Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

at the same time.

On the other side, Ling Feng, along with Zi Ling and Quinn who had been captured, were heading upwards along the passage opened up by Apollos.

Finally, a glimmer of light appeared ahead and quickly expanded.

"puff--"

The next moment, the three of them were as if they had been spat out of a giant abyss mouth, bursting out from a crack in the ground and crashing heavily onto the already ravaged ground.

The choking dust and the scorching air rushed into Ling Feng's lungs, but it gave him a strange sense of "freshness".

At least, they've seen the light of day again.

"let's go!"

Immediately afterward, Ling Feng, without even having time to catch his breath, grabbed Quinn's shoulder, gave Zi Ling a low shout, and the radiant golden armor on his back flashed, condensing into slightly dim wings. Without hesitation, he flew away in a direction far from the canyon.

Zi Ling immediately flapped her tattered crystal insect wings and followed closely behind.

Only after flying a great distance away, completely away from the collapsed canyon area, and no longer sensing the slightest trace of Apollos's presence, did Ling Feng slow down slightly, but the vigilance in his eyes remained undiminished.

He chose a relatively secluded natural depression made of huge animal bones to land in.

"Owner……"

Zi Ling was slightly out of breath, looking at Ling Feng's still solemn expression with some confusion. "Why did we run so far? Wasn't Apollos already defeated by us?"

"I'm afraid not."

Ling Feng sneered, his gaze sweeping warily over the desolate and lifeless surroundings. "Never underestimate an ancient being. Its apparent weakness and wretchedness may just be a disguise."

He recalled that at the last moment, those strange tentacles that Apollos summoned were the same tentacles that had dragged them into the ground.

Since Apollos could still control those tentacles, how could he possibly be so weak and defenseless?

Perhaps, the God-Slaying Spear, which contains the power of the Chaos Star God, does indeed pose a certain threat to him.

Perhaps he was suffering the backlash of the laws of the gambling prison.

Or perhaps, from beginning to end, he was just playing with himself...

Ling Feng didn't know the truth, but he was certain of one thing—

That gambling spirit Apollos is definitely more elusive than I have seen!

However, he was unclear about Apollos's true purpose.

"Heh... You're scared already?"

Quinn's face was full of disdain, showing no awareness of being a prisoner. Instead, he mocked, "If it weren't for my cooperation, what right would you have to bargain with Apollos? I'm your savior, so you'd better release me now!"

"Shut your stinky mouth!"

Zi Ling kicked Quinn hard in the butt without any hesitation, ignoring him and staring intently at Ling Feng, "Master, what do we do next?"

"In short, this place is not safe to stay for long. Let's hide for a while!"

Ling Feng no longer hesitated. He took a deep breath and summoned the Eastern Emperor Bell with a thought.

"Eastern Emperor Bell! Open!"

hum!
The ancient and desolate sound of the bell seemed to echo from the depths of time and space, and a phantom image of a giant, illusory bell enveloped the three of them.

The next moment, space distorted, and their figures vanished from their original spot.

……

After a while.

Fallen Prison, Wasteland of Gods' Remains.

At a glance, grayish-white bone sands flew everywhere, and the enormous, mountain-like skeletons of unknown gods and demons stood silently, forming an eternally desolate land.

But for now, it's the safest place Ling Feng can think of.

After all, this place falls within the Night Mother's sphere of influence.

The next moment, a flash of light appeared, and the figures of Ling Feng and his two companions appeared in the eye sockets of a giant skull.

"We should be safe here for now."

Ling Feng breathed a slight sigh of relief, his tense nerves relaxing a little.

If you escape directly using the Eastern Emperor Bell, even Apollos probably wouldn't be able to pinpoint your location.

Furthermore, the Fallen Prison itself is the core of the Night Mother's domain, and no matter how far Apollos's reach is, it is difficult for him to directly extend his influence there.

"Damn it!"

Quinn leaned weakly against the bone wall, looked around, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, and then burst out cursing, "What kind of hell place have you brought me to?"

"A place that will make you behave."

Ling Feng glanced at him coldly, then said to Zi Ling, "Keep an eye on him."

After saying that, he sat down cross-legged, quickly swallowed a few pills, and began to circulate his internal energy to regulate his breathing. He needed to recover from his injuries as soon as possible.

After all, although Apollos compensated him with three times the life force, Ling Feng's injuries from the previous fierce battle with Quinn were not light.

Furthermore, given the long delay, if the problem isn't resolved thoroughly soon, it may leave lasting damage.

However, the trip was not entirely fruitless.

First, Apollos's three times the life force seemed to allow Ling Feng to touch upon another, higher level.

Even the star veins within his body have been condensed several times over.

Then there's the inheritance orb, which resembles the "Crown of Inheritance".

It contains the power to create a prison of gambling.

If I were to master this ability, I might be able to ambush a powerful figure like Metatron when he is caught off guard.

He had not forgotten how the leader of the Wild Dragon had died a tragic death at the hands of Metatron.

He will make Metatron pay this debt tenfold, a hundredfold, a thousandfold, ten thousandfold!

This gambling prison itself is a form of "torture".

About half an hour later, Ling Feng slowly opened his eyes, his eyes regaining their sharp light, and his condition had basically fully recovered.

He has even surpassed his previous peak performance.

He slowly stood up, walked step by step to Quinn, and looked down at him.

“Now, we can have a proper talk, Son of the Abyss, Quinn.”

Ling Feng stared at Quinn; he was hiding far too many secrets.

"Master, I think he's full of bad intentions, we might as well just kill him!"

Although they were both Zerg, Zi Ling disliked Quinn intensely.

Especially since Quinn had previously severely injured Ling Feng.

This has crossed Zi Ling's red line.

If Ling Feng hadn't stopped her, she would have twisted Quinn's head off long ago.

"There's no rush yet."

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly, comforting Zi Ling for a few moments before staring at Quinn again and asking coldly, "What exactly is your background? What is that purple scale on your heart? You call yourself the 'Son of the Hunting Mother' and the 'Son of the Abyss,' and I'd like to hear what the specific meanings behind these titles are."

Quinn raised his head. Although Ling Feng had sealed his source power with a special method, he showed no resentment on his face and coldly mocked, "Hmph, human, do you think you have control over everything?"

"A noble Child of the Abyss would submit to an ant like you? Don't dream! Some secrets are not for lowly lifeforms like you to pry into. With your methods..." "Kill you?"

Quinn gave a cold laugh, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes, "You can't do anything to me!"

"Oh? Really?"

Ling Feng suddenly laughed, a chilling smile playing on his lips. "Noble Child of the Abyss, your memory seems to be failing you. You seem to have forgotten something."

He deliberately dragged out his words, slowly raised his hand, and a wisp of dark red energy, composed of countless tiny runes, began to condense at his fingertips.

It was that inheritance orb!

Although Ling Feng has not yet fully refined it, it is enough to initially unleash a trace of aura to frighten Quinn.

Sensing that familiar presence, Quinn's face turned deathly pale, his pupils contracted sharply, and his body even trembled uncontrollably as he cried out, "No! You can't! Stop!"

"What, you remembered?"

Ling Feng grinned.

His experience in the Prison of Gamblers, especially the extreme pain and despair of having his life essence extracted by the Soul Eater Thread, had clearly become the deepest nightmare in his heart.

And Ling Feng now possesses the same ability.

His eyes flashed with a cold light as he stared coldly at Quinn. "It seems you miss that place. I'll let you experience it more deeply!"

The energy at Ling Feng's fingertips pulsated slightly, as if it could construct another gambling prison at any moment.

"wait wait wait!"

Quinn gasped.

He panicked.

Ling Feng's lips curled into a sneer. "Then tell me what I want to know, or I don't mind 'playing' a few more rounds with you. Trust me, my rules will be more 'fair' than Apollos's."

Quinn's psychological defenses finally crumbled at this moment.

He gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, his eyes filled with humiliation and fear. After struggling for a long time, he finally roared through gritted teeth, "You're ruthless! You're ruthless!!!"

"Say!"

Ling Feng's eyes sharpened, but he secretly chuckled to himself.

Even he hasn't been able to fully master the method of opening the Gambling Prison in such a short time.

It seems that Apollos left a very deep shadow on Quinn!
“I am the son of the Hunting Mother.”

After a long pause, Quinn finally spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse, "But it wasn't a natural birth in the strict sense. Rather, it was a mutant created by my mother, the Huntress, using the power of her own bloodline. She wanted to use it to fuse with the 'Abyss Core' and thus control the power of the Abyss. In a sense, I am not her offspring, but a part of her."

Ling Feng's gaze narrowed slightly: "The Core of the Abyss? That is, that purple scale?"

"good."

Quinn nodded. "But the scale on my heart isn't whole..."

Ling Feng seemed to be deep in thought, and was about to ask further questions when—

boom!
A loud bang, and it exploded suddenly!

The enormous skull of the god and demon they were hiding in was cleaved in two by an unparalleled and terrifying force.

In an instant, the bones shattered, and bone dust filled the air!
A massive spatial rift, its edges shimmering with a sinister purplish-black light, like a hideous scar, forcefully tore through the space of the Fallen Prison, abruptly stretching across the heavens and earth!

Immediately afterwards, a vast and powerful pressure, filled with savagery, plunder, and extreme ferocity, surged out from the crack as if it were a tangible force, instantly enveloping the entire Divine Remains Wasteland.

Ling Feng and Zi Ling were struck as if by a heavy blow. They groaned and their bodies instantly became extremely stiff, as if they were being suppressed by hundreds of ancient sacred mountains, making even breathing extremely difficult.

Quinn was taken aback at first, then felt the resonance of the bloodline that shared his origins. His face instantly lit up with wild joy, and he shouted excitedly, "Mother... Mother?! It's you, Mother! You've come to save me! Hahaha!!!"

From within the crack, a massive and eerie figure slowly descended.

The upper body of the cold and beautiful woman contrasts sharply with the lower body of the enormous spider, which is covered with sharp bristles and strange patterns.

Eight segments, like giant spears, pierced deep into the ground, causing the earth to tremble with every step.

His cold, indifferent compound eyes swept across the entire room, finally settling on Quinn before turning to Ling Feng, filled with indifference and scrutiny.

It was none other than the Hunting Mother!

Ling Feng was shocked. He forcibly activated the power of chaos and the power of the star god. His golden holy armor burst out with brilliant light, and he barely managed to stand firm under the terrifying pressure, protecting Zi Ling behind him.

He stared intently at the Hunting Mother, horrified: she had actually managed to forcibly tear apart the space of the Fallen Prison and descend directly there?!
What kind of terrifying strength is this? !
"Useless trash! Shut up!"

The hunting mother spoke, her voice chilling to the bone.

Quinn's noisy voice immediately disappeared, and he lowered his head, not daring to utter a single word.

However, the hunting mother's gloomy eyes were now coldly fixed on Ling Feng.

The immense pressure suddenly surged, even causing the bones in his body to creak and groan under the pressure.

Her legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

This was not out of fear on Ling Feng's part, but rather because his body was beginning to be unable to withstand such terrifying pressure.

Is this a powerhouse on par with the Night Mother?

Thinking about it this way, Mother Night was too "gentle" to me before.

"Human, return him to me, and I may spare your life."

As the Huntress's icy voice rang out, Ling Feng felt the air around him freeze, his bones creaking under the pressure. Yet, he still held his head high, one hand gripping Quinn's throat, and sneered through gritted teeth, "You can try!"

He was well aware, of course, that there was a vast gap between himself and that hunting mother.

But this is the territory of the Night Mother.

"Do you want to die?"

The Hunting Mother seemed to have lost her patience. She slowly raised one of her giant spider forelegs, its sharp tip gathering a chilling purplish-black energy, and pointed it at Ling Feng. "I'll only give you three breaths!"

Although Apollos had instructed the Hunting Mother not to harm Lingfeng.

But this does not mean that the Huntress would humbly beg a human.

As long as you don't go too far, that's fine.

And just as that destructive energy was about to erupt—

"Hunting Mother!"

A voice, equally cold yet imbued with supreme majesty and fury, seemed to emanate from the depths of hell, instantly dissipating some of the terrifying pressure brought by the Hunting Mother.

"How arrogant you are! Trespassing into my Divine Remains Wasteland, spouting nonsense, and attacking my 'guest'—do you think I don't exist?"

Space fluctuated once more, and endless gray-white deathly energy gathered, causing the Night Mother's blurry yet enormous figure to slowly coalesce amidst the swirling bone sand.

Instantly, the terrifying auras of the two insect queens collided violently in the sky above the God's Remains Wasteland, causing the entire space to distort violently, as if it would collapse completely at any moment!
coming!

finally come!

Ling Feng felt a sense of relief wash over him and let out a long breath; his clothes were completely soaked with cold sweat.

If Mother Night doesn't come soon, his body will really fall apart.

Following closely behind were the Silver Moon Empress, the Blood Queen, and the Crimson Night Empress…

One by one, the Zerg queens that Ling Feng was familiar with also descended with the Night Mother, followed by a dark army of Zerg, and quickly flew to Ling Feng and Zi Ling's side.

It's almost fair to say they mobilized their entire force. (End of Chapter)