Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

After leaving the cell where Veronica and the others were being held, Ling Feng did not stop and went straight to another cell deeper inside the Mother Nest.

The guards here were also insectoids from the Hunting Mother tribe, but upon seeing Ling Feng, they all silently made way for him.

The cell door was opened, revealing Freya, Ryuzawa Riyue, and Er.

Of course, there's also Michael, who is seriously injured and unconscious.

Compared to Veronica's desperate curses, this cell was much quieter.

Freya leaned against the wall, her brow furrowed, as if deep in thought.

Er stood to the side, peering warily through the cracks in the cell, her eyes filled with worry, but more so with calm analysis.

Ryuzawa Riyue idly played with the ends of her hair, seemingly unconcerned about her current situation.

She had known Ling Feng's identity for a long time, so even though she was now a prisoner, she had no worries at all.

Anyway, I'll just have to play along and see how Ling Feng reacts.

Clang!

The cell door opened, and Freya immediately looked up at Ling Feng as he entered, her expression complex.

Er also turned around, her cold gaze falling on Ling Feng with a scrutinizing look.

Why does he look exactly like Ling Zhan?

Moreover, compared to Ling Zhan's icy aura, she clearly felt a more instinctive intimacy with Ling Feng's aura, stemming from the depths of her soul.

It seems as if they've known each other for a very, very long time.

Without wasting words, Ling Feng first went to the unconscious Michael and checked his injuries.

The Heavenly Killer and the Blood Queen acted with great restraint; although Michael was seriously injured, his life was not in danger.

Ling Feng transferred a wisp of pure life energy to stabilize his injuries and ensure that they would not cause further damage.

Despite their differing stances, Michael was actually quite kind to the disguised Long Fei.

In addition, this guy is not scheming and is quite loyal.

Ling Feng was also prepared to give him a chance and bring him under his command.

After doing all this, he turned his gaze to Long Ze Liyue and nodded slightly to her, "Alright, no need to hold back anymore, we can lay our cards on the table!"

"Oh?"

Long Ze Liyue blinked, glanced at Ling Feng, and a sly smile appeared on her lips.

She slowly stood up, brushed off non-existent dust, and, to Freya and Er's astonishment, gracefully walked to Ling Feng's side, even nudging him affectionately with her elbow: "Hey, you bastard, did you enjoy slapping my face with your sword just now?"

Ling Feng coughed twice and said in a low voice, "Cough cough, let's go all the way with this act!"

"Humph!"

Ryuzawa Riyue rolled her eyes, then let out a long sigh of relief, "Finally, I can be myself again. It's been so long!"

"You! Long Ze Liyue! You...you're actually in cahoots with this guy from the Chaos Temple?!"

Freya stood up abruptly, her face filled with disbelief and anger. She pointed at Ryuzawa Liyue, her voice trembling with agitation: "Speak! What is your purpose in infiltrating Sky City?"

Long Ze Liyue smiled nonchalantly, turning her gaze to Freya with a hint of mockery in her voice: "Freya, don't be so harsh. What do you mean by 'in cahoots'? Come to think of it, your relationship with this Lord of Chaos Palace isn't exactly 'good,' is it? What, are you going to deny it now?"

"You...what are you talking about?"

Freya's delicate body trembled, and she looked abruptly at Ling Feng, a look of realization flashing in her beautiful eyes, as if she had realized something.

She wasn't without her suspicions; this 'Long Fei' was somewhat questionable.

His strength and talent are too extraordinary and unbelievable.

And his incredibly abrupt "confession" back in the bottom city was clearly an attempt to conceal something.

……

When all the clues are put together, it turns out that everything was actually foreshadowed long ago.

However, she never wanted to think about it too deeply.

After all, women often find themselves involuntarily deceiving themselves.

Even if the other party might be a "liar".

At this moment, the thin veil of secrecy was pierced by Long Ze Liyue, and she could no longer escape.

She stared intently at Ling Feng's face, her voice hoarse as she asked, "You...you really are...really Long Fei?"

"Hey……"

Ling Feng sighed softly, and finally nodded, saying with a hint of apology, "Freya, I'm sorry for deceiving you for so long. The reason I infiltrated the Tribunal and used the alias Long Fei was truly out of necessity."

"You bastard! You motherfucker..."

Just then, Michael, who had been unconscious, woke up and heard Ling Feng admit his identity.

So, Long Fei is actually Ling Feng!

For a moment, Michael felt as if the sky had fallen.

His most trusted brother turned out to be his most hated nemesis!
"you you!"

Michael struggled to sit up, but the movement aggravated his wounds, causing him to wince in pain.

But his eyes remained wide open, glaring at Ling Feng, his expression twisted with absurdity and rage: "Ling Feng? Long Fei? Hahaha... I fucking... my best brother and my most hated enemy are actually the same person?! You've been playing me! You've been playing me all along!!"

Ling Feng turned to Michael, a hint of guilt in his voice, "Brother Michael, I feel equally sorry for you. But we stand on different sides, each serving our own master. Although I did take advantage of your trust at the beginning, after getting to know your character, I truly consider you a good brother!"

"Shit!"

Michael spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, but after cursing, looking into Ling Feng's sincere eyes and recalling the many times they had fought side by side, he felt a mix of emotions.

While burning with anger, I also felt a deep sense of powerlessness and absurdity.

Finally, he let out a long, bitter sigh, slumped against the wall, and fell silent.

Hate?

Of course I hate it!
But the feeling of having both the object of hatred and the object of trust overlap is indescribable.

Of course, more importantly, he couldn't win a fight, and now he was a prisoner. What else could he do?
"Feel sorry."

Ling Feng sighed softly, knowing that they needed time to process this, and turned his gaze to Er, who remained silent.

Er looked at him quietly, her eyes clear, without anger or surprise, only a little confused.

Ling Feng walked up to her and looked at her face, which was exactly the same as Yu Bingqing's. He couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness and pity.

He took a deep breath and said gently, "Er, or, I should call you... Bingqing."

Er's eyelids twitched slightly, as if she had some reaction to the name.

But she still frowned. "I think you've mistaken me for someone else!" "No, how could I mistake you for someone else?"

Ling Feng clenched his fists and said in a deep voice, "One of the most important reasons why I infiltrated the Tribunal was for you, to find Bing Qing in her whole body!"

Immediately, he stopped hiding it and simply explained his relationship with Yu Bingqing and how they ended up in this world.

Then, Yu Bingqing was judged to be split into three personalities (Mio, Yan, and Er).

He infiltrated Sky City to find an opportunity to locate Yu Bingqing's three personalities and her original self, ultimately awakening a complete Yu Bingqing.

After hearing Ling Feng's words, Er was clearly shocked beyond words.

She stared at Ling Feng in shock, recalling the gaps in her memory, and feeling an instinctive sense of closeness to him.

All of this cannot be faked.

Even more so, tears welled up in her eyes, and she looked at Ling Feng with a choked voice.

The man before me must have gone through so much before finally finding himself...

Meanwhile, Freya and Michael were still angry at Ling Feng for "deceiving their feelings," but they were also moved when they heard that he had risked his life to infiltrate the dangerous Sky City in order to awaken his lover.

This sentiment is indeed heavy.

"No wonder..."

Freya murmured, "No wonder he seemed to treat Yan and Er so specially..."

At this moment, Freya finally understood Ling Feng's seemingly incomprehensible actions.

All along, the person he's been searching for has been the same one!

"I……"

Er bit her red lips lightly, seemingly still unable to accept such shocking information.

Ling Feng gently patted her back and said softly, "Now, I have found Bing Qing's three personalities, and your original body should be in the inner courtyard of the highest research institute of the Beiming Military Academy. It won't be long before I can fully awaken you!"

"So that's why you approached Bei Mingwu!"

Freya looked at Ling Feng, and the last bit of doubt in her heart was completely dispelled.

Ling Feng turned to Freya, nodded, and said, "Freya, Brother Michael, I think you both know very well. You've also witnessed firsthand how the Judgment Council treats its own people."

“Metatron fought for the Tribunal for many years, but once he lost his value, he was nothing; as for Raziel, the God of Fate, wasn’t he also discarded like a worn-out shoe? And you God-level beings, in the end, aren’t you still no match for their direct line of the Annihilation Guard?”

"In the eyes of Siyou and his ilk, you are all nothing but tools. Following the Judgment Council, you will ultimately not escape the fate of eliminating dissidents. Look at Metatron and Raziel. Once you lose your usefulness, how do you think they will treat you?"

Instantly, Freya and Michael's expressions both darkened.

They were well aware, of course, that everything Ling Feng said was true.

To the Judgment Council, they are no longer high and mighty figures, but merely peripheral characters.

"You want us to betray the Tribunal?"

Michael clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, saying, "Do you think I'm a weather vane that sways with the wind? I, Michael, am not a spineless coward who betrays others to survive!"

"Betrayal? What can your blind loyalty get you in return?"

Ling Feng shook his head and said in a deep voice, "What do you expect in return? That the Judgment Court will discard you like a worn-out shoe? What do you expect in return? That you'll face constant suppression and humiliation? What about your pride? What about your dignity as the God of War?"

"Stop talking, I..."

Michael gritted his teeth, his resolve wavering.

“Brother Michael, Freya, perhaps the Chaos Temple is nothing more than an ant cowering in the bottom city right now, but here, at least you can truly control your own destiny, instead of becoming pawns arbitrarily discarded on someone's chessboard. I need your talent and strength, and more importantly, I see you as partners I can entrust my back to, not as tools!”

Freya and Michael fell silent.

Ling Feng's words struck a chord with their deepest anxieties.

They were not unaware of the ruthlessness and infighting within the tribunal.

However, the loyalty and sense of belonging they had developed over a long period of time gradually made them feel numb.

Now that Ling Feng has laid bare their beliefs, a huge crack has appeared in their convictions.

Should we seek refuge with the Chaos Temple?

This is undoubtedly a heretical act.

but……

Is it really worth continuing to work tirelessly for the ruling committee?
Seeing the intense internal struggle on their faces, Ling Feng knew that the time was right; pushing them too hard would be counterproductive.

He softened his tone: "I don't need your immediate reply. You can take your time to consider it. You are safe here for the time being."

Just then, a Zerg guard strode to the cell door and roared in a hoarse Zerg language, "Human, Her Majesty the Huntress summons you to the main hive at once!"

What's meant to happen will happen!
Ling Feng's gaze sharpened. He had almost killed Quinn not long ago, and now that the Hunting Mother had received his message and appeared in her nest, she hadn't attacked him immediately, which was already quite restrained.

"Okay, I'll go right away!"

He took a deep breath, glanced at Freya and the others, and said in a deep voice, "Think it over carefully. I hope to hear your answers when I return."

After saying that, he glanced at Er again, pondered for a moment, and then put her into the Eastern Emperor Bell and sent her to Mio's side.

Mio explained to her that their situations were similar, and that it should be much more effective.

After doing all this, Ling Feng didn't linger any longer, turned around and strode out of the cell.

Long Ze Liyue quickly followed, whispering, "Hey, Ling Feng, be careful! That Quinn claims to be the son of the Hunting Mother. You hit the little one, and now the old lady is coming for you!"

"Ha ha……"

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, "It's alright, we'll just deal with whatever comes our way."

As he spoke, he glanced at Long Zeliyue again and continued, "I'm sorry to trouble you to stay here for a while longer. I'll have Shaotian and the others guard the vicinity, and those insectoids won't dare to cause any trouble."

Although it was Queen Silvermoon who ordered the imprisonment of these members of the Tribunal, the ordinary Zerg warriors' greed for human flesh was ingrained in their very bones.

Ling Feng was also afraid that these Zerg might do something reckless and ruin his plans.

After all, he had other plans for Veronica and the others.

……

Soon, led by the Zerg guard from the Hunting Mother tribe, Ling Feng met a Zerg queen whose appearance still bore some mantis-like features.

Her name is Empress Kazenagi.

Empress Fengnagi stared at Ling Feng with her scarlet eyes, which seemed to carry a hint of murderous intent.

The next moment, a flash of purple light appeared, and Zi Ling automatically materialized, releasing the aura of a top-tier insectoid bloodline. Empress Feng Naqi trembled, her gaze towards Zi Ling filled with apprehension.

"Humph!"

Zi Ling scoffed disdainfully, "You dare to harbor murderous intent towards my master! If this weren't Hunting Mother's territory, I would have torn you to pieces first!" (End of Chapter)