Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Immediately, the Northern Underworld General explained to Ling Feng the details of escorting the "living sample" into the inner courtyard three days later.

"At that time, the Inner Court will send two Silent Guards to verify the identities and the list of supplies. After confirming that everything is correct, they will lead the escort team through the three outermost security gates and into the handover hall. After the supplies are counted and handed over in the handover hall, the escort team must immediately exit by the same route, and the Silent Guards will take the supplies into the depths of the Inner Court."

"In other words, during the extremely short period from entering the handover hall to leaving, the escort personnel are under the 'temporary permission' state of the inner courtyard defense system?"

Ling Feng grasped the key point.

"Yes."

The Northern Underworld God of War wiped his sweat and said cautiously, "If we mix in with the live samples beforehand and then bribe the Silent Guards to turn a blind eye, there is still a chance of success."

He paused, then continued, "After all, once any living sample goes in, it's basically just a corpse. Who that corpse actually is is something they can manipulate. In the end, all they receive is a dead body. If the profit is big enough, it's enough to make these Annihilation Guards… heh…"

He smiled and did not continue.

Greed and corruption?

Ling Feng's lips curled into a cold smile. It was only natural that the Judgment Council, which had ruled the City of Calamity for so many years, would breed some corruption.

He should be thankful that these people were greedy enough; otherwise, how would he have had the opportunity?

"I understand."

Ling Feng's gaze fell on the Northern Underworld God of War again: "How much do you know about the Silent Guards who will be responsible for this handover? Is it possible to bribe them?"

The Northern Underworld Military God's spirits lifted, knowing it was his time to shine. He quickly said, "Don't worry, Master. Leave this little matter to me. As for the live samples, they are transported by the Northern Underworld Military Academy. If you wish to infiltrate them, that would be even simpler."

"very good."

Ling Feng nodded. "I'll leave this matter to you. This is something you're doing for me, and I hope nothing goes wrong."

"Understood! Understood!"

The Northern Darkness God of War nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

With a wave of his hand, Ling Feng unleashed a surge of chaotic energy, and in the next moment, the figures of the group returned to the quiet room filled with restrictions belonging to the Northern Underworld God of War.

It seemed as if everything that happened just now was just a dream.

However, the three newly formed scorching star veins within the Northern Underworld God of War's body, along with the fear and submission to Ling Feng deep within his soul, served as a stark reminder that his fate had been completely altered.

He looked at Ling Feng, who had returned to his "Long Fei" form, with a complex expression that eventually turned into deep awe. He bowed and said, "Master, if there are no other instructions, I will make the arrangements immediately."

"Go."

Ling Feng waved his hand.

The Northern Underworld God of War felt as if he had been granted a pardon and respectfully withdrew from the quiet room.

In the quiet room, only Ling Feng and Freya remained.

Freya looked at Ling Feng and said softly, "You really believe him?"

Ling Feng smiled coldly: "Whether you believe it or not is not important. What is important is that his life is in my hands, and he is a smart man who knows how to choose. Now, we need him to stand up for us."

"Ah."

Freya nodded. "In a sense, Bei Mingwu is indeed a good dog."

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. His gaze fell on the wall of the quiet room, as if piercing through layers of barriers to see the inner courtyard of the highest research institute hidden deep within the Beiming Military Academy, which was heavily guarded.

Bingqing, wait for me...

Soon, I will be able to take you away from this cage!
……

After returning to the Tianmu Temple, Ling Feng plunged into the Eastern Emperor Bell again and began his cultivation.

Although it was only a short period of less than three days, with the acceleration of the Eastern Emperor Bell, it was almost a month.

At present, the Northern Underworld God of War has already begun making arrangements, but infiltrating the inner courtyard of the Supreme Research Institute is extremely risky, and any oversight could lead to utter ruin.

He must be fully prepared and use this time to continue to improve his abilities as much as possible.

After all, his trump card—the fusion of him and Ling Zhan to become the Chaos Star Dragon God—is temporarily unusable.

Therefore, the most urgent task is to quickly understand that half-wisp of "breath of creation".

He re-entered the inner world of the Eastern Emperor Bell and arrived at the specially set-out meditation chamber.

Sitting cross-legged, Ling Feng took a deep breath, immersing his mind in his body, carefully sensing the faint trace of the dormant breath of creation.

At the same time, he took out the fragment of the Abyss Core that he had obtained from Quinn.

This item also contains some of the power of the creator god. Although its attributes lean towards the abyss, it shares the same origin as the breath of creation and may resonate in some special way, helping him to better control that elusive power.

He attempted to circulate the Chaos Origin, slowly enveloping the fragments of the Abyss Core, and then carefully diverted a wisp of his mind to guide the Creation Breath within his body, trying to establish a connection between the two.

The process was extremely slow and difficult.

The Breath of Creation, like a proud monarch, seems to instinctively reject the power of the Abyss Core.

The power of the Abyss Core is violent and chaotic, making it extremely difficult to control.

Ling Feng focused intently, using his powerful divine sense as a bridge to gradually harmonize and guide the process.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but just when he was exhausted and almost ready to give up—

hum!
A very faint, resonant sound, seemingly emanating from the depths of the soul, rang out!
The Breath of Creation and the fragment of the Abyss Core trembled slightly at the same time!
A faint yet incredibly clear connection was established between the two!
Although he still couldn't actively control the Breath of Creation, Ling Feng could clearly feel that his understanding of this supreme power seemed to have deepened slightly!
More importantly, through the Abyss Core as a "bridge," he seemed to be able to vaguely sense the vast fragments of will within the Breath of Creation. Although he still couldn't understand them, he was no longer completely clueless as before.

"It really works!"

Ling Feng was overjoyed and was about to press his advantage and investigate further.

Just then, a purple figure appeared silently beside Ling Feng.

It was Zi Ling.

She seemed to be drawn to the pure abyssal aura emanating from the Abyss Core. Her gem-like eyes gleamed with longing as she stared intently at the crystal in Ling Feng's hand, unconsciously licking her lips.

"Owner……"

Zi Ling's voice carried a hint of coquettishness, "Um... could I have just a little bit? Just a little bit! I feel it's very important to me!"

Ling Feng opened his eyes and saw Zi Ling's drooling expression, so he couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.

Zi Ling possesses the so-called "Abyss Insect Clan" bloodline and has an instinctive thirst for the power of the abyss.

He pondered for a moment. This fragment of the Abyss Core was indeed helpful for his understanding of the Breath of Creation, and he couldn't give it all to Zi Ling.

However, allocating some of the resources to nourish her might also enhance her strength, making her a great asset in the future.

"Alright, I can share some of your power with you, but don't be greedy and don't damage the crystal's essence."

Ling Feng said seriously, "Really? Thank you, Master! Master is the best!"

Zi Ling immediately beamed with joy, cheered, and ran to sit down next to Ling Feng, gazing longingly at the crystal.

Ling Feng carefully extracted a wisp of pure abyssal power from the core of the abyss and guided it towards Zi Ling.

Zi Ling immediately opened her small mouth and swallowed the wisp of dark energy into her body like a whale. Her body was immediately filled with a bright purple-black light, and her aura increased at a visible speed. A satisfied and intoxicated expression appeared on her face.

"Alright, that's all for today. Come find me again after you've fully refined it."

Ling Feng retrieved the Abyss Core and said in a deep voice.

"Oh……"

Although Zi Ling was still somewhat reluctant to leave, she obediently nodded, feeling the increasing abyssal power within her body, and became even more affectionate towards Ling Feng, "Thank you, Master!"

Ling Feng gently patted the back of her head and said softly, "Go down, I still need to continue to comprehend this power."

……

Meanwhile, deep within the mother's nest of the Hunting Mother tribe.

The heavily injured Quinn was still encased in the huge dark red cocoon. Although his aura was still weak, it had stabilized considerably thanks to the nourishment provided by the Huntress Mother, who had spared no expense in expending her own life essence.

It even faintly exudes an aura of transformation.

The Hunting Mother stood quietly before the cocoon, her eerie face showing a hint of weariness, but even more so a cold resolve.

Two crystals, exuding a strong abyssal aura, floated in front of her. They were similar in style to the one in Ling Feng's hand, but their color and energy fluctuations were slightly different.

This is the Abyss Core that she "borrowed" from the two great tribes, the "Rotten Swamp Mother Nest" and the "Molten Core Earth Core"!
With her strength far surpassing that of other insect queens and her unpredictable spatial abilities, she infiltrated the core treasure troves of the other two major tribes without causing much of a commotion.

Even though the queens of the two major tribes were furious afterward and even suspected her, they had no choice but to swallow their anger and suffer in silence for the time being, given the lack of solid evidence and their fear of her strength.

For a time, various speculations and opinions arose within the Zerg, but no one dared to question the Huntress Mother.

After all, she is the Hunting Mother!
The strongest of the six Zerg tribes is the Huntress!

"Mother……"

From within the cocoon came Quinn's weak yet yearning voice, "I feel it... such powerful energy! Quick... give it to me! Give it to me..."

A complex emotion flashed in the mother hunter's eyes, but it ultimately turned into determination.

She formed hand seals, and the vast life essence mixed with the insectoid's unique devouring power enveloped the two abyssal cores, forcibly refining them into two pure dark torrents, which were then injected into the cocoon!

"Ughhhhh!!!"

The cocoon trembled violently, and Quinn let out a roar that was a mixture of pain and pleasure. His aura soared wildly as if he had been on a rocket!
The original damaged source was quickly repaired, even surpassing its previous peak!

More complex and eerie patterns began to emerge on the dark red cocoon, emanating a chilling pressure!

"Ling Feng... just wait... once I've completely fused with these Abyss Cores... I will make you pay the price! A hundredfold! A thousandfold!!!"

Quinn's venomous roar echoed through the lair.

As the Hunting Mother watched Quinn's aura grow stronger, a hint of solemnity flashed in her eyes, but more so, a deep-seated delusion.

"Merge with me, absorb me! I want you to become stronger! To surpass that damned human!"

Her gaze hardened, and she said coldly, "Mother Night, I will never let you win against me again, never!"

……

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

That morning, Ling Feng was meditating when he suddenly received a message from the Northern Underworld God of War: "Lord Long Fei, a new batch of skeletal warriors has been prepared and you are requested to come and inspect them."

A glint flashed in Ling Feng's eyes; he knew the time to act had come.

He couldn't help but secretly admire the Northern Underworld God of War; indeed, he was cautious in his actions, and this excuse was quite good.

Without the slightest delay, he immediately took Freya and went to the Northern Underworld Military Academy again.

The God of War of the Northern Underworld was already waiting in the secret chamber. Upon seeing Ling Feng, he immediately bowed respectfully, his face showing a mixture of nervousness and excitement: "Master, everything is ready."

He took out a silver-white metal box, and when he opened it, there was a set of seemingly unremarkable gray clothes inside. The material was special and it faintly emitted a faint energy fluctuation.

"Master, please change into this 'sample marking suit'."

The Northern Underworld God of War said in a low voice, "The clothing is embedded with a special identity chip that can simulate the life characteristics and energy fluctuations of a 'living sample,' which is enough to pass through the first layer of scanning on the outer perimeter of the inner courtyard. As for the subsequent checkpoints... we'll have to rely on those two 'our own people.'"

Ling Feng took the clothes; they were icy cold to the touch, with a peculiar feel. Without any hesitation, he quickly changed into them; the clothes fit him perfectly.

"good."

Ling Feng lifted his sleeve to look at it, but didn't feel there was anything wrong with it.

"Even dressed as a prisoner, Master's charm remains undiminished!"

The God of War from the Northern Underworld grinned and gave Ling Feng a thumbs up.

"Pfft!"

Freya, standing to the side, couldn't help but chuckle and say, "Bei Mingwu, when did you become such a sycophant? I much prefer your old, unruly self!"

"Cough cough..."

The Northern Underworld God of War chuckled a few times, then carefully inspected the area again before taking a deep breath, leaning closer to Ling Feng, and lowering his voice to say, "Master, I have already bribed the two Silent Guards in charge of this handover, and they are willing to do me a favor. They will place the cage containing you at the innermost part of the group, and will try to simplify the handover process as much as possible. However, they are powerless to interfere with the situation deep within the inner courtyard. After entering the handover hall, everything... will depend on Master's own judgment."

"Good job, you did well this time, I'll remember your contribution!"

Ling Feng nodded, finding Bei Mingwu much more pleasing to the eye now.

"Serving one's master is a subordinate's duty."

Bei Mingwu nodded and bowed repeatedly, then a look of worry appeared on his face as he said in a deep voice, "Master, this matter is extremely risky. If it is exposed, the consequences will be unimaginable... My life and fortune are all in your hands! In case... in case things don't go well, I hope that when you leave Sky City, you can take me with you!"

"Oh?"

Ling Feng glanced at him, narrowed his eyes, smiled, and nodded, saying, "Don't worry, now that you've pledged your allegiance to me, I naturally won't abandon you. After this succeeds, I'll take you away from Sky City, and you'll definitely have a place in the Chaos Temple. If we fail..."

He took a deep breath, a resolute glint in his eyes: "I will not fail on this mission!"

The Northern Darkness God of War trembled and hurriedly said, "Your subordinate wishes you swift success, Master! Please believe me, Master, that your subordinate is utterly loyal and has no disloyal intentions!"

"very good."

Ling Feng patted him on the shoulder. "Lead the way." (End of Chapter)