Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

"Aunt Ziling, what kind of place is the Nine Gods Palace... exactly?"

Ru Feng blinked her bright eyes, filled with curiosity about everything her father had experienced.

A hint of reminiscence flashed in Zi Ling's eyes. Her voice remained clear and cold, but with a touch of remoteness: "In a sense, when you entered the Fallen Prison, you entered the sphere of influence of the former Chichu Street faction. And the Nine Gods Palace was the holy land of Chichu Street in the past."

"Hesitant Street?"

Ru Feng was unfamiliar with this name.

"Yes, that was a vast power that once dominated the entire world of miracles, with profound foundations. They worshipped nine powerful evil god monarchs, each holding different divine positions. That era was also known as the Crimson Age. Master..."

Zi Ling took a deep breath and continued, "That is, your father, when he was adventuring in the world of miracles, had a very deep connection with the Chichu Street lineage. Later, he even integrated the power of the various factions in Chichu Street and established the current Chaos Temple."

"So it was the Lord of Beasts and his group?"

"They all regained their respective positions as evil gods after submitting to your father. As for me, due to some circumstances, I inherited the position of Shadow God. In a sense, I am now the Shadow Lord of the Chaos Temple."

"And what about Father?" Ru Feng pressed.

"Your father obtained the Nightmare Godhood, but his most powerful ability is naturally the Chaos Godhood of his origin, which is why he is revered as the Lord of Chaos."

Zi Ling took a deep breath, seemingly recalling the time she spent with Ling Feng, and couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

Ling Feng nodded slightly. She was now revered as the Palace Master by the elders of the Chaos Temple, but she had not yet fully condensed her Chaos Divine Office.

As the temple master, she was ultimately far inferior to her father.

After a moment of reminiscence, Zi Ling finally shook her head, sighed softly, and continued, "As for the divine office of Xing Tian and the God-Slaying Spear Technique, they have nothing to do with Chichu Street. Strictly speaking, the former God Emperor Yi of Xing Tian was the one who ended the Crimson Age..."

Zi Ling briefly recounted the origins of Di Yi and Chichu Street, leaving Ru Feng completely stunned.

Unexpectedly, my father not only obtained the divine office of the Chichu Street lineage, but also the divine office of Xingtian, the god who destroyed Chichu Street.

It's hard to imagine how many divine roles my father held!
After recounting some "history" from the old era, Zi Ling continued, "Speaking of which, your father was on this wasteland of divine remains, amidst a rain of divine blood, observing the afterimages of those ancient divine battles. His mind was immersed in that world-destroying killing intent, and by chance, he captured a trace of the profound mystery of the God-Slaying Spear Technique."

Zi Ling's gaze seemed to pierce through the palace, looking into the depths of the wasteland: "That was a terrifying spear intent born purely for slaughter, domineering, tragic, and unstoppable! It was with this insight that he later gained the recognition of the remnant will of the God Emperor Xing Tian deep within the Nine Gods Palace, ultimately condensing the divine office of Xing Tian, ​​and pulling out the sealed God-Slaying Spear beneath that skeletal throne."

"Observing the afterimages of war?"

Ru Feng's heart pounded faster involuntarily, and a burning flame seemed to ignite in her eyes. "Aunt Zi Ling, I... I want to go and see too! I want to experience the same feeling that Father experienced back then!"

Looking at Ru Feng's unwavering gaze, which mirrored Ling Feng's, Zi Ling remained silent for a moment before softly saying, "Watching the afterimages of war is extremely dangerous. The killing intent and soul-shaking impact contained within are enough to cause even a divine-level expert to lose their composure, or even be corrupted by lingering resentment, turning them into a monster who only knows how to kill. Your father only succeeded by relying on the inclusiveness of the Chaos Origin and his unwavering will. Your cultivation is still shallow, and the Chaos Realm is not yet stable. If you go there rashly, the consequences may be unimaginable."

"I'm not afraid!"

Ru Feng clenched his fist, his eyes resolute as iron. "What my father could do, I can do too! I want to become stronger, I want to comprehend my own power!"

Zi Ling gazed at Ru Feng, and finally sighed softly: "When the time is right, you can certainly try to comprehend the afterimage of war. But right now, you are still somewhat behind your father back then. So, it's better to try after you've completed all the special training we've given you."

"Ok!"

Ru Feng nodded; she knew that some things couldn't be accomplished overnight.

Zi Ling gently patted Ru Feng's shoulder and said, "In addition, the God-Slaying Spear was taken away by your father and lost in the final battle. Therefore, even if you re-enter the Nine Gods Palace, you will not be able to obtain the complete Xing Tian divine authority inheritance as before. However, if you can comprehend even a half of the spear intent from it and integrate it into your own Chaos Dao, it will greatly enhance your combat power."

"I see!"

Ru Feng nodded heavily, his heart filled with anticipation.

……

In the days that followed, Ru Feng's life in the Zerg hive became extremely regular and fulfilling.

Well, strictly speaking, it should be described as "living in dire straits".

Every day, she faces special training from a Zerg queen.

The Blood Queen's ferocity and rage repeatedly pushed her to the brink of despair, testing the limits of her will and her ability to adapt under pressure.

The Silver Moon Queen's unpredictability has elevated her understanding of subtle changes in the laws and her precise grasp of battle opportunities to a new level.

Zi Ling's composure and mastery of the Shadow Laws allowed her to learn a more refined control over power and the art of stealthy assassination...

Originally, it was just the eight queens of the Zerg and Zi Ling who were giving Ru Feng special training. Later, Freya, Sariel, and Long Ze Liyue, three former "God Throne" powerhouses of the Judgment Council, also joined the training.

After each sparring match, Ru Feng was always covered in wounds and utterly exhausted.

However, thanks to the almost abnormal regenerative power of the Earth Marrow Hot Spring and the Spring Nourishment Divine Power, she can always quickly recover to full health, and her strength improves visibly after each recovery.

Her control over the origin of chaos became increasingly refined, and the rudiments of the Chaos Godhood became more and more solidified.

Huang Shaotian, Yan Jinghong, and the others watched Ru Feng grow at an astonishing speed, feeling both gratified and moved.

The cheap donkey kept complaining that "monsters beget little monsters," but he was quite satisfied with Ru Feng's rapid progress.

They even began to anticipate that Ru Feng would lead the Chaos Temple to attack the Judgment Council and avenge Ling Feng!
Meanwhile, Han Tian watched as Ru Feng's strength rapidly improved, feeling both happy for her and a sense of urgency.

He had always deeply admired his "senior sister" Ru Feng. After going through life and death in the "Ruins of No Fallenness", their relationship finally broke through the barrier and they became lovers.

As he watched the distance between himself and Ru Feng grow ever wider, Han Tian, ​​as a man, couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

Ling Feng entrusted Han Tian with the Evil Dragon Burning Heaven Wheel and the Dragon Emperor Relic of their lineage, hoping that Han Tian would have enough strength to protect Ru Feng.

But now, although his growth rate is not slow, he has finally been left far behind by Ru Feng.

He knew it was time for him to make some changes.

As a man, he cannot always be protected by the woman he loves.

On this day, inside the small world of the Eastern Emperor Bell, outside Huang Shaotian's residence.

Han Tian found Huang Shaotian, who was wiping the Nine Fallen Divine Sword, and awkwardly approached him.

"Uncle Huang... he's busy..."

Huang Shaotian raised his eyes and glanced at Han Tian, ​​then casually stuck the Nine Fallen Divine Sword aside, pursed his lips, and said indifferently, "What, you need me for something?"

Han Tian scratched the back of his head, "Um, I..."

"Hey, you big men, just say what you have to say. Is it related to Ru Feng?"

"Me!" Han Tian took a deep breath, then solemnly clasped his hands and bowed: "Uncle Huang... please accept me as your disciple! I don't want to always stand behind Ru Feng, I want to become stronger, I want to have the strength to protect her!"

"Ha ha!"

Huang Shaotian grinned, "I knew you were up to no good a long time ago!"

He suddenly stood up and patted Han Tian on the shoulder: "What kind of man is he if he can't even protect the woman he loves! Ru Feng is good, after all, she is Ling Feng's daughter, and her talent is outstanding. But don't underestimate yourself, your talent from the Evil Dragon lineage is not bad either."

He looked Han Tian up and down again, then nodded. "Alright! I'll take you as my disciple! My disciple, Huang Shaotian's disciple, will definitely be no less capable than Ling Feng's daughter in the future."

Han Tian's face lit up with ecstasy, and he kowtowed heavily, saying, "Disciple Han Tian greets Master!"

"But let me make this clear from the start: if you want to catch up with Rufeng, you'll probably have to put in ten times the effort. If you can't keep up, I won't acknowledge you as my disciple."

"Rest assured, Master! No matter how hard or tiring it is, this disciple will have no complaints!"

"Hahaha! Good! That's more like a man! Kid, with my guidance, you'll definitely become a peerless being like me. I am the heaven, and you are the heaven. From now on, we, master and disciple, will be the 'Dual Heavenly Supremes,' hahaha! Our titles won't be inferior to the Chaos Ruler!"

Huang Shaotian laughed and helped Han Tian up, then casually tossed the Nine Fallen Divine Sword into Han Tian's hand. "Go, figure out the first transformation of the Nine Fallen Divine Sword, then spar with me!"

After saying that, he laughed heartily and turned to leave.

Han Tian held the heavy Nine Fallen Divine Sword and was immediately stunned. "I'll train it myself?"

Buzz!

Just then, the Nine Fallen Divine Sword trembled, seemingly dissatisfied with Han Tian, ​​its temporary master, and was about to fly away.

Han Tian also possessed a tenacious spirit, gritting his teeth and gripping the sword hilt tightly. "Since Master has instructed me to comprehend this, there must be a reason! I will practice!!!"

After saying that, he brandished the Nine Fallen Divine Sword and began to practice diligently.

On a mountaintop not far away.

Yan Jinghong and Huang Shaotian stood there, looking down at Han Tian.

"Brother Huang, is this how you teach your apprentices?" Yan Jinghong shook his head. "Isn't that a bit too easy?"

"The Nine Fallen Divine Sword itself is the best teacher. That's how I learned it too!"

Huang Shaotian raised an eyebrow. "That kid chose me and not you, he must be feeling a bit bitter, right? Haha, after all, he's my disciple, Huang Shaotian's disciple. He'll be able to marry Ling Feng's daughter in the future. I guess I've finally beaten him once!"

Yan Jinghong shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Unfortunately, I have already reached a bottleneck. If I don't have the right opportunity, I'm afraid I will eventually be unable to advance to the divine level."

"That's not necessarily true. Quite a few divine-level beings have perished in the Divine Remains Wasteland. If you're lucky, you still have a chance."

Huang Shaotian patted Yan Jinghong on the shoulder, "Brother Yan, things can be accomplished by human effort, so there's no need to be too discouraged!"

……

Deep within the broken boundary.

There are no sun, moon, or stars here, only eternal nothingness and deathly silence.

The concept of time has long been blurred; only the ever-flowing tides signify the passage of "time."

In that endless battle, a thousand Beast Sea Calendars had quietly passed.

This also means that Ling Feng and the Thunder Emperor Tyrant Bear have been fighting fiercely in the Broken Realm for a thousand years!
"Roar!!!--"

A roar that shook the void was accompanied by the eruption of billions of dark golden lightning bolts that tore everything apart, instantly vaporizing and annihilating the massive surging tide of gray-white Boundary Dragons!
The Thunder Emperor Tyrant Bear stood upright, its body shrouded in condensed, almost tangible purple lightning. Countless lightning runes intertwined and flickered on its massive body, faintly forming a complete and stable phantom of a lightning world.

It was none other than Thunder Creation Realm!

After a long period of brutal battles and trials within this broken realm, it finally succeeded in creating its own realm!

Although its scope was far less than Ling Feng's Chaos Realm, the violent Thunder Creation Law, in terms of its extreme destructive attribute, even surpassed Ling Feng's.

"Hahaha! That's great! That's great! You bugs, come on again!"

The Thunder Emperor Tyrant Bear, full of vigor, slammed out his enormous paw, summoning thousands of thunder dragons that tore apart the approaching Boundary Dragon.

Its strength is more than ten times greater than when it first entered the Broken Realm!
"It's done!"

Thunder Emperor Tyrant Bear burst into wild laughter, "I've succeeded! I've finally opened up the Thunder Realm! Three-Eyed, did you see that? I've finally succeeded!"

Ling Feng nodded. "Big Bear, congratulations!"

Although the concept of time has become extremely blurred within the Creation Realm, Ling Feng still managed to roughly estimate, based on his powerful perception, that since they entered the Creation Realm, it has been equivalent to a thousand Beast Sea Calendars (which is equivalent to one Beast Sea Calendar in the outside world).

millennium!

In this rift where time flows a thousand times faster than outside, they fought each other for a full thousand years!
Faced with the endless, innately powerful World Tide that counters the power of creation, they repeatedly faced the brink of despair, yet each time they broke through the edge of life and death!
Ling Feng's Chaos Realm continued to improve, and his refinement and application of the Creation God's Breath reached new heights.

Thunder Emperor Tyrant Bear was forced to unleash his full potential, ultimately becoming the Thunder Creator!

Otherwise, given his carefree nature, even if there were ten thousand Beast Sea Eras in the outside world, let alone a thousand, they might not be able to open up the Thunder Realm.

"Three-Eyes, I have to thank you for this! Otherwise, I would have died hundreds of times over!"

The Thunder Emperor Tyrant Bear hooked his arm around Ling Feng's shoulder. After a thousand years of fighting side by side, their friendship was now unbreakable.

"If it weren't for your righteous companionship, Big Bear, this thousand-year-old battle would have been rather lonely."

Ling Feng smiled faintly. These thousand Beast Sea Calendars, while fighting against the endless Boundary Moths, also continued to delve deeper into the Broken Boundary.

The Boundary Moths are getting stronger and more numerous, but their strength is also rising accordingly.

"Brothers!"

Thunder Emperor Tyrant Bear flicked his sleeve and slapped his paw, blasting a distant area of ​​Boundary Lightning into nothingness with a golden divine lightning bolt. "What a pity! Although we have successfully opened up the Thunder Realm, we don't know when we will be able to completely pass through this broken realm!"

"We'll get out eventually!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath, and suddenly, his mind jolted!
At the core of the Chaos Realm, that wisp of the Creator God's aura suddenly emitted an unprecedentedly clear fluctuation!

Since entering the Broken Realm, he had lost his connection to the Pillars of Creation, but now, that connection had suddenly reappeared…

Could it mean that they have already reached the edge of the Creation Realm? (End of Chapter)