Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

"You...go...to...die!"

Ling Feng's voice was terrifyingly cold.

Centered on Ling Feng, the raging fire, powerful enough to scorch the heavens and boil the seas, swept out wildly, accompanied by waves of heart-palpitating energy.

The corpses and the plague trembled with fear.

What is Nightmare, that idiot, doing?!
Does he think they're not dying fast enough?

How dare I provoke this Star Hunter so I can be reincarnated sooner!
"Oh dear, are you still not satisfied?"

The Nightmare feigned surprise, and the gray mist twisted once more.

The next moment, two more bodies emerged from the gray mist.

One was a lively and playful little girl, about twelve or thirteen years old, wearing a short fur coat and with an innocent smile on her face. She was Mu Rufeng, the daughter of Ling Feng and Mu Qianxue.

(PS: This image is Ling Feng's appearance after he fell from the Immortal Realm and was reborn with a drop of essence blood left in the sacred statue of the Southern Witch Realm, but he also lost his memory as a result. This is how he looked when he met Ru Feng at the Jianmu Divine Tree. It was also the first time that Ling Feng and his daughter met in the normal timeline. The adult Ru Feng that he met in the Ruins of No Fall was Ru Feng in the future timeline, twenty years after the end of the great battle in the Immortal Realm.)
The other was a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in palace attire, with elegant demeanor, exquisite features, and unparalleled beauty. She was Ling Feng's second wife, the eldest princess of the Great Yu Immortal Court, Yu Bingqing.

"If one-for-one isn't feasible, then how about buy one get two free? Is that alright?"

The Nightmare's voice was filled with undisguised mockery and ridicule: "Ling Feng, look, I've restored your daughter and your second wife from your memories. How about that? Isn't that a generous offer?"

"..."

Ling Feng stared intently at the three bodies suspended in mid-air, looking at the three most important faces in his life, and his whole body... froze completely.

pain!
Heartbreaking pain!

It felt as if countless knives were simultaneously and brutally cutting into his heart.

Mu Qianxue perished after her battle with the Evil Bone Demon Lord on the Xuanling Continent. Ling Feng even completely forgot about her existence because of her deal with Chun Zilinghu.

Ru Feng, his only daughter, was someone he had never been able to be by his side to watch over as she grew up, due to a series of unfortunate events. This was undoubtedly a great regret in Ling Feng's heart.

As for Yu Bingqing, after falling into the world of miracles with him, he finally managed to rescue her from the Judgment Council, but before they could even catch up properly, he died again. Now, Yu Bingqing is once again facing an uncertain fate.

The three most important women in his life are undoubtedly the deepest, most unforgettable pain in Ling Feng's heart.

"Hahahahaha!"

Nightmare laughed maniacally, its gray mist surface constantly shifting into various mocking smiles: "Ling Feng, look how good I am to you! I've 'returned' all your dearest, most beloved, and most important people to you. Take a good look at them, aren't they the people you've been longing to see again? Now, they're all back by your side without you lifting a finger. Isn't that enough?"

"Shut up!"

Ling Feng roared, then suddenly raised his head, two lines of bloody tears slowly streaming down his face.

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!!!"

He stared intently at the Nightmare, and the aura around him began to surge wildly in a strange way.

The five pale golden ancestral vein phantoms began to be tinged with a trace of blood.

That's... a sign of inner demons erupting.

After experiencing the "Mental Realm Maze" prepared by Yuanxu Qiuniu for Ling Feng, Ling Feng's mental realm finally reached the level of an immortal god, achieving a level that matched his own creation law.

But who could have imagined that Ling Feng's cultivation level would surge wildly again in such a short time, and the magnitude of the increase would be completely beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

In contrast, his state of mind has not yet reached the same level of perfection as his strength.

At this moment, stimulated by the nightmare, the defects in his mental state caused by the rapid improvement of his cultivation level finally erupted.

As inner demons grew, Ling Feng's emotions gradually began to spiral out of control.

"die!!!"

Ling Feng let out a roar that sounded inhuman, and suddenly raised his right hand. In his palm, a long spear made entirely of blood-red killing intent suddenly appeared.

The gun was crimson, as if it were cast from countless drops of blood, exuding a terrifying killing intent that sent chills down one's spine.

"Godslayer - Bloodlust!"

Ling Feng took a step forward, his blood-red spear thrusting fiercely at the Nightmare!
This shot was executed without employing any rules or techniques.

Only the purest, most extreme... killing intent!
However, faced with this terrifying sword strike, Nightmare neither dodged nor avoided it, but instead chuckled.

"You're in a panic, Ling Feng! Why are you in such a hurry? But if I die, they'll all be gone too!"

A glint of triumph flashed in Nightmare's eyes.

With a wave of his hand, the three floating bodies simultaneously lunged towards Ling Feng!

"Brother Ling!"

"Daddy!"

"peak!"

The three bodies spoke at the same time, their voices and expressions exactly the same as the real Mu Qianxue, Mu Rufeng, and Yu Bingqing.

They opened their arms as if to embrace Ling Feng, but instead stood in front of Xin Yan, blocking Ling Feng's all-out attack of the God-Slaying Spear.

"Do not!!!"

Ling Feng's pupils contracted sharply, and his heart trembled violently.

Even though I know it's a clone, a fake, just a conspiracy the Nightmare is using to deal with something.

But when he saw those three familiar faces, and saw them rushing towards him "without regard for their own safety," Ling Feng's heart still trembled uncontrollably.

And it was this tremor.

This slowed his movements by a fraction.

This momentarily disrupted his killing intent.

In that split second—

"burst."

Nightmare uttered a single word softly.

boom!
boom!
boom!
The three bodies exploded just as they were about to touch Ling Feng's terrifying spear light!

In an instant, three extremely dense plumes of crimson mist erupted from his exploded body, instantly engulfing Ling Feng completely!
"Master! Be careful!"

Hunqi's expression changed drastically. He tried to rush over, but was violently pushed back by an invisible force.

She could only watch helplessly as Ling Feng was swallowed by the three wisps of blood-red mist, his entire body frozen in place, his eyes instantly losing their luster, as if he had lost his soul.

"Hahahahaha!"

The next moment, Nightmare's maniacal laughter rang out again.

The gray mist regrouped, transforming into the shape of a bewitching woman, and slowly drifted to Ling Feng's front.

She stretched out her slender fingers and gently stroked Ling Feng's stiff cheek, a hint of coldness and mockery flashing in her eyes.

"What chosen one, what power of the Wheel of Time, what primordial chaos... it's all nothing more than that. As long as you still have emotions and desires, don't even think about escaping my control!"

As she spoke, the Nightmare leaned close to Ling Feng's ear and whispered, like a lover's murmur: "Little brother, stay in that wonderful world. There, you'll find everything you desire!"

"Get out of my way!"

Just then, a beam of red light shot out, forcing the Nightmare to the side.

Nightmare's expression changed, and she glared coldly at Soul Cry, a hint of anger flashing in her eyes. "You wretched woman, are you courting death?"

"Stay away from my master!"

Soul Cry flashed and stood directly in front of Ling Feng, coldly glaring at Heart Nightmare. "Your abilities are indeed strange, but you're not good at fighting, are you? So, from the very beginning of the battle, you've been hiding in the shadows, gathering your master's source power! If I'm not mistaken, as long as I kill you, my master will naturally regain consciousness!"

"It seems you have truly betrayed the Lord!"

Nightmare narrowed her eyes and glared at Ling Feng, a sinister smile appearing on her stunningly beautiful face. "But, who said I was going to fight you?"

Click!

Click!

Just then, the two ancestral chains that had been sealing off the plague and the corpse language suddenly shattered as they lost Ling Feng's control. The two plague members, now freed from their restraints, looked at Ling Feng in astonishment, "What... what's going on?"

But the next moment, a maniacal laugh suddenly erupted from Shi Yu's狰狞 face, "Hahaha, whatever the situation, Nightmare, I didn't expect you to have this ability!"

"Now that you can move around, gentlemen, it's up to you to clean up this mess!"

Nightmare glanced coldly in the direction of Soul Cry.

In an instant, the gazes of the plague and the corpses all turned toward them.

"You filthy woman!"

Shi Yu cursed loudly, and then a greedy glint flashed in his eyes.

"You traitor, you caused me to lose my vessel. Perfect, I'll use your body to make amends!"

As fellow members of the Hungry Ghosts, if one could obtain the corpse of the Soul Cryer and refine it into one's own puppet, the power of the Corpse Whisperer would naturally be further enhanced.

In particular, Soul Cry's ability to manipulate lower-ranking Darkin can be combined with his own abilities, complementing each other perfectly.

In an instant, Corpse Whisper's fat body began to writhe wildly, and then a huge mouth spewed out countless corpse worms, sweeping towards the direction of Soul Cry.

"You're dreaming!"

Hunqi roared, the blood-tear marks in her eyes flashing brightly. Immediately afterward, all the lower-level Darkborn she controlled on the outskirts of the valley rushed towards her like madmen.

While controlling the lower-ranking Darkborn to resist the Corpse Whisper's attack, she kept her eyes fixed on Ling Feng's direction, gritting her teeth and shouting, "Master, wake up!"

……

"Ah! No!!!"

The instant the three bodies exploded, Ling Feng felt a flash of red before his eyes. Immediately afterward, a strange power surged into his body through his seven orifices.

That power was formless and intangible, yet it carried a strong "emotional" force, and in the next moment, it directly dragged him into an unfamiliar place.

Everything around seemed to disappear in that instant.

This place no longer seems to be the Spirit Realm of Creation; there are no Twelve Deadly Fiends, only a hazy gray expanse.

Everything was shrouded in mist and clouds, as if trapped within them.

"I'm still fighting, so where am I? Is this an illusion?"

Ling Feng reacted instantly and tried to use the power of the Time Wheel to break free.

Although it is still unclear what exactly happened, if we reverse the wheel of time and go back to the previous moment, we should be able to reset cause and effect and overwrite this outcome.

But it seems too late.

He could no longer sense the presence of the power of the Wheel of Time.

The crimson mist had completely invaded his soul, and the power of "emotions" was spreading wildly in his spiritual sea like a plague.

The next moment, the fog in front of him began to gradually dissipate.

Instead, a familiar scene unfolded.

What comes into view is a huge island, familiar buildings, the familiar sound of waves, and that familiar laughter.

"here it is……"

Howling Wind Camp?
Yes, the new Howling Wind Camp in the Immortal Realm, the place I built myself.

The next moment, his vision blurred, and he seemed to find himself in another room.

A faint fragrance wafted over, revealing that this was actually a woman's boudoir.

His eyelids twitched slightly, and just as he was about to turn around, he saw what appeared to be a stone statue standing in front of the bed, so lifelike that it seemed to be a real person.

The stone statue was actually carved in the likeness of Mu Qianxue.

"Qianxue..."

Ling Feng trembled and uncontrollably stepped forward, reaching out to touch the statue's cheek.

But all that my fingertips touched was coldness and hardness.

"Yes, it's just a stone statue... What am I even expecting?"

Ling Feng staggered back a few steps, tears welling up uncontrollably in his eyes.

Guilt, pain, regret, longing...

A flood of emotions overwhelmed him completely.

And at that very moment—

"Brother Ling."

A gentle voice suddenly reached my ears.

Ling Feng was startled and suddenly raised his head.

The stone statue of Mu Qianxue began to shed its clay-like outer shell, slowly emerging from the stone and gradually coming to life.

Dressed in white, her eyes were full of tenderness and anticipation.

"Brother Ling, you're back! You're finally back!"

"Qianxue!"

Ling Feng was both surprised and delighted. He stared at the woman in front of him in disbelief and almost couldn't control himself, so he pulled her into his arms.

The next moment, two more bursts of laughter came from outside the house.

Ling Feng turned around abruptly and saw Yu Bingqing holding Ru Feng's little hand, walking in with a smile.

"Daddy!"

Ru Feng rushed into Ling Feng's arms, affectionately rubbing her cheek against his chest, and said with a grin, "You're finally back! My mother, my second aunt, and I have been waiting for you for so long!"

Ling Feng was slightly taken aback, then gently stroked his daughter's cheek. It all seemed like a dream, yet it felt so real.

It's like another chapter in my life!
A happy life that could have belonged to him.

That was an irresistible happiness!
This feeling of happiness made him somewhat lost in thought.

Hey, what are you staring at?!

Yu Bingqing lightly flicked Ling Feng's forehead, "You just got back, you're not thinking of leaving us again, are you?"

"me……"

Ling Feng was stunned, his mind a complete mess.

He knew it was all just an illusion, but he still felt an overwhelming reluctance to leave.

The thought of having to leave and return to that cruel reality makes my heart ache.

"Okay, let's not think about that too much for now."

Mu Qianxue stepped forward slowly, gently stroking Ling Feng's cheek with tenderness: "Brother Ling, you're too tired, please rest well. From now on, we'll be together forever, and never be apart again, okay?"

"Yes, Father, we will be together forever!"

"You dare to abandon us again, just you wait!"

Mu Rufeng and Yu Bingqing also stepped forward and took Ling Feng's hands, one on each side.

The three hands were warm and real.

The three people's smiles were warm and familiar.

It was as if everything was meant to be this way, with all the people I cherished by my side, never to be separated.

At this moment, Ling Feng's heart, too, was gradually and involuntarily... captivated.

Three eager eyes gazed at Ling Feng, filled with tenderness and longing. "Promise us you'll never leave again, okay?" (End of Chapter)