Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

boom!!!!!!!
As Ling Feng finished speaking, the entire staircase to heaven seemed to tremble as if it had been provoked!
The already terrifying pressure suddenly increased even more!
Ling Feng felt as if he was carrying not a person on his back, but a decaying universe that was heading towards its end, a universe so heavy it was unimaginable!

Infinite "weight", infinite "decay", infinite "end"...

endless!

unlimited!

That terrifying pressure, at this moment, was transmitted to him without reservation through Shi Tian behind him, mixing with the pressure of the stairs themselves, transforming into a deeper, more desperate force, as if it wanted to drag him into eternal annihilation!
puff--

Ling Feng could no longer suppress it, and he spat out a mouthful of pale golden blood, staining the gray steps in front of him red.

His legs trembled violently, and his knees made a chilling cracking sound, as if they were about to break completely at any moment.

The pale golden divine radiance on his body was like a candle flickering in the wind, its light uncertain. Fine, spiderweb-like cracks began to appear on the surface of the Creator God's body, and pale golden blood gushed out from the cracks like a stream, instantly turning him into a blood-red figure.

"Please...let me go...I beg you, Ninth Brother..."

Shi Tian gritted his teeth. As proud as he was, how could he willingly become a burden to others?

"Don't let it go."

Ling Feng's voice was hoarse, like sandpaper being rubbed, and every word seemed to be uttered with all his strength.

"What I, Ling Feng, have promised... I will definitely do..."

"I said... I would lead everyone... to conquer the Eight Views Divine Artifacts together..."

"I said... I would refine the Pillar of Creation... to avert the calamity of the Death Star..."

"So...I can't fall here...and neither can you!"

He stopped speaking and poured all his strength, all his will, and all his beliefs into his two legs, which seemed about to explode.

Lift your foot.

Fall.

Lift your foot.

Fall.

One level after another.

His movements were as slow as a dying old man's, yet they carried a weighty and resolute quality that shook heaven and earth.

He left deep, indented footprints on the gray steps beneath his feet, each one a mixture of pale gold and dark red blood.

Shi Tian, ​​on his back, looked at the resolute figure before him and finally stopped trying to persuade him. He just gritted his teeth and frantically squeezed every bit of power within his ancestral vein, pouring it all into Ling Feng's body.

Even if the effect was minimal, he was still using his own way to fight against the terrifying pressure of the Heavenly Staircase alongside Ling Feng.

The two, one carrying the other on their backs, struggled to climb the seemingly endless staircase to heaven.

Ling Feng's consciousness began to blur.

The immense pressure not only affected his physical body but also crushed his soul.

Countless illusions arose in my mind.

It's the ease of giving up, the relief of falling down...

That was the law of the Leg of Rock eroding his will.

But the flame of belief in his heart never went out.

The sword-wielding spirit guardian "Lingyuan" guards the depths of Lingyuan, the sacrifices of the ancestors of the Xingshou clan, the entrustment of the Juntian clan leader, Yaotian, Yutian, Rongtian, Huanggu, and those companions who followed him, are now fighting to the death for the same goal.

"I...can't...fall down..."

Ling Feng let out a beast-like growl from his throat. The primordial chaos and the breath of creation spontaneously operated in the desperate situation, resisting the erosion of his soul.

The cracks on his body were becoming more numerous and deeper, and in some places, even pale gold bones could be seen.

Even the powerful self-healing ability of the Creator God's body seemed insufficient under such terrifying pressure.

But he is still striving upwards.

Level 100...

Level 500...

Level 1000...

He lost all concept of time and series; only one thought remained in his mind: Up! Up! Up!

The weight on his back seemed to have lightened, not because the pressure had lessened, but because his body was adapting, or rather, heading towards complete collapse.

After extreme pain comes numbness.

Just moments before his consciousness was about to completely sink into darkness, and his body was about to completely disintegrate into countless pale golden specks of light—

hum!
Ahead, the seemingly endless gray staircase suddenly came to an end.

Above the first step, which is no different from the others, is a hazy, earthy yellow halo.

Within the halo, a vast and boundless primordial aura emanated.

That is the innate power similar to the Eye of Insight and the Leg of the Hurricane!
At the end of the stairs, have we finally... arrived?

Ling Feng's unfocused gaze sharpened slightly. With his last ounce of strength, he lifted his right foot, which seemed to be an extension of the staircase, and stomped down hard on the last step!

boom--

It was as if something had been broken.

The endless pressure receded like the tide.

Ling Feng, carrying Shi Tian on his back, staggered into the yellowish-brown halo.

thump!
The two of them fell simultaneously onto the platform bathed in a halo of light, unable to move any further.

Ling Feng felt as if his body was a piece of shattered porcelain, crumbling inch by inch.

Consciousness is like a candle flame in the wind, flickering and about to go out.

Having climbed the Heavenly Staircase, his body and will had reached their limits, and he had no strength left.

He was panting heavily, his extreme weakness and exhaustion making him wish he could lie there for ten days and ten nights.

But he knew very well that his test was not yet over.

He took a deep breath and suddenly flipped himself up. In the golden light before his eyes, the shape of a right leg was vaguely revealed.

It is the leg of a rock.

The next moment, a deep and steady voice rang out on the platform.

"At the cost of near collapse, you supported each other and reached the top of the Heavenly Realm. Your will has exceeded my expectations."

Immediately afterwards, the earthy yellow halo converged and transformed into the outline of a giant that seemed to be formed by superimposing countless phantom images of mountains, which was the original manifestation of the Leg of Rock.

It looked down at the two dying trial participants on the ground, its gaze settling on Ling Feng.

"Your will, and your heart that refuses to abandon any of your companions, is truly admirable, Heir to Creation."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Rock Leg raised a finger made of rock and gently tapped it.

In an instant, a pure, earthy-yellow light, like sweet rain, fell and enveloped Ling Feng and Shi Tian simultaneously.

Ling Feng felt his shattered body begin to repair itself at an astonishing speed under the nourishment of this power.

Pale golden divine light flowed across his body, the cracks that had covered him quickly healed, and the dim light became bright again, even more solid than before!
Meanwhile, Shi Tian, ​​standing to the side, showed an even more obvious change.

The broken body seemed to spring back to life, its flesh and blood regenerating, its bones reconnecting, and the aura of decay vanishing, replaced by a boundless vitality. The person seemed to have been reborn.

A faint, earthy-yellow halo even appeared on his body, sharing the same origin as the Rock Leg. At the same time, his aura was also rapidly rising and surging.

Like Yu Tian, ​​that wisp of the source of the rock quickly merged into his ancestral vein, causing the bottleneck that he had not been able to break through for a long time to begin to loosen.

He had already reached the peak of the sixth meridian, and now, with the amplification of the Source of Rock, he was about to break through to the seventh ancestral meridian!
"Shitian, you did not yield under immense pressure, and you upheld your promise in the face of adversity. This 'source of rock' is what you deserve."

The sound of the rock legs rumbled loudly.

Shi Tian struggled to his feet, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed deeply to the rock leg, "Thank you... Senior!"

"No need to thank me, this is what you earned with your unwavering will."

"The Leg of Rock said calmly, then looked at Ling Feng with a complicated expression, "As for you... the successor of creation, your test is not over yet. That wisp of life just now is to give you the qualification to continue. But if you want to obtain the power of the Eight Scenery Divine Artifacts, you'll have to win this gamble first."

As soon as he finished speaking, the outline of the earthen-yellow giant slowly dissipated, turning into specks of light and merging into the void.

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled wryly. Although he did not obtain the Source of the Rock, compared to the Leg of the Hurricane, the Leg of the Rock was still quite generous.

At least, it helped him recover from his injuries.

As for Hurricane's Leg, he didn't give him a single hair.

At the same time, the voice of the Eye of Insight rang out once again.

"Congratulations, Inheritor! I didn't expect you to successfully complete the second test. That means you only need to win one more test to pass the test."

The voice echoed above the Forbidden Palace platform. Shi Tian was slightly taken aback and turned to look at Ling Feng, "Ninth Brother, what is this...?"

Ling Feng briefly explained the situation, then took a deep breath and bowed deeply into the void, "Senior of the Eye of Insight, you asked me to choose the third trial, right?"

"Yes and no."

The voice of the Eye of Insight came through, calm yet with a hint of amusement.

Ling Feng was clearly puzzled. "What do you mean by this, senior?"

"Before you make your choice, I have some good news and some bad news."

The Eye of Insight said calmly, "So, do you want to hear the good news first, or the bad news first?"

Ling Feng's heart skipped a beat. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, saying, "It's still bad news!"

"Save the good news for later? Okay..."

The Eye of Insight paused for a moment, then said, "The bad news is that you've already failed two of the other three trials, which means you have no other choice."

"what?"

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched violently. "How could it be so fast?"

"quick?"

The Eye of Insight said calmly, "How long do you think you've been lingering on the Stairway to Heaven?"

“This…” Ling Feng clenched his fists; he had completely forgotten about this.

He just kept climbing tirelessly and numbly.

But they forgot that time in the outside world is constantly passing.

"So, the good news is..."

Ling Feng took a deep breath and continued to ask.

"The good news is that although Shura defeated Huang Gu, he didn't kill him in the end. Huang Gu is still alive. That's good news for you, isn't it?"

"Of course it counts!"

Ling Feng's gaze sharpened, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "Senior just said that I have no choice, so what is the remaining test that has not yet ended?"

"A wise heart".

The Eye of Insight slowly said, "During your ascent of the Heavenly Staircase, Yao Tian and Huang Gu were defeated one after another. Although they did not admit defeat, they could no longer climb up. As for the test of wisdom in the Heart of Wisdom, Rong Tian is still holding on. Although he has not won, he has not lost either. However, it seems that he cannot hold on for much longer."

"An intellectual test..."

Ling Feng frowned slightly. This test was different from the others, since it didn't seem to pose any immediate danger to his life.

But ultimately, wisdom is the thing with the highest barrier to entry.

If it exists, it exists; if it doesn't, it doesn't.

If he had a choice, Ling Feng would absolutely not want to face any intellectual challenges.

He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, saying, "Then, I'll trouble you, senior, to take me there!"

"As you wish..."

As soon as the Eye of Insight finished speaking, a flash of light appeared, and Ling Feng's figure instantly disappeared from the spot.

……

On the other side, Ling Feng felt the surrounding scenery suddenly collapse and then begin to spin wildly.

hum-

After an unknown amount of time, the slight dizziness subsided, and Ling Feng found himself back on solid ground.

He found himself standing on a "shore" that could not be accurately described in words.

The ground beneath your feet is not sand or soil, but a “beach” composed of countless fine, flowing pale silver light patterns.

These light patterns are constantly changing, sometimes forming geometric shapes, sometimes transforming into ancient characters, and sometimes decomposing into the most basic logical symbols.

Ahead lay the place known as the "Ocean of Knowledge".

It was not real water, but a vast and boundless "information torrent" composed of countless glowing fonts, runes, and diagrams...

They surge and undulate like the sea, creating "waves" of knowledge.

Each wave crashing against the "shore" sparks brilliant flashes of thought and ripples of information, producing a deep rustling sound like the turning of millions of pages at the same time, as if containing the profound truths of the universe's birth and death.

The next moment, Ling Feng's gaze was instantly drawn to a huddled figure on the "shore".

That was Rongtian.

He sat there cross-legged, his back to Ling Feng, facing the endless ocean of knowledge.

His Star Hunting Robe was intact, without even a single wrinkle, a stark contrast to Shi Tian's miserable state on the Heavenly Staircase.

But Ling Feng's heart sank the moment he saw him.

Rong Tian sat there, his eyes filled with a blank and bewildered look. His long, gray hair, which was always meticulously combed, was now disheveled and hanging over his shoulders. At that moment, he was frantically grabbing at his head of white hair.

There are tons of them, tons of them!

I've almost shaved myself bald!

"A myna bird?"

Ling Feng tentatively called out softly, but Rong Tian did not respond at all, only frantically grabbing at his white hair.

Ling Feng took a deep breath, quickly stepped forward, walked to Rong Tian's side, squatted down, and raised his hand to press on Rong Tian's shoulder.

However, Rong Tian still did not react, seemingly completely immersed in his own world.

His eyes were simply open, their pupils unfocused, devoid of any luster. They reflected the ever-changing flow of information in the ocean of knowledge before him, yet it seemed as if nothing could penetrate them.

His face was an unnatural grayish-white, and the veins under his skin had a faint bluish tinge, a sign that his mind was extremely exhausted and his soul was on the verge of collapse.

He stared blankly at the ocean, unresponsive to Ling Feng's calls, seemingly having gone completely insane. (End of Chapter)