Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Ling Feng sat cross-legged, carefully looking inward at the faint "breath of creation" deep within the primordial chaos.

It is like the first ray of light at the beginning of the universe, or the last embers at the end of all things, quietly suspended, exuding an indescribable ancient aura.

"The Breath of Creation..."

Ling Feng muttered to himself, his gaze fixed intently on the small tower floating before him. "What exactly is this? What is its purpose?"

The small tower's tentacles swayed gently, and its ethereal voice carried a hint of pride and awe: "As the name suggests, this is the primordial aura left behind by the God of Creation. It is the cornerstone of all things and the source of the laws. Possessing it means that you have gained the initial approval of the God of Creation and are qualified to become... the chosen one."

"The chosen one of God?" Ling Feng's pupils shrank, and his heart was filled with shock.

"good."

Little Tower swayed its body. "Kid, now you should know just how precious this Breath of Creation truly is. Compared to the Breath of Creation, those divine cores on the eighth floor aren't even worthy of carrying your shoes!"

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched wildly again, and he couldn't help but think of Quinn, the mutated insectoid who called himself the Son of the Abyss.

His abyssal power is so strong because it originates from the core of the abyss, and according to Night Mother and the others, that core of the abyss also seems to belong to the power of the creator god.

Ling Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly asked, "Little Tower, compared to the Abyss Core, which is stronger?"

"Humph!"

The little tower let out a disdainful sneer, "The light of a firefly dares to rival the brilliance of the moon? The core of the abyss is worthy of being compared to the breath of creation? Even if one could completely control the core of the abyss, at best one could only slightly sense the existence of the creator god, and perhaps, under certain conditions, receive a faint response from the creator god. But the breath of creation..."

Xiaota's voice suddenly became solemn: "This is the 'key' to the origin of creation! It is the proof of becoming the 'Child of Creation'! It means that you have the potential to understand, and even wield, a portion of the power of creation!"

It paused, then continued, "To put it bluntly, even if this dimensional plane completely collapses and everything returns to nothingness, as long as you possess this wisp of the breath of creation, you can remain unaffected, and even... have the opportunity to create your own world in the new chaos! At that time, you will be the god of creation!"

Ling Feng gasped in astonishment; the difference was simply worlds apart!

Wouldn't this be equivalent to becoming the "successor" of the creator god?
This is too outrageous!

"and many more!"

But he quickly calmed down and frowned: "But I don't feel any increase in power from this Breath of Creation. It's more like... a pure mark?"

"nonsense!"

The little tower said irritably, "You only stayed on the ninth floor for less than a breath, and to be able to bring out even this little bit is already a miracle among miracles! And you even had two people sharing it! This little bit of the breath of creation is so weak that it can't even manifest a trace of power! Its greatest use now is as a 'certificate' to give you that 'qualification'."

It paused, then continued, "To truly perceive and utilize the power of the Breath of Creation, you two will likely need to merge again. Your respective Breaths of Creation originate from the same source, but are incomplete because they belong to two different people. Only through merging can you temporarily complete them and glimpse their true mysteries."

Upon hearing this, Ling Feng couldn't help but shake his head with a wry smile.
So, after risking half my life, all I got was a defective ticket with a "promising future"?

However, in any case, this is an unprecedented opportunity!
It is a supreme opportunity that transcends all current power systems in the world!

"I understand."

Ling Feng took a deep breath, suppressing his excitement and slight disappointment. "Thank you for letting me know."

"Remember, this is top secret!"

Little Tower solemnly warned again, "Before you have enough strength, once you are exposed, you will face annihilation! Taiyi, that guy, will never allow a second 'Child of Creation' to appear!"

"the second?"

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched suddenly, "Could it be..."

"Figure it out yourself! My strength is about to run out!"

As the little tower spoke, its body began to become transparent, but it still seized the last moment and said in a deep voice, "Kid, the reason I helped you wasn't without ulterior motives. How about we make a deal?"

"trade?"

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched slightly. "What kind of deal?"

"When you become the true chosen one of God, I hope you can grant me my freedom and help me escape the primordial sea! In return, I will tell you how to awaken the consciousness of the creator god!"

Before the words were finished, the little tower's figure completely dispersed, turning into specks of light and disappearing.

Ling Feng was left standing there, stunned, processing this astonishing information.

Breath of Creation...

The Child of Creation...

All of this is truly astonishing.

But what did Xiaota mean by saying that Taiyi would not allow the birth of a second Child of Creation?
Could Taiyi be one of them?

But isn't he unable to enter the Tower of Myriad Manifestations?
Furthermore, as Xiaota said, Taiyi possesses a divine status that is no less than that of the being who created the Tower of Myriad Phenomena.

So, who created the Tower of Myriad Manifestations?

Furthermore, Little Tower said that if he could gain his freedom, he would tell him how to awaken the God of Creation.

Could it be that the creator god has been asleep all along?
All of this is becoming increasingly perplexing.

The next moment, Ling Feng couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

Right now, this strand of hair of mine...

Oh no, it should be half a wisp of the breath of creation, which is probably not of much use.

To uncover its secrets, it would probably be necessary to perform Chaos Fusion with Ling Zhan again.

However, something is better than nothing.

At least, the existence of this Breath of Creation gave him a glimmer of real hope for the future confrontation with Taiyi, or even more terrifying beings.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Feng cast aside all distracting thoughts and sat alone inside the Eastern Emperor Bell. He regulated his breathing for a long time until he felt that he had recovered most of his strength. Then, with a thought, he left the Eastern Emperor Bell space.

In the outside world, only three days had passed.

Ling Feng walked out of the bedroom and summoned Tianmu.

"Master, you've emerged from seclusion? Are your injuries any better?"

The phantom of Tianmu appeared and asked with concern.

"It's no longer serious."

Ling Feng waved his hand, "Where are Freya and the others?"

"The three guest ministers are all in quiet contemplation in their respective villas."

"Ah."

Ling Feng nodded, pondered for a moment, and said, "Tianmu, go and secretly invite Hawkins to my meditation room. Don't disturb anyone."

"Yes, Master!" A moment later, in the meditation room.

Hawkins, with his round, chubby figure, stood somewhat awkwardly in front of Ling Feng, his face plastered with a fawning smile, but deep in his eyes was a hint of undisguised awe and nervousness.

Things are different now. The Lord Long Fei before us is now the third highest-ranking deity and the master of the Tianmu Temple!
His power and influence were immense!

"This humble servant, Hawkins, pays his respects to the Divine Throne of the Heavenly Eye! It has been a few days since I last saw you, and your divine might is even greater than before!"

Hawkins bowed deeply, his voice trembling slightly.

Ling Feng sat upright in the main seat, his aura deep and composed. Although he tried to restrain himself, the natural majesty he exuded still put Hawkins under immense pressure.

"Hawkins, no need for formalities. Please have a seat."

Ling Feng pointed to the seat next to him, his tone calm.

"Just stand there, hehe, just stand there!"

Hawkins dared not sit down and waved his hands repeatedly.

Ling Feng didn't press the issue and went straight to the point: "Hawkins, I remember you hinted at something before, about... those two extraterrestrial visitors?"

Hawkins' pupils contracted slightly, his smile remaining unchanged, but his eyes flickered: "This... sir, as you know, some information is too far-reaching. Although I know some things, but..."

Ling Feng didn't speak, he just raised his hand and waved.

Crash-!
The dazzling light instantly illuminated the entire quiet room!
A mountain of source material dust was piled up in front of Hawkins; at a glance, the number definitely exceeded fifty thousand units!
The rich and pure divine particles spread out, making Hawkins' breathing quicken and his eyes widen instantly!
50,000 units of source material crystal dust!

This was an unimaginable fortune for him!

He worked himself to the bone, risking his life to deal in all sorts of supplies, and if he could make a net profit of five thousand units a year, he'd be lucky!
Ling Feng looked at Hawkins, who was practically drooling, and said calmly, "This is just a deposit. If your information is valuable, I will reward you handsomely."

Gulu!

Hawkins swallowed hard, his struggle instantly replaced by greed!
He looked around and lowered his voice, saying, "Since you are so kind, it would be ungrateful of me to hide it from you!"

He took a deep breath, as if making up his mind, and lowered his voice even further: "Regarding those two visitors from outer space, I do indeed know some... top-secret information!"

Ling Feng's gaze sharpened: "Speak!"

Hawkins stepped closer and said mysteriously, "The story goes back more than twenty years..."

His gaze became somewhat distant, as if he were recalling a very long-ago and secret event.

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched slightly.

This was the first time he had known the exact time when he had truly arrived in the world of miracles.

He was brought out by the leader of Huanglong, which took about a year or two.

But before that, all he knew was that he had been asleep for a long time under the control of the tribunal.

Ling Feng had no idea how long it would take.

It can now be confirmed that it has been a full twenty years!

"On that day, deep within Sky City, an extremely ancient 'Black Tower of the Gods' suddenly experienced a violent disturbance! The tower emitted an unprecedented light and resonated mysteriously with a black tower in another dimension of the universe... Yes, in the heavens!"

Ling Feng was shocked!
The Black Tower of the Gods? The Black Tower from Beyond the Heavens? Resonance?

Could it be that the Black Tower from Outer Space he mentioned is the one that Yi Ting built?

Indeed, it was through that black tower that the so-called "god" descended upon the Immortal Realm.

Hawkins continued, "That resonance was extremely brief, but it forcibly tore open a 'dimensional passage' connecting the two worlds! You must know that the Divine World has been completely sealed off since that cataclysm, and the entire world is filled with the ember tide. Even someone as powerful as Taiyi cannot escape this sealed world."

Hawkins paused, took a deep breath, and continued, "But that passage connecting the two black towers actually opened up a new route. And the appearance of that route is simply our City of Calamity's hope!"

Ling Feng remained silent.

Little did Hawkins know the price that black tower in the Immortal Realm would have paid to build it!

In order to successfully build the Black Tower of the Gods, Yi Ting used those Godly Roots to drain the core essence of one star field and plane after another.

That's how the black tower was able to recharge!

The entire process took hundreds of thousands of years!

That black tower represented hope for the miraculous civilization.

But for the Immortal Realm, it was a state of despair.

Hawkins' voice carried a hint of excitement, "My lord, you should know that after the great cataclysm, the world of Miracles we inhabit is filled with embers and dust, the environment is harsh, resources are depleted, and we are barely surviving on just a few cities plagued by natural disasters. If we can find a way to other intact worlds, we can migrate out and rebuild our Miracles civilization to its former glory!"

"So at the time, many people thought that Taiyi would lead the Judgment Council into the passage and head to the other side of the Black Tower as soon as possible."

"Then why not?" Ling Feng blurted out.

“Naturally, it’s because the passage opened by that black tower is too fragile,” Hawkins added. “That passage can only accommodate a god-level being at most.”

"I see." Ling Feng's gaze sharpened slightly. That explained why the celestial being who descended upon the Immortal Realm had not actually reached the divine level.

It's alright!
Otherwise, even if he used all the power of the entire Immortal Realm, he would still be unable to contend with a god-level being.

"It seems that the higher-ups in the clergy had foreseen the opening of this passage."

Hawkins licked his lips and continued, "So soon, Lord Wuzhao dispatched a Judgment-level Skeleton Warrior to travel through that briefly opened dimensional portal to the world where that black tower in the outer heavens is located!"

"However, no one expected that the powerful skeletal warrior was carrying a great mission..."

Hawkins' tone turned somber; he had actually failed!

"Oh?"

Ling Feng's expression darkened slightly; he knew, of course, that he had failed.

Moreover, that skeletal warrior died at his own hands!

"After all that talk, you still haven't mentioned those two extraterrestrial visitors?"

"We're about to get to that!"

Hawkins paused, his voice becoming even more mysterious: "According to the information I've gathered, before that Judgment-level expert perished, it seems he used his last strength to bring something back from that outer world... Or rather... two people!"

Ling Feng's heart skipped a beat!
Those two were him and Yu Bingqing!
What happened to those two people afterward?

Ling Feng forcibly suppressed his excitement, trying his best to keep his expression calm, and asked casually. (End of this chapter)