Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Do you understand?

Si You's deep eyes fixed on Yan, revealing a captivating, eerie light.

Yan Jiao's body trembled slightly as she bit her lip and said, "Disciple understands! Disciple... Disciple was fortunate enough to obtain a Four-Epoch Star-Gathering Lotus while traveling along the winding star path! The star source power it contains will definitely help me push the 'Silent Star Soul Guide' to the peak of minor success in one fell swoop! Disciple assures you that I will reach the great success level within a year! I will never delay Lord Wu Zhao's important matter!"

"Four-Epoch Star Lotus?"

Si You's voice seemed to have a very subtle fluctuation, "It can be considered an opportunity. I hope... you won't disappoint the master again."

She slowly rose to her feet, the aura around her like flowing shadows.

“Remember, you only have one year. Yan, it’s not that I want to pressure you, but we really don’t have much time left. These things shouldn’t be on the shoulders of a junior like you, but alas…”

She didn't continue, but let out a long sigh.

"Disciple...understands!"

Yan lowered her head deeply; she had no memory of the past.

From the moment she awoke, she was told that she was Wu Zhao's disciple.

But she had only met Wu Zhao once.

The person in front of her, Si You, was the one who guided her cultivation in place of Wu Zhao, so she always called her teacher.

She didn't understand why she had been given such a heavy responsibility.

But for someone who has no past, it seems that all she can do is obey her teacher's instructions.

After all, she had no power to resist.

Moreover, Si You has always treated her very well, just like a kind teacher.

However, as the deadline for the final moment approached, Si You urged her to cultivate the "Silent Star Soul Guidance" secret technique more and more frequently.

However, that secret technique did not seem to enhance his cultivation level.

This made Yan begin to have doubts about this teacher, Si You, for the first time.

But she has no memory of her past; it seems that her birth was for that so-called "moment of the end".

Although she didn't even understand what "the end" meant, she could only obediently follow orders like a puppet on a string.

It wasn't until she met Long Fei on the winding star path that she first felt a sense of "self".

Her intuition told her that she might know Long Fei.

But the closer she got to the truth, the more timid she became.

This is why she was so cold to Ling Feng.

"teacher……"

Seeing Si You turn to leave, Yan gritted his teeth and asked in a deep voice, "What exactly is that secret technique? I'm just a mere third-level divine official, can I... can I really help Lord Wuzhao?"

Si You turned her head and gave Yan a deep look.

After a moment of silence, she slowly spoke, "Who taught you to say these things?"

"I..." Yan took several deep breaths before biting his lip and saying, "This disciple has some doubts. Disciple, do I... do I really have such an ability?"

"Some things cannot be accomplished simply by being stronger. Many things are destined to be beyond the reach of fate."

Si You turned around and gently cupped Yan's face. "Yan, you have no doubt that you bear this destiny. Only you can fight against the end."

Her gaze softened, and she said gently, "Alright, stop overthinking. Focus on your cultivation. I hope you'll have made a breakthrough when I come to see you again."

Having said that, he turned and walked out of the main hall. His figure seemed to blend into the darkness, slowly fading away until he disappeared from the hall as if he had never existed.

Only Yan was left standing there, staring in the direction Si You had left, unable to look away for a long time.

"The destiny I bear...?"

Yan gritted her teeth, but Ling Feng's image involuntarily flashed through her mind.

Maybe……

Only through him can I find some traces of my past.

……

On the other side, Ling Feng's mind slowly withdrew from the perspective of the Eastern Emperor Bell.

His fists were clenched tightly, his eyes filled with intense hatred and a hint of doubt.

The Soul of Annihilation!
Wu Zhao has emerged from seclusion!

The final moment!

One year period!
Si You!

I never expected to get so much information all at once.

But why did Wu Zhao make Yan cultivate this "Silent Star Soul Guide"?
And what does that final moment mean?
These many mysteries are probably not something that can be resolved by mere speculation.

But Ling Feng was certain that those guys in the Tribunal were up to no good.

If they truly wanted to take Yan as their disciple, how could the First God Seat, a being second only to the Emperor in the Judgment Council, only offer Yan a mere third-level divine position?

Not to mention, Yan is only one of the three personalities that Yu Bingqing split off from.

It seems I must find out the truth behind this as soon as possible.

After a moment of contemplation, Ling Feng entered the Eastern Emperor Bell directly.

With a thought, he appeared directly beside Mio.

As the master of the Eastern Emperor Bell, Ling Feng is equivalent to a "god" in this independent world, omnipotent and in control of everything.

Mio was sparring with Nozomi when she saw Ling Feng appear, and the two women quickly came to greet him.

"Feng! (Brother)"

Ling Feng reached out and took Mio's hand, then gently patted Xizi's shoulder, smiling as he said, "Hehe, you've been practicing very well!"

Mio glared at Ling Feng and couldn't help but ask, "Why do you suddenly have time to come see us?"

"What are you saying? Can't I come and get intimate with my wife for no reason?"

Ling Feng forcefully embraced Mio's slender waist, but felt a little uneasy inside.

I really don't visit temples without a reason.

"whispering sound!"

Mio blushed slightly. "Let's get straight to the point."

Ling Feng scratched the back of his head somewhat awkwardly before smiling wryly and saying, "It's nothing, it's just that there's been some progress in finding your other personalities."

Ling Feng immediately told her the truth about finding a woman who looked exactly like her.

After concealing some of the dangers, he continued, "I discovered that the First Divine Throne Shaman of the Cleric's Academy seems to have taken Yan as his disciple and made her cultivate a secret technique called 'Silent Star Soul Guidance.' Mio, do you remember if Agares ever made you cultivate any secret technique?"

Mio blinked, pondered for a moment, then shook her head. "Agares did teach me some of the false oracles of Purdue Academy, but he didn't teach me anything about 'Soul-Summoning of Annihilation'..."

"It's not necessarily that you've practiced the same secret technique; it could be a different one."

Mio pondered for a moment, then shook her head. "I don't think so. I don't quite remember."

She frowned, deep in thought, but the next moment, her delicate body trembled, and she clutched her head, crying out in pain, "My head...it hurts so much..."

"Forget it, forget it, stop thinking about it!"

Ling Feng felt a pang of heartache and quickly hugged Mio, saying in a deep voice, "If you can't remember, then forget it!"

In just a moment, Mio's clothes were almost soaked with cold sweat, clearly indicating that she was experiencing a great mental shock.

Kiko, standing nearby, also looked anxious. "Brother, what happened to Mio-neechan?"

"fine……"

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled. He knew that although Mio was by his side at the moment, she probably had not completely escaped the control of the Tribunal.

Those guys must have tampered with Mio's body again.

However, even with my current abilities, I couldn't detect it!
He clenched his fists, determined not to let Yu Bingqing suffer even the slightest harm. "Mio, get some rest. Remember, don't overthink things. I'll handle everything!"

He leaned down and gently kissed Mio's forehead, then handed her to Nozomi and said softly, "Nozomi, take good care of her."

"Ok!"

Xizi nodded emphatically, "Don't worry, brother, I will take good care of sister-in-law!"

……

The next moment, Ling Feng returned to the outside world, his eyes filled with worry.

Damn the ruling council!

Now he has confirmed that it wasn't just Yan; Mio probably had also practiced similar secret techniques before.

But what exactly is that Extinction Star Soul Guide?
Judging from the conversation between Yan and Si You, Yan doesn't seem to know much about this either.

To find the answer, we probably have to start with Si You.

There is no one named Siyou among the twelve divine thrones.

However, her strength is definitely no less than that of the Twelve Divine Thrones.

The power of the tribunal is truly unfathomable!
But how can I make contact with Si You?
This is really tricky!
……

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Ling Feng racked his brains for a solution but failed, and he didn't want to ask Hawkins or Sally for information about Si You.

So as not to alert the enemy.

Therefore, Ling Feng only knew that Si You was one of Wu Zhao's men, but with his current strength, he naturally did not dare to directly break into Wu Zhao's Supreme Temple to find Si You.

After all, Wu Zhao's so-called seclusion was not the kind of complete isolation.

If you rashly barge into Wuzhao's temple, you might expose yourself before you even uncover the truth.

In the worst-case scenario, they might not even be able to save their lives.

After all, we are in enemy territory, so we need to be careful in everything we do.

"never mind……"

Ling Feng sighed softly. No matter how far he went, he couldn't get around Yan in the end.

To get more information about Si You, we need to start with Yan.

Thinking of this, Ling Feng gritted his teeth and didn't care about anything else.

To avoid attracting attention, Ling Feng could not openly visit Yan's residence.

With a thought, he was directly teleported to Yan's side through the Eastern Emperor Bell imprint.

A flash of light appeared, and when Ling Feng stepped out of the teleportation channel, he found himself enveloped in a misty fog.

Immediately afterwards, a splashing sound of water came.

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched suddenly.

It can't be such a coincidence, right?

Could it be that Yan is washing...?

His heart skipped a beat. He had only confirmed Yan's location and had not spied on Yan to avoid seeing anything he shouldn't have.

I didn't expect to encounter this situation so soon after I was teleported here?
No, I have to go!

Otherwise, wouldn't I be seen as a lecherous scoundrel?
Although reason told Ling Feng to retreat temporarily, his eyes began to wander.

It was as if another voice was battling with his reason: She was his woman, what hadn't he seen?
What's wrong with taking a look?
In the instant Ling Feng hesitated, a clear, cold voice came from within the mist, "Who!"

With the sound of water breaking, a fiery red figure appeared before them in the next moment.

It was Yan, draped in a thin veil!

Her clothes were draped over her chest, her phoenix eyes slightly furrowed as she glared at Ling Feng.

"It's you?"

She glared at Ling Feng, both ashamed and angry, "How did you end up here?"

"Listen to my explanation..."

Ling Feng raised his hand to cover his eyes, but couldn't help but peek through his fingers a few times.

Although it was the same face, the long, wet red hair cascading down her back, combined with her completely different temperament, gave her a unique charm.

Yan's face was extremely gloomy. He had originally regarded this guy as his only hope for finding his past.

But now it seems that this is indeed my past.

It's better for her not to know!
Although he had saved her several times, his unwavering gaze really annoyed her.

Moreover, she could sense that his gaze wasn't simply directed at her.

It's more like treating her as a substitute for someone else.

This infuriated Yan even more.

It must be said that a woman's intuition can sometimes be frighteningly accurate.

She bit her red lips, her phoenix eyes glaring at Ling Feng. "Long Fei, you'd better give me a reasonable explanation!"

Ling Feng was speechless. Why did they have to teleport here at this particular time?

Now I can't even be a gentleman anymore. Am I really going to be seen as a lewd and despicable thief?

He gritted his teeth and hardened his heart.

Damn!

Screw the gentleman!
It's my woman, who cares!
He took a deep breath, stepped forward, and without saying a word, wrapped his arms around Yan's waist, pulling her into his embrace.

Feeling Ling Feng's firm chest, Yan blushed and stared at Ling Feng in disbelief.

Is that his explanation?
Shameless lecher!
Her delicate body trembled, and a hint of anger flashed in her eyes.

Just then, Ling Feng lowered his voice and whispered in her ear, "Come with me to see someone first, and then you'll understand everything! I'm not some lecherous thief, but your husband!"

"What did you say?"

Yan's eyes widened. "What nonsense are you talking about? How could I possibly..."

"Then what are you afraid of?"

Ling Feng held Yan's slender waist tightly. "I can see it in your eyes. You also feel lost and confused, right? Why are you the only one without a past?"

"you……"

Yan stared at Ling Feng in disbelief, "How could you..."

"I told you, I'm your man!"

Sensing that Yan had little will to resist, Ling Feng wasted no time and, with a thought, directly brought Yan into the Eastern Emperor Bell.

Yan felt a blur before his eyes, and the next moment, he found himself in a mountain forest, which surprised him greatly.

"What the hell is this place?"

However, when she looked up at Ling Feng again, she found that the original Long Fei had changed his appearance.

At this moment, Ling Feng had shed his disguise and revealed his true appearance.

This face left Yan frozen in place.

That intense sense of familiarity seemed to sweep over me from the deepest part of my soul.

Even if she had no recollection of it, her soul, the depths of her heart, were telling her something.

The person before me must be extremely important to me to be so unforgettable, even imprinted on the deepest part of my soul! (End of Chapter)