Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

"How could it be you! No way!"

Lord Mingyuan stared at Ling Feng in astonishment. He didn't look much different from before he entered the Gate of Creation, yet everything seemed different—his eyes, his aura…

It even instilled a deep-seated fear in the Lord of the Abyss.

But that's not the point!

He shouldn't have come back like this!
He had clearly left his original mark within those murderous jade artifacts.

When Ling Feng begins to absorb the remaining divine energy of creation beneath the Spirit Abyss, his own primordial imprint will begin to erode his annihilation origin, thus seizing Ling Feng's body and refining him into an avatar.

But from beginning to end, he did not sense any sign that his own source power had been triggered.

This means that Ling Feng has not even begun to absorb the Creator God's breath yet.

But if he didn't absorb the Creator God's breath, why did he come out?

Moreover, his current aura clearly indicates that he has undergone a complete transformation!

Lord Mingyuan stared intently at Ling Feng, a flicker of disbelief and shock crossing his crimson eyes for the first time.

That aura...

What exactly is that aura that makes all the sources of destruction tremble instinctively?!

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, senior."

Ling Feng didn't even glance at Lord Mingyuan. He simply turned his head slightly, nodded to the sword-wielding spirit guards behind him, and said calmly, "Leave the rest to me."

“The chosen ones…”

The pure white light emanating from the sword-wielding spirit guard flickered erratically, cracks spreading across its body as if it were about to completely disintegrate at any moment. Yet, the pure white flames burning in its eyes remained fixed intently on Ling Feng.

No, more accurately, it was "staring" at the pale golden divine aura that flowed naturally around Ling Feng and resonated subtly with the Lingyuan space.

The aura emanating from this halo felt incredibly familiar to the sword-wielding spirit guard.

Although it was extremely weak, it was absolutely the same aura as the God of Creation!

"you you……"

The sword-wielding spirit guard trembled violently, filled with indescribable shock. "This is the aura of the Creator God? The Chosen One, you...you passed? You have gained the Creator God's approval, you..."

It was so excited that it was almost incoherent, and its body, made of light, flickered and shimmered due to the intense fluctuations of its emotions.

Ling Feng looked at the excited appearance of the sword-wielding spirit guards, but he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Is it a test?
Actually, there was no real test at all.

Once you enter the Gate of Creation, you will naturally obtain this power.

But it's hard to say who will emerge from here.

The Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon hoped to use itself as a vessel for the God of Creation, and to resurrect the God of Creation by using the wisp of the God of Creation's breath within its body.

As for the Lord of the Abyss, he wanted to seize his body through the primordial mark buried in the Death Jade.

So, in a sense, he did pass the "test".

It's just that the form is slightly different.

This is not a test from Lingyuan himself, but from the schemes and plots of those old guys and monsters!
However, he also had to admit that his survival was entirely due to the "gift" of the creator god.

"Senior, this is a long story."

Ling Feng shook his head slightly, his gaze sweeping over the extremely tragic battlefield around him. The remaining dozen or so spirit guards were in dire straits under the siege of the Sha army, and could perish completely at any moment.

His eyes turned cold. "Now is not the time to talk about these things."

He turned his gaze back to the figure shrouded in black robes high in the sky, his voice suddenly turning cold, carrying an unprecedented chill: "Let's deal with this guy first."

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

Before Ling Feng could finish speaking, the Lord of the Abyss in the sky had already recovered from his initial shock, and instead burst into a mocking and angry laugh!
The laughter, like the wailing of ten thousand ghosts, echoed above the shattered Spirit Abyss, making the space vibrate. The remaining army of demons roared hoarsely, their momentum growing even stronger.

"Deal with me? With you? Hahaha! Star Hunter junior, I admit, you did give me a little surprise."

The Abyss Lord's crimson gaze was like two blood-dripping swords, piercing through the void and locking onto Ling Feng, trying to see through him from the inside out.

"You were able to emerge alive from the Gate of Creation, and you still carry a trace of 'divinity' that I despise, but so what?"

His voice suddenly turned cold, carrying a condescending indifference and mockery: "You think that by blocking a casual blow from me, you have the right to spout nonsense in front of me? You think that by having a few pseudo-creational auras on you, you can change your ant-like nature?"

"Star Hunter, I knew long ago that the old codger Huang Gu had ulterior motives. His cooperation with me was nothing more than a mutually beneficial arrangement. I used his scheme against him and secretly planted a trace of my annihilation source mark in every piece of the Death Jade you refined!"

The voice of the Lord of the Abyss was like the spitting of a venomous snake, each word clearly penetrating Ling Feng's ears.

"When you enter the Spirit Abyss and begin to absorb the remaining divine energy of creation, attempting to break through to a higher realm, the moment when your body and mind are completely integrated with the divine energy and you are caught off guard is the perfect opportunity for the original mark of the true self to erupt completely, eroding your annihilation source and seizing your perfect vessel!"

He laid bare his entire plan without reservation, a confident expression on his face. "It seems you haven't absorbed the Creator God's essence. However, my primordial mark has already invaded your essence, and your life is still in my hands! So, what right do you have to stand before me and spout such nonsense!"

Lord Mingyuan stared coldly at Ling Feng, adopting a superior posture, as if he had completely controlled Ling Feng's fate.

The sword-wielding spirit guard behind him paled, staring in horror at Ling Feng's retreating figure. "You, the Chosen One!"

The annihilation of the Abyss Lord's origin is no small matter.

With Ling Feng's current level of cultivation, once his origin is invaded by the Lord of the Abyss, he will have virtually no ability to resist.

However, Ling Feng maintained a nonchalant expression, looking at the Lord of the Abyss with a half-smile, and coldly said, "Oh? Is that so? Then you can try and see if you can still control my life and crush me with a flick of your wrist." "Hmph, courting death!"

Lord Mingyuan didn't say another word. He suddenly raised his right hand, clenched his fist in the air, and uttered a low and rapid incantation.

hum-

An invisible wave emanated from him, as he attempted to activate the primordial imprint that had entered Ling Feng's body through the Hongyu.

As long as those marks remain, even if only the faintest trace is left, he can use them to activate the annihilation source refined from the Burial Jade within Ling Feng's body, and completely control this arrogant junior in front of him.

However, nothing happened.

Ling Feng remained standing still, his indifferent eyes calmly watching him, as if he were watching a performance that had nothing to do with him.

"How...how is this possible?!"

For the first time, the voice of the Lord of the Abyss trembled slightly.

He raised his hand again, this time not to try to induce it, but to unleash a powerful source of destruction, attempting to forcibly awaken those marks.

Even if it's just awakening one of them, even if it's just causing a momentary disruption to the annihilation source within Ling Feng's body!
However, it still disappeared without a trace.

The vast annihilation source within Ling Feng's body was like an iron plate, showing no sign of being pried open by any external force.

Those primal imprints he had planted with his own hands seemed to have never existed.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Lord Mingyuan roared, and his murderous aura erupted like a volcanic eruption, blasting away dozens of the nearby demons that had gotten too close.

"That is the primordial mark I personally planted! Since you refined those Burial Jade, my primordial mark has already invaded your Burial Origin! Clearly, the moment you entered the Gate of Creation, I sensed that the mark within your body was still there, how could it have become like this!"

Ling Feng's lips curled into a cold smile as he exaggeratedly feigned an expression. "Oh dear, I'm so scared, I'm so afraid, am I going to die? Wait, that's not right, why don't I feel anything at all? How strange! You, what kind of 'Dog Basket Lord,' can you explain this to me?"

"you!"

He stared intently at Ling Feng, his face turning pale and then red. For the first time, an incredulous look of horror appeared in his crimson eyes, which quickly turned into uncontrollable rage.

He sent the Twelve Fiends to Ling Feng as a sacrifice, even going so far as to push out his most capable subordinates, such as the skeleton, to become stepping stones for Ling Feng. All this was so that he could seize Ling Feng's body the moment he absorbed the Creation God's breath, and in one fell swoop, take over Ling Feng's body and refine him into one of his own clones!
But now, not only has Ling Feng failed to absorb the Creator God's aura, but even the marks he planted at great expense of his own essence have vanished without a trace.

His entire plan has collapsed, and now he has been humiliated in person!
"I'm really sorry, but it's a bit inappropriate to act this way towards my great benefactor!"

Ling Feng smiled at Lord Mingyuan, then bowed respectfully to him, "Thank you, Senior, for gifting me so many jade stones and helping me grow stronger. I will never forget this kindness. So today, I will definitely repay you properly, Lord!"

Ling Feng seemed to be thanking Lord Mingyuan, but he actually angered Lord Mingyuan so much that he almost vomited blood.

These words were like a series of resounding slaps to the arrogant face of Lord Mingyuan.

Looking back now, his act of sacrificing the Twelve Fiends to Ling Feng to improve his cultivation level and open up his ancestral veins seems like that of a "great philanthropist".

"Now--"

Ling Feng slowly raised the Ten Directions Annihilation Sword, its radiance contained within, and pointed the tip at the Lord of the Abyss. The pale golden divine aura around him flickered like his breath.

"I will make good use of the power that you helped me develop, and I will definitely give you a huge surprise!"

boom!
Five crimson-gold ancestral vein phantoms suddenly appeared behind Ling Feng, thicker and more solid than before, like five crimson-gold divine chains piercing through heaven and earth!
At the center of the five meridians, the nascent form of the sixth ancestral meridian has now solidified into a tangible form, with pale golden light flowing endlessly, radiating a heart-palpitating potential!
Although in terms of cultivation level, Ling Feng is still only at the stage of perfecting the five meridians and the rudimentary stage of the six meridians, he has not yet broken through to the true six meridians.

But the pressure he exuded at this moment, the supreme and holy aura flowing around him, as if he could control all laws, made all those who sensed it, whether they were the remaining spirit guards or the roaring demons, feel a tremor from the level of life itself!

This is the oppressive feeling emanating from the body of the creator god!
"you wanna die!!"

The Lord of the Abyss's crimson eyes suddenly turned cold, filled with rage and killing intent.

What big picture? What plan?
None of that matters anymore.

Today, he will kill Ling Feng!
They must die!
If the skeleton had a spirit in heaven, it would probably be extremely resentful, thinking, "Damn it, I told you long ago that this kid couldn't be kept, otherwise he would definitely become a tiger to cause trouble."

You've got yourself into trouble, and now you know you have to kill me?
I died unjustly!

"Even if you somehow got lucky and obtained some of the basics of creation, even if you erased the original mark left by the original being, so what?!"

The dormant aura of annihilation around the Lord of the Abyss surged once more, and a dark purple, overwhelming malevolent energy soared into the sky, transforming into countless ferocious demonic phantoms that roared towards the heavens!
"You are nothing more than an ant in the rudimentary stage of the Six Meridians! Although you temporarily preserved the Spirit Abyss by not absorbing the Creation God's Breath, this is also your greatest folly and mistake! Without the support of the divine breath, how can you bridge the chasm-like gap in strength between us?"

"Star Hunter, I will show you that before absolute power, any luck or trickery is nothing but a laughingstock! I will make you regret not dying within the Gate of Creation, but instead choosing to come out... to your death!!"

The moment the last word "death" was uttered, Lord Mingyuan made a ruthless move!

Without any probing or holding back, the attack was thunderous and deadly!
"Annihilation - Devouring the Heavens with Ten Thousand Souls!"

He roared and thrust his right palm forward!
In his palm, a beam of pitch-black light instantly expanded and split, transforming into countless fine, hair-like, yet lightning-fast, pitch-black threads radiating an aura of extreme annihilation. Like a rain of pear blossoms, they shot towards Ling Feng in an overwhelming manner!

Each jet-black thread contains the pure annihilation essence of the Abyss Lord, enough to easily pierce through the defenses of a Hunting Ancestor-level expert, erode their soul, and obliterate their life force!
With thousands of lines firing simultaneously, it's enough to pierce an entire star field, turning it into a sieve and turning it into a dead zone!

"Those favored by the gods, beware!"

The remaining spiritual energy of the sword-wielding spirit guard sent out a cry of alarm; it was the one who could best sense the terror of this attack.

If it were at its peak, it might have been able to withstand the attack with the support of the spiritual energy of the abyss, but now it was almost completely exhausted, and Ling Feng...

He was ultimately just a rudimentary form of the Six Meridians.

However, faced with this overwhelming, devastating torrent of black threads, Ling Feng's eyes remained eerily calm.

Inside the Gate of Creation, in that dark void, at the moment when his body and soul were completely crushed by the reflection of creation, the pain and death he experienced was a billion times more terrifying than this mere Devouring Heaven of Ten Thousand Souls!
At this moment, after reshaping his primordial divine body, although his power has not yet undergone a qualitative leap, his essential life force and his understanding and control of the laws of creation have already undergone earth-shattering changes. (End of Chapter)