Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 4762 The Breath of Creation!

Time ticked by, and the atmosphere at the entrance to the secret treasure vault grew increasingly heavy.

Si You stood still like a statue, his gaze beneath the mask fixed on the core area of ​​the teleportation vortex.

Captain No. 1 of the Silent Guard stood silently to the side, like her shadow, devoid of any life force.

Finally, just before the three-hour time limit was about to expire, two faint lights suddenly shone from the long-silent core of the vortex!
hum! ——

Immediately afterwards, the huge starlight vortex at the entrance of the secret treasure vault suddenly lit up. The light flashed and disappeared in an instant, and two figures staggered out of the vortex and were "spit out" and crashed heavily onto the hard ground.

As the light faded, two disheveled figures were revealed.

It was Ling Feng (Long Fei) and Ling Zhan!
At this moment, Ling Feng's face was as pale as paper, his breath was extremely weak, his clothes were torn and stained with blood, and his whole body was trembling slightly, even his standing was a little unsteady.

Ling Zhan was in no better condition. His face was also deathly pale, his dark golden dragon eyes were dull and lifeless, and his dragon aura had almost completely dissipated. He had to lean on the ground with his dark golden dragon spear to barely support his body.

The moment the two appeared, they immediately attracted everyone's attention.

After all, they were the only Divine Throne powerhouses to enter the top level of the treasure vault.

"Heavenly Eye Throne, Bloodlust Throne, you have emerged!"

Immediately, a deity stepped forward to greet them, but upon seeing the two in such a miserable state, their eyes were filled with surprise and doubt.

Even these two monster-level guys were injured like this.

"How was it? Pretty good haul, huh?"

The newly appointed Ninth God Throne, Song Meng, stared at Ling Zhan and asked.

This person had fought Ling Zhan many times among the Silent Guards. At first, Ling Zhan was far inferior to him, but gradually, he not only caught up with him, but eventually left him far behind.

Therefore, he was quite convinced of Ling Zhan's abilities.

"Yes, we've already made tremendous gains in the lower and middle levels. The top level of that treasure vault must hold unimaginable opportunities!"

Another woman with a very hot figure quickly approached the two of them. She was wearing a bright red dress, but the dress was relatively revealing, showing off her beautiful figure to everyone.

This woman is the newly appointed Fifth God, named Veronica.

Her figure is comparable to Freya's, but unlike Freya's sexy and charming style, Veronica is more hot and sexy.

However, Ling Feng still felt that Freya was more beautiful.

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, without saying anything more.

Just then, Si You appeared in front of the two of them in a flash.

His deep gaze swept over the two of them, lingering especially on Ling Feng for a moment, before he slowly spoke: "It seems the trials in the top-level area are indeed extraordinary. Have you two gained anything?"

Ling Feng raised his head, forcing a bitter smile that was more painful than crying, and said in a hoarse voice, "Lord Si You... to be honest, we... have gained nothing."

He paused, took a few deep breaths, and continued, "The top level is called the Myriad Manifestations Tower. The tower is fraught with danger, and is guarded by four divine generals whose strength is terrifying. Even though Bloodlust God Throne and I joined forces and did our best, we still couldn't defeat those four divine generals. In the end, we couldn't even break through the teleportation array leading to the real treasure trove. We were only forcibly teleported out at the very last moment of the three-hour period."

His words were filled with exhaustion and resentment, and his face was full of frustration. He spoke as if it were the truth, and his acting was impeccable.

Si You frowned slightly, then turned her gaze to Ling Zhan: "Bloodthirsty God Throne, what about you?"

Ling Zhan had now completely reverted to his previous cold, empty, puppet-like demeanor. He lowered his head slightly and replied in a completely flat voice, "Reporting to Lord Siyou, the situation is as the Heavenly Eye Divine Throne described. The four divine generals possess strange powers and cooperate seamlessly. Although we tried our best, we were still unable to pass the test."

Si You remained silent for a moment, his gaze beneath the mask deep and unfathomable.

She carefully examined the two of them and found that they were indeed severely damaged and had not yet recovered from serious injuries; their auras were undeniable.

Moreover, as a clone created in a laboratory, she was confident in her ability to control Ling Zhan.

"That's fine."

Si You finally spoke calmly, his tone revealing neither joy nor anger, "The opportunities at the top are extraordinary. Even Lord Wu Zhao went through countless life-threatening experiences to obtain them. It is already remarkable that you were able to survive and be teleported out alive. Since you have returned empty-handed, there is nothing we can do but go back and recuperate."

She waved her hand, signaling that everyone could leave.

The gods bowed to Siyou and took their leave, each returning to their own temple.

Ling Feng also cupped his hands in greeting to Si You before staggering away, seemingly suffering from severe injuries.

Just before he left, Ling Feng's gaze inadvertently swept over the figure wearing a pure white mask who had been standing quietly beside Si You.

This person has a very special aura, and his strength is probably even greater than Ling Zhan's.

Moreover, he was clearly wearing the uniform of the Silent Guard, and was obviously a member of the Silent Guard.

He didn't appear during the previous God Throne ranking challenge. Could it be that he is the number 1 of the Silent Guards?
Captain Number 1's gaze also fell on Ling Feng. The eyes behind the mask were calm and expressionless, yet they gave Ling Feng a strange chill.

This person's aura was extremely restrained, like an abyss, unfathomable.

Ling Feng felt a chill run down his spine; indeed, the Silent Guards were full of hidden talents.

After everyone had left, Si You slowly turned around and looked at Captain Number 1: "Number 1, how credible do you think Long Fei's words are?"

Captain Number 1 remained silent for a moment before slowly replying, "Ling Zhan's feedback is consistent with his. Ling Zhan's soul imprint did not show any abnormalities. Moreover, the injuries and source energy depletion of the two of them cannot be faked. The dangers of the top-level area far exceeded expectations, so their failure is understandable."

Si You nodded slightly, but her fingers tapped lightly under her black robe: "I don't know why, but I feel that Long Fei's aura has undergone a very subtle change, but I can't quite put my finger on what it is."

"Perhaps it was caused by fluctuations in one's fundamental nature due to severe injuries."

Captain Number 1 calmly said, "Lord Siyou, there's no need to worry too much. The end is approaching, and the Zerg are our biggest obstacle. The closer we get to the end, the more frequent the Zerg's actions will become. That Quinn has already gained momentum; we must be on guard!"

"Yes."

Si You gazed into the distance and said no more.

……

Tianmu Temple.

Surrounded by his subordinates, Ling Feng finally returned to his temple.

He had barely arrived at the palace gates when Freya, Ryuzawa Riyue, and Sariye had already prepared a banquet, waiting for his return.

However, the three women were taken aback to see Ling Feng return in such a disheveled and weak state, and they quickly went to greet him.

"Long Fei! How did you get so badly injured?"

Freya's beautiful eyes were full of worry as she stepped forward and took Ling Feng's arm.

"The trials at the top level... are they really that terrible? Even you were so badly injured?"

Long Ze Liyue also frowned.

Sariel immediately took out a healing potion: "Quick, take this life potion first!"

Ling Feng waved his hand, forcing a tired smile: "It's nothing, just a minor injury. I'll be fine after a few days of rest." "That's good."

The three women breathed a sigh of relief, while Freya's eyes darted around as she looked Ling Feng up and down.

"You brat, tell me, what good stuff did you get in the top-floor vault?"

She narrowed her beautiful eyes and continued, "Over the years, only Lord Wu Zhao has had such an opportunity. If you also obtain the treasure at the top, wouldn't you catch up with Lord Wu Zhao very quickly?"

"Don't even mention it!" Ling Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly. "This time, apart from getting a severe beating, I can say I gained absolutely nothing!"

"Nothing gained?"

The three women exclaimed in unison, their faces filled with disbelief.

"With your abilities, how come you couldn't pass the test?"

Freya found it unbelievable.

Ling Feng shook his head with a wry smile, roughly repeating what he had said to Si You before, and finally sighed, "In the end, we were too weak. We couldn't even enter the real treasure trove before we were kicked out. It's already a miracle that we survived."

His explanation was reasonable and his expression was appropriate. Although the three women felt regretful, they couldn't bear to ask any more questions when they saw his appearance, and they quickly helped him into the temple.

The atmosphere at the banquet was somewhat somber.

The three women originally wanted to celebrate Ling Feng's ascension to the third divine throne and his acquisition of the top-level opportunity, but they never expected it to turn out like this.

"It's alright, Long Fei."

Freya poured Ling Feng a full cup of spiritual wine and comforted him, "Even if you didn't get the top-level treasures, you are now the third-level god and have received the private treasury of the God of Fate, Raziel. Your foundation is already far beyond that of ordinary god-level beings."

"Yes, there's plenty of time."

Ryuzawa Rie also said softly.

Sariel silently pushed all sorts of delicacies in front of Ling Feng.

Ling Feng felt a warmth in his heart. After drinking a few cups with the three women, he excused himself, saying that he needed to rest due to his injuries, and got up to leave the table.

Watching Ling Feng's departing figure, Long Ze Liyue couldn't help but tease, "Someone's plan to get that kid drunk has failed, hasn't it?"

"Pooh!"

Freya spat lightly, her pretty face slightly flushed, "Who wants to get him drunk! I think you're the one who's going to!"

"Giggle."

Sariel smiled and said, "Are you guys really that thirsty?!"

"Pah, pah, pah! You're the one who's thirsty!"

Hearing the three women's conversation from afar, Ling Feng couldn't help but shudder.

Goodness, thank goodness I was injured this time, otherwise I would have been eaten!
……

Before long, Ling Feng returned to his bedroom. With a wave of his hand, he activated all the powerful isolation barriers and illusion arrays that had been set up around him. After ensuring that everything was foolproof, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The next moment, the weak and tired look on his face vanished instantly, replaced by...

An barely suppressed excitement!
Of course, there was also a lingering fear.

With a thought, he directly entered the inner space of the Eastern Emperor Bell.

Only here is it absolutely safe.

"call……"

Only now did Ling Feng truly breathe a sigh of relief. Recalling the thrilling final moments on the ninth floor of the Myriad Manifestations Tower, he still felt lingering fear.

It turned out that at that time, he and Ling Zhan transformed into the Chaos Star Dragon God, and with their last bit of strength, they finally managed to force their way into the teleportation array on the ninth floor.

However, the moment they stepped into that area representing "creation civilization"—

It was a sight and feeling that transcended all cognition, all imagination, and all language!

Indescribable!

It's as if there's no space, no time, no matter, no energy...

Or perhaps, all concepts have not yet been born, or perhaps all concepts have already ended!
It was as if the beginning and end of the universe coincided there; it was absolute "nothingness" and also "somethingness" containing all possibilities!
In just that brief moment, the Chaos Star Dragon God's powerful body began to disintegrate from the most basic particle level!
Their consciousness seemed to be completely annihilated by that primordial chaotic torrent!
Forget about finding treasure, they can't even maintain their own existence!

One second!
Or perhaps it won't even last a second!

Just as they were about to completely dissipate into the Origin Point of Creation, a gentle yet incredibly powerful force suddenly enveloped them, forcefully pulling them out of that absolute "nothingness"!
It's actually the Tower Spirit Tower!
Using the power of the Myriad Origin Tower itself, it forcibly intervened and sent them back to the eighth floor!

Even so, both of them still suffered unprecedented injuries and were almost on the verge of death!

But it was precisely in that instant when he was pulled back that Ling Feng's soul seemed to touch upon some indescribable "mark," or rather...

Is it a "key"?
He believed that Ling Zhan must have felt the same way!
Taking a deep breath, Ling Feng slowly raised his hand, concentrating his mind.

The next moment, in his palm, light and shadow particles rapidly converged, eventually condensing into a palm-sized, transparent jellyfish-shaped tower spirit.

It is indeed the small tower!

"Thank you for saving my life."

Ling Feng stared intently at the small tower. The moment he escaped from the ninth floor, he was almost completely destroyed, and his original power was reduced to less than one-tenth.

If it weren't for Xiaota's intervention, he and Ling Zhan would have suffered such severe injuries that they probably wouldn't have been able to make any progress for at least a hundred years.

"Hmph, if you hadn't actually stepped into that realm, do you think I would have made a move?"

The little tower's two tentacles were wrapped around its chest like arms. "Kid, you got that thing, didn't you?"

"That thing?"

Ling Feng took a deep breath and asked the question he was most concerned about, "It does seem like I received some kind of instruction, but what exactly is it? I only feel like it's some kind of mark."

"Kid, you knew it!"

The little tower was startled at first, and after a moment of silence, it slowly said, "What you brought back from the ninth floor is the 'Breath of Creation.' Although it is only a tiny wisp, it has already been integrated into your primordial chaos."

The Breath of Creation!

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched suddenly.

He subconsciously looked inward at his own chaotic origin and sure enough, he found that in the deepest part of that hazy chaotic energy, there was a faint and strange aura!

Although it was faint, it seemed to have caused his entire chaotic origin to undergo some kind of higher-level transformation!
The same must be true for Ling Zhan!