one can gain power through the blessing of faith.

This already gives ordinary people who cannot awaken their status some basic dignity.

As for the rest...

Ling Feng couldn't care less about all that.

He is neither a saint nor a savior.

He knew very well just how enormous the tribunal was.

To completely end the dominance and rule of the Tribunal, sacrifices are inevitable.

After explaining everything, Ling Feng handed over the entire operation of the Chaos Temple to Tian Sha.

All other monarchs must obey the orders and arrangements of the Heavenly Killer.

The nine major sects have been able to establish themselves in the Upper City for so many years, so they should be able to thrive in the Lower City as well.

As for Ling Feng himself, he needs to take advantage of the period when the Chaos Temple is developing and growing stronger to acquire more information about the Sky Zone and the Twelve Divine Thrones.

Ryuzawa Riyue's older brother, Ryuzawa Shuichi, would be a good starting point.

...(End of chapter)