Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

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At a maze node that mimicked the headquarters square of the Blood God Cult, he encountered Blood Sword Heavenly Lord Li Qingling.

That demon who forged his body with a demonic sword and slaughtered countless people.

"Boy, you ruined my Blood God Cult's grand plan, you should have died long ago!"

"You heretics, get out!"

Ling Feng only drew his sword once.

The clash of swords, like the blazing sun, evaporated the sea of ​​blood that filled the sky.

His cultivation level broke through, reaching the peak of the Divine Origin Realm.

After that, there were the prodigies of the Eastern Spirit Immortal Pool, the swordsmen of the Western Sword Domain, the sorcerers of the Southern Witch Domain, and the prodigies from all over the Central Yuan Domain...

Each one of them was an opponent that Lingfeng had defeated on his path of cultivation.

Each one represents a hurdle in Ling Feng's heart, a lingering obsession.

With each enemy defeated, Ling Feng's cultivation level recovered by one point, and his control over his power improved further.

From Qi Condensation and Meridian Condensation to Yuan Transformation, and then to Divine Yuan, Divine Sea, Creation, Destiny, and Nine Revolutions...

When his cultivation level recovered to that of a half-step Void Immortal, the environment around the maze changed once again.

With a sudden tremor, the earth rose up and transformed into a towering mountain that reached into the clouds.

The summit of Mount Tai!

Ling Feng's gaze sharpened; this battle remained a vivid memory for him to this day.

After all, this was his final battle before ascending to the Immortal Realm!
The next moment, a figure shrouded in dark demonic energy suddenly appeared in front of him, slowly approaching him.

A skull robe, a bone scepter, and crimson soul fire flickering in his eyes.

Evil Bone Demon Lord.

That immortal-level expert who almost single-handedly destroyed the entire Xuanling Continent.

The next moment, he transformed into a middle-aged man with a resolute face, who was Mu Longcheng, the ancestor of the Jiuli God Clan.

He single-handedly sealed and suppressed the Evil Bone Demon Lord for ten thousand years, but was ultimately assimilated by the Evil Bone Demon Lord's will and fell into the demonic path.

“Ling Feng…”

The hoarse voice seemed to come from the deepest hell, "I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

A terrifying demonic force pressed down like a mountain.

Even though Ling Feng had recovered to the level of a half-step Void Immortal, he still felt difficulty breathing in the face of this true Immortal pressure.

"The Evil Bone Demon Lord..."

Ling Feng gripped the Ten Directions Annihilation Sword tightly, its blade trembling slightly, a complex expression flashing in his eyes.

Unlike other opponents, the Evil Bone Demon Lord exists in two different dimensions. To completely kill the Evil Bone Demon Lord, it is necessary to kill him in both dimensions at the same time.

Otherwise, with the ability of the Border Prison Reincarnation, the Evil Bone Demon Lord would be equivalent to an immortal and indestructible body.

Outside the game of chess.

Na Yuanxu Qiuniu sized up the Evil Bone Demon Lord, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. "Old Ninth's opponent is quite interesting."

Although he set up the game, everything that happened within it was derived from Ling Feng's past experiences.

Moreover, while restoring the original rivals, a certain degree of enhancement will also be implemented.

In other words, for the same battle, Ling Feng must be stronger and have a more complete state of mind than when he defeated his opponent.

However, when they encountered the Evil Bone Demon Lord, Yuanxu Qiuniu clearly sensed that Ling Feng's state of mind had fluctuated for the first time!
And this slight fluctuation might be the opening that leads to his defeat!
At this moment, Ling Feng also clearly felt that his aura was no longer rising.

The entanglement between him and the Evil Bone Demon Lord is different from that with any other enemy he has faced before.

He was indeed once an ancestor of the Jiuli God Clan, but he eventually fell into the Demon Lord and merged with the Evil Bone.

The bloodline power belonging to the Jiuli God Clan within him reminded Ling Feng of everything he had experienced with Mu Qianxue.

In other words, the Evil Bone Demon Lord was not the flaw in his mind.

Mu Qianxue is the one!
Ling Feng could never erase the guilt and heartache he felt towards Mu Qianxue.

The moment that slight flaw appeared, the power that had been continuously flowing into his body began to gradually stop.

Even their cultivation level has shown a tendency to regress.

"What's going on? Why is Old Nine's aura getting weaker?"

Thunder Emperor Tyrant Bear's eyes widened. Ling Feng had just killed one former enemy after another.

With a swift movement, the sword fell without the slightest hesitation or emotional fluctuation.

His state of mind was constantly breaking through, continuously perfecting himself towards the "realm of gods" that Yuanxu Qiuniu spoke of.

This time, however, Ling Feng was overcome with a mix of emotions, including anger, regret, and pain.

“When one’s state of mind is disrupted, his power will naturally leave him.”

Yuanxu Qiuniu shook his head and said in a deep voice, "It seems that this will be the first opponent who makes him feel strained. If his mental state continues to collapse, his power will also continue to weaken..."

"Isn't that a sure way to die?"

Thunder Emperor Tyrant Bear stared intently at Ling Feng's figure, wanting to shout to remind him, but remembering Yuanxu Qiuniu's words, he could only turn back to Yuanxu Qiuniu and plead, "Third Brother, can't you go easy on me a little and give Ninth Brother another chance?"

"The game of chess is also a game of the mind, a battle with one's own true self. If one cannot overcome the hurdle of the mind, how can one be qualified to control the power of creation?"

Yuanxu Qiuniu sighed softly and said slowly, "Besides, even if I wanted to let them win, once the game is activated, there's nothing I can do to change it."

He curled his lip and said to Thunder Emperor Tyrant Bear, "Unless, Seventh Brother, you can kill me now."

"..."

The Thunder Emperor Tyrant Bear immediately wilted like a frostbitten eggplant, its head drooping down.

With his abilities, expecting him to kill Yuanxu Qiuniu is nothing short of a pipe dream.

"Brother Three-Eyed, good luck to you. I've done my best..."

He stared intently at Ling Feng within the chessboard, hoping that Ling Feng would quickly realize the flaw in his mental state.

……

In the midst of a chess game.

Ling Feng stood atop the mountain peak, his cold, sharp gaze fixed on Xie Gu, and said in a deep voice, "I was able to kill you back then, and today, I will do the same to you with my own strength!"

"Insanity!"

The Evil Bone Demon Lord slammed his white bone scepter down heavily. "Below the path of immortality, all are but ants. I will crush you as easily as crushing an ant!"

"Heavenly Annihilation Strike!"

With a roar, a dark purple light suddenly spread out from the core of the Evil Bone Demon Lord.

The void began to flow like liquid, and within the area enveloped by the purple light, everything was annihilated!
It contains the terrifying destructive power of the law of annihilation, which has already touched the threshold of immortal arts.

Ling Feng gripped the Ten Directions Annihilation Sword tightly, and the longsword instantly transformed into a halberd.

"Nine Heavenly Punishments Techniques, Battle Stance!"

In an instant, the Ten Directions Annihilation transformed into the Heavenly Punishment form, and with a sweep of the halberd, it unleashed the Heavenly Punishment Nine Techniques of the Heavenly Dao Ancestor Ling Taixu.

"The universe is thrown!"

With a roar, Ling Feng's spear, like a dragon emerging from the sea, hurled with an overwhelming force that swept across the sky and sun, fiercely aimed at the chest of the Evil Bone Demon Lord.

However, the moment the halberd was thrown, the chaotic light dissipated, and then it returned to its state of annihilation.

Not only that, Ling Feng's own aura also weakened in that instant.

He went from being a half-step Void Immortal to the peak of the Ancestral Realm.

Feeling the wisp of immortal power within his body draining away, Ling Feng's eyes widened in disbelief.

How could this be?

He defeated his former opponents time and time again, mostly with overwhelming force. The hard-fought battles of the past now seem easy and effortless to him when he looks back on them from a higher perspective.

But this battle completely exceeded his expectations.

For the first time, his cultivation level began to decline, and his power gradually disappeared.

what is going on?

"Hahaha!"

The Evil Bone Demon Lord once again transformed into that hideous and grotesque demonic form. "Ling Feng, your heart is in turmoil! Your sword is in turmoil! Then let it end here. Your only fate is to die under my claws!"

"Poison Fire Demonic Dragon, sacrifice!"

Then, the Evil Bone Demon Lord let out a fierce roar, and a huge gambling pool instantly appeared beneath his feet.

From the depths of that poisonous pool, one after another, venomous fire dragons soared into the sky.

As the demonic dragons circled in the air, a crimson-black six-pointed star array slowly hovered beneath the feet of the Evil Bone Demon Lord. Instantly, the poisonous pool churned, and the demonic dragons roared!
The six-pointed star array beneath the feet of the Evil Bone Demon Lord shone with a brilliant crimson-black light. It was a terrifying power formed by fusing the Annihilation Law with the Nine Li Demon Fire (the Nine Li Divine Fire and the Evil Bone Demon Lord's original demonic energy were fused together and turned into demonic fire).

Each demonic dragon that burst forth from the poisonous pool was wreathed in purplish-black poisonous fire, and wherever it passed, even the void itself was corroded, leaving hissing holes.

"Ling Feng, you have lost!"

The Evil Bone Demon Lord laughed wildly, pointing his bone scepter at Ling Feng, "Today is your death day! Ten Thousand Dragons Devour the Heart!"

"Roar!--"

Dozens of venomous fire dragons roared in unison, rushing towards Ling Feng from all directions. They opened their blood-red maws, revealing menacing fangs, and condensed purplish-black flames in their throats, spewing out a torrent of poisonous flames powerful enough to annihilate even a Void Immortal.

Ling Feng retreated hastily, wielding the Ten Directions Annihilation Sword and slashing repeatedly.

"Fire blazes across the sky!"

Sword light flashed and flames surged.

However, each sword strike was three points weaker than the last.

His power was rapidly draining away, causing him to fall from a half-step Void Immortal to the Ancestral Realm, then to the Ninth Revolution Realm, and finally to the Heavenly Fate Realm...

"puff!"

A dragon's tail lashed out at Ling Feng's back, sending him crashing into the mountainside like a cannonball, sending rocks flying everywhere.

"cough……"

Ling Feng coughed up a mouthful of blood and struggled to his feet, leaning on his sword.

On his chest, a deep wound that exposed bone was hissing and emitting black smoke. Poisonous fire was corroding his flesh, and excruciating pain was surging through his nerves like a tidal wave.

"Why……"

He stared intently at the figure radiating demonic energy in the distance, his eyes filled with incomprehension and resentment.

Before, he had overcome all obstacles and was unstoppable.

Those formidable enemies that once required a fierce battle to defeat now appear to him as full of flaws and easily overcome.

But why specifically the Evil Bone Demon Lord?

Why would his mindset fluctuate so drastically when facing an enemy he had already killed?

Could this even lead to the dissipation of power and a regression in cultivation?

"Ling Feng, what are you afraid of?"

The Evil Bone Demon Lord slowly approached, stepping across the poisonous pool. A mocking expression appeared on his hideous demonic face. "Are you afraid of my former identity as the 'Nine Li Ancestor'? Or are you afraid of... the woman who died because of you?"

(PS: The evil bones here are not real evil bones. All the opponents are the inner demons and obsessions of the past. They can be understood as part of Ling Feng, Ling Feng's true nature.)
Ling Feng's pupils suddenly contracted.

Mu Qianxue...

That name was like a poisonous thorn, deeply embedded in the deepest part of his heart.

It was precisely because of his indifference back then that Mu Qianxue ultimately made a deal with Chunzi Linghu, sacrificing her own existence to salvage everything.

The voice of the Evil Bone Demon Lord seemed to carry a demonic quality, penetrating straight to the soul, "It seems I was right! You are truly a pitiful weakling, unable to even protect your own woman!"

"Shut up!"

Ling Feng's eyes were bloodshot, and the Ten Directions Annihilation sword in his hand burst forth with dazzling light, slashing wildly at the Evil Bone Demon Lord.

However, although the sword strikes were fierce, they were chaotic and disorganized.

The anger and pain in his heart caused his sword to lose its usual calmness and precision.

"Hahaha! Angry? In pain? Then keep being angry! Let this pain consume you!"

The Evil Bone Demon Lord laughed wildly, raised his right hand, and the Poison Fire Demon Dragon pounced again.

"Boom boom boom!"

Ling Feng was hit repeatedly, and several more wounds were added to his body.

A demonic dragon bit his left arm, and the poisonous fire instantly seeped in, turning his entire arm black in an instant.

He gritted his teeth, swung his sword and severed the demonic dragon, staggering backward, his breath weakened to the extreme.

At the same time, his cultivation level had also fallen to the Creation Realm.

And it continues to fall.

"No...it shouldn't be like this..."

Ling Feng knelt on one knee, supporting his body with his sword, blood dripping continuously from the corner of his mouth.

My vision began to blur, and the maniacal laughter of the Evil Bone Demon Lord echoed in my ears, and...

The serene and gentle smile on Mu Qianxue's face as she finally vanished. (PS: See Chapter 3345 for details)
How could that silly girl put all the blame on herself?

"Ahhhh——!"

Ling Feng roared to the sky, his eyes bloodshot.

Resentment, anger, pain, regret... a flood of emotions overwhelmed him.

He hated his own powerlessness, hated his indifference back then for shutting her out, and hated even more the fate that he could not change!

"Ling Feng, it's over."

The Evil Bone Demon Lord had already walked up to Ling Feng and was looking down at him.

As the demonic energy surged, his figure began to change.

The hideous demonic body faded away, and he transformed back into a middle-aged man with a resolute face and an aura of righteousness between his brows—Mu Longcheng.

He was the ancestor of the Jiuli God Clan and the ancestor of Mu Qianxue.

"Let me, the venerable one, use this Nine Li Divine Fire, belonging to the Nine Li Divine Clan, to send you on your final journey!"

The Evil Bone Demon Lord, or rather, Mu Longcheng, slowly raised his right hand, and a pure golden-red flame slowly ignited in his palm.

That is the most primordial divine fire of the Jiuli God Clan, containing the power of purification and creation.

However, at this moment, under the control of the Evil Bone Demon Lord, it transformed into the most deadly flames of destruction.

"go."

With a gentle push, Mu Longcheng sent the golden fireball flying toward Ling Feng.

The speed was not fast, even somewhat slow.

But Ling Feng was unable to move.

It's not that they're being suppressed by power, but rather that their hearts are being "locked up."

As he watched the approaching Nine Li Divine Fire, all he could think of was Mu Qianxue.

The first time we met, she was washing her wounds by the river.

In the sacred land of the demon race, she saved her own life with half of her divine blood.

Because he was caught in the throes of infatuation, he disrupted the wedding of the Night God, and she took him away without hesitation.

……

Before it finally dissipated, a tear fell on his face, only to vanish again...

Every scene was like a knife, cruelly scraping at his heart.

"Qianxue, I...I'm sorry..."

Ling Feng closed his eyes, tears mingling with blood as they streamed down his face.

The golden Nine Li Divine Fire finally engulfed him completely.

Outside the game of chess.

"It's over, it's over!"

Thunder Emperor Tyrant Bear paced anxiously, "Three-Eyed's life force is almost gone! Third Brother, is there really no way to save him? He'll die!"

A hint of solemnity flashed in the enormous eyes of Yuanxu Qiuniu.

He stared intently at the golden flame engulfing Ling Feng in the light screen, remained silent for a moment, and slowly shook his head: "Once the Yi Xing Chess Game begins, it will never stop unless the challenger dies or successfully breaks the game. Now... it's up to him."

"He's already burned to this extent, what's the point of looking at him now!"

Thunder Emperor Tyrant Bear pointed at the light screen, his voice trembling.

Within the light screen, Ling Feng's figure had become blurred amidst the Nine Li Divine Fire, his aura so weak it was almost imperceptible.

"If mental barriers are not broken, strength will continue to be lost. And the deeper the mental barriers, the faster the loss."

Yuanxu Qiuniu said in a deep voice, "What he is facing now is probably his greatest obsession and guilt. If he can't get through it... then he will really perish here."

"Three-Eyed! You better hold on, you bastard!"

Thunder Emperor Tyrant Bear gritted his teeth and could only roar at the light screen of the chessboard.

Although he knew Ling Feng couldn't hear him, he couldn't help but shout, "You've already become the ninth overlord of this sea of ​​giant beasts! How can you die here! Wake up!" (End of Chapter)