Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

"Alright, alright!"

Yao Tian's rough voice rang out: "Stop dawdling! I can't wait to go and see that Eight Scenic Wonders Divine Tool!"

Yu Tian's cold voice followed: "You bastard, that's the very essence of the Creator God! Do you think it's so easy to take?"

"Hey, whatever it is, we can't afford to lose in terms of momentum..."

Yao Tian grinned. Ever since he opened his heart, this guy's personality has become even more forthright and straightforward.

"All right."

The First Hunting Ancestor, Shi Tian, ​​spoke in a deep voice, interrupting the two's bickering.

He nodded slightly to Juntian: "Clan leader, let's set off now."

Jun Tian nodded solemnly: "Be careful in everything."

"go!"

Shi Tian said no more, turned around and took a step forward, his figure transforming into a dark golden stream of light that shot into the depths of the temple.

Yao Tian, ​​Yu Tian, ​​and Rong Tian followed closely behind, while Ling Feng and the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon exchanged a glance and also transformed into a stream of light to catch up.

Six figures streaked across the eternal starlight above the temple and vanished in the blink of an eye into the depths of the layered palace complex.

Juntian stood in front of the hall, gazing in the direction they had left, remaining motionless for a long time.

Behind him, the four Hunting Ancestors, Cangtian, Haotian, Etian, and Youtian, silently stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

"They'll succeed, right?"

Haotian asked softly.

Jun Tian did not answer, but simply gripped the crystal imprinted with the final secret scroll of the "Ancestral God's Manual," his silver eyes reflecting the boundless darkness deep within the temple.

"We must believe him! We can only believe him!"

……

The vastness of the Temple of Eternal Silence far exceeded Ling Feng's imagination.

Even at full speed like a Hunter Ancestor, the location marked by the Shadow of Creation seemed impossibly far away, let alone the location marked by the Shadow of Creation.

Time flies, and the three beasts Haichen passed in the blink of an eye.

Ling Feng also gradually noticed that the palace in front of him was becoming dilapidated, cracks appeared on the pillars, the starlight on the dome was dimming, and an indescribable sense of oppression began to permeate the air.

The feeling did not come from any specific existence, but rather from the space itself, a sense of desolation and heaviness that had accumulated over countless years.

“Ninth Brother, it looks like we are about to leave the border of the outer area of ​​the temple.”

Suddenly, Shi Tian, ​​who was flying at the very front, spoke, and his voice was still clearly heard by everyone despite the whistling air currents generated by the high-speed flight.

Ling Feng stared intently, and saw a blurry barrier looming in the distance at the edge of his vision.

The barrier is not a physical entity, but rather a spatial boundary.

On one side of the barrier, the starlight still lingers, and the palace, though dilapidated, remains structurally intact. On the other side, however, lies a deep darkness, impenetrable even by starlight.

"Look, that should be the boundary of the outer area of ​​the temple."

Yu Tianfei flew to Ling Feng's side, his clear voice carrying a hint of solemnity, "Crossing that boundary, the real test has only just begun."

The group slowed down slightly and eventually stopped in front of the barrier.

Ling Feng stared at the invisible boundary before him, his gaze narrowing slightly. He asked with some confusion, "What do you mean by 'it seems'? Brothers, haven't you all been here before?"

This question caused the hunters to fall into a brief silence.

Finally, Shi Tian slowly spoke, "Because the space inside the Hengji Temple is relatively special, the time it takes us to arrive here each time is not constant."

Ling Feng was taken aback.

Shi Tian continued, "The Temple of Eternal Silence is actually a space that is eternally expanding, just like the Sea of ​​Giant Beasts. Although it appears unchanged from the outside, the scale of the internal space is constantly extending and expanding. Therefore, every time we reach this boundary, there will be some changes, so we cannot be completely certain."

Yao Tian, ​​standing to the side, shook his head and smiled, adding, "Moreover, the rate at which the internal area of ​​the temple expands is quite exaggerated. Let me put it this way: if our travel speed is slower than the rate at which the temple itself expands, then we will never be able to reach the core area of ​​the temple in our entire lives."

Ling Feng was shocked and blurted out, "How fast is the Temple expanding?"

"hey-hey……"

Rong Tian patted Ling Feng on the shoulder and continued, "At the very least, one must reach the level of the Hunting Ancestor to break through the critical speed and surpass the expansion of the temple space. This is why, over the long years, the Star Hunting Clan's understanding of the interior of the Eternal Silence Temple has been so limited, because only after reaching the Hunting Ancestor level are they qualified to explore the depths of the temple."

Yu Tian sighed softly, "Reaching the level of the Hunting Ancestor is already quite difficult, not to mention that we also need to deal with the Dark Descendants of the Stars that have escaped from the Sea of ​​Giant Beasts at all times."

Ling Feng took a deep breath.

He finally understood why the Star Hunter Clan had been rooted in the Eternal Silence Temple for countless years, yet had only explored less than one or two ten-thousandths of the area.

“The secret treasures left behind by the creator god are naturally not so easy to obtain.”

The voice of the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon rang out, its dark golden dragon eyes fixed on the darkness on the other side of the barrier. "My master probably made arrangements long ago before he returned to the Chaos."

As he spoke, he looked at Ling Feng and said in a deep voice, "This time, our lord will surely be able to successfully obtain the Eight Scenery Divine Artifacts and fuse with the power of those eight innate origins!"

"Ha ha……"

Ling Feng chuckled dryly, "I hope so..."

"Everyone, get ready!"

Just then, Shi Tian's voice rang out, "We're about to cross the boundary. Be alert! Once we cross this line, the pressure from the Hengji Temple will increase several times over, and the laws will become chaotic. Stay close and don't fall behind!"

"Yes!"

The crowd responded in unison.

Shi Tian said no more. The dark golden power of the Hunting Ancestor began to circulate around him, forming a dense light film on his body.

He turned back and nodded to Ling Feng, then took a step forward.

"go!"

Five figures simultaneously crashed into the invisible spatial barrier.

The moment he passed through, Ling Feng felt as if he had crashed into a viscous swamp.

The body, which had been flying smoothly, suddenly sank, and the surrounding air became more than ten times heavier.

Even more terrifying was the oppressive force surging in from all directions, like tangible seawater, frantically squeezing every inch of space.

Ling Feng groaned, and the five ancestral meridians within his body automatically circulated, resisting the sudden pressure.

He could feel that the divine energy of creation within him had become unusually active after crossing the boundary, as if it had sensed a shared origin and was gradually awakening.

"Everyone, hold on!"

Shi Tian's voice rang out from ahead. This first hunting ancestor was also showing signs of strain. The dark gold barrier on his body rippled under the pressure, but his steps remained steady.

Yao Tian, ​​Yu Tian, ​​and Rong Tian each unleashed their own methods.

Once the ancestral vein is activated, it can basically withstand the attack. As for the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon, this ancient being has demonstrated astonishing power.

He didn't even deploy a protective barrier; he simply endured the pressure with his own body. The dark golden dragon scales shimmered with a cold luster in the darkness, and every step he took was as steady as a mountain.

As expected of the first innate leader created by the creator god, it is indeed terrifying!
"Is this the oppressive aura emanating from the Forbidden City area?"

While circulating the power of the Creation God to resist, Ling Feng asked in a deep voice.

They had only just crossed the border and were probably still a long way from the actual forbidden palace area, but the pressure was already so strong that even ordinary hunting ancestors could hardly move an inch.

"No, this is not the oppressive power of the Forbidden City."

Shi Tian shook his head, his voice sounding somewhat muffled under the pressure, "This is just the aftershock naturally emanating from the Forbidden Palace area. The true pressure of the Forbidden Palace... you'll know when you experience it for yourself."

The aftermath?

Ling Feng felt a chill run down his spine.

If the aftershocks alone are this powerful, how terrifying must the real Forbidden City be?

The group continued onward.

The deeper you go, the stronger the pressure becomes, and the more chaotic the laws become.

If it weren't for Shi Tian, ​​the team leader who had explored the area many times, Ling Feng had no doubt that he would have completely lost his way in this place.

"Attention, the area ahead is a region of combined pressure from the Eightfold Forbidden Palace."

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Shi Tian suddenly stopped and raised his hand to signal to the others.

Ling Feng stared intently and saw that the originally uniform darkness in front of him began to differentiate, revealing halos of different colors.

Some areas shimmered with a heavy, earthy yellow light, as if a massive mountain were pressing down upon them; others flowed with raging, crimson currents that tore space apart wherever they passed; and still others were filled with bluish-green whirlwinds, moving at speeds too fast for the naked eye to perceive…

"That is the original pressure emanating from each of the eight divine artifacts, intertwined and mixed here."

The Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon explained in a deep voice, "The earthen-yellow ones are the legs of a rock, representing absolute stability and immense pressure; the crimson ones are the arms of an Asura, which govern slaughter and destruction; the cyan-blue ones are the legs of a hurricane, symbolizing extreme speed and tearing..."

He paused, a hint of solemnity flashing in his golden pupils: "As expected of being formed from the eight innate origins of the God of Creation, this is only the outermost scattered pressure. The true divine artifact's power is probably more than ten thousand times stronger than this."

He stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Shi Tian.

"It seems we're not far from the Forbidden City. Every step from here on out will be a hundred times more difficult than before!"

He clenched his fists and said in a deep voice, "Each of the Eight Scenery Divine Artifacts is almost comparable to one percent of the power of the Creator God. They are beings that we simply cannot contend with. We must gather all our strength to help our lord subdue one of the Eight Scenery Divine Artifacts first."

"Once the Lord obtains the first Eight Trigrams Divine Artifact, with his Creator God Body, he will be able to unleash the true power of the Eight Trigrams Divine Artifact, and the road ahead will be much easier."

"Ok!"

Everyone nodded solemnly.

"Everyone stay close to me and don't touch any obvious halo."

The Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon solemnly warned, "These halos are formed from the aura emanating from divine artifacts. Once you are caught in them, even if you are all Hunter Ancestors, you will probably suffer some hardship."

The group nodded, and led by Huang Gu and Shi Tian, ​​they carefully made their way through the colorful halo of light.

This journey was extremely difficult.

Every step forward felt like walking on thin ice.

Time passed little by little.

When they finally passed through this area of ​​mixed pressure and arrived at a relatively "calm" dark void, the scene before them made everyone hold their breath.

Ahead, eight enormous palaces floated silently in the void.

No, it can no longer be called a palace; it is eight "worlds".

Each palace exudes a distinct aura, enveloped in a halo of different colors.

The eight palaces rotate slowly along a mysterious trajectory, maintaining an absolute distance from each other, yet subtly forming a whole.

"That is... the Forbidden Palace."

Ling Feng stared at the eight palaces, the divine aura of creation within his body boiling to its limit.

"Yes."

Shi Tian nodded. "Only by crossing the Forbidden Palace can we truly enter the core area of ​​the Hengji Temple."

His expression became even more solemn at this moment. "If we take another step forward, we will be randomly teleported to one of the forbidden palaces. I hope our luck won't be too bad and that we won't be teleported to the Arm of Asura on the first try."

"It can't be that unlucky, can it..."

Yao Tian said in a deep voice, "Now they know that the eight forbidden palaces each represent one of the eight divine artifacts."

The forbidden palace that represents the Arm of Asura is also the one from which no one has ever come out alive.

Just from the name, it's clear that Asura represents the ultimate killing.

Therefore, the Forbidden Palace of the Arm of Asura is the most difficult of the eight forbidden palaces.

Before he could finish speaking, something unexpected happened.

At that moment, all eight palaces suddenly lit up simultaneously!
Crimson, emerald green, golden yellow, azure blue, dark purple, pure white, jet black, grayish brown...

Eight colors of light shot into the sky from the eight palaces, intertwining and swirling in the void, eventually transforming into a vortex that covered the entire field of vision.

The vortex wasn't spinning fast, but it possessed an irresistible power.

Ling Feng felt his body lighten, and then he was pulled and torn apart by a terrifying force, as if it wanted to completely disintegrate him from the inside out.

"Everyone be careful..."

Shi Tian's exclamation was barely audible before it was completely drowned out by the roar of the vortex.

Ling Feng tried to use the power of the Creation God to resist, but found that all his power was as fragile as an infant in the face of this vortex.

He could only watch helplessly as his companions were swallowed up by the vortex one by one and disappeared before his eyes.

Yao Tian roared, and the crimson flame totem burst forth with dazzling light, but was instantly swallowed by the vortex.

Next came Yu Tian, ​​Rong Tian, ​​and even the First Hunting Ancestor Shi Tian, ​​none of whom could withstand that terrifying vortex.

The next moment, the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon let out a deafening roar, and its dark golden dragon body erupted with ancient majesty, instantly restoring its massive ancestral dragon form. However, it was still completely submerged by the vortex in the blink of an eye.

"Everyone!"

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched wildly, and he screamed inwardly, wanting to grab any one of them, but he was completely powerless.

The next moment, a faint light completely enveloped his body.

Immediately afterwards, the world spun around.

The whole world seemed to be churning wildly in a vortex, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

Before completely losing consciousness, Ling Feng vaguely saw a sudden burst of ocean-like azure light before his eyes, and deep within that light, a huge eye was slowly opening, revealing an incredibly deep and enormous eyeball!
Could that be the Eye of Insight? (End of Chapter)