Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Southeast of the Creation Realm.

Two figures, like ghosts, moved silently through the dim sky.

The leader was none other than the third murderer, Shadow Weaver.

His figure appeared to be human, but his body was covered by a flowing shadow, as if he were draped in an eternal cloak of darkness.

Beneath the hood, two crimson lights, like the eyes of a venomous snake, slowly rotated in the darkness, coldly surveying the shattered earth below.

His movements looked quite bizarre, as if he were "melting" into the shadows, "flowing" from one patch of darkness to another, swallowing up even the light in his wake, leaving only a deeper darkness.

Following behind him was the Seventh Death Demon, Soul Cry.

From her appearance, she looked more like a voluptuous woman with a thin layer of grayish-white mist wrapped around her waist, like a shawl commonly worn by human women, slightly concealing her proud figure.

The grayish-white mist churned and surged, revealing countless distorted faces within, giving one a chilling feeling.

Her face was blurred, only her eyes, which were flowing with bloody tears, were clearly visible, revealing a sense of sorrow and death.

"This is roughly the area."

Just then, the Third Shadow Weaver suddenly stopped in mid-air, its scarlet gaze sweeping over a broken mountain range below.

This is the outer edge of the Creation Realm, where the power of annihilation is relatively thin, and most of the inhabitants are low-level Darkborn.

They have little intelligence, act only on instinct, and their form is incomplete, more like a condensation of annihilation power.

Therefore, in the eyes of these Darkborn, the lower-ranking Darkborn are not considered their own kind, and in certain specific circumstances, they can even be regarded as food.

Although the Creation Realm is just a fragment of the Creation God's creation, it is still incredibly large.

Therefore, although the Lord of the Abyss pointed out the general direction to them, it was still quite difficult to find an outsider in such a vast area.

“Nana, start.”

Yingzhi glanced back at Hunqi, her voice hoarse yet calm, like sandpaper rubbing against the ground.

"Ah."

Hunqi nodded, his eyes, which were filled with tears of blood, closed slightly.

next moment--

hum!
An invisible ripple suddenly spread out from her center.

Wherever the ripples passed, the lower-ranking Darkborn wandering in the mountains, fissures, and ruins trembled in unison.

In their eyes, the same blood-tear phantoms as those in Soul Cry's eyes simultaneously appeared.

"Go, find that outsider!"

Hunqi spoke softly, her voice ethereal and otherworldly, yet carrying an irresistible will.

Splash!
Throughout the mountain range, dozens of lower-ranking Darkborn simultaneously turned around and moved rapidly in the same direction.

They come in various shapes and sizes; some resemble multi-legged worms, some resemble bone-spiky fleshy balls, and some resemble rotting giant beasts.

But at this moment, their movements were perfectly synchronized, like puppets being manipulated.

"Wow, your ability is really useful!"

Shadowweaver's crimson gaze swept over the Darkborn, a hint of satisfaction in her eyes. "With so many lower-ranking Darkborn working together, we should be able to find that kid soon."

“I have already planted soul imprints on them, and once they are killed, they will automatically condense into the Death Jade.”

"very good."

Yingzhi nodded. "Once he has absorbed enough of the Jade of Death, I will personally lead him to the Spirit Abyss. At that time, the Lord's grand plan will be more than half completed."

"But will he become suspicious?"

Hunqi opened his eyes, tears of blood still flowing. "If the probability of condensing the Death Jade has increased so much, it doesn't seem quite normal."

"Doubt is inevitable."

Yingzhi said calmly, "But he had no choice. To survive here, becoming stronger is the only way out. And what we gave him was a 'shortcut' to becoming stronger. Even if he knew it might be a trap, faced with enough benefits, he could only walk into it step by step."

"Like a moth drawn to a flame?"

The voice of the soul weeping carried a faint hint of mockery.

"Do not."

Yingzhi corrected, "It's an insect that's fallen into a spider's web. We've woven such a carefully for him, he can't escape."

"Yes, yes!" Soul Cry nodded. "I really hope that kid can reach the point where he can absorb the Creator God's aura soon. We've been waiting for this day for far too long!"

"It will be soon!"

A cold glint flashed in Yingzhi's eyes. She then raised her hand and flattened a stone pillar beside her. Her figure landed lightly on the stone pillar. "Then now, let's just wait here in peace. After that kid has dealt with the first batch of lower-level Darkborns, you can send the next batch."

"Yes!"

Soul Cry landed behind Shadowweaver. Each of the lower-ranking Darkborn she controlled had some subtle connection with her.

Through this connection, she manipulates her subordinates and issues orders.

……

Meanwhile, in the southeastern peripheral area.

In an area filled with black stone forests, a figure is silently moving between the stone pillars.

That was none other than a three-eyed giant ape.

Its body was covered with dark gray long fur, and its third eye on its forehead was tightly closed, leaving only a faint line of blood.

When running at full speed, a faint aura of destruction lingers around him, blending perfectly with the surrounding environment.

This is precisely what Ling Feng transformed into.

"The mimicry ability of the Chaos Origin, combined with the disguise of the Annihilation Power... the effect is even better than expected."

As Ling Feng moved, he sighed inwardly.

Over the past three days, he has been hunting down Darkborn of the Death Star in an attempt to obtain the Death Jade, while simultaneously observing other Darkborn of the Death Star to make his disguise even more flawless.

Now, as long as he doesn't actively expose himself, even those who are also descendants of the Dark Star of Death would find it extremely difficult to recognize him.

The only problem is that the probability of condensing jade is really too low.

Aside from the first time he happened to obtain a Death Jade, Ling Feng has killed five more Death Star Dark Descendants in the past three days, but all of them have yielded nothing.

"A one in ten thousand chance, that's really something..."

Ling Feng shook his head and sighed softly. It seemed that his first time obtaining a jade was truly a stroke of good luck.

Although he could sense the wisp of the Creator God's aura within his body, which was constantly being summoned, he dared not go rashly.

Before you have enough strength, even the best opportunities are useless if you don't have the life to seize them.

He had already made up his mind that he would at least need to fully condense the third ancestral vein before considering moving forward.

"We can only try our luck in this area now."

Ling Feng took a deep breath and regained his confidence.

Now, relying on a single jade, he has condensed the rudimentary form of his third ancestral vein. If he is lucky enough to obtain one or two more jades, he should be able to break through.

With this in mind, Ling Feng suddenly accelerated and continued searching for new prey.

About half an hour later.

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks, and his third eye opened slightly.

From the depths of the stone forest ahead, violent energy fluctuations emanated, accompanied by frantic roars and crashing sounds.

"Oh, a battle?"

It's perfectly normal for the Darkin to fight each other and wrestle for territory. A thought struck Ling Feng; he concealed his aura and silently crept forward.

After passing several huge stone pillars, the view suddenly opened up before us.

On a leveled open field, two Darkborn were engaged in a frenzied battle.

It is shaped like a giant lizard, with a long body covered in thick bone armor, three rows of bone spikes on its back, and a bone hammer covered with sharp spikes at the end of its tail.

The other end resembled a centipede magnified several times, nearly three times the length of the other, with densely packed legs shimmering with a metallic sheen, and a pair of enormous pincers on either side of its head.

"That's interesting."

Ling Feng quickly assessed the strength of both sides. These two Darkborn were evenly matched, and a deadly battle would inevitably result in mutual destruction.

Moreover, their auras seemed even stronger than the Darkin he had killed the first time.

His gaze sharpened, and he immediately decided to wait until they were almost finished off before coming out to finish them off, saving him time and effort.

If you're lucky, you might even get two Death Jade in one go!

That would be wonderful!
Boom boom boom!
With a series of loud bangs, the giant lizard was attacking wildly, its bone-hammer-like tail slamming into the centipede. Each impact produced a dull thud, and fragments of bone armor and dark purple fluids flew everywhere.

The centipede, taking advantage of its length, tightly entangled the monitor lizard, its pincers constantly tearing at the monitor lizard's bony armor, while the sharp spikes at the ends of its legs frantically pierced into the gaps in the monitor lizard's shell.

The two Darkin had clearly been fighting for a long time; the surrounding ground was riddled with countless deep craters, large sections of rock pillars had collapsed, and the air was filled with a thick stench and the aura of destruction.

"It seems they've all been used up!"

Ling Feng sneered inwardly, already slowly mobilizing the Chaos Origin. At the same time, he slightly bent his limbs and tensed his muscles, ready to launch an attack at any moment.

In an instant, the battle had reached a fever pitch.

With a powerful tail strike, the giant lizard dented half of the centipede lizard's body, shattering its shell and spilling out its internal organs.

But the centipede darkling seized the opportunity to bite the giant lizard's neck tightly, its pincers tearing wildly, ripping off a large piece of its bony armor.

scoff!

Dark purple blood gushed out like a fountain, and the giant lizard roared in pain, rolling wildly in an attempt to shake off the centipede.

The two monsters were entangled together, rolling and crashing on the ground, leaving a trail of destruction in their wake.

"Now!"

A cold glint flashed in Ling Feng's eyes.

Just as the two Darkin clashed violently once again, and were temporarily locked in a stalemate—

boom!
The three-eyed giant ape that Ling Feng had transformed into suddenly sprang up, the ground beneath his feet cracked, and his figure shot out like a cannonball.

He did not charge directly into the battlefield, but instead, in mid-air, he made a grasping motion with his right claw, and the spiritual singularity instantly condensed into the form of a god-slaying spear.

"go with!"

Ling Feng shouted, and the spear flew from his hand, transforming into a streak of purple lightning that shot straight at the junction of the centipede's head and torso.

At the same time, Ling Feng pounced behind the giant lizard, his claws condensing annihilation power into two huge dark purple blades, which he stabbed fiercely into a crack in the giant lizard's carapace.

puff!
puff!
Two muffled thuds sounded almost simultaneously.

The God-Slaying Spear pierced the centipede's vital point with pincers, then exploded instantly, blasting the centipede's head to smithereens. Its massive body stiffened, its pincers unable to loosen, and it collapsed.

Ling Feng's sharp claws pierced deep into the giant lizard's body through the cracks in its bone armor, tearing the monster in half with a hissing sound, ripping it open.

"Roar!!!"

The giant lizard let out a shrill scream and struggled to swing its long tail at Ling Feng, but Ling Feng used his claws to forcefully penetrate the monster's abdominal cavity!
Stab it!

Internal organs mixed with blood gushed out, splashing all over Ling Feng's face.

Without pausing, Ling Feng pulled out his left claw, clenched his fist, and condensed the power of annihilation into a constantly spinning dark purple energy ball at the tip of his fist, which he then slammed down hard on the giant lizard's head.

boom! ! !
The monitor lizard's head exploded like a watermelon, its massive body twitched a few times, and then fell silent.

From the start to the end, the entire process took no more than three breaths.

Ling Feng took a breath, slowly straightened up, and the annihilating power swirling around his body gradually subsided.

He glanced at the two lifeless Darkin corpses on the ground, a glint of expectation in his eyes.

"These two Darkborn are quite powerful; they should be able to condense a Death Jade, right?"

However, it is counterproductive.

The corpses of the two Darkin began to dissolve, turning into dark purple mist.

However, the fog simply drifted away slowly and did not condense.

After waiting for a full quarter of an hour, the fog completely dissipated, leaving only two pools of viscous, dark purple liquid on the ground, along with some broken bones and shells.

There is no Hongyu.

"All that work for nothing again?!"

Ling Feng frowned slightly.

Including these two, a total of seven Darkborn were hunted, but all were in vain.

Does this drop rate have to be this realistic?
In reality, most of the Darkborn from the World Sea haven't even reached the level of condensing their ancestral veins, so the probability of condensing a Death Jade is only one in ten thousand.

Within the Creation Realm, given the strength of the Darkborn within, the probability of them condensing a Death Jade after death is approximately one percent.

But it's still pitifully low, and the number of people with seven heads (referring to a specific number of individuals) doesn't even appear, which is actually quite normal.

"Forget it, next time maybe we should gather ten to kill together, would the odds be higher?" (PS: As everyone knows, ten-pull gacha has a higher success rate?)
Ling Feng shook his head, no longer dwelling on it. He quickly cleaned up the scene and collected some Darkborn bones and shell fragments.

Although these materials are not as good as the Jade of Death, bringing some back to the Starhunter Clan might still be useful.

After doing all this, Ling Feng vanished in a flash.

……

Three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Ling Feng then hunted down eight more lone lower-level Darkborn.

Ling Feng originally wanted to gather ten to kill together, but the ideal was beautiful, but the reality was cruel.

Even if you are beaten half to death by a Darkin, leaving you with only a last breath, you will recover quickly due to their strong vitality. Therefore, you must kill it immediately after it is severely injured, otherwise it will be a waste of time.

That means he can only fight ten Darkborn Stars at the same time. Unfortunately, Ling Feng hasn't become that arrogant yet.

Therefore, he could only continue to ambush lone Darkborn.

Unfortunately, it seems that his luck ran out completely when he first obtained the Jade.

Eight more Darkborn, none of whom condensed the Death Jade.

"Do you have to play this on me?"

At this moment, Ling Feng sat cross-legged in a secluded cave, taking stock of his gains over the past few days.

Aside from some scattered Darkin materials, there wasn't a single Death Jewel.

As time went by day by day, Ling Feng began to feel genuinely panicked.

"This is too inefficient. At this pace, it's hard to say how long it will take to condense the third ancestral vein."

Ling Feng frowned.

He couldn't stay on the outskirts forever; he had to absorb the Creator God's energy as soon as possible and leave this place!

"Search for three more days. If we still find nothing, we'll have to risk exploring deeper into the area."

Ling Feng made up his mind, took a short break to catch his breath, and set off again.

But on the morning of the fourth day, things finally took a turn for the better. (End of Chapter)