Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Zheng!
In the blink of an eye, accompanied by a flash of fire, the Ten Directions Annihilation emitted a buzzing sound, and the chilling killing intent solidified, almost freezing the entire space.

Just as he was about to unleash a thunderous strike to kill Raziel in one blow—

Rumble!
The void began to tremble!
In an instant, an unprecedentedly strong sense of crisis, like a chill rising from the bottom of an abyss, froze Ling Feng completely, from his soul to his body!
dong dong!

dong dong!

At that moment, it felt as if an invisible giant hand was gripping my heart tightly, and all the blood in my body seemed to freeze completely in that instant!

He suddenly looked up and gazed behind Raziel.

Space twisted silently, forming a huge vortex that resembled a black hole.

hum-

A chilling, eerie tremor spread instantly.

Immediately afterwards, a shadow with blurred edges and constantly distorted outlines slowly emerged.

With the appearance of that shadow, an even more suffocating sense of oppression suddenly swept over us.

Ling Feng had only experienced such terrifying pressure twice before!
The first time was at the place where the God Emperor Xingtian left behind the legacy of the God-Slaying Spear.

The second time was when he met the Night Mother of the Zerg.

The aura emanating from that shadow was no less than that of the previous two!
In other words, they are very likely to be strong at the same level!
In an instant, fine beads of cold sweat appeared on Ling Feng's forehead.

This is bad!

At the same time, Raziel's expression instantly became incredibly devout, even carrying an indescribable awe. He turned to look at the shadow, bowed deeply, his head almost touching the ground, and spoke in a humble and reverent voice.

"Greetings, Lord Wuzhao!"

Wu Zhao!

These two words were like two world-destroying thunderbolts, exploding directly in Ling Feng's mind!
The explosion shocked him so badly that his hands and feet turned ice-cold!

Within the Judgment Council, he is second only to the Emperor and above all others; among the Twelve Divine Thrones, he is the undisputed leader!

Even though it was just a divine thought avatar, its pressure was already terrifying!
No wonder Raziel is so fearless!

No wonder Si You dared to send out their entire force!

So this was the real trap!

Ling Feng felt a chill run through his body instantly, a bone-chilling cold rushing from his tailbone straight to the top of his head!
Si You's killing move is right here!

From the very beginning, Si You had no intention of coming back.

Her target was the main force of the Chaos Temple, and whether she, the "traitor," appeared or not was no longer relevant to the elite troops she led.

Oops!

Ling Feng inwardly cried out in alarm. Without the slightest hesitation, he turned and shot out of the hall.

At the same time, he used his soul to send a warning to Tian Sha.

Damn it, the situation has changed! Immediately have Senior Huanglong lead everyone to evacuate!
immediately!

The moment the warning was issued, Ling Feng's figure had already left the main hall. A suffocating sense of oppression swept over him. He gritted his teeth, disregarding everything else, and prepared to activate the Eastern Emperor Bell to teleport out.

escape!
We must escape immediately!

Even if it means giving up the identity of Long Fei, he would not hesitate.

After all, once he was captured by that sorcerer's avatar, he would never have another chance.

"Since you're here, why rush to leave?"

Raziel stood still, motionless, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

Sure enough, the moment Ling Feng attempted to summon the Eastern Emperor Bell to open the teleportation channel, a strange veil seemed to shroud the sky above the entire hall.

Above the sky, countless mysterious and strange inscriptions flickered, severing all connection with the outside world.

The Eastern Emperor Bell has malfunctioned!

"Buzz...buzz..."

Immediately afterwards, the entire incredibly sturdy alchemy factory fortress began to shake violently!

As the divine runes continued to flash, the sky, like an inverted transparent bowl, completely enveloped the entire hall and the square outside.

Whoosh whoosh!
At the same time, the elite clergy stationed in the area also rushed to the scene.

Everyone watched this scene in shock. Clearly, only a few high-ranking members, including Raziel, knew about this matter.

I'm afraid even Freya and the others are completely unaware of this!

Damn!

Ling Feng clenched his fist and swung the Ten Directions Annihilation Sword in his hand, unleashing a violent sword aura that slashed at the barrier.

Not moving at all!

Moreover, the force of the recoil caused a surge of blood and qi within Ling Feng's body.

Raziel walked out of the hall step by step, and the space behind him, under the manipulation of the illusory figure of Wu Zhao, tore open a huge gap.

call out!
call out!
call out!
Immediately afterwards, three dazzling divine lights, radiating boundless majesty, stepped out from the spatial rift!

The person in the center was not burly, but rather tall and thin. He wore an elaborate white robe with gold trim and held a scepter with a huge pure crystal at the top. He had a handsome face, but his eyes were as cold as ice. He exuded a terrifying pressure that controlled all order.

It is Metatron, the second seat of the Twelve Divine Thrones and the God of Order!
The person on the left exudes an incredibly strong life force; he is clearly Gabriel, the eighth seat of the God of Life.

As for the last one, Ling Feng had seen him before in the winding star path; he was Abaddon, the god of the void!

Three more God-level beings!
Ling Feng clenched his fists. These guys from the Cleric's Office really went to great lengths to find him!

At the same time, Wu Zhao's shadow seemed to have finally completed its mission.

The ethereal shadow, like ripples on water after a pebble has been thrown in, began to slowly dissipate.

However, he not only sealed the entire space, but also summoned the second God of Order, who was even more powerful than Raziel!
In addition, there is the God of Life, the God of the Void...

He was actually facing four powerful figures at the God Throne in such a desperate situation.

This is the worst possible outcome I ever imagined!

After all the scheming and plotting, I never imagined that I was the one being schemed against!
That makes sense. The Judgment Council has been able to dominate this world for so long, so how could it be so easily manipulated?

I was too eager for quick success!
"You have nowhere to run!"

Raziel's lips curled into a mocking smile. "It's come to this point, Your Excellency. There's no need to hide your true colors any longer! Remove your mask!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath, and in just an instant, his gaze became incredibly firm and resolute once again.

Even in such a desperate situation, so what!
I haven't saved Bingqing yet, I absolutely cannot die here!
"Hmph, still trying to put up a stubborn resistance?"

Metatron, the God of Order, fixed his emotionless gaze on Ling Feng. He didn't even utter a word; his crystal scepter simply tapped downwards slightly. "Buzz!"

Centered on the point where the scepter landed, countless chains of light, formed from the pure power of rules, appeared out of thin air!
These chains, like giant, living snakes, disregarded distance and carried the cold, all-encompassing laws of order, instantly coiling around Ling Feng's body!
They frantically drilled into him from every pore and every meridian, not only trying to lock up his physical body and divine power, but also to directly imprison his divine soul and origin!
"Divine oracle! Order Binding!"

With a tap of Metatron's scepter, layers of binding chains bound Ling Feng's body into a giant sphere of chains.

"Is it really necessary for Lord Wuzhao to send me to deal with such petty thieves personally?"

Metatron shook his head, glanced back at Raziel, and said calmly, "Raziel, the man is yours. As for how to interrogate a prisoner, I don't need to teach you, do I?"

Raziel's face darkened, but this matter was, after all, related to the moment of death.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have used the Soul Blood Talisman that could summon the power of Wu Zhao's will.

However, at this moment.

boom!
With a loud bang, the layers of chains of order binding Ling Feng shattered from the inside.

Ling Feng was engulfed in raging flames, his eyes bloodshot, staring intently at the four people before him.

"Roar--!!!"

With a deafening dragon roar, strands of ancestral dragon will power swirled around Ling Feng. The locks of order, upon touching the ancestral dragon power, dissipated as if melting away like ice and snow.

"What? The power of the Ancestral Dragon?"

Metatron's eyelids twitched suddenly, and he realized something, staring wide-eyed at Ling Feng.

"You are the test subject!"

The next moment, Metatron suddenly burst into laughter, "Hahaha, it's like finding a needle in a haystack! Kid, I never thought you'd be so stupid as to walk right into my trap!"

Raziel was stunned for a moment, then realized, "So it was you? The Chaos Ruler of the Chaos Temple was a fake. You are the real Chaos Ruler!"

Having said all that, Ling Feng no longer concealed anything.

The mask on his face automatically fell away, revealing Ling Feng's appearance.

"You think you can trap me?"

Another burst of blood-red light flashed in Ling Feng's hand, and the Ten Directions Annihilation Spear and the God-Slaying Spear appeared simultaneously. He held the spear in his left hand and the sword in his right, his eyes fixed on the four powerful Divine Throne experts opposite him.

In an instant, Ling Feng's figure flashed, seemingly heading towards the four people, but at the moment he reached the middle of the flight, his figure exploded, turning into a sky full of light and shadow.

Whoosh whoosh!
As Ling Feng's countless clones simultaneously crashed into countless points on the barrier, crescent-shaped flying blades swept through the entire space like a storm, shooting towards the four powerful Divine Throne experts.

It is the Thousand Machine Asura!

"Humph!"

Metatron snorted coldly, raised his scepter, and the Locks of Order condensed into shields, crushing the flying blades.

Ling Feng didn't expect Thousand Machine Asura to be able to harm the four Divine Throne experts; he just needed to buy himself a little time.

His thousands of clones were now crashing against the barrier like a storm.

The attempt is to find the weakest point in the barrier in this way.

Then, gather your strength and break through the barrier.

After all, with his strength, he was not strong enough to withstand the combined attack of these four powerful beings for an extended period of time.

"madness!"

Metatron's eyes flashed with disdain, clearly having also noticed Ling Feng's intentions.

"How could a junior like you possibly break the deadly formation set up by Lord Wuzhao!"

He smiled coldly and said slowly, "I advise you to surrender. I admit that you have grown rapidly, but you are still just a slightly stronger ant."

"Lord Metatron, why waste words with him? I'll take care of him!"

Abaddon, the god of the void, glanced coldly at Ling Feng, then waved his hand, and a tidal wave of void energy surged directly towards Ling Feng, surrounding him completely.

Ling Feng's face was ashen.

Although he had expended a lot of his strength during the previous probing, none of the thousands of impact points that erupted simultaneously were weak points!
Is this barrier truly impossible to break through?

Do not!
Ling Feng clenched his fists tightly. There was no barrier in this world that couldn't be broken!
Since my own strength is insufficient...

His gaze was fixed on the four people opposite him.

Let's use their strength to break through the barrier together!

Taking a deep breath, Ling Feng unleashed a massive vortex with his God-Slaying Spear, directly targeting Abaddon, the weakest of the Void Gods!
The only ones I fear are Metatron and Raziel. Do the rest of the nobodies even deserve to spout nonsense here?

"Godslayer! Sun Piercer!"

With a burst of cold light, Ling Feng shattered the void tides surrounding him, and in the blink of an eye, he had already flashed in front of Abaddon, who was filled with horror.

"Master...sir, save me!"

The shadow of death loomed over Abaddon in an instant. Abaddon suddenly remembered that even the god of war, Michael, had been defeated by this ruler of chaos, and his body trembled violently.

"Oracle: Binding of Order!"

Metatron's voice is like a divine decree!
In an instant, the scepter in his hand suddenly pointed at Ling Feng!
In the void, countless chains of order, formed from pure laws of order and divine light, appeared out of thin air!
Even though the power of the Ancestral Dragon within Ling Feng can restrain his chains of order to some extent, the power of the Ancestral Dragon is not entirely Ling Feng's power.

In an instant, seeing the chains of order coiling around him again, Ling Feng glared fiercely at Abaddon, but had no choice but to abandon his plan to kill him. Instead, he dodged and crashed into the edge of the barrier.

Abaddon, having narrowly escaped death, staggered in fright and quickly shrank back behind Metatron, still shaken.

Bang bang bang!
At the same time, Metatron's chains of order collided with the barrier, and a strange collision erupted between the two completely different divine powers, causing the inscriptions that made up the barrier to tremble slightly.

In that instant, Ling Feng discovered the clues.

Metatron's power of order was able to disrupt and dismantle the barrier's structure to a certain extent.

and so……

If he could guide Metatron's full-force attack to strike the barrier, perhaps he could escape.

As long as I can escape, then I'll be free to explore the world. Once the Eastern Emperor Bell is activated, these guys will never be able to trap me again.

However, he didn't know if he could withstand Metatron's all-out attack!
Just then, Zi Ling's voice came from beside him.

"Master, don't forget about me! I'll help you carry this burden!"

"Okay, let's carry this together!"

Ling Feng tightened his grip on the God-Slaying Spear and the Ten Directions Annihilation Spear, a resolute glint flashing in his eyes.

Zi Ling's trump card is something they don't know yet.

In other words, I still have a chance, and the chance is quite high!

He let out a low shout in his heart, and then, the Ten Directions Annihilation and the God-Slaying Spear simultaneously erupted with boundless killing intent, his entire body surging towards the four powerful Divine Throne experts like a hurricane. (End of this chapter)