Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

"Aunt Ziling, I'm ready!"

Ru Feng gazed intently at Zi Ling, his expression filled with determination.

Throughout the year, no matter how hard she practiced and how much she tried to understand, she always lacked a crucial opportunity.

Although her strength has improved significantly, she will have to face the overlord of this miracle, the Judgment Council.

If one has not even attained divine authority, there will ultimately be an insurmountable chasm between them and true powerhouses.

Right now, she can only exchange blows with the Silver Moon Queen and the others, but she is also very clear that even the Blood Queen, who is extremely prone to losing control in battle, has never truly tried to kill her.

At this level, how can they possibly stand up to the Tribunal?
Therefore, she must quickly condense the Chaos Godhood; otherwise, how can she avenge her father?
"very good!"

Sensing Ru Feng's determined gaze, Zi Ling nodded. "Let's go!"

The other Zerg queens who were watching the battle gathered around to bid farewell to Rufeng.

Just then, several whooshing sounds came from the sky.

Then Huang Shaotian returned, weary from his journey, accompanied by Yan Jinghong and Han Tian.

The armor worn by the three men bore the marks of battle, yet their auras were much stronger than a year ago.

Han Tian, ​​in particular, exuded a sharper and more confident air about him.

"Oh, what a coincidence, everyone's here."

Huang Shaotian grinned, his gaze sweeping over Ru Feng and Zi Ling. "Are you heading out?"

"Uncle Huang!"

Ru Feng's eyes lit up, "You're back!"

"Hmm, if you count the time, it's been a whole year. I'm finally back."

Huang Shaotian patted Han Tian on the shoulder beside him, his tone tinged with smugness, "Hehe, I originally just thought I'd take this kid to try his luck in the Divine Remains Wasteland, but I didn't expect him to actually succeed!"

Han Tian stepped forward, looking at Ru Feng with barely concealed excitement: "Ru Feng! I... I have successfully condensed my divine authority!"

A faint crimson dragon shadow swirled around him, his murderous aura intertwined with the dragon's might, clearly indicating that he already possessed the aura of a true god!

"My luck was pretty good too!"

Yan Jinghong spoke succinctly, but the extreme cold aura of the Ice Soul Divine Decree emanating from his body clearly indicated that he had already achieved considerable mastery over his divine duties.

It turns out that a year ago, Han Tian became Huang Shaotian's apprentice, and soon after, he successfully advanced to the Truth level.

After that, Huang Shaotian decided to take Yan Jinghong and Han Tian with him to try their luck in the vast and boundless wasteland of divine remains, hoping to obtain some divine positions from the ancient gods who had fallen in this place.

For this reason, they specifically sought help from the Night Mother, who, with her assistance, modified their battle suits using special materials from the Zerg.

Therefore, even in this wasteland filled with the ashes and dust of the gods, they were able to survive for a long time.

Although it's not as powerful as the Radiant Gold Cloth worn by Ru Feng, it should be able to last for three to five years without any problems.

After their battle suits were modified, the three of them ventured deep into the Wasteland of Gods to begin their training and search for opportunities.

Six months ago, Yan Jinghong was the first to find a suitable Ice Soul Divine Position and successfully merged with it, thus smoothly advancing to a Level One Divine Position.

Not long ago, Han Tian also gained the recognition of the Bloodthirsty Dragon Godhood in a life-or-death battle in a place where an ancient dragon fell, thanks to his tenacious will and evil dragon bloodline, and successfully advanced!

"Wow, this is incredible! One or two of them have successfully fused with divine authority!"

Empress Scarlet Night looked at Han Tian and Yan Jinghong. A year ago, when they left, they were only at the Truth level.

Now, both of them have attained first-class divine office.

This desolate wasteland of divine remains is indeed a treasure trove of great opportunities.

Back then, the Northern Darkness Army God, Bei Mingwu, searched desperately for a divine position but failed, ultimately suffering the consequences of not cultivating good relations with the Zerg.

"Han Tian, ​​congratulations! And Uncle Yan too!"

Ru Feng gritted his teeth, his expression darkening.

No wonder Ru Feng was so heartbroken. Everyone else was getting divine positions one after another, while she had already formed the prototype of a chaotic divine position a year earlier, but she still couldn't break through to the final step.

"Don't be disappointed."

Yan Jinghong clearly saw through Ru Feng's thoughts, patted her shoulder, and comforted her, "Girl, the difficulty of you condensing the Chaos Divine Authority on your own is naturally different from our direct fusion with the divine authority left by our predecessors. But once you condense this Chaos Divine Authority, it will immediately surpass all other divine authorities."

"You might be able to break through this time when you go to the Nine Gods Temple."

Zi Ling also smiled and comforted her.

"Are we going to the Nine Gods Palace?"

Han Tian excitedly grabbed Ru Feng's hand: "Ru Feng! I'm a god-level official now! I can protect you! This time when you go to the Nine Gods Temple, I'll go with you!"

Seeing the burning affection and protectiveness in Han Tian's eyes, Ru Feng felt a warmth in her heart and was about to nod when Zi Ling spoke coldly, "Let's skip it."

Han Tian was taken aback: "Senior Zi Ling?"

Zi Ling looked at him, her tone calm yet undeniable: "You have just been promoted to a divine position, your realm is not yet stable, and you have not even comprehended the divine oracle. Having a divine position is just an empty shell. Take this opportunity to immediately go into seclusion to stabilize your realm. If you can comprehend the divine oracle, you will be able to truly help Ru Feng in the future."

After a pause, Zi Ling continued, "As for going to the Nine Gods Palace, there is no great danger, so you don't need to waste your time."

Han Tian gave Ru Feng a deep look. Although he wanted to stay by Ru Feng's side and protect her, he also knew very well that what Zi Ling said was indeed true.

He has only recently been promoted to a divine rank, and right now, understanding the divine oracle is the most important thing.

“Kid, Ziling is right.”

Huang Shaotian patted Han Tian on the shoulder, his joking expression fading. "If you want to protect your woman, you have to rely on real strength. Besides, the one you want to protect is Ru Feng! Focus on comprehending your Bloodthirsty Dragon Divine Duty. This divine duty is quite compatible with your Evil Dragon bloodline. Once you comprehend the divine decree, its power will definitely be astonishing!"

"Ok!"

Han Tian took a deep breath, suppressing his impulse, and nodded emphatically: "I understand! Master, Senior Ziling, I will immediately go into seclusion!"

He looked at Ru Feng, his eyes resolute: "Ru Feng, I'll wait for you to come back!"

Ru Feng smiled gently: "Yes, by the time I come back, I will have successfully advanced!"

"I believe you!"

Han Tian nodded emphatically.

After saying their goodbyes, Huang Shaotian and Zi Ling ultimately escorted Ru Feng to the Nine Gods Palace.

With these two peak-level divine experts accompanying them, as long as they don't encounter an expert of Wu Zhao's caliber, there will naturally be no problems.

……

Half a day later.

Ru Feng and his two companions finally arrived at the entrance to the Nine Gods Temple.

The three exchanged a glance, then leaped into the teleportation tunnel.

The next moment, what came into view was a vast ruin.

The nine once majestic temples are now nothing but ruins, their collapsed pillars covered in dark green moss, a testament to their decay and desolation. Most of the cloud bridges connecting the temples are broken and float in the void.

The inverted pyramid that was originally in the sky (which was the burial ship left behind by the God Emperor Xingtian) had been taken away by Ling Feng, leaving only an empty and desolate place.

The entire Nine Gods Temple was filled with an ancient, decaying yet still indelible divine aura.

"Is this... the place where Father received his divine authority as Xing Tian...?"

As if a gentle breeze caresses a broken stone pillar, one can almost feel the former glory of this place and the devastation of that devastating battle.

"The divine authority of the nine former monarchs has been largely taken by their masters, and the Nine Temples have completely collapsed."

Zi Ling said softly, "Although the inheritance of Xing Tian's divine office no longer exists, the remaining divine war aura here may be of some help to you."

Ru Feng nodded, his gaze sweeping over the ruins before finally settling on a relatively intact section of the cloud bridge.

There, a trace of an unusually sharp killing intent seemed to remain.

In a daze, she seemed to see her father's figure climbing the cloud bridge in the past.

The next moment, she darted up and leaped onto the cloud bridge, where she sat down cross-legged.

Close your eyes, calm your mind, and try to communicate with the ancient will that remains in this world.

At the same time, he slowly activated the trace of God-Slaying Spear Intent he had comprehended while observing the afterimages of war in the Wasteland of Gods.

"Om-"

A sharp, fierce intent emanated from her body. Though extremely faint, it carried an overbearing aura that could pierce through everything and slaughter gods and demons!
A quarter of an hour……

Half an hour...

Nearly three hours later.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!
The entire ruins of the Nine Gods Temple seemed to tremble slightly!
On those crumbling walls and stone pillars, faint, ancient totems flashed by, and the lingering divine aura in the air seemed to be drawn to them, slowly converging towards Ru Feng.

On the cloud bridge where Ru Feng sat cross-legged, a faint, ancient will seemed to awaken, resonating subtly with Ru Feng's god-slaying spear intent.

"There's a reaction!"

Huang Shaotian's eyes narrowed.

After waiting anxiously for several hours, there was finally some movement.

A hint of excitement flashed in Zi Ling's purple eyes: "It was here that Master comprehended the Xing Tian divine duty. This place not only retains the aura of Emperor Yi, but also a trace of divinity left behind by Master when he had his enlightenment. That's why he felt close to Ru Feng!"

At the same time, Ru Feng felt a "boom" in his mind, as if billions of gods and demons were roaring and fighting.

Images of shattered and tragic ancient battles between gods flooded my mind.

A colossal phantom, towering and upright, with eyes as its nipples and a mouth as its navel, appeared in her consciousness, brimming with overwhelming battle intent.

That fighting spirit was unyielding!

overbearing!

It perfectly matches the God-Slaying Spear Intent she comprehended!

Ru Feng's heart stirred; perhaps this was the opportunity for him to completely condense the Chaos Divine Authority!

……

The Sea of ​​Giant Beasts, an Unknown Realm.

After Ling Feng and the Thunder Emperor Tyrant Bear broke free from the rift, they headed at full speed toward the direction sensed by the Pillar of Creation.

After crossing vast territories, the scenery ahead became strange.

The distribution of stars in this world is quite mysterious, as if it has been arranged by human forces, forming a huge, slowly rotating star chessboard!

Above the chessboard, suspended in the air, is an ancient palace formed from countless stars, exuding a vast and majestic aura.

"Hmm? This aura... seems somewhat familiar?"

Thunder Emperor Tyrant Bear scratched his massive bear head.

Just then, the gates of the star palace slowly opened, and an unimaginably enormous shadow slowly emerged from it.

That was a colossal beast with a bull's head and a dragon's body!

The bull's head is majestic, its two horns like pillars supporting the stars. The dragon's body is winding and covered with dark blue scales that seem to be formed from countless galactic vortexes. It exudes an unparalleled divine power that suppresses the void.

Its vastness far surpasses that of a hurricane-swallowing python!
"Damn it! This is Third Brother's territory!"

Thunder Emperor Tyrant Bear slapped his forehead, and a fawning smile immediately spread across his huge bear face as he bowed and scraped before the bull-headed, dragon-bodied behemoth: "Hehe, Third Brother! Long time no see! You're still as majestic and domineering as ever!"

This behemoth is the third-ranked of the eight overlords of the Sea of ​​Giants—

Abyss Void, Prisoner of the Ox!

Yuanxu Qiuniu's gaze slowly swept over Leidi Tyrant Bear, a slight look of surprise on his face. "Seventh Brother, I didn't expect you to have actually created the Thunder Realm?"

"Third Brother, you have such keen insight!"

Thunder Emperor Tyrant Bear chuckled and began to flatter him.

If the Thunder Emperor Tyrant Bear harbored some resentment towards the Hurricane Devouring Python, he would definitely give it a good beating once his strength increased.

He had absolutely no intention of resisting Yuanxu Qiuniu.

The top three overlords are all incredibly powerful beings.

Back then, the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon used the breath of creation to create seven giant beast overlords. When creating the second overlord, it used nearly 50% of the breath of creation, and the third overlord used 30% of the breath of creation.

The last 20% created the remaining five hegemons.

In other words, the combined power of the five overlords below the third level does not equal the 30% of the Creation Breath controlled by the third overlord.

That's not even in the same league.

"It seems that crossing the rift has made you somewhat better."

Yuanxu Qiuniu nodded slightly, his gaze finally settling on the chaotic giant ape that Ling Feng had transformed into.

He yawned lazily, his voice booming like an ancient bell: "You're the eldest brother's newly acquired ninth brother?"

Thunder Emperor Tyrant Bear chuckled and stepped forward, saying, "Yes, Third Brother, he is Ninth Brother. You can also call him Three-Eyed."

Having learned from his previous experience with the Hurricane Devouring Python, Thunder Emperor Tyrant Bear had already figured out the pattern. He winked and said, "Third Brother, are you... also on the orders of the eldest brother, waiting here to give our ninth brother some pointers?"

Ling Feng also stepped forward and bowed to Yuanxu Qiuniu, saying, "I am Ling Feng, greetings to Third Brother."

Yuanxu Qiuniu glanced at Leidi Tyrant Bear with its huge bull eyes, then looked at Ling Feng and said lazily, "That's exactly what the eldest brother meant. Ninth brother, you were able to bring the seventh brother out of the Broken Realm, so it seems you've already comprehended the power of the Foundation of Creation, right?"

He flicked his thick dragon tail and pointed to a corner of the giant starry chessboard: "Go in. If you can pass through my Star Chess Game, it will prove that you are strong enough to continue. Otherwise, even if you find the Star Hunter Clan, you will only be throwing your life away in vain."

Ling Feng's gaze sharpened, and he bowed to Yuanxu Qiuniu once more, saying, "Then please enlighten me, Third Brother!"

Having said that, almost without hesitation, he dashed off towards the enormous chessboard. (End of Chapter)