Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

The Temple of Eternal Silence, within a palace.

"Reporting to the Eighth Hunting Ancestor, the beast spirit that trespassed into the Land of Eternal Silence has been taken to the Eternal Ruins. I personally witnessed him walk in!"

Inside the main hall, one could see Ya, the captain of the third team of the Hengji Temple, kneeling on one knee, his expression solemn and filled with deep reverence.

After all, among the eight hunting ancestors of the Star Hunter Clan, the other seven rarely appear, so the decisions of the clan's affairs, big and small, are basically made by this eighth hunting ancestor.

Therefore, although he was puzzled as to why the Eighth Hunting Ancestor had gone to such lengths to send Ling Feng to the Eternal Ruins, Ya had no choice but to comply.

"Ah."

The Eighth Hunting Ancestor slightly opened his aged eyes, glanced at the cliff, and nodded, saying, "You did a good job in this matter, but you must finish what you start. Go and guard it."

"Shou?"

Ya was clearly taken aback. "Where should we guard?"

Before he could finish speaking, Ya realized what he meant, and a look of surprise appeared in his icy blue eyes. "Does Your Excellency mean to guard the exit of the Eternal Ruins?"

"What if?"

"This……"

Ya swallowed hard. "Does the master think he can get out? But he doesn't have the bloodline of the Star Hunter clan, how could he..."

"Maybe?"

A deep weariness suddenly appeared on the aged face of the Eighth Hunting Ancestor. "You may go and keep watch. If he really comes out, bring him directly to see me."

Ya immediately looked troubled. "I cannot refuse the Eighth Hunting Ancestor's order, but I also have..."

Before Ya could finish speaking, the Eighth Hunting Ancestor interrupted him, saying calmly, "From this day forward, you will be promoted to my personal guard. Do you have any questions?"

"Thank you, sir!"

Ya immediately bowed to the Eighth Hunting Ancestor.

Although the title of Captain-General sounds impressive, there are actually more than thirty Captain-Generals like him in the Temple of Eternal Silence.

However, only five guards were allowed to stay by Shouzu's side.

And now, he is the sixth.

He may seem to have few subordinates, but in reality, even the captains who used to be more powerful than him still treat him with utmost respect.

Although he didn't understand the origin of that beast spirit, it seemed that the Eighth Hunting Ancestor valued him quite a bit.

Otherwise, such immense wealth would not have fallen into his lap.

He was somewhat relieved that it was his team's turn to be on duty today.

"Then, I will take my leave now, and I will certainly do my best to complete the task entrusted to me by you, sir!"

Cliff bowed deeply to the Eighth Hunting Ancestor once more before slowly leaving the main hall and quickly flying towards the Eternal Ruins.

After the cliff disappeared, the Eighth Hunting Ancestor turned back towards the rear hall and said, "Huang Gu, did you hear that? That kid has already entered the Eternal Ruins Realm. You'd better be telling the truth, otherwise, I won't be able to handle such a huge mess!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden light flashed, and a middle-aged man with two horns on his head appeared before the Eighth Hunting Ancestor.

If Ling Feng were here, he would definitely be able to recognize the middle-aged man by the aura he exuded. He was the number one overlord of the Giant Beast Sea: the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon!

Of course, this body is just an avatar of his.

If his true form were to descend upon this place, it would likely alarm the entire Star Hunter Clan.

"Rongtian, what are you saying? When have I ever lied to you?"

The Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon chuckled mockingly, then sat down beside the Eighth Hunting Ancestor. "Choosing to cooperate with me will be the wisest decision you'll ever make. That little fellow possesses the aura of a creator god! You've met him; you should have sensed it!"

The Eighth Hunting Ancestor snorted coldly, "What can such a mere wisp of divine creation energy prove? Reaching this level is probably his limit! After all, he didn't even manage to master the singularity! Compared to the original God Lord, you're overestimating him!"

"You didn't think much of him, but you still chose to cooperate with me, didn't you?" the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon said with a faint smile.

"So much time has passed, I'm tired! Exhausted!"

A deep weariness flashed in the eyes of the Eighth Hunting Ancestor. "If that kid can really do it, it might be a relief for our clan!"

"If Juntian had been as open-minded as you were back then, I wouldn't have parted ways with him!"

The Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon sighed softly, seemingly reminiscing about the past.

Once upon a time, he and Juntian were considered close friends.

"The clan leader has his reasons, but he's been guarding that thing for a while now, hasn't he? He's had enough!"

The Eighth Hunting Ancestor gave the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon a deep look. "So, even though I don't think much of that kid, I still want to take a gamble. At worst, they can banish me, the Eighth Hunting Ancestor, to the Eternal Ruins, and I'll be much more at ease."

"Hmph, don't worry, that won't happen!"

The Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon patted the Eighth Hunting Ancestor on the shoulder, "You must believe that my judgment is never wrong!"

……

It will forever fall into ruin.

The stronger the wind and frost, the denser the blizzard!
In that frigid and desolate place, Ling Feng was struggling to cross a depression completely covered by ashes and snow when a sudden change occurred!

Click!

Click!

Click!

The thick layer of ash on the ground suddenly exploded, and the next moment, pale figures leaped out of the ash and surrounded Ling Feng with astonishing speed!
Ling Feng's pupils contracted, and he subconsciously wanted to activate the Chaos Realm, only to find that all he could rely on now were his fists.

"Damn it!"

He cursed under his breath, but could only clench his fists to protect himself, while staring intently at the uninvited guests.

Those pale figures were none other than "snow monsters" formed from ice, snow, and ash.

They are roughly human-shaped, but their limbs are disproportionately long, with overly long arms and short, thick legs.

Its entire body was composed of grayish-white ice and snow, covered with a layer of sticky ash. It had no facial features, only a blurry outline of a head with two dark holes that flickered with eerie blue icy flames.

They were slightly smaller than Ling Feng, about half his size, but in number...

They were densely packed together; at a glance, there were no fewer than a thousand of them!

These yeti were silent, only staring at Ling Feng with their empty "eyes," slowly moving to form a constantly shrinking encirclement.

Ling Feng's heart sank.

Having lost the power of creation and the Chaos Realm, his combat strength has been greatly reduced.

Facing such a large number of enemies is probably going to be a bit tricky.

Moreover, in this extremely cold environment, the rate at which the Creation Breath within his body was draining away also increased significantly.

In other words, he not only had a negative effect of continuous health loss, but also had at least 90% of his strength sealed away.

Add to that the interference of environmental factors, and the situation in this battle is likely to be quite dire!

"Roar!!!"

The lead yeti suddenly let out a strange hiss, as if it were a signal, and then all the yetis moved at the same time!
Rumble!
The next moment, the whole world began to shake violently. The Yeti rushed towards Ling Feng like a herd of running bison, bringing with them howling cold winds and ash everywhere!
"Come on!" Ling Feng's eyes sharpened, and instead of retreating, he charged forward to meet the first few snow monsters that pounced on him!
Even though he can't use any of the power of the laws right now, his body has been honed to the point of almost becoming a fighting machine through thousands of years of fierce battles within the Broken Realm.

boom!
Ling Feng threw a punch that smashed right through the chest of a Yeti.

boom!
With a dull thud, a large hole exploded in the chest of the foremost yeti, scattering ice crystals everywhere.

But the yeti's movements only paused slightly before new frost immediately surged from its damaged chest, rapidly repairing it.

"Such strong recovery ability?"

Ling Feng felt a chill run down his spine. He dodged the attack of another snow monster by sidestepping it and then smashed its neck with a backhand elbow.

Click!

The Yeti's neck was broken, and its head was tilted to one side.

But it still didn't fall; ice and snow spread along the broken section, and it was actually trying to reconnect!
"It seems the vital point isn't in the head!"

Ling Feng instantly made a judgment, his gaze sweeping over the entire body of the Yeti.

The next moment, he noticed that a ball of blue ice flame seemed to be dancing in the center of the chests of those snow monsters. Although the light was covered by the deep golden snow, Ling Feng still sensed it keenly.

Even though he cannot activate the Emperor's Eye at this moment, his insight is still "abnormal".

In an instant, Ling Feng shifted his feet, dodging the claw attack of the third yeti. He then brought his five fingers together like a knife and stabbed towards the chest of the first yeti with lightning speed!

puff!

His palm pierced through the Yeti's chest cavity in an instant, grabbing the pulsating ball of ice flame.

It feels icy cold to the touch, as if you are holding a piece of ancient ice.

Ling Feng squeezed hard!
Click!

As the ice flames exploded, the snow monster froze instantly, the ice flames in its eyes went out, and its entire body scattered into a pile of ice, snow, and ashes with a "whoosh," never to be reassembled.

"I see!"

Ling Feng's spirits lifted.

Having found the weakness, the rest of the battle became much simpler.

He was like a tiger among sheep, charging and weaving through the Yeti.

Every punch and every kick aimed precisely at the icy flames on the Yeti's chest, shattering everything in their path.

boom!
Click!

puff!

Like a tireless fighting machine, Ling Feng, relying on his honed combat instincts and powerful physique, carved a path through the horde of Yetis.

In a short time, nearly a hundred Yetis fell to his fists, turning into ice shards on the ground.

However, there were simply too many Yetis, and they seemed to possess some basic intelligence. After losing dozens of their companions, the remaining Yetis stopped charging blindly and retreated quickly, putting distance between themselves and Ling Feng.

Immediately afterwards, all the Yetis raised their arms at the same time, and the tips of their arms began to deform, quickly condensing into longbows made of ice crystals!

With his other hand, he grabbed at the void, and ashes and cold air gathered together, condensing into pale, icy arrows!
Thousands of Yetis simultaneously drew their bows and nocked arrows, the arrows pointing at Lingfeng, who was surrounded in the center.

The pale blue flames danced on the tip of the arrow, locking onto every vital point on his body.

"not good!"

Ling Feng's expression suddenly changed drastically. Without the protection of the Chaos Realm, he certainly couldn't block all the arrows.

next moment--

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!

A dense, suffocating sound of air being torn apart rang out as thousands upon thousands of ice arrows rained down like a storm, covering every inch of space around Ling Feng!
The arrows tore through the air, leaving pale trails that pulverized the falling ashes and snow!

There is no way to avoid it!

Ling Feng's pupils suddenly contracted. He roared, crossed his arms to protect his head, face, and chest, curled up, and tensed his muscles to the extreme, preparing to withstand this wave of arrows!
Puff puff puff puff puff!

The sound of arrows piercing bodies was incessant. Although the power of these ice arrows was far less than that of the bow-wielding Star Hunter named You, he had now lost the protection of the power of creation and could not open the Chaos Realm.

In addition, there were simply too many opponents, and the dense rain of arrows left him with no chance to fight back.

"Uhhhhhh-!!!"

Ling Feng let out a painful roar as his body was instantly riddled with bullets!

Dozens of ice arrows were embedded in his arms, thighs, shoulders, abdomen...

The blood was frozen by the cold air before it could flow out, forming a hideous blood ice at the wound.

He staggered backward, and with each step he retreated, more arrows were pierced into his body.

In an instant, Ling Feng felt as if he had been pierced by countless red-hot iron nails!
Yes, after those ice arrows pierced the body, they actually brought a burning sensation to the veins, and intense pain came from all parts of the body.

The ice arrow pierced through his body, and the scorching heat rushed in through the wound, burning away the primordial energy within him!

This also caused the rate at which the Breath of Creation was lost to increase dramatically.

The Yetis remained expressionless as they drew their bows and nocked arrows once more; a second volley of arrows was already brewing.

"Damn it, if this keeps up, I'm afraid I'll really die here!"

Ling Feng gritted his teeth. He finally understood why the Eternal Ruins Realm was called a place of certain death.

If they were hit by a few more rounds, even if they didn't die on the spot, they would completely lose their fighting ability due to the depletion of the Breath of Creation, and become prey for these monsters.

A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes. He endured the excruciating pain, reached out and grabbed an ice arrow stuck in his left arm, and pulled it out with a swift motion!

scoff!

The arrow, strewn with ice shards and bits of flesh, was forcibly ripped out, causing the wound to gush blood, which was quickly frozen by the cold air.

Ling Feng didn't even look at it, and used the blood-stained ice arrow as a weapon, throwing it with his backhand!

puff!
The ice arrow struck a Yeti precisely in the chest, shattering it.

But it’s a drop in the bucket.

More arrows are already hurtling through the air!

Ling Feng frantically swung his arms, blocking and dodging, while constantly pulling out arrows from his body to use as throwing weapons in retaliation.

Drawing arrows, throwing, parrying, dodging...

His movements became slower and slower, but the number of arrows stuck in his body increased.

Blood stained most of his body, then condensed into dark red ice crystals at low temperatures.

Every breath carried a heavy smell of blood and a piercing, icy chill.

The rate at which the Breath of Creation was being drained accelerated once again due to the worsening of his injuries!
Ling Feng could clearly feel the power within his body rapidly draining away, like sand in an hourglass, unstoppable.

My vision began to blur, and the sounds of arrows piercing the air and the howling wind and snow gradually faded away, replaced by my own heavy heartbeat and labored breathing.

The shadow of death is slowly creeping in... (End of Chapter)