Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

"Ugh!—"

Ling Feng let out a painful growl, blood gushing from his seven orifices, his entire body trembling violently under the impact of the raging annihilation power.

The surface of the Chaos Dantian was covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and the Chaos Creation Realm was shaking violently, as if it would collapse completely at any moment.

"No... I can't hold on any longer..."

Ling Feng's consciousness began to blur, and his vision began to go black.

He felt his life force being devoured by the power of annihilation, and his skin was drying up at a visible speed, like a corpse that was rapidly decaying.

And at this critical moment—

hum!
The wisp of primordial divine energy within his body suddenly trembled slightly.

In an instant, pure white light, like the first spark igniting in the darkness, suddenly spread out.

Wherever the white light passed, the violent destructive power calmed down immediately, as if it had encountered its natural enemy.

No, it was more like it was "purified".

In a sense, the power of annihilation is like the other side of the power of creation. Under the purification of that wisp of divine creation breath, it is like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun, rapidly melting away and eventually transforming into the purest primordial energy, which merges into Ling Feng's chaotic dantian.

"This...this is..."

Ling Feng's spirits lifted, and without thinking too much, he immediately seized this fleeting opportunity.

He activated his cultivation technique with all his might, causing his two silver ancestral veins to spin wildly and unleash a terrifying suction force.

The pure energy purified by the breath of creation flowed into the ancestral veins like rivers flowing into the sea.

hum!
hum!
hum!
The ancestral vein trembled violently, and the creation Dao patterns on its surface became clearer and more complex.

Silver light surged through the meridians, and wherever it passed, damaged flesh, bones, and internal organs began to regenerate and heal at an astonishing speed.

To Ling Feng's even greater surprise, the prototype of the third ancestral vein was slowly beginning to condense!
"The energy within this jade pendant... is so pure!"

Ling Feng was shaken.

This energy is even more ancient and closer to the essence of the world than the spiritual power contained in the dew.

"Could this be the reason why the myna bird sent me here?"

Ling Feng seemed to understand something.

Chaos is the beginning of all things, and also the end of all things. It can devour everything, and it can also evolve everything.

Although the power of annihilation is a destructive force, its essence is still a part of this world, and it can still be refined and absorbed by chaos.

However, this process is too dangerous; if one is not careful, one will be swallowed up instead.

The breath of the creator god is that "insurance".

With the purification of the Creator God's breath, the process of refining the Burial Jade was transformed from a near-death experience into an incredible opportunity!

"continue!"

A fervent glint flashed in Ling Feng's eyes. Without further hesitation, he unleashed the Ancestral God Technique with all his might.

Inside the underground cave, Ling Feng sat cross-legged, his body enveloped in silver and pure white light. The silver light was the power of his ancestral veins, and the pure white light was the breath of the creator god. The two colors of light intertwined, forming a huge cocoon of light that completely enveloped Ling Feng.

Inside the cocoon of light, energy surged and Daoist principles flowed.

The outline of the third ancestral vein is becoming clearer and more solid.

……

Deep within the Spirit Realm of Creation, inside a towering black mountain.

This place appears to have been artificially transformed into a massive stone palace.

The stone palace was constructed entirely of some kind of pitch-black rock, its surface covered with twisted runes, exuding a terrifying aura of destruction.

Above the entrance to the main hall are three ancient characters: Hongxing Palace.

In the center of the main hall, there was a long, slender black stone table.

At this moment, twelve figures were already seated around the stone table on both sides.

These twelve figures, each with a different form, all retained some characteristics similar to ferocious beasts, while also possessing outlines resembling humans.

Some have bony wings on their backs, some have curved horns on their heads, some are covered in scales, and some have long tails.

But they already have clearly defined limbs and torsos, and even facial features that are similar to those of humans, only more distorted and ferocious.

This is the existence at the very pinnacle within the Realm of Creation—

The Twelve Deathly Annihilations.

Their hoarse whispers echoed within the dimly lit main hall of the Star-Rising Palace.

"The seal has weakened again; we should have acted long ago!"

"Hasn't that Star Hunter arrived yet?"

"Lord of the Abyss said the time is not yet ripe..."

"The time is not right, the time is not right, when will the time be right..."

"The Lord said he will come..."

At that very moment—

hum!
A ripple spread through the space at the entrance of the main hall.

The next moment, a figure slowly floated in from the void.

It was a figure dressed in a wide black robe, the hood of which completely concealed the face, leaving only a deep darkness visible.

Compared to the twelve bizarrely shaped demons in the hall, its figure did not appear tall, and was even somewhat slender, but wherever it passed, the surrounding demonic power automatically retreated, as if submitting to it.

Immediately afterwards, the twelve evil spirits stood up at the same time, bowed deeply, and didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

"Greetings, Lord of the Abyss!"

The voices were unified and filled with heartfelt reverence.

The figure in black robes floated to the main seat directly in front of the stone table and then slowly sat down.

"sit."

A calm, neutral voice, indistinguishable between male and female, came from under the hood.

The twelve demons then sat down again, their gazes all turning to the main seat.

"He's come in."

Lord Mingyuan spoke slowly, his voice still calm, yet it made the temperature in the entire hall drop a few degrees.

"They've come in?!"

"It's finally here!"

"Where is it, in which area?"

The twelve deadly spirits caused a stir.

"Southeast, the outer area of ​​the Spirit Realm."

The Lord of the Abyss said calmly, "Just now, for a fleeting moment, I sensed the aura of the Creator God, which suddenly erupted but quickly disappeared. It must have been that person unintentionally using the power of divine energy." "Southeast direction?"

The Fourth Bloodthirsty Roar suddenly stood up, grinning wildly and revealing his gleaming white fangs: "Let your subordinate go, Your Majesty. Your subordinate will bring back his head and present it to Your Majesty."

"What use would I have for his head? Sit down!"

Mingyuan glanced at him indifferently.

Just one glance.

Blood Roar's massive body stiffened abruptly, and an overwhelming fear flashed in its eyes.

It dared not say another word, obediently sat back on the stone chair, lowered its head, and dared not meet the gaze of the abyss.

Lord Mingyuan shook his head, his gaze remaining calm: "That kid can't die yet. On the contrary, we should help him."

"why?"

The twelfth Deathly Corpse spoke in a muffled voice, its chest pouch bulging: "Lord, can that guy really be trusted? The seal on the Pillars of Creation is getting weaker and weaker. Even with our own strength, we can definitely break through and destroy those Star Hunters. Why cooperate with him?"

"Because simply fighting your way out is far from enough."

The Lord of the Abyss spoke slowly, his gaze profound: "What I want is to completely destroy the Pillar of Creation and let the power of Annihilation sweep across the entire World Sea. Only in this way can we welcome back the Great Lord of Annihilation and make him the eternal ruler of that world!"

"That old bastard thinks he's using me, but little does he know, I'm using him too!"

Lord Mingyuan paused for a moment, then continued, "That kid who just entered the Creation Realm possesses the divine aura of creation, and only he can refine the Pillar of Creation. And the moment he refines the Pillar of Creation is the moment when the Pillar of Creation is most vulnerable."

"At that time, the suppressed Darkin Overlords will launch a counterattack. We will then launch a full-scale attack and cooperate with the Overlords from within and without to destroy the Pillars of Creation in one fell swoop and completely annihilate the Star Hunter Clan."

"So, that kid can't die now. Instead, we need to help him absorb the divine energy of creation from beneath the Spirit Abyss, so that he has enough power to refine the Pillar of Creation."

"When our divine energy is depleted, the spiritual realm will completely collapse, and there will be no more obstacles preventing us from leaving. At that time, we only need to continue to lie low and wait for that kid to refine the Pillar of Creation. Everything will then fall into place naturally!"

After he finished speaking, the hall fell silent.

The Twelve Demon Kings digested the information in their Lord's words, their eyes gleaming with excitement, cruelty, and eagerness.

Once the Great Lord of Annihilation breaks the seal and leads countless Darkborn Overlords to descend, he will surely be able to sweep away everything and engulf the entire Star Hunter Clan.

The era of the Darkin, belonging to the Star-Destroying Star, will truly arrive and remain eternally unchanged.

"Your Majesty is wise!"

The Second Deathly Abyss uttered a hoarse hiss: "Then what should we do?"

A glint flashed in the eyes of the Lord of the Abyss, “From now on, we will keep sending that kid small ‘gifts’.”

"A gift? What gift?"

“Naturally, it is Hongyu.”

The Lord of the Abyss slowly said, "He needs the Jade of Death to enhance his strength, so we will give him the Jade of Death. Let him acquire the Jade of Death along the way, refine it, grow stronger step by step, get closer and closer to the source of the Creation God's Breath, and step by step... fall into the net we have woven."

He took a deep breath before continuing, "Who among you is willing to do it?"

"I go!"

"Let me go!"

"My Lord, I'll go!"

Most of the twelve deadly evil spirits are eager to try.

They were all driven to the brink of despair by the Star Hunters, and eventually escaped into the Creation Realm, where they survived the destruction of the Creation God's breath. They have been barely surviving until now, and with the help of the Lord of the Abyss, they have finally evolved to the level of the Upper Darkborn.

Deep down, they all harbored a deep hatred for the Star Hunters.

Now that they have the opportunity to annihilate the Star Hunter clan, they are naturally extremely eager.

As for sacrificing some lower-level Darkborn to condense the Death Jade, what is such a small price to pay?

As long as it's not me who dies, that's all that matters.

The Lord of the Abyss's gaze slowly swept over the twelve Fiends, finally settling on the third Fiend, Shadow Weaving, and the seventh Fiend, Soul Crying.

"Shadow Weaves, Soul Cries."

"Your subordinate is here."

The Third Shadow Weaver and the Seventh Soul Weaver rose simultaneously and bowed to the Lord of the Abyss.

“Go there and find that ‘Star Hunter,’ secretly guide him so that he can obtain more Soul Jade.”

Lord Mingyuan said calmly, "Yingzhi, you are the most meticulous, so you will be in charge of controlling the overall situation and ensuring that the boy will not encounter any danger to his life or deviate from the right path."

“Soul Cry, your ability allows you to command lower-level Darkborn Stars and ensure that they condense Death Jade when they are on the verge of death. Therefore, you are responsible for ‘manufacturing’ enough Death Jade and sending it to him for refining.”

"Remember, proceed step by step. At first, send him some weaker lower-level Dark Infiltrators to kill. Once he has increased his strength, send him stronger ones. When he is strong enough, reappear and lead him to the Spirit Abyss, so that he can refine the Creation God's Breath within."

"Yes, your lord!"

Shadow Weaving and Soul Weeping responded in unison.

"Go."

Lord Mingyuan waved his hand.

Shadowweaver and Soul Cry slowly merged into the shadows and mist, disappearing from sight.

"You may all go and prepare; the day of the great battle is not far off!"

"Yes!"

The next moment, the remaining ten evil spirits also dispersed.

Silence returned to the main hall.

Lord Mingyuan leaned back on the main seat, gazing at the empty hall. The smile on his lips gradually deepened and became eerie.

"Ancient times..."

He murmured softly, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes, "No matter what your plans are, this time, the winner will be us, the Darkborn of the Death Star!"

It turns out that the person cooperating with the Lord of the Abyss was actually the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon!
……

at the same time.

Beneath the underground cave, Ling Feng had no idea that he had only just entered the Creation Realm and had already been targeted by the old monsters among the Dark Descendants of the Dead Star.

At this moment, with the help of the Creation God's breath, Ling Feng has successfully absorbed most of the Annihilation Power within the Burial Jade. Unfortunately, although the prototype of the third ancestral vein has taken shape, he has ultimately failed to condense a complete third ancestral vein.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. With each additional ancestral vein, the difficulty of condensing it increases exponentially.

Otherwise, even a powerful clan leader like Juntian wouldn't have remained at the level of seven ancestral veins.

Even Xi only managed to condense his eighth ancestral vein after undergoing an ultimate nirvana in a desperate situation.

"Don't rush it, you can't rush it..."

Ling Feng shook his head. His progress was actually quite fast. Moreover, his Chaos Origin was now able to absorb and refine the power of annihilation. In other words, he had the ability to transform his own Chaos Origin into the power of annihilation.

As long as he protects his body with the power of annihilation, how different is he from the Darkborn of the Annihilation Stars around him?
The next moment, his eyelids twitched, his body shifted, and in an instant, he transformed back into the form of a three-eyed giant ape.

"All right!"

He raised his hairy hand, a satisfied smile spreading across his face. "Not bad, not bad, this should be foolproof. I'll blend in with the Darkborn of the Dead Star first, then launch a sneak attack from behind. That will definitely increase efficiency!" (End of Chapter)