Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

"You can't escape! You can't escape! You can't escape!..."

The cacophony of whispers was like a million venomous insects gnawing at my mind, bringing excruciating pain that felt like my soul was being torn apart.

Ling Feng felt as if the world before him had instantly lost its color, leaving only gray and despair.

His sprint suddenly froze, as if he were being held back by an invisible swamp, making even raising a finger incredibly difficult.

And that crack, which was so close at hand, was rapidly closing up under the forceful intervention of fate!
"Do not!!!"

Ling Feng let out a nearly desperate roar, watching helplessly as his only way out completely closed in front of him!

The same trick cannot be used a second time.

Even if the other party is really that stupid, given Ling Feng's current state, plus the fact that Zi Ling's companion insect puppet has already been destroyed.

The insect puppet will not be able to recover and return in the short term.

He gritted his teeth and tried his best to rush towards the crack.

The difference is so small, yet it feels like an insurmountable chasm.

Freedom was right before him, but at that moment, his body felt as heavy as if it were filled with lead, making it impossible for him to move.

"Well done, Raziel!"

Metatron's icy gaze swept over Ling Feng, a cruel smile curving his lips.

"So close! Just a tiny bit more, and you might have gotten away!"

His eyes flashed with a chilling killing intent. "You are indeed a troublesome fellow, but unfortunately, it's a real pity that you're still too green!"

Raziel was slightly out of breath; in fact, he wasn't in very good shape at the moment.

He was secretly surprised. It was just rewriting the fate of a single person, not a large-scale divine spell like the Web of Fate, so how could it have consumed so much energy!

Fortunately, the person has been captured!

Abaddon and Gabriel also breathed a sigh of relief, having blocked all of Ling Feng's possible escape routes.

it's over!
This time, that kid has no chance to escape!
"boom!"

A loud bang!
But then Ling Feng knelt down at the edge of the barrier, his forehead slamming heavily against the indestructible wall, blood streaming down his cheeks.

Unfortunately, miracles don't happen.

Even his head couldn't break through that solid barrier.

"Hahaha!"

Gabriel burst into laughter. "You think you can smash through Lord Wuzhao's barrier with your head? Do you think your head is some kind of divine artifact?"

hum!
Just then, an extremely faint and strange spiritual energy fluctuation appeared inside the barrier without warning.

Tsk-!
A piercing tearing sound rang out abruptly in everyone's ears.

Immediately afterwards, the cracks that were being gradually healed began to crack open again.

"what?!"

Gabriel's eyes widened so much that his eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

At this moment, his mind was full of questions.
Did this kid really smash through that barrier with his head?

The answer is, of course, no!
The moment that spiritual energy fluctuation appeared, Ling Feng reacted.

This aura clearly belongs to the leader of Huanglong!
It turned out that Ling Feng had sent a message to Tian Sha to retreat before the barrier was activated.

Fortunately, Tian Sha received Ling Feng's notification, which allowed him to evacuate successfully before Si You and a large number of elites from the Divine Court arrived.

After helping the Chaos Temple army complete their retreat, the leader of Huanglong immediately realized that something must have gone wrong on Lingfeng's side, otherwise he would have used the phrase "the situation has changed".

After that, Tian Sha was unable to contact Ling Feng again.

Therefore, the leader of Huanglong decided to personally go to rescue Lingfeng.

Although his strength is not among the top in the Chaos Temple.

But when it comes to the ability to escape, they are absolutely second to none!
Prior to this, the leader of Huanglong had been unable to pinpoint Ling Feng's location. It wasn't until the barrier was breached by the self-destruction of Metatron and Ziling's companion insect puppets that the leader of Huanglong finally detected Ling Feng's presence.

In other words, Ling Feng's desperate resistance was not in vain.

Otherwise, even the leader of the Desolate Dragon Clan would not be able to find him.

"No, it's impossible!"

Raziel's expression changed drastically. He stared intently at the void before him and roared, "Who is it?! Who is interfering with fate?!"

He certainly wasn't as foolish as Gabriel to think that Ling Feng's head had smashed open the barrier.

It's obvious that someone is secretly helping Ling Feng.

Moreover, the other party's abilities have actually made my control over my destiny begin to become somewhat blurred!

That was clearly the power of space and time!
"Bastard!"

Metatron's furious roar instantly resounded throughout the room.

"Who exactly is hiding here?"

The crystal scepter in his hand burst forth with a blinding white light, and his violent divine sense instantly swept across the entire space sealed by the barrier, trying to find out who dared to tamper with things right under his nose!
However, the spiritual energy fluctuations vanished like a ghost after tearing through the barrier, leaving no trace whatsoever!
This is what makes the leader of Huanglong so extraordinary.

The Time-Lapse Void allows him to appear and disappear without a trace in front of these powerful figures!

Otherwise, with his mere Judgment-level strength, how could he have resisted the encirclement and suppression by the powerful figures of the Northern Underworld Military Academy?

At this moment, Ling Feng clearly understood the intentions of the leader of Huanglong.

He certainly wouldn't miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Just as everyone's attention was drawn to the leader of Huanglong, he forcefully activated the remaining power within his body and slammed it heavily into the crack that was spreading again.

As long as we escape!
As long as we can break free from this barrier!

"Roar--!"

He let out a beast-like growl, and the remaining chaotic divine power within his body burned wildly!
He sprang up from the ground and shot out like an arrow!

"Don't think about it!"

In an instant, Metatron's furious shout echoed throughout the entire space.

"Do you think I'll give you another chance?!"

Metatron's gaze locked onto Ling Feng's figure, who had repeatedly escaped his control before.

He won't make the same mistake a third time!

Even though Ling Feng appeared extremely weak, Metatron had already anticipated the possibility that Ling Feng might try to escape the moment the crack appeared!
hum!
The crystal scepter shone brightly, and a spear of order, condensed to its extreme, instantly took shape. With a destructive will that could pierce through everything, it tore through space and stabbed straight into Ling Feng's back!
At the same time, chains of order appeared from the void around Ling Feng and began to wrap around his body.

"How does it feel to have your hopes dashed again?"

Metatron's voice was chillingly cold, as if it were coming from between his teeth, carrying an icy, bone-chilling coldness.

"If you manage to escape today, I, Metatron, will henceforth write my name backwards!"

scoff!

scoff!

The chains of order were almost binding Ling Feng's limbs.

And that terrifying spear of order, carrying incomparably terrifying divine power, was about to pierce through Ling Feng's body.

Ultimately... was it too much to ask?
"puff!"

A mouthful of blood gushed out.

In terms of cunning, he was ultimately too young compared to these old monsters.

In terms of strength, even if he used all his trump cards, it would be quite difficult to deal with one of the top three god thrones, let alone the two of Metatron and Raziel working together!

At this critical moment——

hum!
Time seemed to have been paused!

The wind stopped, the flying dust solidified in the air, and the Order Light Spear that Metatron shot out was only inches away from Ling Feng's back, but it strangely stopped moving!

Raziel's astonished expression, Abaddon's raised hand in the void, the green light flashing at Gabriel's fingertips...

Everything seemed to be frozen inside an invisible piece of amber!

Even Ling Feng remained motionless, standing still in place.

However, Ling Feng remained conscious, staring in horror at the unbelievable scene before him.

Time... has been frozen?!

Is this time frozen?
Do not!
This is not quite the same as one's own time standing still; it's more like a large-scale, spacetime freeze!

Although Metatron and the others were also unable to move, their gazes clearly showed that they were all conscious.

From this perspective, the Emperor's Eye's time-stopping ability is even more defying the heavens.

Even Ling Feng wasn't confident he could pause both Metatron and Raziel's time simultaneously.

Once the potential is activated by the Emperor's Eye, it may not only fail to achieve the desired effect, but may also instantly drain all one's power, resulting in more harm than good.

The next instant, the figure of the leader of Huanglong emerged from a hollow and silently landed beside Ling Feng.

At this moment, the leader of Huanglong had white hair and beard, and his face was weathered.

In fact, the last time Agares led the Cleric Academy in a major attack on the Martial Alliance, the time when the leader of Huanglong helped the Supreme Jade Emperor and forcibly reversed time, he had already exhausted a lot of his life force.

This time, although the leader of Huanglong had successfully condensed a divine office, he still had to pay a huge price with his life force!
"Child, let's go!"

Huanglong's voice was filled with intense exhaustion, as if every word had drained the strength of his life.

He raised his withered, bony hand and grabbed Ling Feng's shoulder!

The next instant, he stepped into the only crack in the barrier.

Similarly, as long as he escapes this barrier, he can also open a time-lapse hole and escape instantly.

However, he was too exhausted, and every movement he made was incredibly difficult.

And the time-stagnation technique he used, which consumed his life essence, began to loosen.

"You think your mere time-freezing technique can stop me? Break it!"

A cold, sharp shout seemed to pierce through the solidified barrier of time and space, suddenly exploding outwards.

Metatron's strength is terrifying!

Although he was affected by the stagnation of time and space, as the God of Order, his control over "order" reached its peak.

In other words, no matter what kind of divine authority or law it is, its effect on him will be greatly reduced!

Click!

Click!
The frozen spacetime was like a mirror that could not withstand the pressure, instantly covered with spider web-like cracks, and then shattered with a crash!
The moment the power of time lag was broken, Metatron's stagnant spear of order, like a world-destroying venomous dragon breaking free from its restraints, suddenly accelerated and thrust out with lightning speed, carrying Metatron's overwhelming rage and killing intent!
fast!
too fast!
Ling Feng had no time to react at all.

After all, the time-delaying power of the leader of Huanglong was also affecting him at this moment.

At that moment, a resolute look flashed in Huanglong's cloudy and weary eyes!
He grabbed Ling Feng's hand and exerted force, shoving Ling Feng's body violently toward the crack in the barrier in the blink of an eye!
At the same time, his withered body stood firmly between Ling Feng and the spear of order!
puff!

Crimson blood flowers suddenly bloomed!
The spear of light pierced through his body, bringing with it a cloud of bright red blood mist!
"Ugh!"

Huang Long's body suddenly stiffened, like a withered leaf nailed to the void.

His pupils gradually dilated, but he remained fixed on Ling Feng, his lips moving silently as he murmured:

“It seems my journey has come to an end… But child… you… you… you must live on…”

"Senior! No!!!"

Ling Feng's eyes were bloodshot, and he let out a heart-wrenching roar!

He watched helplessly as the cold, orderly spear of light pierced through the emaciated chest of the leader of the Desolate Dragon Clan. He watched as the white-haired old man, like a kite with a broken string, was sent flying backward by the terrifying power contained in the spear, crashing heavily onto the ground inside the barrier, splattering blood everywhere...

In an instant, his body began to tremble violently with excitement and anger.

Boundless grief overwhelmed him like a tidal wave, his heart felt as if it were being squeezed and crushed by an invisible hand, the pain so intense that he could barely breathe.

He raised his hand with trembling hands, looking at the blood of Senior Huanglong stained his palm. The scalding touch now burned his soul like a branding iron.

Although he never called Huanglong "Master", the "Primordial Creation" he cultivated was the inheritance of the Divine Desolate Emperor lineage!

In a sense, Huanglong is his master!

Now, in order to save himself, he has even sacrificed his own life!

Tears blurred his vision, and Ling Feng clenched his fists tightly, wishing he could tear Metatron and his buddies to pieces right then and there!
but……

He knew even more clearly that if he continued to stay here, Huanglong would only sacrifice himself in vain!
"I, Ling Feng, hereby swear! I will not rest until this grudge is avenged! The Judgment Council! The Priests! Metatron! Raziel! I will make you... pay for this debt in blood!"

A chilling killing intent emanated from him as if it were a tangible force. The next moment, without hesitation, he endured the excruciating pain in his soul and body and summoned the Eastern Emperor Bell.

hum!
An ancient bell tolled deep within his soul, and a teleportation portal slowly opened before him.

Ling Feng glanced back one last time, as if trying to imprint everything within that barrier into his heart. Then, he stepped into the teleportation vortex, and his figure instantly disappeared into the dark void.

Metatron and his group tried to stop them, but it was too late!

……

A quarter of an hour later.

boom!
Ling Feng's body was thrown out of a teleportation channel and crashed heavily into the Fallen Corridor outside the Fallen Prison.

At this moment, Ling Feng was covered in blood, some of it his own, and some of it belonging to the leader of the Desolate Dragon Clan...

His eyes blazed with overwhelming rage and killing intent. Then, he slammed his fists into the ground, smashing them until they were bloody and mangled. But the physical pain was nothing compared to the excruciating agony he felt deep inside.

The next moment, the skeletal guards who had been protecting the Fallen Corridor all awoke and pounced on Ling Feng.

With a flash of light, Zi Ling appeared beside Ling Feng, intending to deal with the guards.

However, Ling Feng was faster than her.

As if he had found a target to vent his anger, a flash of ghostly light appeared in his hand, and he directly summoned the Ten Directions Annihilation. Ignoring his own injuries, he charged directly into the skeleton guards and began to fight wildly.

"Kill! I'll kill you all!! Slaughter you all!!!"

He roared and slaughtered...

It was as if only in this way could the pain in my heart be relieved even a little bit.

Zi Ling gritted her teeth and could only stand quietly by her side. This was the first time she had ever seen Ling Feng so grief-stricken and so frantic.

Half an hour later!
The skeletal guardians surrounding Ling Feng had all turned to ashes and dust, leaving a scene of utter devastation!
thump!
Ling Feng slumped heavily to the ground, and the next moment...

"ah!!!--"

Finally, a roar, suppressed to its absolute limit and filled with endless grief and rage, erupted from Ling Feng's throat. (End of Chapter)