Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

And at the very moment the sixth ancestral vein began to take shape—

Rumble!!!
Inside the cliffside cave, an indescribable, terrifying pressure, like an ancient god or demon awakening from its slumber, erupted and soared into the sky!

Centered on the cave, the entire cliff trembled violently, and countless spiderweb-like, ferocious cracks appeared on the mountain's surface. Rock fragments tumbled down, as if it were about to collapse completely at any moment.

On the cliff face, the pale skeletons embedded in the crevices of the rocks were all reduced to dust under the impact of this oppressive force, and scattered with the wind.

hum! ! !
Immediately afterwards, an indescribable, terrifying pressure erupted from Ling Feng's body, piercing through the Chaos Creation Realm, penetrating the cave walls, and soaring into the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds.

"Roar!"

At the same time, countless lower-level Darkborn let out screams like ghosts and wolves, as they were almost driven mad by the aura that Ling Feng had unleashed when he condensed the rudimentary form of the Six Meridians.

As the saying goes, it is earth-shattering and awe-inspiring!

It's only in the rudimentary stage of the Six Meridians, yet it already has such momentum. Once it truly breaks through to the Six Meridians, it will likely trigger even more terrifying celestial phenomena.

Outside the cave, Hunqi sat cross-legged on the rock at the cave entrance, a dark red light flashing between his brows, barely maintaining his connection with hundreds of lower-level Darkborn.

If she hadn't forcibly manipulated them, these lower-ranking Dark Ones would have been terrified and fled a great distance long ago.

She gazed intently into the cave, murmuring to herself, "This...this is...Master has broken through again!"

Deep within the cave, a visible golden wave of energy swept out like a tsunami, causing the earth to shake and the sky to tremble wherever it passed.

Immediately afterwards, a thick golden beam of light shot up from the depths of the cave, piercing through the cliff top and reaching into the dark sky.

Within the pillar of light, five crimson-gold ancestral veins could be faintly seen, like five giant dragons, coiling and circling. At the confluence of the five veins, a sixth pale-gold vein appeared and disappeared, radiating an unparalleled pressure that suppressed all heavens.

"The nascent sixth ancestral vein?!"

Hunqi's beautiful eyes widened, her red lips parted slightly, and her face was filled with disbelief.

How long has it been?

Ling Feng had only recently broken through to the fifth meridian after refining the Death Jade of Xue Pao and the others, and then, with the help of the Death Jade of Fu Yuan and the others, he leaped to the peak of the fifth meridian and even began to condense the rudimentary form of the sixth meridian?!
This guy is a complete freak!
In fact, Ling Feng was able to condense the rudiments of the Six Meridians in one fell swoop, which was something even he himself hadn't expected.

Perhaps it was because the quality of the Death Jade from the Abyss was too high, or perhaps it was because the source of the plague and the corpse language was refined into Death Pills, which were several times more effective than Death Jade.

In any case, this breakthrough has given Ling Feng a bit more confidence.

Regardless of what the so-called Lord of the Abyss is plotting, only the strong can control their destiny.

"Truly worthy of being the master..."

Hunqi bit her red lips lightly. She could clearly feel that the aura emanating from Ling Feng at this moment was several times stronger than before.

If he were to face the Abyss of Corruption now, he probably wouldn't need to simultaneously unleash his past, present, and future forms.

With her own strength alone, she is more than capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with the Abyss of Corruption.

"However, since Lord Mingyuan wants Master to go to the Spirit Abyss to refine the Creation God's Breath, he must have a backup plan!"

Hunqi murmured, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

Based on her understanding of Lord Mingyuan, she knew that it was impossible for him to create an insurmountable opponent for himself.

However, what kind of backup plan he had in mind was something Hunqi could not imagine.

"Sigh, I hope Master won't be tricked by the Lord..."

Hunqi sighed softly, but soon his gaze hardened.

No matter how the situation ultimately develops, she is determined to follow Ling Feng to the end.

She was both a pawn abandoned by the Lord of the Abyss, meaning that the Lord of the Abyss abandoned her first.

There's no need to be blindly loyal to such a master.

"Bah! What kind of lord are you? You old scoundrel Mingyuan, from this moment on, I sever all ties with you!"

Hunqi cursed under his breath, his gaze fixed on the direction of the cave, his fists clenched.

"Master, keep growing stronger! I believe that no matter what schemes the Abyss may have, they can never stop you!"

Meanwhile, at the entrance to the Spirit Abyss, at the edge of the Dark Bone Damp Forest.

The skeleton stood silently, its eerie green eyes gazing southeast.

Suddenly, the eerie green flame in his eye sockets jerked.

"This is……"

The skeleton slowly raised its head and looked up at the sky.

Above the dim sky, a golden-gray beam of light pierced through the heavens and earth. Even from a distance, one could still feel the terrifying pressure that made one's heart tremble.

"The embryonic form of the Sixth Ancestral Vein..."

A deep, hoarse voice rang out from the skeleton, and a hint of solemnity was clearly visible in its eyes.

With the strength of a fifth-tier cultivator, he managed to defeat Fu Yuan. If he were to break through to the sixth tier, perhaps even I wouldn't be his match.

The skeleton took a deep breath.

In fact, if we compare the strength of the Hunting Ancestors, the strength of the Corrupt Abyss is probably no weaker than any of the eight Hunting Ancestors of the Star Hunting Clan.

This includes the first hunting ancestor, Shi Tian.

And Shi Tian is the Six Veins Hunter Ancestor.

As for the skeleton's strength, it was enough to overwhelm Shi Tian.

In other words, even a peak Six-Pulse Hunter Ancestor might not be a match for the skeleton.

However, Ling Feng, with only five meridians, was able to kill Fu Yuan, and when he condensed the rudimentary form of six meridians, even the skeletons felt a deep sense of dread.

"If he wants to go further, his next target will probably be my Hongyu."

A bitter smile appeared in the heart of the skeleton.

Although the Lord of the Abyss said that he was different from the other Death Demons.

But if that were the case, why would Lord Mingyuan send him here to wait for Ling Feng's appearance?

But deep down, he already knew the answer.

But if it is for the sake of the Lord, for the grand plan of the Darkborn race, he is willing to die.

However, this jade pendant of his is not so easy to obtain!

"Skeleton... Boss Skeleton, that aura is..."

Behind them, the gray whirlwind formed by wind erosion trembled slightly, and the blurred face inside immediately showed a look of fear.

Even from such a distance, he could still feel the terrifying power contained within that oppressive aura.

That was absolute power that could easily crush him!

"It's that Star Hunter."

The skeleton slowly spoke, its eerie green eyes gazing in the direction of the pillar of light. After a moment of silence, it continued, "He has broken through again."

"This...this..."

Venomous Fang flicked his scarlet forked tongue, his voice trembling slightly: "How long has it been? From the fall of the Corruption Abyss until now, it's only been half a day. How did he break through again? Damn it, he even killed the Corruption Abyss before. If he advances again, won't that mean..."

Venom stopped abruptly and looked up at the skeleton.

She dared not say another word.

"Are you saying that even I will die at his hands?"

The skeleton sneered, which terrified Wind Erosion and Venom Fang.

“I… Boss Skeleton, I… I didn’t mean that.”

Poison Fang hurriedly tried to defend himself.

The skeleton shook its head, withdrew its gaze, and its voice returned to its calm tone: "It's alright. The stronger he is, the more beneficial it will be to Lord's plan. All we need to do is wait here for him to come."

Wind Erosion and Venomous Fang exchanged a glance, both seeing the despair in each other's eyes.

Wait?
What happens when that "monster" arrives?
Are we just sending ourselves to our deaths?
But they dared not speak, nor dared they ask.

Since the skeletons have received the Lord's orders, they will certainly carry them out strictly.

If they dared to desert, the skeletons would be the first to punish them. For a moment, the edge of the Dark Bone Forest fell into a deathly silence once more.

……

Deep inside the cave.

"Huh...huh..."

Ling Feng was panting heavily, his whole body soaked in sweat, which pooled on the ground.

At this moment, Ling Feng's pores emitted faint chaotic energy, each strand as heavy as a mountain, causing the surrounding space to collapse and distort slightly.

He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with a deep, vast, and unfathomable crimson-gold divine light.

"Finally, it's done!"

He exhaled a breath of turbid air. Behind him, the five ancestral vein phantoms that were originally pale gold had now completely transformed into a dazzling crimson gold, like five crimson gold divine chains that pierced through heaven and earth. They soared into the sky from Ling Feng's body, swirling and dancing, radiating a supreme pressure that made all things submit.

Each crimson gold ancestral vein is solid and substantial, with complex and profound creation Dao patterns appearing on its surface, achieving perfect balance under the rule of the chaotic origin.

At the confluence of the five Crimson Gold Ancestral Veins, deep within the dantian, the rudimentary form of the sixth Ancestral Vein is already faintly visible.

Furthermore, he has now almost perfectly merged with the wisp of the Creator God's aura within his body, and even his ancestral veins are faintly emanating a faint divine power.

Perhaps, even in the history of the Star Hunter clan, there has never been anyone like him.

At this moment, looking at the entire Star Hunter Clan, the only ones who can reliably defeat Ling Feng are probably the Clan Chief Jun Tian and Xi Huang, who is currently trapped in the Eternal Ruins and searching for his wife.

"The Five Meridians are complete, and the Six Meridians are beginning to emerge!"

A sharp glint flashed in Ling Feng's eyes.

This development was indeed beyond his expectations.

He even felt that reaching the mid-stage of the Five Meridians was already quite good.

Unexpectedly, he broke through to the late stage of the Five Meridians in one go and even formed the prototype of the Six Meridians.

"It seems that practicing the Elixir of Death was not in vain!"

Ling Feng smiled faintly. Although refining the jade of the four-headed demon had taken a lot of effort and caused him a lot of suffering, he was still grateful.

But the result is always good.

"If I were to fight the Abyss again now..."

Ling Feng clenched his fist, a hint of confidence flashing in his eyes: "Even without the fusion of the two singularities, I'm confident I can win. However..."

Ling Feng frowned slightly, sensing the nascent sixth ancestral vein within his body.
He couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

From its initial form to the true condensation of the ancestral vein, it may seem like a short step, but it is probably much more difficult than breaking through from one vein to five veins.

After all, even someone as powerful as Emperor Xi Huang has only just reached the eighth level of cultivation to this day.

As for the eighth hunter ancestor, Rongtian, he is still stuck at the fifth meridian and unable to break through.

The Six Meridians are undoubtedly another watershed moment.

That requires an even greater amount of primordial power and a more profound understanding of the laws to fill it.

All of these require a lot of time to build up.

Unfortunately, what Ling Feng lacked was time.

"The road ahead is long."

Ling Feng sighed softly, but the light in his eyes grew even more resolute.

Isn't there still the Three-Headed Death Demon?

The second item, the Jade of the Corrupted Abyss, gave him quite a pleasant surprise.

And the first one is bound to be good!

"It's time to get out of seclusion."

Ling Feng slowly suppressed the surging aura around him, and the five ancestral veins and the nascent sixth ancestral vein slowly returned to his body. Only then did the suffocating pressure in the cave gradually subside.

He stood up, preparing to withdraw the Chaos Creation Realm and leave the cave to reunite with Soul Cry.

However, at this very moment—

hum!
At the space between his brows, the wisp of divine creation energy that had been completely merged with his soul's essence suddenly vanished without warning...

It trembled slightly.

It was as if it were echoing something deep within the cave.

"Ok?"

Ling Feng paused, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

What kind of being could possibly resonate with the breath of the creator god?
In fact, when Ling Feng first entered the cave, he had already vaguely sensed something amiss.

The stone platform beneath his feet was too obvious.

This is something that lower-ranking Darkin should never have been able to achieve.

At the very least, they should be beings with higher intelligence.

However, he was in a hurry to refine the Death Jade at the time, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

But at this moment, deep within the cave, there was still something that resonated with the breath of the creator god.

This made Ling Feng take it seriously.

Perhaps, this is another stroke of luck!
Ling Feng's eyes lit up, and his gaze turned to the area shrouded in darkness deeper into the cave.

The unusual movement of the Creator God's aura made Ling Feng realize that this cave was probably not so simple.

"The Spirit Realm of Creation is a fragment of creation from the God of Creation. This cave may hold other secrets as well..."

After pondering for a moment, Ling Feng finally decided to investigate.

"Let's see."

He raised his hand and waved it, causing the Chaos Creation Realm to shrink and transform into a faint gray light membrane that enveloped his body.

At the same time, the spiritual singularity converged into the God-Slaying Spear, which Ling Feng held tightly in his hand.

After all, the situation is clear, and it's always better to be cautious.

The next moment, Ling Feng took a deep breath, then strode forward, slowly walking towards the dark area deep within the cave, an area that Soul Cry had not yet explored.

The passageways deep inside the cave were more winding and secluded than expected.

The ground was slippery, the rock walls were cold, and the air was filled with a strong, chilling underground atmosphere and a faint earthy smell.

Following the direction indicated by the breath of the creator god, Ling Feng traversed the intricate cave passages for a while.

On the stone walls along the way, one can occasionally see some blurry mural remnants, which seem to depict some kind of sacrificial scene or star map, but they are all severely damaged and it is difficult to identify the specific content.

"Was this place... once inhabited? Or is it some kind of ancient cave dwelling?"

Ling Feng guessed what was going on in his mind, but he didn't stop walking.

The resonance with the breath of the creator god became clearer and clearer, as if something ahead was "calling" it.

A quarter of an hour...

Half an hour...

……

Finally, after passing through a relatively narrow crack that could only allow one person to pass at a time, the view suddenly opened up.

This was a stone cave several times larger than the previous secluded stone chamber.

The cave ceiling is an irregular circle, covered with strange crystal clusters of various colors that emit a faint light, illuminating the entire cave hall in a hazy and dreamlike way, like an inverted starry sky.

In the center of this stone chamber stands a stone tablet.

One, without any words, patterns, or carvings—

The Wordless Stele. (End of Chapter)