Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

The next moment, Ling Feng slowly opened his eyes, his eyes sparkling, but in an instant they returned to normal.

Ling Feng clenched his fist, feeling the surging power within him, a hint of shock flashing in his eyes.

The consumption was far more exaggerated than imagined, but the power it brought was also more terrifying.

The improvement of the four meridians compared to the three meridians is five times!
Moreover, his ancestral veins are of extremely high quality. After all, each one was formed on the basis of the first ancestral vein, which is known as the strongest ancestral vein in history. Its foundation is even deeper, and the creative spiritual energy it contains is even more terrifying.

He felt that he should be able to compete with the Eighth Hunting Ancestor now.

However, compared to the clan leader of the Juntian clan, there is still a considerable gap between them.

The next moment, Ling Feng's gaze fell on the "small mountain" of jade piled up beside him.

The hill that was originally made up of 600 jade beads has now shrunk considerably; a rough count reveals that less than half remains.

"It only took me one Hongyu to condense the second ancestral vein from the first. Although I absorbed the power of Shilu, which brought me just one step away from the second ancestral vein, it took me almost ten Hongyu to condense the third ancestral vein. That is equivalent to ten times."

"And this fourth ancestral vein..."

Ling Feng frowned slightly, carefully sensing the flow of the annihilation power within his body, and silently calculating in his mind.

A moment later, he arrived at an astonishing number.

"Two hundred and ninety-seven."

It took nearly three hundred jade stones to go from the third to the fourth lineage!

This is almost thirty times the number needed to condense the third ancestral vein!
Even though Ling Feng was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but be secretly astonished by such a terrifying amount of energy expenditure.

At this rate of increase, wouldn't it require nearly ten thousand jade stones to condense the fifth ancestral vein?

And the sixth ancestral vein...

It would probably take hundreds of thousands, or even soar to the millions!
This is just a rough estimate. In reality, as the quality of the ancestral veins improves, the requirements for the "purity" of the power of annihilation will also become higher and higher.

The annihilation power contained in the condensed jewels within the bodies of those lower-level Darkborn is inherently complex, and the refining efficiency will only decrease over time.

"No wonder even my godfather only has eight ancestral veins to this day..."

Ling Feng muttered to himself, a bitter look flashing in his eyes.

At this terrifying rate of consumption, even if he guarded this valley and slaughtered all the lower-level Darkborn in the entire southeastern outer region, or even further afield, he probably still wouldn't be able to gather enough Death Jade to condense the fifth ancestral vein.

Moreover, those lower-ranking Darkin are not endless.

"It seems it's time to venture deeper into more dangerous areas, but before that..."

Ling Feng's eyes flickered, but he did not stop moving.

With a thought, five jade pendants flew out from the "small mountain" and hovered in front of him.

Although the remaining jade fragments were insufficient to support his attempt to break through to the fifth ancestral vein, refining even a little bit would help improve his foundation.

"continue."

Ling Feng closed his eyes, and the four ancestral meridians in his body operated simultaneously, unleashing a suction force several times stronger than before.

The five jade pendants trembled simultaneously, and the pure power of annihilation transformed into five dark purple torrents that surged wildly into Ling Feng's body.

This time, the refining speed was significantly faster.

In just half an hour, the five jade stones were completely reduced to ashes, their energy completely absorbed.

"really……"

Ling Feng could clearly sense that the improvement these five jade stones had on the fourth ancestral vein was negligible, almost insignificant.

"The quality is terrible."

He shook his head, but did not stop. He continued to control more jade fragments to fly over, refining them one by one.

After all, even a mosquito's leg is still meat, so it shouldn't be wasted.

……

Meanwhile, in the valley where Shadow Weaver was located.

Yingzhi sat cross-legged on the spot, her eyes slightly open, looking towards the southeastern outskirts.

Just now, he sensed a surge of energy. It was not simply the power of annihilation, but rather an energy that they, the Darkborn of the Annihilation Star, deeply loathed and felt an almost instinctive disgust for.

"It seems that Soul Cry has found that Star Hunter. Indeed, it makes a difference when a powerful expert of the Death Demon level personally takes action."

He narrowed his eyes slightly and muttered to himself, "However, it seems that Star Hunter has broken through one after another in such a short period of time. Isn't Soul Cry being a bit too hasty and too obvious in his actions?"

He shook his head and muttered to himself, "Besides, she's still too impatient. She found the person, but didn't even bother to come back and report; she just went off on her own. Really..."

Yingzhi's tone carried a hint of helplessness, yet also a touch of relief.

"Forget it, anyway, the task assigned by the Lord is to help that Star Hunter improve his strength as soon as possible and go to the Spirit Abyss. Since Soul Cry is willing to put in more effort, I'm happy to take it easy."

Yingzhi shrugged, a deep light flashing in her blood-red eyes.

"But... this rate of improvement is a bit too fast. Breakthroughs in just a few days. Star Hunter's talent is probably even more terrifying than the Lord estimated."

"But what if it's even more defying the heavens?"

The smile on Yingzhi's lips deepened. "In the end, she was just a pawn to free my Darkin race from the suppression of the Pillar of Creation. Everything was naturally within the Lord's calculations."

Thinking of this, Yingzhi's last trace of doubt dissipated.

Anyway, everything is going according to plan.

With Soul Cry busy ahead, he only needed to wait here.

As for why Hunqi didn't come back to report?
Yingzhi was too lazy to investigate further.

Perhaps they'll try to curry favor with the lord and receive more rewards in return.

"Oh well, let her be. She's still too ambitious..."

Yingzhi chuckled softly, then shifted to a more comfortable position and pretended to doze off.

Little did he know that at this very moment, Hunqi, whom he regarded as "ambitious," had already been taken under Ling Feng's control.

It's not that she doesn't want to come back, it's that she simply can't come back!

……

Time flies.

Another three days passed in a blink of an eye.

As the last jade pendant turned to ashes in Ling Feng's hand, Ling Feng slowly opened his eyes, his pupils shimmering with silver light, and his entire body emanating a chilling aura.

If we were to face Soul Cry at his peak again, I'm afraid it wouldn't take more than three moves to completely suppress him.

Four pale golden ancestral veins slowly coiled behind him, radiating immense pressure.

However, compared to the increase three days ago, it was negligible.

"really……"

Ling Feng felt the surging power within him, but there was little joy in his eyes.

He spent three days refining the remaining nearly three hundred jade stones, but the improvement in his fourth ancestral vein was only slight.

Based on this progress, if we want to rely on the death jades of these lower-level Dark Descendants, we would need at least three thousand more just to cultivate the fourth ancestral vein to perfection.

And to condense the fifth ancestral vein...

I'm afraid we really need tens of thousands!

"The efficiency is too low."

Ling Feng stood up, his bones crackling and popping. A terrifying aura swept out like a tidal wave, and the cliffs around the valley groaned under the strain, cracking open with fine fissures.

The Soul Cry guarding the valley entrance was struck by this aura, her delicate body trembled, and she almost knelt down.

She struggled to lift her head and looked at the figure deep in the valley, her eyes filled with disbelief and horror.

In just ten days, this guy had refined more than six hundred jade stones.

According to her original plan, it would have been extraordinary if Ling Feng had been able to refine two hundred of them within one sample.

"A monster...it's a monster..."

Hunqi's lips trembled, and the last shred of resistance in his heart vanished completely.

Just then, Ling Feng's gaze suddenly turned to her.

That gaze was calm and indifferent, yet it seemed to pierce through everything, reaching the depths of the soul. Hunqi trembled all over, as if being stared at by a ferocious beast from the primordial era, a chill running from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

"Master...Master..."

She spoke with difficulty, her voice dry and hoarse.

Ling Feng slowly walked up to her, looked down at her, and said nothing.

But his gaze made Hunqi feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and every inch of his skin trembled.

"thump!"

Hunqi could no longer hold on. Her legs buckled, and she collapsed to her knees, her forehead pressed against the cold ground. Her voice was trembling with sobs as she cried out, "Master, I... I've been protecting you faithfully all this time, and I haven't dared to have a single wicked thought!"

"Is that so?"

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I didn't say you did anything wrong, it's just that I seem to be running out of jade on hand."

"understand!"

Hunqi quickly blurted out, "Master, I'll go and gather lower-ranking Darkborn from even more distant places for you to use."

"There's no rush."

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, his gaze fixed on Hunqi, "It seems that the 'Dark Jade' formed by ordinary lower-level Dark Indigenous people is not very effective."

"I……"

In an instant, Hunqi felt a chill run down his spine and immediately kowtowed repeatedly, "Master, spare me! Master, spare me! You said... you said you would set me free after this... you can't go back on your word!"

Her body trembled violently, fearing that Ling Feng would really kill her and directly refine her Death Jade.

At her level, even if she dies, as long as the source of destruction remains, she has a chance to be resurrected.

But if Ling Feng were to refine all of her death jade, she would be completely and utterly dead.

Ling Feng shook his head and chuckled, "Don't worry, I always keep my word."

His voice was calm, revealing no emotion.

Hearing this, Hunqi felt slightly relieved and was about to look up when Ling Feng continued, "However, the effects of those lower-level Darkborn's Death Jade are indeed not very good anymore, so..."

Hunqi felt a tightness in his heart, and an ominous premonition welled up in his mind.

Sure enough, Ling Feng's next words plunged her into despair.

"My next target is Kageori."

"Shadow... Shadow Weaving?!"

Hunqi suddenly raised his head, his pupils contracted sharply, and all the color drained from his face.

“Master…Master…Shadowweaver…he’s very strong…and he’s not so easy to deal with…”

Hunqi's voice trembled as she tried to say something, but when she met Ling Feng's indifferent eyes, the words caught in her throat.

"Of course I know he's very strong. If we really fight, I'm not sure I can hold him back."

Hunqi nodded repeatedly after hearing this.

Ling Feng continued, "So, I need you to cooperate with me and put on a show."

"acting?"

Soul Cry was stunned for a moment, then realized what was going on and quickly shook his head: "No...no, Shadow Weaver is my companion, how can I hurt him..."

"Oh?"

Ling Feng's lips curled into a cold smile.

He leaned down, his voice like a chilling wind from the depths of her soul, penetrating to the very core of her being: "You have no right to refuse. Either cooperate with me, put on a show to keep Yingzhi calm, and then we'll ambush him together. Or..."

Ling Feng paused, his voice suddenly turning cold: "I will use your Death Jade to replace his."

After saying that, he raised his hand to lift Hunqi's chin and said calmly, "Then, you can choose whether to use yours or his."

Hun Qi's body trembled violently, as if struck by lightning. She froze on the spot, her breath stopping.

This devil...

devil!

This isn't just Starhunting, it's even more ruthless and vicious than the Darkin!
"me……"

Hunqi opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Ling Feng straightened up, no longer looking at her, and turned to walk into the depths of the valley, his voice echoing from afar: "I'll give you three breaths; you can take your time to consider it."

"three!"

Hunqi trembled all over.

"two!"

Hunqi bit her lip hard, and blood slid down the corner of her mouth.

"one!"

"I choose Kageori!"

Soul Cry practically roared out those words.

She suddenly raised her head, gritting her teeth, her voice as if squeezed out from between her teeth: "Let Yingzhi die!"

"That's right."

Ling Feng released his hand, gently patted Hun Qi's cheek, then turned and walked into the valley, saying calmly, "A wise choice."

Hunqi gritted her teeth and stared at Ling Feng, a sob escaping her lips: "I'll cooperate with you! I'll cooperate with anything you say! But Master, that's my companion after all, so I think..."

"Ok?"

Ling Feng paused, turned around, and glanced at her. "Want to pay more?"

Soul Cry was on the verge of tears, "You didn't even pay me!"

"Master, I just want a guarantee..."

"Humph!"

Ling Feng smiled coldly and calmly glanced at Hun Qi.

That gaze was calm as still water, yet it sent a chill down Hunqi's spine.

"I have said it before, I always keep my word."

Ling Feng said solemnly, "As long as you cooperate obediently, I will set you free afterwards."

"Thank you so much, Master..."

Hunqi lowered his head, his voice hoarse.

As for Shadow Weaving...

A ruthless glint flashed in Hunqi's eyes.

I'm sorry, but as the saying goes, it's better to die for a friend than for myself.

Blame it on your bad luck!

Ling Feng raised an eyebrow and said calmly, "No other requests, right?"

"No... I wouldn't dare." Hunqi shook his head repeatedly.

"very good!"

Ling Feng nodded, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

"Now, tell me everything about Shadowweaver, including her abilities, weaknesses, habits... everything you know."

"Yes, Master."

Hunqi closed his eyes, a faint red light flickering between his brows, carrying fragments of memories that surged into Lingfeng like a tide.

Ling Feng's gaze sharpened, and he directly introduced that information into his sea of ​​consciousness.

After a moment, Ling Feng smiled and nodded. "Soul Cry, we really owe you a lot for your intelligence. Otherwise, dealing with that Shadow Weaver would have been quite troublesome." (End of Chapter)