Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

"If you stay rational, you can live a little longer."

A barely perceptible smile curved at the corner of Wu Zhao's lips, seemingly quite satisfied with Ye Mu's pragmatism.

Immediately, he stopped looking at the Zerg and simply beckoned to Yu Bingqing with his finger.

In an instant, an invisible force enveloped Freya and Yu Bingqing in her arms.

Freya tried to resist, but faced with Wu Zhao's absolute power, she couldn't even muster a trace of divine power. She could only watch helplessly as Yu Bingqing slipped from her arms and floated lightly toward Wu Zhao.

"No! This can't be! Ling Feng risked his life to save her!"

Freya let out a desperate cry.

However, no one could stop it from happening.

Sariel, who was closest to Wu Zhao, didn't even have the courage to look him in the eye under Wu Zhao's terrifying supreme divine power.

As for Zi Ling, she was held down tightly by the Silver Moon Empress and the Blood Queen, who were afraid that she would anger Wu Zhao again and things would get out of control.

The next moment, Yu Bingqing fell into Wu Zhao's hands again and was casually tossed to Si You, who was standing to the side.

He nodded in satisfaction after sensing the pure and vast Chaos Origin within Yu Bingqing's body.

His whole plan was to use Yu Bingqing as a vessel for the Chaos Origin to plunder the Chaos Divine Authority that Ling Feng had painstakingly condensed.

The reason why Ling Feng was taken out of the laboratory by the leader of Huanglong was not a coincidence.

They have already verified that, using a clone of Ling Feng, one can at most reach the level of Ling Zhan.

Although Ling Zhan's Chaos Dragon God power is, to some extent, almost on par with Ling Feng's original body.

However, it is not the chaotic origin that Taiyi needs.

Now, everything is done.

The entire world of miracles is about to undergo a brand new transformation.

Before long, they will no longer have to cower in the small city of natural disasters.

The iron hooves of the tribunal will eventually trample the entire starry sea!
"let's go."

Wu Zhao spoke calmly, and with a flick of his sleeve, he was about to take Si You and the remaining members of the Silent Guards away.

"Wu Zhao! I'll kill you!!"

Zi Ling, acting like a madwoman, let out a hysterical roar, but was held back tightly by the Silver Moon Queen.

"Ziling, I understand how you feel, but... it's all meaningless now. Ling Feng is dead!"

The Silver Moon Queen spoke in a low voice, her eyes filled with grief, but she knew even more clearly that even the Night Mother was no match for Wu Zhao.

What can Ziling do?

Wu Zhao paused, turned around, and gave Zi Ling a cold glance.

With just one glance, Zi Ling felt as if she had been struck by a heavy hammer, spitting out another mouthful of blood, her breath growing increasingly weak.

"If you have the ability, I am right here. Do as you please."

Wu Zhao's voice was devoid of any emotion, and he also sensed a trace of abyssal power in Zi Ling.

This force, however, can also be considered a potential danger.

If we can resolve this together, then it won't be a problem.

"Wu Zhao!"

But the Night Mother stepped forward and said coldly, "As the supreme god, I hope you can keep your word!"

"Humph!"

Wu Zhao sneered, then his figure flickered and he disappeared into the torn spatial rift with Si You and his subordinates, as if they had never existed.

All that remained was a devastated battlefield and a group of disheartened losers.

Before long, the crack in the sky slowly closed, but the oppressive atmosphere did not lessen at all.

Looking at the devastated battlefield and her grief-stricken subordinates, Night Mother sighed deeply: "Let's go back... and reconsider our plans."

"Take a long-term view? Hahaha!"

Suddenly, the Hunting Mother burst into maniacal laughter, staring intently at Zi Ling and the Night Mother. "Night Mother, the human you favored is dead! It seems that the last hope of our insect race is my son Quinn! He is the son of the abyss, and only he is our last hope to turn the tide."

"Hmph, Quinn?"

Upon hearing this, Zi Ling abruptly raised her head, her eyes flashing with deep-seated hatred and an almost cruel pleasure. She hissed, "Child of the Abyss? That piece of trash was torn to shreds by the master long ago! Not even a trace was left! You still want to find him? Then go to hell and look for him!"

"What did you say?"

The Huntress's eyes widened in shock. She had been so focused on dealing with Wu Zhao that she hadn't noticed Quinn's death. Now that the battle had stopped, she carefully sensed her surroundings and discovered that the blood connection between her and Quinn had been completely severed!

She could no longer sense Quinn's presence!

"What?!!"

The hunting mother was struck dumb, her body trembling violently, her eyes instantly turning bloodshot. "No! Ling Feng, how dare you kill my son! I will kill you!!!"

The extreme grief and anger almost drove the Hunting Mother to the point of losing her mind completely. A frenzied aura erupted from her body. She needed to vent, she needed to kill!
However, Ling Feng is dead, and she can't even find anyone to take revenge on.

"You old hag! If it weren't for Quinn, how could Master have been injured, and in the end, he wouldn't have died at the hands of that bitch Si You!"

Zi Ling was instantly filled with rage, glaring at the Hunting Mother, "Don't think I'll be afraid of you just because you're old and ugly!"

"Bastard!"

The hunting mother was even more furious and slashed at Ziling with a palm.

Night Mother's expression changed, and she immediately took action to suppress Hunting Mother, who was on the verge of going berserk, and shouted sharply, "Hunting Mother! Calm down!"

"Lady Night Mother, what are we waiting for? Let's kill this old hag together!"

Zi Ling's eyes flashed with murderous intent, clearly placing half of her hatred for Ling Feng's death on the Hunting Mother's lineage.

That's enough!

Mother Ye sighed, "What's the point of saying anything more now that things have come to this?"

Both Ling Feng and Quinn were chosen by her and Hunting Mother as candidates to deal with the so-called "End of the Hour".

Now that both candidates are dead, the last hope lies with Zi Ling, who possesses the bloodline of the "Abyssal Insect Clan".

Mother Ye gave Ziling a deep look and couldn't help but sigh.

"Let's talk about it after we go back first."

She took a deep breath, gazed at the sky, and murmured to herself, "Next time, we'll probably have to face Taiyi!"

Upon hearing the name Taiyi, even the Hunting Mother immediately calmed down a bit.

After a long pause, she coldly said, "Night Mother, neither of us won the gamble with Apollos! From this moment on, I no longer need to obey your orders! The Six-Party Alliance is dissolved!"

After saying that, she flung her robes, glared fiercely at Ziling, and then her figure vanished into the horizon.

The foster mother hesitated for a moment, but quickly turned to look at the Night Mother and said calmly, "Night Mother, our tribe is not as strong as you and the Hunting Mother. You should sort out the alliance matter yourselves first! Farewell!"

None of these ruling insect queens are simple-minded.

Before seeing the results clearly, one will naturally not blindly take sides.

With the departure of the Huntress and the Broodmother, the Zerg Six-Part Alliance naturally crumbled. "The end is near, these short-sighted fools..."

Mother Ye clenched her fists, but ultimately hesitated to speak.

"let's go……"

She sighed softly, then turned to Freya and the others, and said calmly, "Although you are Ling Feng's companions, you are, after all, human, and I'm afraid you cannot survive in the Abyss Zone for long. I will not take you with me."

"Thank you for your kindness, Senior Hunting Mother..."

Freya sighed softly, "We have our own place to go."

"That's good."

Mother Ye nodded slightly, then looked at Zi Ling, only to see Zi Ling slumped on the empty ground where Ling Feng had disappeared, tears streaming down her face. She couldn't help but sigh again.

"Silver Moon, you stay and keep her company."

Having said that, he took the Blood Queen and the other Zerg Queens and flew away.

The winds of the Abyss Zone, carrying the acrid smell of embers and the stench of blood, swept across the ravaged land.

Freya and Sariel supported each other, their eyes filled with confusion and sorrow.

Bei Mingwu shook his head and sighed, "Now that Ling Feng is dead, the Zerg will no longer protect us. Let's all go our separate ways!"

He shook his head, then looked intently at Yang Ning and Heath, and said calmly, "Professor Yang, would you two like to come with me, or go with Freya and the others?"

"This……"

Yang Ning and Heath exchanged a glance, and finally Yang Ning spoke up: "If the God of War does not despise us, my master and I are willing to follow you!"

"Alright."

Bei Mingwu nodded, then clasped his hands in a fist salute to Zi Ling and the other girls, saying, "Farewell, everyone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his armor emitted a whirring sound as the springs turned, and the dark gold suit transformed into a heavy armored vehicle.

With a roar of engines, Bei Mingwu led Yang Ning and his apprentice away towards the stable area.

They have now defected from the Tribunal, and they don't have many options left.

Perhaps only by heading to the bottom city can they possibly prolong their lives.

However, with their excellent technical skills, they will eventually be able to make a name for themselves.

After watching Bei Mingwu and the other two depart, Freya gritted her teeth and said, "The world is vast, but without Ling Feng, I really don't know where to go..."

After pondering for a long time, she finally took a deep breath and slowly said, "Let's change our appearance and go to the Dragon Abyss relay station to join Michael. It's a good thing Ling Feng let him continue to lie low..."

"So Michael is also..."

Sariel shook his head, never expecting that even the God of War, Michael, had been turned by Ling Feng.

"But, is Master really dead...?"

Just then, Zi Ling murmured softly, "I always felt that Master couldn't have died so easily..."

"Hey……"

Freya sighed, "We all saw your master blown to bits. Although we don't want to believe it, we have to accept reality."

Zi Ling's eyes reddened again, and tears fell in a steady stream, dripping onto the scorched earth.

Freya and Sariel exchanged a glance. Freya stepped forward and gently patted her shoulder, saying softly, "The concentration of embers and dust here is too high. Sariel and I are not your insect race after all, so we are afraid we cannot stay here any longer. We must take our leave now!"

Ziling seemed not to hear, and just sat there blankly, hugging her knees.

"Hey……"

Freya and her companion sighed softly, nodded to the Silver Moon Queen, and then flew away together.

Their armor was somewhat damaged, and lingering in the Abyss Zone for an extended period was hardly a wise move.

"Hey, Ziling, let's go too..."

The Silver Moon Queen looked at Zi Ling's lonely figure and felt a pang of pity.

With tears welling in her eyes, Zi Ling gritted her teeth and said, "I want to stay here with Master a little longer. I believe in him... he will definitely come back! He definitely will!"

……

Sky City, deep within the Taiyi Forbidden Zone.

This is an absolutely forbidden area that even the Twelve Divine Thrones must strictly approve before they can set foot in. It is the energy core of the entire Divine Academy and even the entire Sky City.

Wu Zhao, carrying Si You and Yu Bingqing who was still unconscious, passed through layers of energy barriers and finally stopped in front of a vast light curtain composed of pure dark red energy.

Behind the light curtain, the outline of an incredibly magnificent yet extremely blurry shadow could be vaguely seen.

It seemed to be integrated with the entire forbidden zone, and its mere existence exuded a supreme pressure that transcended all things.

Faced with this overwhelming pressure, even someone as powerful as Wu Zhao unconsciously lowered his head slightly, revealing a look of awe.

"Lord Taiyi, your subordinate has successfully completed the mission. Ling Feng has been confirmed to be completely annihilated, both in body and soul. As for the container of the Chaos Origin, it has also been brought back."

Wu Zhao bowed respectfully to the shadows behind the light curtain and reported, his voice echoing in the empty forbidden zone.

The light screen rippled slightly, and a peaceful, weathered thought, seemingly composed of countless superimposed sounds yet strangely unified and harmonious, resonated directly in the depths of Wu Zhao and Si You's souls.

"Thank you for your hard work, Wu Zhao."

"Serving the superior is my duty!"

Wu Zhao bowed deeply, his attitude humble, even subservient.

The next moment, that wisp of thought swept over Si You and slowly said, "Si You, you look quite badly injured."

Si You immediately felt a warm current envelop his entire body, and the origin that had been almost shattered by the phantom of the Chaos Star Dragon God began to rapidly reassemble.

She immediately knelt on one knee, her voice tinged with excitement and lingering fear: "Thank you for your concern, Lord Taiyi! I was incompetent and almost ruined everything! That Ling Feng... his last stand before his death was truly... truly beyond my imagination!"

"Oh?"

Taiyi's thoughts seemed to stir slightly. "The wounds on your body retain a trace of... rather peculiar power. It is not pure destruction, but more like... the afterglow of the beginning of creation."

Si You dared not conceal anything and quickly described in detail how Ling Feng transformed into the illusory image of the Chaos Star Dragon God and the power of that illusory image's palm strike.

"He's actually taken this step...?"

Taiyi's thoughts lingered for a moment, then turned into a faint exclamation of praise, "Remarkable comprehension and talent. If you hadn't interrupted in time, this child might have truly reached that level. Unfortunately, he ultimately lacked a bit of luck and time."

As Taiyi spoke, a soft, dark red light enveloped Siyou.

Si You felt a sense of relief throughout her body. Her injuries were mostly healed within a few breaths, and even her depleted divine essence instantly became abundant.

"Thank you very much, Lord Taiyi!"

Overjoyed, Si You kowtowed again, his reverence for Taiyi reaching its peak.

Seeing this, Wu Zhao was also alarmed. He stepped forward and gently pushed Yu Bingqing toward the light screen: "Lord Taiyi, the container is here. Ling Feng is dead, and the Chaos Divine Origin he condensed should have returned completely to the container. Please check it, my lord."

In an instant, a more condensed dark red light shot out from the light screen and spun around Yu Bingqing.

Wherever the red light flowed, the pure and vast chaotic origin within Yu Bingqing's body became clearly visible, like a flowing galaxy.

However, a moment later, a hint of displeasure was clearly revealed in Taiyi's voice: "Wuzhao, this Chaos Origin... is incomplete!" (End of Chapter)