Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Deep within the Spirit Abyss.

That soaring pure white pillar of light, like a pillar supporting the sky, is the only passage connecting this Creation Realm, which has been eroded by the power of annihilation, to the outside world.

Around the pillar of light, the remaining spirit guardians stood solemnly, pure white light flowing silently across their bodies, like unchanging guardians since time immemorial.

Ling Feng hovered in front of the pillar of light, turned around and looked at the tall, pure white figure behind him.

He took a deep breath and solemnly cupped his hands to the sword-wielding spirit guard: "Senior, it will probably be some time before we meet again. I entrust everything to you, Senior."

"You flatter me, my lord."

Xingling knelt on one knee, her face radiating pure white light, her eyes, like flames, calmly gazing at Ling Feng. "My lord, you are embarking on a journey with a heavy responsibility. I cannot be by your side to protect you. I earnestly hope you will take care. We will wait here for your return."

Ling Feng nodded and didn't say anything more.

Everything that needed to be explained has been explained, and everything that needed to be entrusted has been entrusted.

He glanced deeply at the sword-wielding spirit guard, then swept his gaze over the remaining spirit guards who were still holding their ground, and etched this kindness into his heart.

Immediately afterwards, Ling Feng looked in the direction where the Lord of the Abyss had fled, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Mingyuan, the next time I return will be the day of your death!

Immediately, his gaze sharpened, and he focused his mind into the creation realm within his body, constructed from the power of annihilation.

Within the annihilated creation world, however, lay a gray and hazy world, completely opposite to the chaotic creation world he had created.

At this moment, Hunqi was sitting cross-legged on a hill, idly fiddling with a wisp of gray-white mist between his fingers.

Suddenly, she sensed something, abruptly raised her head, and a hint of surprise flashed across her alluring face.

"Owner!"

A look of surprise flashed in her eyes as she stared intently at the empty space ahead.

She severed all contact with Ling Feng after he entered the Gate of Creation.

We have no idea what's happening in the outside world.

At this moment, Ling Feng finally appeared, which also meant that all the crises had been resolved.

"The Soul Cries".

The next moment, Ling Feng's voice rang in her ear, gentle and calm, "I'm about to leave the Creation Realm. From this moment on, you are free."

Hunqi's delicate body trembled violently. She slowly stood up, her red lips slightly parted, but she couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

become free!
The word she once thought she would never be able to obtain was now spoken so easily by Ling Feng.

In an instant, scenes from her time with Ling Feng flashed through her mind...

The initial humiliation and resentment when Ling Feng planted the Chaos Mark on her, the despair and resentment when she was forced to submit, the repeated rescues and protection by Ling Feng, and finally, the moment when Ling Feng carried her on his back and fought to the death with the Spirit Guards, vowing never to abandon her.

Although the time spent together was short, it was more touching and warmer than all the time in her entire life.

And he fulfilled all his promises!

"Owner……"

Hunqi lowered his head, his voice trembling slightly, "I..."

"Still calling me master?"

Ling Feng smiled, then waved his hand, completely erasing the chaotic mark left in the Soul Cry Annihilation Origin.

"you're free!"

Ling Feng looked at her deeply and said gently, "From now on, you will be my partner, not my servant. From now on, you no longer need to call me master."

"Do not."

Hunqi shook her head, slowly raised her head, and her beautiful eyes were filled with a thin layer of mist, but with an unprecedented determination. "Master will always be master. Even if you give me freedom, even if you let me leave, in my heart, you are still my master. This is my own choice."

"You..."

Ling Feng remained silent for a moment, then finally sighed softly, "Whatever you say. But in any case, I have done what I promised you. Now, we are about to leave the Creation Realm and enter the World Sea. Speaking of which, you should be the first, and currently the only, Darkborn of the Death Star who can leave this prison."

Hunqi took a deep breath and nodded emphatically.

Then, she suddenly bent down and bowed solemnly and respectfully to Ling Feng.

"Thank you, Master."

"No need for further thanks."

Ling Feng helped her up and said calmly, "However, you must not forget your previous promise. After leaving the Creation Realm, you must restrain your instincts and not devour the World Bubble again. Otherwise, even though you once risked your life to protect me, I will personally take action and erase you."

"Ok!"

Soul Cry nodded emphatically, "I can swear on the annihilation of my origin right now..."

"Alright, alright, then there's no need for that. I trust you."

Ling Feng pressed down on Hunqi's raised hand, and then said, "After leaving the Creation Realm, you will have to stay in my Annihilation Creation Realm for a while longer. When I find a suitable opportunity, I will see if I can send you to the Sea of ​​Giant Beasts. With your strength, you will definitely become a hegemon in the Sea of ​​Giant Beasts."

"Um……"

Hunqi bit her red lips. "Master can go about his business first. I'm not in a hurry."

"Ha ha……"

Ling Feng chuckled a few times, said nothing more, and then with a thought, withdrew from the Annihilation Creation Realm.

Watching Ling Feng's disappearing figure, Hun Qi murmured, "Actually, even if I had to stay here forever, I wouldn't have any complaints..."

After all, the annihilation creation world that remained with Ling Feng was equivalent to staying by Ling Feng's side forever.

She had always believed that what she wanted most was freedom.

But when the time actually came for her to choose freedom, she suddenly felt a little reluctant to give it up.

The next moment, Ling Feng's consciousness returned to his body, his gaze fixed on the pure white pillar of light in front of him.

It's finally time to leave!
He took a deep breath, glanced back at the sword-wielding spirit guard one last time, nodded to it, and then, without further hesitation, stepped into the soaring pure white pillar of light.

hum-

The beam of light suddenly burst forth with unprecedented brilliance, completely engulfing Ling Feng's figure.

The slender silhouette faded rapidly in the pure white light, becoming lighter and lighter, eventually transforming into a pale golden stream of light that surged upwards along the pillar of light and disappeared into the horizon.

The sword-wielding spirit guard knelt on one knee, and the remaining spirit guards behind him also knelt down.

They silently watched the streak of light disappear into the distance, until the last ray of light vanished into the depths of the void. Only then did the sword-wielding spirit guards slowly stand up and tighten their grip on their light swords.

"Respectfully seeing off our lord."

……

A floating island in the world's ocean.

Under the gray sky, dozens of figures stood guard around a huge void rift in the center of the floating island.

The fissure was an irregular oval shape, with a faint pure white light and wisps of gray-black annihilation flowing along its edges. The two forces intertwined and collided at the edge of the fissure, emitting a barely audible hissing sound.

That was the entrance to the Spirit Realm of Creation.

Those guarding this place are all elite Shadow Hunters of the Star Hunter clan.

Clad in standard dark silver armor and wielding weapons forged from sapphire, they warily scanned every inch of space around the rift, vigilant to prevent any sapphire star-born from slipping away. Among these shadow hunters, a slightly thin, young-looking star hunter sat cross-legged on a protruding rock not far from the rift.

He rested his chin on his hand, his brows furrowed, his gaze seemingly fixed on the crack, but in reality, his mind was already wandering far away.

It is a cliff.

Since being summoned by the Juntian Clan Chief that day, Ling Feng has vanished as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth, and there has been no news of him since.

All Ya knew was that Ling Feng seemed to have been drawn into some extraordinary plan, which apparently involved an ancient and powerful being like the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon.

Of course, these lower- and middle-level Star Hunters knew very little about the bet between the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon and the Clan Chief Jun Tian that day.

However, since that day, the Eighth Hunting Ancestor Rongtian has been imprisoned within his Eighth Realm.

Although it was called recuperation, it was actually imprisonment, and imprisoned with him was a middle-aged man with a terrifying aura.

Ya vaguely guessed that the middle-aged man was probably the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon.

This was the first time he had ever seen all eight great hunting ancestors gathered together.

When the clan chief summoned him, he was naturally completely bewildered.

He thought that if even the Eighth Hunting Ancestor was imprisoned, he would probably be affected as well.

Unexpectedly, because he was most familiar with Ling Feng, the clan leader personally ordered him to be stationed at the entrance of the Creation Realm.

The task assigned to him was exactly the same as the one Ling Feng had when he entered the Eternal Ruins.

That is, to wait here for Ling Feng to come out, and once Ling Feng returns, to immediately take him to the Holy Hunting Palace.

When he received this mission, Ya couldn't help but smile bitterly. Ever since he met Ling Feng, why did he keep receiving missions like this?

However, he dared not complain in front of the clan chief and could only obediently come here and wait quietly.

"Ling Feng, Ling Feng, is waiting for you the greatest mission of my life...?"

Cliff muttered to himself, his gaze fixed on the void rift.

The aura of destruction at the edge of the rift seemed to be even stronger than in previous days, while the faint pure white light was dimming at an extremely slow pace.

The aura of annihilation grew increasingly intense, causing frequent disturbances in the World Sea.

In recent times, the rate of Shadow Hunter casualties has increased several times compared to the past.

"Cliff, what exactly is the situation inside that Creation Realm?"

A rough voice came from behind.

When Ya turned around, he saw a burly man with a full beard walking up to him.

The burly man was named Pan, and he was the captain of this garrison squad. Among the younger generation, he was considered one of the best.

Pan's gaze also fell on the void rift, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes. "Recently, the aura of destruction emanating from the rift has become increasingly intense, and the seal on the Pillar of Creation has probably loosened considerably. If this continues, I really don't know how much longer it can hold out. I also don't know if that beast spirit will be able to come out at all."

"Hey……"

Ya sighed softly, remained silent for a moment, and then shook his head. "Captain Pan, he's not some kind of beast spirit. His name is Ling Feng, and he's the adopted son of Lord Xi Huang."

"Ha ha……"

Pan scratched the back of his head. "I just blurted it out. I don't know what's going on now. The clan leader and all the hunting ancestors seem to be keeping an eye on that Ling Feng. I wonder what kind of background this guy has, or what big secret he's hiding?"

"That's not something we should worry about."

Ya shook his head. "The clan chief told us to stay here and guard the area. We just need to follow orders."

"You kid..."

Pan glared at Ya in annoyance. He had been hoping to get some information about Ling Feng out of Ya, but the kid was tight-lipped and could only say a few words before bringing up the clan leader to pressure him.

"Fine, fine, I won't say!"

Pan Chang stood up and was about to turn around and leave when suddenly, two powerful pressures descended from the sky without warning!

The oppressive aura was as vast as the sea, yet each carried its own unique imprint: one blazing like fire, the other sharp as a blade.

The two intertwined and instantly enveloped the entire floating island!
"It's the Hunting Ancestor!"

Ya's expression changed, and he quickly stood up.

The surrounding Shadow Hunters also knelt down on one knee and bowed their heads respectfully.

Two figures descended from the sky like shooting stars and landed in the center of the floating island.

The man on the left wore a crimson battle robe, was tall and robust, with a rugged face, yet his brows exuded a sense of composure and majesty. He was none other than Yao Tian, ​​the Sixth Hunting Ancestor.

The person on the right was a woman dressed in a blue robe, with a cold and aloof appearance and a slender figure. She was none other than Yu Tian, ​​the seventh hunting ancestor.

With the arrival of the two great hunting ancestors, the atmosphere on the entire floating island instantly became solemn.

"Greetings to the two Ancestors of Hunting!"

Pan quickly stepped forward and knelt on one knee to pay his respects.

Yao Tian waved his hand, signaling everyone to stand up. Yu Tian nodded slightly, his clear, cold eyes sweeping over the surroundings before finally settling on the void rift.

Still no movement?

Yao Tian spoke first, his voice steady, yet with a hint of urgency.

Pan naturally knew what the Hunting Ancestor was asking. He shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Reporting to the Sixth Hunting Ancestor, I have been keeping watch here without daring to slack off in the slightest. Now, half a Beast Sea Star has passed since your last visit, and still... there is no movement at all."

Upon hearing this, Yao Tian's rugged brows furrowed.

Yu Tian's expression also darkened slightly.

After a moment, Yu Tiancai spoke again, asking in a deep voice, "How much longer until the final deadline for the three Beast Sea Stars?"

"Forehead……"

Pan paused for a moment, but Ya, who was standing to the side, raised his head, bowed to Yu Tian, ​​and then continued, "Reporting to the Seventh Hunting Ancestor, I have been guarding this place for more than two Beast Seas. The deadline of three Beast Seas that you mentioned is probably less than half a Beast Sea."

"Time flies so fast!"

Yao Tian's expression darkened again.

The deadline is fast approaching. If Ling Feng does not emerge by then, it will mean that the gamble between the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon and the Juntian Clan Chief will end in the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon's defeat.

The price of failure is that the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon will burn its origin to solidify the Pillar of Creation and be eternally sealed in the depths of the World Sea.

For the Star Hunters, this might be considered an "acceptable" outcome.

After all, even if Ling Feng fails, the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon will sacrifice its life to extend the sealing time of the Pillar of Creation.

But Yao Tian clearly didn't seem very happy.

After all, although he originally wished Ling Feng would die sooner, it was because of Ling Feng that he had an epiphany and actually showed signs of a breakthrough.

He now has mixed feelings of love and hate towards Ling Feng, a junior, and naturally does not want Ling Feng to perish in the Creation Realm.

In comparison, he naturally hoped that Ling Feng could successfully break through and return.

Furthermore, even if the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon sacrifices everything, it can only delay the Darkborn of the Dead Star from breaking through the seal of the Pillars of Creation, which is only a temporary solution.

Only when Ling Feng completely refines the Pillar of Creation and masters the power of the God of Creation can the calamity of the Darkborn of the Dead Star be completely resolved. (End of Chapter)