Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

"All right."

Rong Tian chuckled and patted Ling Feng on the shoulder: "Ling Feng, your Eighth Brother has high hopes for you. Just stay here and cultivate quietly. Remember, this is a secret between you and me; you absolutely cannot let a fourth person know."

As he spoke, he glanced at Ya out of the corner of his eye. Although he didn't say a word, Ya immediately trembled and knelt down, his voice trembling: "Your subordinate... Your subordinate is willing to give your life for your master and the Eighth Hunting Ancestor, even unto death!"

"very good."

Rong Tian nodded, then looked at Ling Feng: "I'll say it again, whatever you need, just let me know, and I'll give you my full support."

After saying that, he didn't linger; his figure transformed into starlight and vanished into the air.

At the edge of Zhuotian Pool, only Lingfeng and Ya, kneeling on the ground, remained.

Ling Feng gazed in the direction where Rong Tian had disappeared, his heart churning with turbulent emotions that he could not calm down for a long time.

Refine the Pillar of Creation and become the patriarch of the Star Hunter Clan...

Every single thing they did could only be described as "crazy".

But this seems to be the choice he has to make.

"Godfather, oh Godfather, is this really what you wanted?"

Ling Feng couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. Upon careful analysis, what Rong Tian said was indeed not without reason.

How could the mighty Emperor Xi not know the price he would have to pay to use the Pillars of Creation to return to his original world?

That's why he passed on the complete "Ancestral God Technique" to me.

"Owner……"

Just then, Ya's cautious voice came, pulling Ling Feng back from his reverie.

Ling Feng turned his head and saw that Ya was still kneeling on the ground, his face pale, clearly terrified by the secret he had just heard.

"Get up."

Ling Feng waved his hand, his voice sounding somewhat tired: "Brother Ya, I'm very sorry to have dragged you into this."

"Since I had already decided to follow you, Master, there's no point in talking about being dragged down with me..."

Ya gritted his teeth, recalling that Ling Feng had treated him fairly sincerely, even allowing him to cultivate in the Zhuotian Pool before, which showed that Ling Feng truly did not regard him as a servant or subordinate.

After hesitating for a moment, Ya still spoke up: "Master, there is actually another matter, but I don't know if I should say it."

"Oh?"

Ling Feng stared intently at Ya, "Brother Ya, please speak freely."

"Hey……"

Ya sighed softly, "This Pillar of Creation is a divine artifact used by the God of Creation to suppress the Dark Descendants of the Dead Star. If you truly succeed in refining the Pillar of Creation, I hope that when you leave, you will not take it with you..."

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched slightly. Yes, since the Pillar of Creation was used to suppress the Dark Descendants of the Death Star, Rong Tian and the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon seemed to really want him to refine the Pillar of Creation.

There's always something subtly off about this.

"Hey……"

After a long pause, Ling Feng shook his head. Since he couldn't figure it out, there was no need to add to his worries for the time being.

His gaze sharpened, and he said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, Brother Cliff. My only goal is to return to my original world smoothly and bring back my important companions. As for the Darkborn of the Dead Star, they are a threat to the World Sea. If anything happens, I will definitely assist the Star Hunter Clan in suppressing the Darkborn of the Dead Star first."

After saying that, Ling Feng said no more and turned to walk towards Zhuotianchi.

The pool water has returned to calm, and the phantom image of the Nine Luminaries slowly rotates, casting a soft light.

He walked to the edge of the pool, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes.

Instead of worrying about potential future crises, it's better to improve your own capabilities first.

The five great hunter ancestors have successfully opened his meridians, and with such a vast amount of primordial spiritual energy stored within his ancestral meridians, he must quickly and completely master this power.

Ultimately, only your own strength matters!
……

The World of Miracles, the Abyss Zone.

Boiling Bone Swamp.

A grayish-white mist shrouds this desolate land year-round, and viscous bubbles occasionally rise from the rotting swamp, bursting open to release a nauseating stench.

Deep in the swamp, three figures...

Oh no, strictly speaking, there were four figures: three people and a donkey. The three figures were fighting a fierce battle with a group of rotting, zombie-like annihilation beasts.

The black donkey, however, lay to one side with its hind legs crossed, urging, "Hurry up, hurry up! We've already wasted so much time on just a few Annihilation Beasts!"

Those annihilated beasts were pieced together from the corpses that had accumulated in the swamp for thousands of years. They were grayish-white with exposed bones and ghostly green flames burning in their eye sockets.

Having been tainted by the dense embers and dust of this place, and through years of evolution and mutation, each of these zombie beasts exudes a decaying aura no weaker than that of an ordinary level three priest.

And there are hundreds of them!
"Roar--!"

A colossal, bone-destroying beast roared to the sky, its chest adorned with over a dozen skulls of different races. It gripped the ribs of an unknown behemoth in each hand as weapons, and slammed them down fiercely at the petite figure at the front.

"Perfect timing!"

The petite figure neither dodged nor evaded, her crimson moon in her hand drawing a poignant, blood-red arc.

"Chaos - Withering Slash!"

A gray-red blade aura burst forth, containing both the domineering power of chaos and the deathly stillness of decay.

As the blade's energy swept past, the Corpse-Destroying Beast's movements abruptly halted.

The next moment, its massive body was neatly cut in half. No blood flowed from the cut; instead, it withered rapidly and eventually turned into bone dust that scattered across the ground.

The blade's momentum didn't diminish; it annihilated another seven or eight bone-corroding beasts behind it before slowly dissipating.

"Pretty!"

On the left, a figure shrouded in dark red dragon-shaped flames laughed loudly and unleashed a series of punches, blasting several attacking bone-destroying beasts into fragments.

It was Han Tian.

And these three people and one donkey were none other than Ru Feng, Yan Jinghong, Han Tian, ​​and that utterly shameless black donkey.

More than a year has passed since they left the desolate royal court.

After a year of life-and-death trials, Han Tian's evil dragon bloodline became even purer, and his divine authority as the Bloodthirsty Mad Dragon was completely stabilized. Every move he made carried a violent and domineering dragon's might.

Although his level remains at the second-level clergy, he has reached his peak, and his true combat strength is no weaker than that of an ordinary first-level clergy.

"Don't be careless, the Bone-Rotting Beast King is about to emerge."

From the right, Yan Jinghong's cold voice rang out.

He lightly vibrated the Ice Soul Longsword in his hand, and the icy blue sword energy spread like ripples, freezing all the surrounding Corpse Bone Annihilation Beasts into ice sculptures, which then shattered.

His aura was even deeper and more restrained than a year ago. His Ice Soul Divine Duty had reached perfection, and he was now a true first-level divine being.

"Boom!"

The earth trembled violently, and then, deep in the swamp, mud churned, and a gigantic, bone-destroying beast, over eighty feet tall, slowly rose to its feet.

Its entire body was pieced together from countless skeletons, with three pairs of broken bone wings growing on its back, a crown woven from various skulls on its head, and two fist-sized emerald green ghost flames burning in its eye sockets.

It was none other than the Bone-Rotting Annihilation Beast King, whose strength rivaled that of a first-level divine being!
Moreover, they possess strength comparable to ordinary Silent Guards. (PS: The personal guards under the First God Throne, Wu Zhao, are commanded by Si You.)

"roar!!!--"

In an instant, the monster roared to the sky, its sound waves like tangible shockwaves, scattering the surrounding gray-white mist.

The next moment, its bony wings flapped, and its massive body pounced out with a speed completely disproportionate to its size. Its three pairs of bony wings were like six sharp bone knives, slashing towards Ru Feng and the other two.

"Let me handle this!" A blood-red dragon shadow surged in Han Tian's eyes, and his evil dragon bloodline erupted with full force. His body swelled to thirty feet, transforming into a half-human, half-dragon form. Dark red dragon flames burned on his fists as he fiercely met the Corrupted Bone Annihilation Beast King.

"Evil Dragon Burning Heaven Fist - Twin Dragons Blazing Heaven!"

Boom! Boom!
Two dragon-shaped fist-forces slammed into the bone wing, unleashing a deafening roar.

Han Tian grunted and flew backwards for hundreds of feet. His arms trembled slightly, and his fists were cut by the bone wings, leaving several deep, bone-revealing bloodstains.

The Bone-Rotting Beast King merely swayed slightly, and two charred fist marks appeared on its bone wings, but it did not suffer any substantial damage.

"so hard!"

Han Tian shook his numb arm, his expression grave.

"Its bones have been eroded by the bone-rotting swamp for millions of years, making them as hard as divine iron, so ordinary attacks can hardly damage them in the slightest."

Yan Jinghong stepped forward and stood side by side with Han Tian, ​​his Ice Soul Longsword pointing diagonally at the ground, its blade shimmering with icy blue light.

“I’ll restrict its movements; you and Rufeng will find an opportunity to deliver the fatal blow.”

"understand!"

Han Tian nodded, and the dark red dragon flames around him intensified by another three points.

"Ice Soul - Absolute Zero!"

Yan Jinghong thrust out his longsword, and the icy blue sword energy surged toward the Corpse-Destroying Beast King like a tidal wave.

Wherever it passed, the mud froze, the mist condensed into frost, and even space itself seemed to freeze.

The Bone-Rotting Beast King roared, its bone wings vibrating wildly in an attempt to shatter the spreading ice. However, Yan Jinghong's Ice Soul Divine Duty had reached perfection, and its extreme cold power far exceeded that of ordinary beings. Even with its peak strength as a first-level divine duke, its movements became visibly sluggish, and its body was covered with a thick layer of frost.

"Now!"

Han Tian seized the opportunity, his figure flashing like lightning, instantly appearing above the Bone-Rotting Beast King's head. Dark red dragon flames condensed to their peak on his fists, transforming into two burning evil dragon heaven-burning wheels, which slammed fiercely into its head.

"Evil Dragon Burning Heaven Fist - Twin Wheels Rifting the Sky!"

clang!!!
The force of the fist collided with the skull, producing a loud sound like metal striking metal.

The head of the Corpse-Destroying Beast King was smashed downwards, and two deep cracks appeared on its skull. The eerie green ghost fire flickered violently, becoming even more ferocious and terrifying.

"roar!!!--"

It flew into a rage, its three pairs of bone wings on its back vibrating wildly, shattering the frost on its body. The six bone wings, like six heavenly blades, lashed out at Han Tian.

The speed was so fast and the angle so tricky that it blocked all of Han Tian's escape routes.

"careful!"

Yan Jinghong's expression changed, and he was about to make a move. However, just as the bone wings were about to touch Han Tian—

"The Realm of Chaos and Decay".

A calm voice rang out.

The next moment, centered on Ru Feng, the gray-red light spread out like ripples on water, instantly covering an area of ​​several thousand feet.

Within the domain, the power of chaos and the power of decay intertwine, forming a strange and domineering power field.

The Bone-Rotting Beast King's movements suddenly froze, as if it had sunk into a quagmire, and the speed of its six bone wings slowed down by more than ten times.

Moreover, its bones began to rapidly become "brittle," even developing fine cracks, as if it had undergone millions of years of weathering.

The power of decay erodes the vitality of all things and accelerates their demise!
Even lifeless bones will quickly decay under the erosion of the decaying power.

"Haha! Ru Feng, well done!"

Han Tian was overjoyed and immediately swung his fist to launch another attack.

After more than a year of cooperation, he naturally understood that this was the greatest gain Ru Feng had made within the Withered Royal Court: the Withered Divine Office.

Now, Ru Feng has already begun to merge the Divine Duties of Wither and Chaos, forming the unique "Chaos Wither Divine Realm"!
Although the degree of integration is not high and the range of the domain is only a thousand feet, its power is already extremely terrifying.

"it's over!"

Ru Feng took a step forward, his figure appearing like a ghost in front of the Corpse-Destroying Beast King. The crimson blood moon gently pierced out, touching the largest skull in the center of its chest.

"Chaos, Decay, and Piercing".

laugh!
With a muffled thud, the moment the crimson blood moon's blade touched the skull, a gray-red light surged in like a tide.

The next moment, the massive body of the Corpse-Destroying Beast King trembled violently, and the ghostly green flames in its eye sockets suddenly went out.

"Click...click click..."

A series of cracking sounds emanated from its body, initially very faint, but gradually becoming more and more frequent, like popping beans.

In the blink of an eye, its entire skeleton was covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and finally, with a "boom," it completely shattered, turning into bone dust that scattered everywhere.

The next moment, a fist-sized, grayish-white annihilation beast crystal core, exuding a strong aura of death, fell from the bone powder and was caught by Ru Feng.

The core of the Corrupted Bone Annihilation Beast King contains pure power of death and decay, which is of great benefit to Ru Feng's understanding of the Divine Duty of Decay.

"call……"

As the wind let out a long sigh, the gray-red domain around his body slowly receded, and the deep red blood moon transformed into a beam of blood light and entered his body.

She looked down at the crystal core in her hand, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

one Year.

More than a year has passed since I left the desolate royal court.

Over the past year, she, Han Tian, ​​and Yan Jinghong have been training together in the Abyss Zone, experiencing countless life-and-death battles, and their strength has improved significantly.

Of course, strictly speaking, that also includes that bastard donkey.

Compared to them, the lowly donkey is basically in a state of stagnation, but he has still managed to obtain a decent divine position, and his current strength is enough to be considered a regular second-level divine being.

She herself even began to integrate the Withering Divine Order into the Chaos Divine Order, creating her own divine pronouncements and combat skills.

Her current strength is no weaker than that of the top-tier first-level clergy, and is even comparable to Metatron, the former second-ranking clergy member of the Divine Court.

but……

Ru Feng clenched his fist.

She could feel that the abyssal power within her had become stronger and more active over the past year.

Although it remained dormant deep within her chaotic dantian, showing no abnormalities and even providing some "help" during her battles, a gloom always shrouded Ru Feng's heart.

What exactly does Isobius, the Lord of the Abyss, want to do?
"Ru Feng, are you alright?"

Han Tian quickly walked to her side and asked with concern, "When you used the power of decay just now, I clearly sensed a trace of the abyss, that power..."

Ru Feng felt a chill in his heart, but remained calm on the surface, shaking his head and smiling, "It's nothing. It's just that after the Withering God and the Chaos God merged, the power attributes changed a bit, so it inevitably carries a bit of deathly aura, making it look like the power of the abyss."

"Is that so..."

Yan Jinghong, who was standing to the side, gave her a deep look. Although he did not ask any further questions, the worry in his eyes did not lessen.

Over the past year, Ru Feng's strength has increased at a terrifying rate, but at the same time, the faint aura of the abyss emanating from her body has become increasingly obvious.

Although Ru Feng kept saying it was the influence of the Withering God, Yan Jinghong, as the controller of the Ice Soul God, had an extremely keen perception of energy attributes.

He could tell that it was not simply the power of decay, but a deeper, more ancient, and more... evil power.

The power of the abyss.

Fortunately, at least for now, there seems to be nothing unusual about Ru Feng. (End of Chapter)