Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Please make your choice quickly.

The urging of the Eye of Insight also made Ling Feng quickly recall his current situation.

Although they had just passed the test of the Hurricane Kick, the other four were now facing an equally urgent situation.

At this moment, Yu Tian has obtained the source of the hurricane and is closing his eyes to feel the new power surging within his body. His aura is rising at an astonishing speed.

And the voice of the Eye of Insight also strangely echoed in her mind.

Yu Tian suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Ling Feng, "Ninth Brother, that voice is..."

"The Eye of Insight".

Ling Feng took a deep breath and briefly explained the bet between him and the Eye of Insight.

He must assist at least three companions in passing the test in order to achieve final victory.

"I see……"

Yu Tian understood immediately; no wonder Ling Feng would suddenly appear here.

In fact, if Ling Feng hadn't arrived in time, she would have undoubtedly failed this trial.

“I have now obtained a source of hurricane energy, and I will go with you to help others.”

Ling Feng's eyes lit up. If Yu Tian's assistance were added, it would be even better.

However, at that moment, the voice of the Eye of Insight rang out again.

"Unfortunately, this is not a test for you. You are not qualified to assist others! Stay here for now and reflect on your experience."

The all-seeing eye showed no mercy and immediately urged, "Chosen one, state your choice."

Ling Feng frowned slightly, recalling the trials faced by the other four people in his mind.

He needs to win at least two more of the four tests.

Yu Tian looked at him nervously, her icy blue eyes reflecting Ling Feng's pensive profile.

The brief silence seemed exceptionally long amidst the gradually subsiding blue air currents.

Ling Feng slowly exhaled a breath of stale air and finally made his final decision.

It would be difficult for him to turn the tide of the battle between Huanggu and Yaotian in an instant.

As for the intellectual test that Rong Tian faced, Ling Feng, although he considered himself a smart person, was simply unable to answer some of the questions.

Based on his previous observations, he had never even heard of the "differential equations" that Wisdom Heart was referring to.

Going there would be pointless.

Only the stairway to heaven!

His gaze became sharp and resolute.

The test of the legs of a rock is a test of will and determination. It is a journey of forging ahead under immense pressure, a journey where the body may be broken, the bones may be broken, and the soul may be destroyed, but the will is indestructible!
When it comes to tempering one's will, Ling Feng believes he is no less capable than anyone else!
Since embarking on the path of martial arts, he has turned the tide in desperate situations countless times, walked on the edge of life and death countless times, and finally broke through the dead end!

Therefore, he has absolute confidence in his endurance to bear pain and his will to stay true to himself!
"I choose..."

Ling Feng raised his head, his voice clear and steady, "The Heavenly Stairway, where Senior Shi Tian resides."

The Eye of Insight flickered slightly, seemingly unsurprised by the choice, or perhaps, of all the possibilities it perceived, this path was the clearest.

"Alright, as you wish!"

Before Yu Tian could say anything more, a gray-white beam of light, similar to the previous one but even thicker, descended from nothingness and instantly engulfed Ling Feng's figure.

Yu Tian only had time to reach out his hand, but all he touched was the cool, heavy airflow that remained after the pillar of light had dissipated.

"Ninth Brother... and everyone else, you must win!"

She clenched her fists, feeling the power of the hurricane source within her, but only felt a heavy weight in her heart.

……

Before the light and shadows in front of me had fully stabilized, an unimaginable sense of heaviness had already pressed down from all directions!

That was not just a simple physical weight, but a terrifying pressure that acted on every inch of flesh and blood, and every wisp of the soul!
It was as if the weight of the entire sky, countless stars, and endless worlds was condensed and concentrated here, crashing down with a deafening roar.

Ling Feng grunted, and his Creation God Body automatically emitted a pale golden divine light. Five crimson gold ancestral veins suddenly appeared behind him, and the sixth nascent vein also shone brightly, desperately resisting the sudden and terrifying pressure.

His knees bent slightly, and he staggered, almost falling to his knees.

"What terrifying pressure!"

His fair complexion turned serious as he began to survey his surroundings.

However, all around was nothingness, except for a wide, endless gray stone staircase stretching upwards beneath one's feet.

The stone steps are simple and rough, with wind-eroded marks on the surface, exuding an ancient and unchanging sense of weight.

Thick, almost tangible gray air currents permeated the sides and top of the stone steps, and these air currents flowed slowly, which was the source of the terrifying pressure.

At this moment, he was standing on one of the stone steps.

Just standing there almost crushed every bone in his body.

"This is even more terrifying than the Ascension Stairs within the Eternal Ruins!"

Ling Feng felt a chill run down his spine; the pressure was even more terrifying than he had anticipated.

Even at the very lowest level, it would be enough to render an ordinary Hunter Ancestor-level expert immobile!
He looked up, his gaze straining to penetrate the heavy gray air currents as he searched upwards.

He saw the figure about a hundred steps uphill.

The dark gold hunting ancestor's battle robe was already tattered and soaked with his own blood, clinging tightly to his body.

That once upright and sturdy body was now hunched over like an old man in his twilight years. Every step he took was accompanied by the "creaking" sound of bones rubbing together and the subtle sound of muscles being forcibly torn apart.

It was none other than the First Hunting Ancestor, Shi Tian.

His steps were as slow as a tortoise crawl, and the way he lifted his leg seemed like a ritual that would exhaust his life.

His exposed skin was covered with spiderweb-like cracks, from which pale golden blood seeped continuously, leaving a long, shocking trail of blood behind him.

His head was lowered, and Ling Feng could even see the taut muscles and bulging bluish-black veins in his neck.

Even more terrifying is that the space around Shi Tian, ​​which is the center of the more than ten stone steps, presents an abnormal sense of distortion and collapse. It is a manifestation of the pressure being condensed to the extreme, almost crushing the void.

With each step he took, a deep, bloody footprint was left on the stone steps behind him, which was then slowly smoothed out by the gray air currents.

Ling Feng's pupils contracted. With his eyesight, he could naturally see that Shi Tian was almost on the verge of exhaustion, only being held on by an indomitable will.

"Senior Shitian!"

Ling Feng roared, his voice carrying through the heavy air, sounding somewhat muffled.

The hunched figure seemed to tremble slightly, and very slowly, bit by bit, turned its head.

When Shi Tian saw Ling Feng on the stone steps below, his eyes, which were bloodshot and somewhat unfocused due to the pressure and exhaustion, suddenly burst forth with an incredulous light.

"Ninth...brother?"

His voice was hoarse and cracked, like two rough pieces of sandpaper rubbing together, "You...how could you..."

He was clearly in such a state of shock that he could hardly utter a complete sentence, and with each word he uttered, a wisp of pale golden blood foam would spill from the corner of his mouth.

"I'm here to help you!"

Ling Feng said no more, took a deep breath, and pushed the power of his Creation God Body to its limit under the current circumstances. He then stepped onto the second stone step. Boom!
The pressure has increased dramatically!

It felt as if the mountains on my body had doubled in weight!
Ling Feng's body trembled, and the pale golden divine light on his body flickered, but he stood firmly.

Without pausing, he took another step and began to climb upwards.

Level 3, Level 4, Level 5...

With each level up, the pressure increases at a despairing pace.

It wasn't just the weight acting on his physical body; it was a direct pressure on his soul, as if an invisible giant hand had grabbed his soul and was about to crush and flatten it.

The surrounding gray air currents became viscous like mud, making every movement of his require ten or even a hundred times more physical effort than usual.

Ling Feng gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, and used the power of the Time Wheel to accelerate his own power circulation, struggling to resist.

His gaze was fixed on Shi Tian above him as he approached step by step.

Level 20, Level 30, Level 50...

When he finally stepped onto the same stone step as Shi Tian and came behind him, the feeling was no less than when he fought a fierce battle with the Lord of the Abyss.

He felt his blood surging and his bones aching. The sweat that had just seeped out of his skin was crushed into mist and dissipated by the terrifying pressure.

"senior!"

Ling Feng's voice was squeezed out through clenched teeth as he gasped for breath and reached out to support Shi Tian's swaying figure.

Shi Tian stared intently at Ling Feng before him, a bitter feeling rising in his heart.

He exhausted all his strength, climbing step by step to reach this point, and Ling Feng arrived beside him almost instantly.

It must be said that although Ling Feng has only condensed the rudimentary form of the Six Meridians, his ability to withstand pressure with this Creation God Body is indeed far beyond that of Shi Tian.

"No... don't worry about me!"

Shi Tian hissed, trying to push Ling Feng away, but his arm fell limply as soon as he raised it. He could only grit his teeth and say, "I'm exhausted. Take me with you... we... won't make it!"

He could see clearly that although Ling Feng possessed the body of a creator god and had boundless potential, his cultivation was still shallow, and he was only at the rudimentary stage of the Six Meridians.

To be able to climb this far alone is already an amazing feat of willpower.

But if we were to carry this "burden" that had almost exhausted everything with us, and continue climbing that seemingly endless staircase...

The only outcome would be that both of them would be crushed on this path to heaven.

"Go! If it's you, you can definitely reach the top!"

Shi Tian, ​​using all his strength, said intermittently, "No...don't waste your energy on me..."

"If you abandon your companions and try to survive and win alone, what's the point of that victory?"

Ling Feng's voice suddenly rose, drowning out the buzzing from the heavy pressure. He stared into Shi Tian's eyes, his gaze like a burning flame, "We must win this bet, and I won't abandon a single one of my companions!"

Before he finished speaking, he gave Shi Tian no chance to object. He took a step forward, put his arm under Shi Tian's armpit, and used his shoulder to firmly support Shi Tian's body, which was on the verge of collapse.

"you!"

Shi Tian's body stiffened.

Just as Ling Feng caught Shi Tian—

Rumble!!!
As if some taboo had been violated, the surrounding gray air currents suddenly became violent!
The invisible pressure surged instantly!
If Ling Feng had previously felt the weight of a mountain, now he felt as if the entire earth, along with the countless worlds it carried, was pressing down on his spine!
"Ugh!"

Ling Feng let out a suppressed roar of pain, his legs buckled violently, and he almost collapsed to his knees.

The pale golden divine light flickered wildly, and tiny crackling sounds came from the surface of the body, the sound of skin and muscle fibers beginning to crack under the overload.

The gray stone steps beneath his feet cracked with a "crack" sound, revealing spiderweb-like cracks!
"Let go!"

Shi Tian's eyes were bloodshot with rage. He could clearly feel the violent tremors in Ling Feng's body and the burden that suddenly became several times heavier.

"Don't let it go!"

Ling Feng squeezed out two words from deep in his throat, his eyes bloodshot, and the veins on his neck bulging like writhing steel cables.

Within his body, five and a half ancestral veins were operating wildly, harnessing the power of chaos, the breath of creation, the power of annihilation, and the power of the Wheel of Time...

All their strength was squeezed to the limit, forcibly resisting the terrifying pressure that was enough to crush stars.

Instead of letting go, he straightened his back and, to Shi Tian's horrified gaze, used his arms to lift Shi Tian's heavy body onto his back!

"Ninth Brother, have you gone mad?! You won't be able to handle this!"

Shi Tian lost his voice. He could feel Ling Feng's spine cracking, almost breaking.

“Senior… no, Brother Shitian, when you decided to come with me, didn’t you already disregard life and death? Since you’re willing to go crazy with me, then I, Ling Feng, will go completely crazy!”

Ling Feng's voice was deep and hoarse, yet carried a resolute tone. He turned his head slightly and said to Shi Tian on his back, "Hold on tight. Even if I have to carry you, I'll carry you to the top today!"

Having said that, he fell silent, pouring all his mind, will, and strength into his legs and his spine, which seemed about to break.

He raised his head, his crimson eyes gazing at the endless grayness above.

Then, he suddenly took the first step.

Click!

The moment my left foot landed, a clear cracking sound came from my ankle.

The pain was excruciating, but Ling Feng's face only twitched slightly; his movements remained perfectly steady as he landed firmly.

Carrying one person on his back, he climbs the stairway to heaven!

At this moment, he was not only bearing the terrifying pressure from the Heavenly Staircase, but also the heavy burden of Shi Tian.

The sum of the two is not as simple as one plus one equals two; it is an exponential and terrifying increase!
The second step is that the kneecap begins to shatter.

The third step was a faint cracking sound coming from my left scapula.

Fourth, he felt a tightness in his chest and a sweet taste in his throat. He forced down a mouthful of pale golden blood.

……

Every step felt as heavy as a mountain and as slow as a snail's pace.

With each step, the stone steps beneath his feet would crack and crumble.

Pale golden blood began to seep from Ling Feng's cracked skin, mixing with the blood flowing from Shi Tian's back, staining his tattered robes red, dripping onto the gray stone steps, blooming into tragic yet stubborn blood flowers.

"Put me down... quickly..."

Shi Tian lay on Ling Feng's back, and could clearly hear the body beneath him crumbling.

He could feel Ling Feng's muscles spasming, his bones groaning, and his breathing becoming disordered.

This kid is using his own body as a shield to protect himself from all the destructive pressure.

"Don't talk... save your energy..."

Ling Feng, panting, grinned and said, "What I, Ling Feng, have decided to do, even if the Heavenly King himself came, he couldn't change my mind..."

However, his cool demeanor lasted only three seconds. Before he could finish speaking, Ling Feng suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

But his gaze grew increasingly firm and sharp. "These damned stairs, I'll climb them, even if I have to!" (End of Chapter)