Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Ling Feng took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the unease in his heart. He quickly stood up and bowed to the middle-aged man opposite him, saying, "Junior Ling Feng greets Clan Chief."

"No need for such formalities."

Jun Tian smiled and waved his hand, his voice gentle, seemingly without any airs of a clan leader, "Since you are the adopted son of Xi Huang, you are of the same generation as me. In fact, I should call you 'brother'."

"Heh...hehe..."

Ling Feng chuckled dryly, "Clan Chief, you're joking."

Ling Feng did not take advantage of the situation. Instead, he bowed even lower and spoke respectfully: "The clan leader is the clan leader. There is a distinction between superiors and inferiors. Although I was adopted by Emperor Xi by chance, I am now considered half a member of the Star Hunting Clan. How dare I overstep my bounds in front of the clan leader?"

His words were impeccable, demonstrating both his respect for the status of the Juntian Clan Chief and using Xi Huang as a shield.

Whatever the clan leader's purpose may be, it is ultimately inseparable from Xi Huang.

Although it was somewhat like a fox borrowing the tiger's might, facing such a terrifying existence, Xi Huang was Ling Feng's last resort.

Upon hearing this, Jun Tian's eyes flashed with a sharp light, then he chuckled and shook his head: "Your name is Ling Feng, right? Ling Feng, you don't really need to be so wary of me. We are not enemies, are we?"

"Forehead……"

Ling Feng smiled bitterly to himself. "I don't want to be your enemy either, but I'm afraid your position as clan leader will have to be reassigned..."

However, his expression remained unchanged, and he simply smiled and said, "Of course, how could we be enemies? The clan leader really loves to joke."

Jun Tian smiled faintly and did not dwell on the matter. He simply gestured for Ling Feng to sit down, saying, "Sit down, there's no need for formalities."

"Then this junior will not stand on ceremony."

Ling Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat down in the seat opposite Jun Tian.

Looking back, the self trapped in countless mirror images is still spinning in the same place.

He couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Chief, what is that...?"

"It's just a bit of the power of the laws of time, which I call the Wheel of Time."

Jun Tian smiled and then raised his hand to pour Ling Feng a cup of tea.

The tea was clear and bright, exuding a faint fragrance. Stars seemed to flow and laws seemed to rise and fall within the cup.

Ling Feng could sense that the primordial energy contained in this cup of tea was more than a hundred times purer and richer than that in the Heavenly Bathing Pool.

"Try it, this is 'Seasonal Dew' that I personally refined."

Jun Tian pushed the teacup in front of Ling Feng and said casually, "You cultivate the Ancestral God Technique, so you should be able to sense its mysteries."

"Then this junior thanks the clan chief in advance."

Ling Feng did not hesitate and gently picked up the teacup, taking a small sip.

After all, with Juntian's abilities, he could easily deal with him if he wanted to, so why would he need to tamper with the tea?

As the dew entered his body, his ancestral veins began to invigorate.

Despite his daily arduous cultivation, Ling Feng has made no progress over this long period of time.

But the effect of this single drop of dew is almost equivalent to Ling Feng cultivating an entire Beast Sea Star.

His eyes widened instantly, and he downed the entire cup of Shi Lu in one gulp.

"Excellent tea! Chieftain, this tea is truly amazing!"

Ling Feng praised it highly, while Jun Tian picked up the teapot again and poured Ling Feng another cup.

Ling Feng didn't stand on ceremony, drinking one cup after another. After five cups, even the Juntian Clan Chief couldn't help but twitch his lips slightly.

I've seen impolite people before, but I've never seen anyone this impolite.

Is this kid just here to freeload?
With a sigh of helplessness, he pushed the entire teapot in front of Ling Feng, saying, "Since Brother Ling Feng likes to drink this, I'll give you a few more pots when you leave."

"Then thank you very much, Chieftain!"

Ling Feng realized he had been somewhat out of line, quickly put down his teacup, and chuckled at Jun Tian, ​​"Sorry, it's just too much to reveal at this moment..."

"Alright, alright..."

Jun Tian waved his hand and smiled, "Brother Ling Feng, you probably already know that this position of mine originally belonged to Xi Huang. If he can truly escape from the Eternal Ruins and return to the clan, I will naturally hand over the position of clan leader to him."

He spoke frankly, his eyes clear, as if he truly believed it.

"Chieftain is joking."

Ling Feng forced a smile, his tone still respectful: "Who will become the clan leader is ultimately an internal matter for the Star Hunting Clan. As an outsider, it's really not appropriate for me to interfere."

He paused, then continued, "My arrival here was purely accidental. Now, all I want is to return to my original world as soon as possible and reunite with my family and friends. That's all."

"Ha ha……"

Jun Tian smiled faintly, but his gaze lingered on Ling Feng, as if trying to see through him completely.

Ling Feng felt a chill run through his body, as if his blood had frozen, as if everything about him was laid bare before this patriarch of the Juntian clan.

He took a deep breath. If it weren't absolutely necessary, he really wouldn't want to get involved in the struggles of these important figures.

Fortunately, Na Juntian only laughed for a while before his smile faded and his gaze returned to calm.

“Ling Feng, now that you possess the complete ‘Ancestral God Technique’ and have successfully condensed your ancestral veins, even if you don’t want to get involved, that guy Lao Ba… probably won’t allow you to stay out of it, right?”

Ling Feng felt a chill run down his spine.

As expected, it seems the myna bird was right; the clan leader's goal was also the complete Ancestral God Technique.

For this clan chief, his own existence was already a great threat.

After all, he was the adopted son of Xi Huang, possessed the complete Ancestral God Technique, and had even condensed the Ancestral Vein.

These conditions all qualify Ling Feng to seize the position of clan leader.

On the contrary, he, the clan leader who was appointed in a time of crisis, has never been recognized by Emperor Xi. Even though he has been in power for so many years, in the eyes of many of Emperor Xi's former departments, he may not be as important as the title of Emperor Xi's adopted son.

"Hehehe..."

Ling Feng chuckled dryly, then forced himself to say, "Although the Eighth Hunting Ancestor has been kind to me, it's only because of my godfather. As for anything else, I dare not ask, nor do I want to."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Jun Tian gave a half-smile, and his gaze made Ling Feng's heart tremble.

"Alright, no need to beat around the bush anymore."

Jun Tian suddenly stopped smiling, and his tone became serious: "Ling Feng, how about we make a deal?"

coming.

Ling Feng's heart tightened; he knew the main topic was about to be discussed.

This clan chief certainly didn't invite me for tea out of the blue.

"Please speak, Chief."

"If you are willing to hand over the complete 'Ancestral God Technique,' I will personally send you back to your original world." Jun Tian looked directly into Ling Feng's eyes and said, word by word, "What do you say?"

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched, and his mind began to race with calculations.

For the patriarch of the Starhunter clan, sending himself away would be the best option, as it would also eliminate a potential threat and competitor.

Therefore, he has reasons and motives to help himself.

But does he really have the ability to return unharmed with this powerful force that is enough to dominate the world of miracles?
Ling Feng expressed his doubts, after all, what the Eighth Hunting Ancestor said before was not without reason.

If this clan leader simply reincarnated into the world of miracles using the Pillars of Creation, losing all his power and memories, it doesn't seem to have much significance.

Seemingly sensing Ling Feng's doubts, Jun Tian smiled faintly and continued, "It seems that Lao Ba has already told you about the price you have to pay for borrowing the Pillar of Creation to go back."

He then changed the subject, saying, "The rules of the Pillars of Creation are indeed inviolable. Even I cannot send you back intact, but that doesn't mean I can't send you back as completely as possible."

Ling Feng was taken aback: "What do you mean by that, Clan Chief?"

"You should have already realized that my laws of creation are related to 'time'."

Jun Tian smiled slightly, and Ling Feng finally understood that everything Jun Tian had done just now was to deliberately reveal this information.

"With my abilities, I can easily seal away a portion of your ancestral power and memories temporarily. Then..."

He gazed into Ling Feng's eyes and slowly said, "I will send your 'present body' back to its original world through the Pillar of Creation. Since your 'ancestral source power' and 'memories' have been sealed by me and will not be reincarnated with you, this part of your existence will not be suppressed or rejected by the rules of the Pillar of Creation, nor will it be completely erased."

"Once you return to your original world, you only need to wait for a specific opportunity, and I can release the sealed 'ancestral power' and 'memories' from the sealed time point and re-merge them with you."

"Although you will temporarily lose your cultivation and memories when you first return, you will be able to regain everything once the opportunity arises. Moreover, since the ancestral vein's source power crosses directly from the river of time back into your body, it will not be suppressed by the rules of your world, and you can still retain a considerable portion of the power that should not belong to that world."

"Although it is far from being comparable to you now, it is enough to make you invincible and dominate everything in that world."

In an instant, Ling Feng's heart began to pound uncontrollably.

This plan...

It seems like it really works!

If Jun Tian wasn't lying to him, then this was indeed a relatively safe route home.

Although there were some minor setbacks, it seemed much simpler than seizing the position of clan leader and then refining the Pillar of Creation.

The Eighth Hunting Ancestor's plan is so terrifying that it's unthinkable to even hear about it, let alone actually carry it out.

That's absolutely insane!
but……

Ling Feng quickly calmed down.

Perhaps Juntian's suggestion is indeed a good solution, but in doing so, one's fate would be completely in Juntian's hands.

Moreover, he didn't know what that so-called opportunity was.

Ultimately, Ling Feng still cannot fully trust Jun Tian.

Of course, there is an even more important point, which is also the reason why Ling Feng chose to cooperate with the Eighth Hunting Ancestor.

He not only wants to go back, but he also wants to bring his family and companions to this more "real" world, instead of staying in that dream bubble that could burst at any moment, where everything depends on "luck".

Therefore, what he wanted to retain was not the invincible power that swept across the world of miracles, but the more crucial breath of the creator god!
Remembering the Eighth Hunting Ancestor's instructions not to agree to any of Juntian's conditions, Ling Feng hesitated briefly before making his decision.

Since we have already agreed to cooperate with the Eighth Hunting Ancestor, how can we go back on our word?

Although the myna bird's method sounds unreliable, it hasn't harmed him so far.

In addition to his relationship with Xi Huang, he could tell that the myna bird had a deep and genuine respect for Xi Huang.

Therefore, Lingfeng would be more willing to believe the Eighth Hunting Ancestor than this clan leader.

"Ling Feng, what are you still hesitating for? No one can help you except me!"

He stared intently at Ling Feng, a hint of urgency in his voice for the first time, "Don't you want to go back?"

Jun Tian never expected that the Eighth Hunting Ancestor's method was much simpler and more brutal than his own.

However, refining the Pillar of Creation was something even he, as the clan leader, dared not even think about.

"Chieftain."

Ling Feng raised his head, a sincere yet helpless expression on his face: "The conditions you offered are indeed very tempting. I really want to complete this deal with you and return to my original world smoothly, but, alas..."

He sighed deeply before smiling bitterly and saying, "But the 'Ancestral God Manual' that my adoptive father, Xi Huang, passed down to me is truly incomplete. I have only managed to obtain about 30,000 volumes so far. You want the complete 80,000 volumes? I... I really can't provide them!"

Juntian's expression darkened slightly.

"Ling Feng, I've already said, there's no need to beat around the bush."

His voice remained calm, but subtle ripples began to spread through the surrounding space.

In the countless mirror images, Ling Feng's figure began to blur and distort, as if it would collapse and dissipate at any moment.

“Since Emperor Xi has taken you as his adopted son, why would he only pass on 30,000 volumes of the Ancestral God Manual to you? Since he wants to cultivate a successor, he will definitely pass on the complete inheritance to you. You can’t hide this from me.”

Ling Feng felt a chill run down his spine, but he still forced a smile and said, "Clan leader, you are wise. I am not even a member of the Star Hunting Clan. How could my adoptive father possibly want me to be his successor? He passed on the Ancestral God Technique to me only so that I could protect myself in the Eternal Ruins Realm. That's all."

He raised his head, met Juntian's gaze, and said in a deep voice, "If the clan leader doesn't believe me, you can wait until your adoptive father, Xihuang, escapes from the Eternal Ruins and then personally question him! Besides, you are already the clan leader. After your adoptive father comes out, he will definitely personally pass on the complete 'Ancestral God Technique' to you, right?"

Jun Tian stared at Ling Feng, his expression becoming somewhat distorted.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze, and the flow of time became extremely slow.

Ling Feng even had the illusion that he had been killed a thousand times, ten thousand times in that instant!

And that's exactly what happened.

In that split second, almost out of control, Jun Tian simultaneously chose to immediately kill Ling Feng at different points in time.

But in the end, he chose this moment, in which he had suppressed his anger, as the true "future".

This is the creation law of Juntian.

Within his creation, he can make the same event develop in countless possibilities, thus creating countless different branching futures.

But ultimately, the future he chose will become a real reality.

However, he is not entirely unrestrained, since once he makes his choice, that reality cannot be changed by his abilities.

Ling Feng was relentlessly slaughtered by Jun Tian in those branches to vent his anger, which is why Ling Feng felt incredibly exhausted after just one glance, as if his body had been completely drained.

Because he has truly died thousands or tens of thousands of times.

Fortunately, just when Ling Feng was about to give up, Jun Tian finally withdrew his gaze.

"Ling Feng, you are a smart man."

He shook his head, a hint of regret in his voice: "But sometimes, smart people make the most foolish choices."

"So, you really...aren't you going to reconsider?" (End of Chapter)