Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

"I want to challenge the Second God's Throne!"

Ling Feng's voice wasn't particularly loud, but it was like a thunderclap from the heavens, suddenly exploding in the silent arena!
In an instant, the entire Meteorite Ring fell into a deathly silence.

All eyes, whether on the throne of the powerful being perched atop the sacred pillar, the imposing guards of the Silent Guard in the preparation area, or the tens of thousands of spectators in the circular stands, were all fixed in disbelief on the proud black figure standing there.

It even made people think they were hallucinating.

what did he say?
Is he going to challenge for the second divine throne?

Metatron, the God of Order?!

After a brief silence came an uproar and commotion like a volcanic eruption!

"Has he gone mad? Who does he think he is? How dare he even dare to challenge Lord Metatron?"

"My God! That guy... does he even know what he's saying?"

"That's the second divine throne! Second only to Lord Wuzhao!"

"Although he's very capable and made great contributions in the bottom city, this is just too much..."

"Commendable courage, but this is practically suicide!"

"..."

An uproar erupted in the audience of the seatless Jingyu.

Serik, Aisha, and other clergy members who were acquainted with Ling Feng were dumbfounded, while Hawkins' mouth gaped open, and the fat on his chubby face trembled.

They thought that even if Ling Feng were to challenge, his target would be at most the fourth or fifth God Throne. Who would have thought that he would directly point his spear at the supreme second God Throne!

In the preparation area, the few Silent Guards who had been resting with their eyes closed and whose auras were the deepest and most obscure suddenly opened their eyes. Their cold gazes pierced Ling Feng like a physical object, carrying a hint of scrutiny and surprise.

Unexpectedly, this kid from the No-Seat Quiet Domain took the lead and challenged Metatron first.

Even they, when using that forbidden power, wouldn't dare say they could defeat Metatron.

But in terms of the rules, they got the better deal.

By using a strategy of attrition warfare to continuously wear down Metatron, there will be an opportunity to dethrone him from his godhood.

However, this is not a 100% certainty.

That kid really has some nerve.

That's not a big deal, but if he's too weak and fails to wear down Metatron, wouldn't that be like handing him a victory for nothing?

Damn it!
Several former God-level powerhouses, who had recovered somewhat from their severe injuries and coma, had already returned to the arena.

At this moment, everyone was looking at Ling Feng with utter shock.

"Has that kid gone mad?"

Abaddon, the God of the Void, clenched his fist. "Even if he killed Ares instantly within the Detour Star Path, it was only because of the special advantage of the Detour Star Path with the power of the Star God. How dare he become so arrogant as to think he can challenge Lord Metatron?"

"This is a good thing!"

Gabriel grinned, "With that kid's abilities, isn't it just like handing Lord Metatron a victory for free!"

"Yes, yes, that makes sense!"

Abaddon also realized, "In that case, Lord Metatron will only need to face four captain-level Annihilation Guards next."

Freya and Sariel, who know Ling Feng better, do not think so.

Since he dared to challenge Metatron, perhaps his strength has truly reached that level.

At least, we have already begun to be able to compete with them.

Unexpectedly, this kid has made such rapid progress in less than a year since joining the Clergy.

"If he can secure the position of the second god..."

Freya murmured softly, then shook her head, "Impossible, that's probably impossible!"

Unfortunately, Michael was still unconscious. If he were awake at this moment, he would probably be the only one in the entire arena who would loudly cheer for his "Brother Longfei".

"Are you out of your mind?"

Long Ze Liyue, who was closest to Ling Feng, stared wide-eyed.

That brat, he's really been holding back something big!

But that's Metatron!
The second divine throne, the God of Order, is Metatron, second only to Wuzhao in the Divine Court!
"Hehe...hehe..."

A disdainful laugh, filled with endless coldness, came from the Second Holy Pillar, breaking the commotion.

Metatron slowly stood up, his pure white divine robes fluttering without wind, and the divine light of order flowing around him became even more dazzling.

He looked down at Ling Feng at the entrance of the arena, his golden eyes now filled with undisguised mockery.

It's one thing for that woman, Si You, to be eyeing my position.

he?
What makes a newcomer who has only been in the clergy for less than a year so capable?
In an instant, a surge of anger swept through his heart.

This was anger directed at Si You, but at this moment, Ling Feng had undoubtedly run into the line of fire.

"Well done, these young people these days have quite the nerve."

Metatron appeared to be praising Ling Feng, but his tone carried a chilling undertone that seemed capable of freezing one's soul.

He tilted his head slightly, as if examining something utterly ridiculous and pathetic: "Long Fei, you have rendered some merit and even been summoned by Lord Wu Zhao. But this is no reason for you to lose your mind and indulge in wishful thinking! Who gave you the courage to believe... that you are qualified to stand before me?"

The overwhelming divine power, like a tangible tsunami, crashed down on Ling Feng, attempting to crush him completely and make him kneel down in humiliation.

However, Ling Feng stood ramrod straight, enduring the terrifying pressure head-on.

He slowly raised his head, his gaze calmly meeting Metatron's imposing stare, a faint smile even curving his lips.

"qualifications?"

Ling Feng smiled coldly and looked at Si You. "Lord Si You, according to the rules of the challenge, do I have the qualifications?"

Si You's gaze sharpened slightly. Although Ling Feng's challenge for the second divine throne was not something she had expected.

But she also wanted to see where this guy got the audacity to be so bold!
"of course."

Si You nodded. "The God Seat Challenge allows any participant to challenge any seat."

"so."

Ling Feng smiled coldly, "Lord Metatron, you are indeed the Second God, unapproachable, but do you really intend to challenge the entire Divine Court and the rules set by Lord Wuzhao?"

"you!"

Metatron gritted his teeth in hatred, "Don't try to pin this on me! Fine, you want to challenge me? Then I'll see just how much you're worth!"

Ling Feng laughed arrogantly, "Lord Metatron, you've been sitting in that position for too long, so long that you've forgotten that it's a position for the strong!"

"A strongman? How dare you call yourself a strongman in front of me? Utterly arrogant!"

Metatron's smile vanished instantly, replaced by a cold, angry expression. "Since you insist on courting death, I will grant your wish!"

He turned to look at Si You and said coldly, "Lady Si You, since someone is so eager to die, let's begin!" Si You's face, shrouded in black robes, showed no emotion. She gave Ling Feng a deep look, her gaze seemingly trying to see right through him.

Was his challenge to Metatron a foolish display of arrogance, or... a sign of some real reliance?

"Challenge in effect."

Si You's voice remained calm and even, "Second God Throne, Metatron, accepts the challenge from challenger Long Fei. Both parties, enter the arena."

hum-

The largest central arena barrier suddenly lit up, its light thicker than ever before, clearly having been specially reinforced to withstand higher-level battles.

This reinforcement was specifically done for Metatron.

The power of the second god-seat expert is far beyond what ordinary god-seat experts can compare to.

Metatron snorted coldly, his figure transforming into a streak of light, instantly appearing in the center of the arena. Holy radiance shone down, making him appear like a true god descending to earth, his majesty inviolable.

Ling Feng then calmly walked into the barrier step by step.

With each step he took, his aura intensified, and beneath his radiant gold armor, his body seemed to be slowly awakening with billions of stars, exuding a restrained yet boundless power.

The two faced each other from afar, one radiant and majestic;

One who is as still and unfathomable as a mountain.

The atmosphere was extremely tense, like a battle about to erupt!
"Game start!"

Si You's voice was like the tolling of a war bell.

Almost the instant he finished speaking, Metatron moved!

He didn't even bother with words; he just wanted to crush this arrogant challenger with absolute power in an instant and maintain his unquestionable authority as the second god!

"Order Oracle: Shackles of Restraint!"

Metatron raised his hand and pointed, and his words became law!
In an instant, countless golden chains formed from pure divine light of order appeared in the void. As if they had a life of their own, they wrapped around Ling Feng from all directions. Ancient runes were engraved on the chains, radiating an absolute will to suppress everything!

Its speed was so fast that even most of the clergy present could not catch it.

He wanted to finish the fight in one blow, leaving Ling Feng no chance to struggle!
A gasp rippled through the audience, as if they could already foresee the horrific scene of Ling Feng being instantly subdued and crushed.

"How can an ant shake a tree!"

"That kid asked for trouble!"

"He is no match for Lord Metatron!"

"That's right!"

However, faced with this divine oracle that was as swift as lightning and contained terrifying binding power, Ling Feng's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his footwork suddenly became mysterious and unpredictable!

"Star Arts: Flowing Light and Shadow!"

In an instant, his body seemed to transform into an elusive ray of starlight, rapidly weaving and flashing through the gaps in the dense golden chains. Each movement perfectly avoided the chains' entanglement, his actions flowing smoothly as if he had already anticipated all the attack trajectories!
The chains of order, strong enough to easily imprison ordinary first-level clergy, couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes!

The hundred days of seclusion inside the Eastern Emperor Bell were definitely not in vain.

In addition to the method of opening star veins, the "Star God Creation Manual" also records many more powerful star techniques.

Ling Feng is now a completely different person, having mastered many powerful star techniques of the ancient star spirit race.

This is one of the reasons for his confidence.

Those audience members who were shouting that "Long Fei" would be instantly defeated were now completely stunned, their faces burning with embarrassment.

"Hmm? Ancient Star Techniques? It seems that your acquisition of the Star Spirit lineage's inheritance during your circuitous star path was not unfounded!"

A flicker of surprise crossed Metatron's eyes, but it quickly turned into a deeper chill. "Indeed interesting, but that's all! Oracle of Order, Judgment of Light!"

He clasped his hands together, and a massive golden spear, formed entirely from the divine light of destructive order, instantly materialized. The spearhead gleamed with a terrifying sharpness that could pierce through all things and judge everything. With a piercing shriek, it tore through space and stabbed straight into Ling Feng's chest.

Extremely fast speed and extremely powerful force!
Ling Feng's pupils contracted slightly, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

"Star God Power: Condensate!"

With a low shout, he crossed his arms in front of him, and the power of the Chaos Star God within his body suddenly erupted. The Radiant Gold Saint Cloth shone brightly, and countless tiny star runes flowed rapidly on the surface of the Saint Cloth, as if a miniature starry sky had been condensed in front of him!

Boom! ! !

A deafening roar shook the heavens.

The spear of judgment slammed into the starlight shield, and a violent energy shockwave raged wildly, causing the entire barrier to shake violently and flash with light!

Ling Feng's body trembled violently, and he staggered back seven steps, each step leaving a clear footprint on the hard arena floor. His arms holding the shield felt slightly numb, and his blood surged.

But he managed to withstand the blow!
Although the Star Shield was covered in cracks, it did not break!
"What?! He actually caught it?"

"To withstand Lord Metatron's spear of judgment? How is that possible!"

"How can his strength be so great?"

The entire audience erupted in uproar once again; almost no one could believe their eyes!

How could someone who has only been a member of the Clericate for a year actually be able to stand up to Lord Metatron?
This is simply a fantasy.

But it happened right under everyone's noses!
Metatron's contempt finally vanished completely, replaced by genuine seriousness and... astonishment!
"It seems I underestimated you!"

Metatron's eyes sharpened. "Your hidden strength is far greater than what you've shown! But that doesn't change anything! Before absolute order, all unorthodox methods are futile!"

"Order Oracle: Eternal Heaven!"

He raised his hands high, and the void behind him suddenly split open, revealing a colossal gate of light, inscribed with countless angelic images and legal texts!

Behind the door was an endless and vast divine power of order, surging like a boundless ocean!

"Descend, torrent of order!"

Metatron pointed, and a torrent of golden water poured out from the Gate of Heaven!

That torrent was no ordinary stream of water, but a destructive energy torrent formed by countless runes of order, divine lightning of judgment, and divine light of imprisonment!
Wherever the torrent passes, everything that exists will be completely annihilated!

This was a wide-ranging, destructive divine spell that covered almost the entire arena.

There is no hiding!

There is no way to avoid it!

"That kid's finished!"

"Lord Metatron is getting serious!"

"Lord Metatron only showed mercy to that kid because he was a newcomer, but this time, he's finished!"

"If you still refuse to admit defeat, you'll only face death!"

"..."

Faced with this terrifying and overwhelming attack, which was like a natural disaster, Ling Feng took a deep breath. Instead of fear, his eyes burned with fierce fighting spirit!

Beneath this fighting spirit lies a deep-seated killing intent!
In today's battle, he will surely kill Metatron and avenge the leader of the Desolate Dragon! (End of Chapter)