Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

In an instant——

The crimson moon in Ru Feng's hand, carrying all the power she gained by burning her life, transformed into a breathtakingly beautiful arc of blood-red light, slashing fiercely at the deepest crack on the ancient bronze bell!

Almost at the same time, Quinn's wisp of vengeful spirit also clearly sensed a great threat.

Suddenly, he let out a silent roar, ignoring Freya and the others, and in a flash, he appeared directly in front of Rufeng.

"Roar!--"

With a roar, it opened its mouth and spat out a black ball of light the size of a fist, which was filled with extremely pure abyssal power. It struck first, piercing her chest.

"Pfft!"

The sounds of flesh tearing and bones shattering rang out.

Ru Feng felt an indescribable chill and deathly stillness sweep over his internal organs.

She could even clearly hear the sound of her sternum cracking.

"cut!"

She gritted her teeth and, before Quinn's attack could fully erupt, unleashed the crimson moon blade, finally slamming it down heavily onto the ancient bell!

clang!
The bell rang, and in an instant, the violent impact of Quinn's attack sent her flying.

Scalding hot blood gushed from the horrific wound on his chest and from his mouth, turning into a chilling blood mist, most of which splattered onto the ancient bronze bell that was just inches away!

"Wind chimes!!!"

"Like the wind!!!"

Freya, Yan Jinghong, Han Tian, ​​and Jianlu cried out in alarm almost simultaneously, filled with heart-wrenching terror and despair.

Freya's eyes widened in fury, and golden divine light surged forth as she frantically shattered the entangled tentacles, trying to rush forward, but was held back by even more newly grown tentacles.

Yan Jinghong struggled to get up, but the movement aggravated her injuries, causing her to spit out another mouthful of black blood. Han Tian, ​​bound by tentacles, could only let out a furious roar of resentment.

The donkey was so anxious that it spun around in circles. In the end, amidst its contradictions and hesitations, it leaped towards Rufeng.

"Damn it, this divine beast is going to die! Anyone who dares to hurt my niece, this divine beast will fight them to the death! Aaaaaah!!!"

With a roar, the cheap donkey transformed into a black whirlwind and charged directly at Rufeng.

At this moment, Ru Feng was still staring intently at the ancient bronze bell, watching as his all-out attack was strangely swallowed up little by little by the bell.

after all……

Am I still unable to do anything?

"clang!!!!!"

Another bell rang.

This time, however, there was no impact whatsoever.

Moreover, this time the bell was no longer the low and eerie hum of before, but a clear and loud sound, as if it had been sleeping for countless years and had been suddenly awakened!

In the next instant, a pure and cleansing power, purifying the impurities, suddenly spread out from the ancient bell!
An incredible scene happened!

"Buzz!"

The ancient bronze bell, entangled in black grime and constantly oozing the power of the abyss, suddenly trembled!
Wow!
In an instant, a dazzling golden light shone out, instantly dispelling the black mist that lingered on the surface.

Incomparably dazzling, incomparably magnificent!
Under the golden light, the surrounding abyssal power seemed to be completely dispelled.

Even the twisted abyssal tentacles quickly contracted and hid beneath the dark pool.

"what!--"

Quinn's vengeful spirit let out a painful scream, as if burned by the blinding golden light.

Freya and the others, however, were completely unaffected, and even felt that most of the embers and dust in the air had been dispersed.

Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, a golden beam of light shot out from the ancient bell, directly enveloping the dying Ru Feng.

A warm, vast, and vibrant power, like a mother's embrace, instantly enveloped her.

The terrifying wound on her chest, corroded by the power of the abyss, was visibly expanding under the golden light!

The abyssal death energy that had invaded the body was like a nemesis. Even the weakness caused by directly burning the power of life essence and opening the Eye of the Blood Wrathful Emperor was quickly soothed by this warm power.

Ru Feng slowly opened his eyes, feeling the warm power within his body, and raised his palm in disbelief.

What exactly happened?

She stared blankly at the ancient bell that radiated golden light.

A sense of resonance, originating from the depths of one's blood, incredibly intimate and familiar, surged through the entire body like a tide.

The heart pounded powerfully in the chest cavity, creating a strange resonance with the hum of the ancient bell.

"This is... Father's scent?"

She murmured absentmindedly, tears blurring her vision without her noticing.

At the same time, the changes on the surface of the ancient clock are even more astonishing.

The dark rust covering the surface of the ancient bell peeled off in a rustling sound, like ice and snow under the scorching sun, quickly melting away to reveal the original shape of the bell.

Neither gold nor jade, it presents a warm, dark gold color. The patterns of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, flowers, birds, fish, and insects carved on the surface of the ancient bell are clearly visible, flowing with a mysterious Taoist charm.

The next moment, the bell began to shrink rapidly, transforming from a three-meter-tall giant bell into a palm-sized, exquisite and simple bell, its entire body radiant with light.

call out--

The little bell transformed into a golden ray of light and instantly flew to Ru Feng's side. It circled her merrily a few times, emitting an affectionate buzzing sound, before gently landing on her outstretched palm.

The bell was slightly warm, conveying a sense of intimacy, like blood ties and a deep, harmonious bond.

Without any incantation or ritual, this mysterious ancient bell has automatically recognized her as its master!
"The Eastern... the Eastern Emperor Bell?! This is the Eastern Emperor Bell!"

A scream that was almost piercingly loud burst out from the donkey's wide-open mouth.

Its eyes widened in disbelief as it stared intently at the small, spinning bell in Ru Feng's palm. "This... isn't this Ling Feng's natal magic weapon?! How... how did it get here? And in this terrible state?!"

"Donghuang Bell?"

Freya was also stunned. She looked at the small bell that was radiating immense pressure and suddenly realized.

No wonder I vaguely felt that this ancient bronze bell looked somewhat familiar, but its aura was completely different.

But at this moment, after dispelling the power of the abyss, the ancient bell regained its golden light, which was the true appearance of the Eastern Emperor Bell!
This is Ling Feng's magic weapon, the Eastern Emperor Bell!
and many more!

As if struck by a thought, she abruptly turned her head, her gaze fixed intently on Ru Feng, Yan Jinghong, and Jianlu, her voice almost trembling, "What...what is your relationship with Ling Feng?!"

Ling Feng's natal magic weapon actually automatically recognizes "Wind Chime" as its master?
This is no coincidence!

Before Ru Feng could reply, another unexpected event occurred!
After recognizing its master, the Eastern Emperor Bell seemed to be fully activated, and the bell body trembled slightly.

clang! ——

The melodious chimes rang out again, and in an instant, a visible ripple of chaotic color spread out from the center of the bell.

Ripples swept across the Yin Pool, and the churning black water, containing terrifying abyssal power, was instantly evaporated like snow melting in the warm sun.

Those wildly twisting abyssal tentacles couldn't even struggle before these chaotic ripples; they were instantly annihilated, turning into wisps of black mist that spread outwards.

Immediately afterwards, the ripples surged towards Quinn from all directions, completely enveloping and sealing him off.

It seemed to be revenge for the years he had been bound by Quinn, or perhaps it was to vent his anger on behalf of his new master, Rufeng. "No!!!"

Quinn's vengeful spirit let out a final, resentful roar.

The abyssal power that had been painstakingly absorbed and accumulated over the years was instantly stripped away and drained, turning into streams of black air that rolled back and disappeared into the Eastern Emperor Bell.

Quinn, with only a wisp of resentment remaining, was certain to die due to the loss of the Abyss Core.

Unexpectedly, Ling Feng also died from his body exploding soon after. Because he had devoured the Abyss Core, the Eastern Emperor Bell also absorbed some of the Abyss Power.

Quinn's lingering resentment began to pursue that abyssal power, and by chance, he captured the Eastern Emperor Bell in this underground pool.

If he could completely absorb the remaining abyssal power within the Eastern Emperor Bell, he might have had a real chance to make a comeback in two or three years at most.

But at this moment, he no longer had the chance.

In the blink of an eye, Quinn's lingering vengeful spirit vanished completely, leaving no trace.

The underground cave fell into a deathly silence in an instant.

Only the Eastern Emperor Bell, suspended in Ru Feng's palm and humming softly, emitted a gentle yet majestic light, illuminating the astonished and bewildered faces of the crowd.

The abyssal tentacles disappeared, the Yin Pool calmed down, and the suffocating abyssal aura and resentment vanished.

It was as if everything that had just happened was just a dream.

"The knot... is over?"

The tentacles that had been wrapped around Han Tian's body had long since turned to ashes with Quinn's death. He slumped to the ground, panting heavily, looking at the small bell, then at Ru Feng, his mind a little blank.

Yan Jinghong leaned against a rock, looking at the Eastern Emperor Bell with a complicated expression.

Having refined his natal magic weapon to such a powerful level, one wonders just how powerful Ling Feng has become.

Could it be that they've really reached the pinnacle of this world?

At the same time, Freya withdrew her divine power and slowly landed, but the shock on her face could not be calmed for a long time.

She walked step by step to Ru Feng, her gaze shifting back and forth between Ru Feng's pale face and the small bell.

After a long while, she took a deep breath and slowly spoke, "Wind Chime... no, perhaps I should call you Ru Feng. Who exactly are you? And why can you use Ling Feng's Eastern Emperor Bell?"

As the wind carried the Eastern Emperor Bell, feeling the warmth and protection emanating from it, a myriad of emotions welled up within me.

She looked up at Freya, the captain of the guild who had taught her for two years. Her eyes were filled with urgency, doubt, and a hint of... rather complicated emotions.

"My name is Ru Feng, Ling Ru Feng."

Ru Feng took a deep breath and straightened his back. "Ling Feng is my father."

"hiss!"

Despite having suspected it beforehand, Freya still couldn't help but gasp when she heard Ru Feng admit it, her golden eyes instantly surging with intense emotions.

She stared intently at Ru Feng's face, as if trying to find more familiar features.

"You...you are his daughter?"

A hint of disbelief flashed in Freya's beautiful eyes. She never expected that guy would have such a grown daughter!
"Hey hey hey!"

The lowly donkey, however, came over at that moment, its donkey eyes darting between Freya and Rufeng, and then a look of sudden realization appeared on its face.

He raised his forelegs and gently patted Rufeng's shoulder. "Tsk tsk tsk, niece, it seems your father not only left you a powerful treasure, but also found you another stepmother! Flirting with women everywhere, just like that kid's style, no doubt about it! Hahaha!"

"Pooh!"

Freya glared at the donkey, annoyed. "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll castrate you!"

The donkey instinctively squeezed its hind legs and quickly retreated several steps.

That tigress might actually be capable of doing something like that.

After all, they are of divine rank!

"Uncle Donkey! What nonsense are you talking about!"

Ru Feng rolled his eyes at the cheap donkey, then looked at Freya with some eagerness, "Master, do you know my father?"

She gritted her teeth and continued, "I'm sorry we lied to you, we actually came from a very, very far place..."

"I know……"

Freya took a deep breath. "Since he is a visitor from outer space, and you are his daughter, you naturally come from a plane outside the world of miracles."

She gritted her teeth, a hint of reluctance flashing in her eyes, but finally said through gritted teeth, "I do know your father, and I could be considered his ally."

"Then where is he now?"

Ru Feng was immediately excited. She had been trying to find clues about her father, but she never expected that Captain Leisa, who had always been by her side, would actually know her father.

Moreover, their relationship seems to be more than just ordinary!
Freya shook her head and sighed softly. The truth seemed somewhat cruel to a girl who had been searching for her father for many years.

But that is the truth.

She gave Ru Feng a deep look and said in a deep voice, "Do you remember what I told you before about Quinn, the Son of the Abyss? Quinn was killed by your father. Three years ago, in this area!"

Ru Feng's gaze sharpened. She wasn't stupid; she could also discern some clues from Freya's expression and tone.

Moreover, how could a natal magic weapon be separated from its owner unless it is in a life-or-death situation?
Freya's expression was grave as she continued, "After that battle, although your father killed Quinn, he also fell into a deep sleep because he had used some kind of forbidden power. But then, he was hunted down by the Inquisition. He did this to save us..."

Freya immediately told Rufeng and the others everything that had happened that day.

"what?"

Upon hearing that Ling Feng had been completely annihilated, the scoundrel jumped up.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, how could that guy be dead?"

The donkey was filled with disbelief. "That guy is Ling Feng! I don't believe it! This divine beast absolutely does not believe it!"

Yan Jinghong was also startled, and suddenly clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

Han Tian's face turned deathly pale, and he murmured, "Uncle Ling... he's fallen?"

As if struck by lightning, Ru Feng swayed violently and almost lost his balance.

Her eyes widened as she stared intently at Freya, her lips trembling, but she couldn't utter a single word.

Father...is dead?
And it was a complete annihilation of both body and soul?

No... how could this be?
He traveled thousands of miles, crossing countless planes, searching desperately for his father's whereabouts, but he never expected this outcome!
"Bullshit! Nonsense!"

The scoundrel grabbed Ru Feng's shoulder and roared, "Niece, don't listen to her! Ling Feng is like a cockroach, he's incredibly tough! He's survived countless near-death experiences! Even if he dies, even if he's completely destroyed, he'll come back! He definitely will!"

"I can't believe he's really dead!"

Freya's voice was filled with suppressed pain and a faint glimmer of hope, "The reason I came here was that I hoped the source of those annihilating beast mutations would be related to Ling Feng, but I never expected..."

She clenched her fists, now she knew that it was all the work of Quinn's vengeful spirit.

In other words, it has nothing to do with Ling Feng.

Moreover, the Eastern Emperor Bell is Ling Feng's natal magic weapon. If Ling Feng hadn't truly perished completely, how could his Eastern Emperor Bell have appeared here...?

Is everything already set in stone...?

At that very moment, the Eastern Emperor Bell in Ru Feng's palm suddenly trembled violently once more! (End of Chapter)