Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

"Soul Cry, I want your physical body! Hehehe!"

The giant insectoid formed from the Corpse Whisper let out a muffled roar, and its three hideous tentacles, composed of maggots, slithered towards Soul Cry like wildly dancing pythons.

Each tentacle is covered with suction cup-like mouthparts that open and close constantly, spewing out thick, black mucus. Once you are corroded by this mucus, the corpse poison within it will instantly spread throughout your body.

Even if they are both types of evil spirits, as long as the strength of the source of the evil spirits is weaker than that of the corpse language, they will basically be directly annihilated by this toxin.

Those corpse worms will invade her body in an instant, hollowing out all her internal organs, eventually turning her into a complete shell, and then becoming a puppet manipulated by the Corpse Language.

"Damn it..."

Hunqi's face turned deathly pale, and her delicate body retreated rapidly. At the same time, she formed hand seals, and the dark red light between her brows flickered wildly, attempting to interfere with Shiyu's actions with her soul power.

However, after being transformed again with the power of the Abyss Lord's origin, Corpse Whisper is no longer the last of the Twelve Deadly Fiends.

Especially his "Corpse Spirit True Body" at this moment, that enormous body pieced together from countless corpse worms, not only has amazing defense, but also has extremely strong resistance to soul attacks.

The Soul Cry's soul ripples struck the insectoids, only causing the wriggling maggots to pause slightly before being frantically torn apart and devoured by countless corpse worms, failing to cause any substantial damage.

"It's useless, Soul Cry!"

On the insectoid's chest, the rotting face of the Corpse Whisperer slowly emerged, revealing a ferocious smile: "Your weeping spirit power is ineffective against me! Obediently become my next body!"

Before she could finish speaking, the three thick corpse worm tentacles had already attacked Hunqi. The mouthparts at the ends of the tentacles opened, revealing a dense array of sharp teeth, and they bit down hard on her!
The speed is astonishing!

Soul Cry's pupils shrank sharply. It was too late to dodge, so he could only grit his teeth and urge all his soul power to condense a dark red soul shield in front of him.

However, that shield was as fragile as paper in the face of the corpse worm tentacles.

Click!

The shield only lasted for half a breath before shattering with a crash.

The three tentacles continued their relentless advance, and it looked like they were about to completely pierce through Hunqi's slender body!
"Master...save me..."

A hint of despair flashed in Hunqi's eyes, and he subconsciously uttered that name.

At this moment, the only person she could rely on was Ling Feng.

"Hahaha, no one can save you!"

Corpse Whisper grinned madly. The spore poison array of the plague had temporarily trapped Ling Feng. In addition, most of the corpse worm tentacles he controlled had formed a huge cage, completely surrounding Ling Feng's entire body.

It would be difficult enough for him to escape, let alone save Hunqi.

This is absolutely impossible.

However, at this critical moment—

"The Wheel of Time, begin."

A calm voice, as if coming from the heavens, rang clearly in everyone's ears.

hum!
The next moment, spacetime in the entire valley, centered on Lingfeng, suddenly distorted.

The five pale golden ancestral vein phantoms behind him shone brightly, intertwining to form a dazzling Kalachakra Dharma Image. The wheel behind the Dharma Image slowly rotated, emitting an ancient and majestic "click" sound.

As the wheel of time turned, and then, to everyone's astonishment, Ling Feng's figure split into three.

No, that's not a clone!
That is a special state formed by briefly projecting one's own existence onto three different "points in time".

That is, the so-called past body, present body, and future body.

The three figures, with identical auras, strength, and even soul fluctuations, were all Ling Feng's true form.

Through the Kalachakra wheel, the three deities are briefly projected at the same moment.

Such methods have already touched upon the true mysteries of the power of the Wheel of Time.

This is also the true trump card that Ling Feng obtained after refining three more jade fragments.

Dividing into three parts, while not as powerful as a three-fold increase, allows one to be at full strength and handle more unexpected situations simultaneously.

"Who says I can't save people! I'll show you!"

Ling Feng on the left, who was actually Ling Feng's past self, appeared in front of Hun Qi in a flash. He raised his right hand and gently squeezed the three attacking corpse worm tentacles.

"The Wheel of Time... Reverse!"

The moment the words fell, time and space at the tips of the three tentacles suddenly reversed.

Those open, sharp-toothed mouthparts, like a reversed scene, quickly closed and contracted, eventually returning to the most primitive state of tentacles, and even began to wriggle backward, retreating towards the insectoid body.

"what?!"

On the insectoid's chest, the corpse's face revealed an expression of unbelievable horror.

He could feel that his connection with the three tentacles was being forcibly severed by a strange force.

No, it's a "reversal".

Those tentacles seemed to possess their own "memory," retracing their path from where they came, frame by frame.

"Master...Master!"

Hunqi gazed at Ling Feng's retreating figure, his eyes flashing with immense excitement.

Such a master is so reliable!

"You can die now!"

On the right, Ling Feng, who is also the future incarnation, turned his cold gaze to the plague, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.

The next moment, he appeared in front of the plague, his right hand with five fingers spread, and in his palm, chaotic power gathered wildly, turning into a constantly rotating gray vortex.

"Devourer of Heaven!"

Ling Feng's voice was icy, and the vortex in his palm suddenly expanded, transforming into a terrifying gray beam of light that descended upon the plague.

Wherever the beam of light passed, space collapsed inch by inch, and even the light could not escape and was completely swallowed up.

The epidemic changed drastically. He could feel that the chaotic power contained in this pillar of light was more than ten times stronger than before!
In an instant, countless disease spores were swallowed up by that gray vortex.

Even his body began to twist violently, as if the source of his annihilation was about to be directly extracted.

"Damn it! I'll fight you to the death!"

The plague let out a hysterical roar, its hunched body suddenly swelled up, and its pustules burst open at the same time, spewing out endless gray-green poisonous mist.

The poisonous mist churned and coalesced, transforming into a gigantic, blood-red maw before him, exuding a nauseating, putrid stench.

"Old man, is that all you've got?"

In an instant, he clenched his right palm, and millions of spiritual singularities instantly condensed into a blazing white ball of light, carrying terrifying power that could tear through space, and slammed it into the plague-ridden, hunched body.

"Arrogant! Cough cough cough..."

The plague, filled with shock and rage, coughed violently and frantically waved its wooden staff. Suddenly, the gaping maw of poisonous mist transformed into a heavy shield, blocking its head.

Boom!!!

With a loud bang, the shield formed by the epidemic suddenly shattered.

The poisonous spores dissipated and were instantly swallowed up by the chaotic vortex opened by Ling Feng.

The plague's entire body was blasted backward, and a horrifying bloody hole was blasted into its chest. Then, most of its body began to explode wildly.

But the next moment, the latent spores of the plague within his body began to divide and recombine wildly again, and in the blink of an eye, they re-formed in the distance, though his aura was noticeably weaker.

"Damn it...damn it!" The plague-stricken man coughed up blood, his eyes filled with even deeper fear.

Now that this Star Hunter has broken through five ancestral veins, his strength has clearly reached a point where he can completely overwhelm these ordinary Death Fiends.

Even with the further enhancement from Lord Mingyuan, he was still as weak as an ant in front of Ling Feng.

If it weren't for his immortality, he probably wouldn't have survived even a second move from Ling Feng.

At the same moment the plague was blasted away, Ling Feng in the middle, who was now Ling Feng himself, launched a fierce attack on the colossal creature that the Corpse Whisper had transformed into.

He made a fist with his right hand, and spiritual singularities gathered wildly, condensing into a long sword that shimmered with a pale golden light.

The sword is crystal clear, with a faint reflection of a river of time flowing within it, radiating a sharp sword intent that can cut through anything.

"A fleeting moment is eternal."

Ling Feng whispered, and gently swung his lightsaber at the insectoid.

Buzz!

The void trembled slightly, as if only a barely perceptible silver thread extended from the tip of the sword, silently disappearing into the insectoid's body like a spider's silk.

next moment--

hum!
Starting from the thin silver line, the flow of time on the massive body of the insectoid suddenly became chaotic.

Time in the head is accelerated by a hundred times, time in the body is slowed down by a hundred times, and time in the lower body is frozen.

"Uh... ah..."

The insectoid let out chaotic and painful roars, and its massive body began to twist and deform uncontrollably.

The head, under a hundredfold acceleration of time, rapidly decayed and rotted, turning into ashes.

With its body slowed a hundredfold, it began to collapse directly, instantly transforming into a sea of ​​insects that poured down.

Meanwhile, his lower body fell into a deathly stillness as time stood still, as if it had frozen solid.

The simultaneous action of three distinct time flows on the same body has devastating consequences.

This temporal disorder is further deteriorating, no longer confined to a single area, but constantly changing.

Sometimes it accelerates, sometimes it slows down, and sometimes it comes to a standstill.

That body, which was originally composed of corpse worms, was even more difficult to sustain.

Bang bang bang bang!
In an instant, the body pieced together by countless corpse worms began to crumble inch by inch.

Under the chaotic flow of time, some of the wriggling maggots quickly aged and died, some solidified into stone, and some turned directly into ashes.

In just three breaths, the enormous insectoid being, comparable to a mountain, completely disintegrated, turning into countless ashes that fell to the ground.

Amidst the ashes, a rotting figure staggered out—it was Corpse Whisper's body.

The enormous corpse worm body shielded him from most of the damage, but even so, he stared at Ling Feng in terror, his annihilation power surging wildly around him.

Faced with that terrifying power of the Wheel of Time, he could only counteract it by annihilating his own origin, barely managing to slow the flow of time and leave indelible damage on his body.

After all, his body was pieced together from the beginning, not an independent whole.

This disruption caused by time difference is far more deadly to him than to others.

escape!
We must escape!
Shi Yu immediately lost all will to fight. His body exploded and turned into countless corpse worms, which burrowed into the ground in an attempt to escape.

After being "erased" twice by Ling Feng, the epidemic completely lost its fighting spirit.

While Shi Yu was fleeing, he also frantically ran away in another direction.

However, before they could escape far, Ling Feng's three clones suddenly merged into one.

Immediately afterwards, two thick chains shimmering with golden light descended from the sky.

laugh!
laugh!
A chain pierced right through the plague's body, and the plague froze on the spot, staring at Ling Feng in astonishment.

It turns out this kid had already prepared all his backup plans.

The other chain pierced through the ground, hooking a fat corpse worm like a fishing rod.

The corpse worm even had a head resembling a human's, which was now glaring fiercely in Ling Feng's direction, cursing wildly.

This is the true essence of Corpse Whisper.

Although these two are extremely difficult to kill, they can be temporarily bound by the chains formed by their ancestral veins, and we can figure out a way to refine their death jade later.

Now, there's only one guy left!

Ling Feng's gaze fell upon the Nightmare, which had long been hiding in the shadows.

This guy never joined the fight from the beginning, but he didn't run away either. Instead, he stayed in a corner and watched from the sidelines.

It was as if the person fighting Ling Feng was not his companion; he was completely an outsider.

However, Ling Feng kept a wisp of his divine sense locked onto him from beginning to end, preventing any unusual movements from him.

"Master...Master..."

Just then, Hunqi also flew to Ling Feng's side, her delicate body trembling slightly uncontrollably due to excitement.

Ling Feng is simply too strong right now!

That's ridiculously strong, breathtakingly strong!
The enhanced Corpse Language and Plague were, in her view, terrifying beings that were impossible to contend with. Yet, in front of Ling Feng, they were like clay chickens and earthenware dogs, easily crushed.

It should be noted that just ten days ago, he had to rely on a sneak attack to firmly suppress himself.

This guy's growth rate is simply freakish!

"I...I really made the right bet this time..."

Hunqi felt an indescribable sense of relief and excitement.

She immediately knelt down respectfully: "Thank you so much, Master, for saving my life! I... I am willing to go through fire and water for you, even at the cost of my life!"

This time, it was truly from the bottom of her heart.

Ling Feng glanced at her and nodded slightly: "Let's deal with these guys first, and also..."

Ling Feng's gaze narrowed slightly. Although the strength of the Plague and Corpse Whisper was already quite strong, it was still far inferior to Blood Roar in the "Burning Blood Annihilation" state.

Since they are all teams sent to deal with us, the strength distribution shouldn't be so unbalanced, right?

Could it be that the Nightmare's power far surpasses that of the two plague beings?

Or is there an even more terrifying being hidden among them, one that even he has not yet detected?

Ling Feng dared not be careless in the slightest, no matter which one it was.

He took a deep breath, turned his gaze to the edge of the valley, to the seemingly peaceful stone forest.

"You've been watching for so long, aren't you going to come out?"

Ling Feng's eyes flashed with a cold light as he said in a chilling voice, "The Sixth Deadly Strike, Nightmare of the Heart! Let me see what tricks you have up your sleeve!"

Among the twelve deadly spirits, Soul Cry provided detailed information to most of them.

Only this Nightmare of the Heart, even Soul Cry doesn't know exactly what abilities it has.

But since he is listed among the Twelve Deadly Demons, and ranks sixth, he must have some unique qualities. (End of Chapter)