Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

"We won?! Ninth Brother, we finally won! That's great! I knew you could do it!"

Yu Tian's usually cool and aloof face instantly lit up with barely suppressed excitement.

Shi Tian's solemn face also showed a relieved expression. He patted Ling Feng's shoulder heavily, his voice somewhat deep: "Good! That's great! Ninth Brother, you've worked hard! And... congratulations!"

"It was through everyone's joint efforts that we won the final victory!"

Ling Feng stared intently at everyone in front of him. Without their perseverance, he would never have been able to win this gamble alone.

"By the way, where are Huang Gu and Sixth Brother? Why aren't they here?"

Ling Feng, however, did not feel much joy at winning the bet.

The Eye of Insight had already told him that the tests of the Ancient Desolate Ones and the Yao Heaven had both failed.

But they should all still be alive, right?

Although they lost, Ling Feng still wanted to thank them properly.

"them……"

Yu Tian gritted his teeth, remained silent for a moment, and then let out a sigh.

Soon, Ling Feng followed Yu Tian and Shi Tian's gaze and saw two figures lying quietly in a corner of this crystal world, their breaths as faint as candles flickering in the wind.

On the left is Yao Tian, ​​the sixth ancestor of the hunting clan.

He leaned against the base of a huge crystal prism, his body charred black, as if he had just been pulled out of the depths of lava.

The once fiery red battle robe had long since turned to ashes, revealing the charred skin beneath, covered with spiderweb-like cracks. Some of the cracks were so deep that bone could be seen, and dark golden bones could be vaguely seen, also covered with cracks.

His eyes were tightly closed, and the rise and fall of his chest was so faint as to be almost invisible. Only the extremely faint breath from his mouth and nose proved that he was still alive.

As for the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon, it had returned to human form, lying on its back on the ground with its eyes closed and its face as white as gold.

His ancient blue-gold robe was almost completely torn apart, turning into tattered strips hanging on his body. On his exposed body, there were dozens of terrifying knife wounds that were so deep that bone could be seen, and some even went through his torso!
The edges of those knife wounds had not healed; instead, they continued to seep out strands of golden blood. Each drop of blood contained a terrifying, violent killing intent. These were the wounds left by the Asura Arm, which were still eroding his life force.

Compared to Yao Tian, ​​his aura was much weaker, intermittent, as if it would be completely extinguished at any moment.

If his true form had not been the first innate beast spirit created by the creator god himself, possessing boundless vitality, he would probably have been annihilated long ago by the Asura Arm's earth-shattering slaughter.

"Sixth Brother! Huang Gu!"

Ling Feng's heart trembled. He rushed to the two men's side, squatted down, and placed his trembling fingers on their wrists.

Upon touching him, Yao Tian's skin was burning hot, like burning coals, but his meridians were empty, his source of life was depleted, and his vitality was rapidly slipping away like sand in an hourglass.

Huang Gu's skin was icy cold, his pulse was so weak it was almost impossible to detect, and his body was in complete chaos. His Asura killing intent was like a bone-deep affliction, frantically destroying all life.

"How could... he be so badly injured..."

Ling Feng's voice trembled slightly.

Although he anticipated that a direct confrontation with the Eight Views Divine Artifacts would be extremely dangerous, Ling Feng still felt deeply guilty upon witnessing their miserable state.

They wouldn't have been injured like this if they hadn't been trying to help themselves.

Yu Tian and Shi Tian quickly followed. Yu Tian's eyes were slightly red, and she said in a low voice, "They were already like this when we were teleported back. And they have been unconscious ever since. I was completely helpless."

Shi Tian sighed and said in a deep voice, "I have tried to stabilize their life force with the 'Seal of Heaven,' but the effect is minimal. Their injuries have reached the root of the problem and cannot be cured by ordinary means. If we delay any longer, I'm afraid..."

He didn't continue speaking, but Ling Feng could understand the implication.

Both Huang Gu and Yao Tian were barely hanging on by a thread.

Although he is said to be still alive, he has already stepped into the gates of hell.

"Hey……"

Rong Tian sighed softly. He used to look down on Yao Tian the most, but now he never expected that Yao Tian would go to such lengths for Ling Feng.

After all, in the trial of the Eight Views Divine Artifacts, the trial can be terminated at any time if one is willing to admit defeat.

The fact that Yao Tian was so badly injured means that they never gave up until he completely lost consciousness.

"Sixth Brother, this is ancient and terrifying..."

Ling Feng gritted his teeth, staring intently at his two unconscious brothers, and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, I will definitely heal you! At all costs!"

And at that very moment—

hum!
hum!
hum!
hum...

The entire pure crystal world began to shake violently without warning!
Immediately afterwards, eight primordial auras of different colors and unimaginable power erupted from all directions of the crystal world, like ancient beasts that had been sleeping for countless ages suddenly awakening!
Crimson, turquoise, golden yellow, jade white, dark purple, indigo, grayish brown, chaos!
Eight dazzling beams of light, reaching to the heavens and the earth, tore apart the tranquil sky of the crystal world and descended fiercely!
Within each beam of light, a figure, reaching to the heavens and earth, exuding supreme majesty and an ancient aura, slowly appeared.

On the far left, a blood-red light soared into the sky, and a phantom of an Asura, clad in ferocious blood armor and wielding a giant, dripping blood blade, stood proudly. Surrounded by mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and the terrifying phenomenon of all living beings wailing, this was none other than the Asura Arm that controlled slaughter!

Its aura was violent and fierce; merely a glance from it caused Shi Tian, ​​Yu Tian, ​​and the others to feel a stinging pain in their souls.

Beside it, in a pillar of azure light, a humanoid figure made entirely of howling whirlwinds floated, its legs incredibly solid, as if a slight movement could tear through space and time and chase the stars and moon—these were the legs of a hurricane, symbolizing extreme speed!

Beside it, within the earthen-yellow pillar of light, a rock giant, seemingly built from countless divine mountains, stood majestically, unmoving and unshakable, as if it had existed since the beginning of time, exuding a weighty and stable aura that suppressed eternity—that was the Leg of the Rock!

Then, the book of wisdom, pure white and warm to the touch, slowly opened, scattering endless radiance of wisdom. The pages moved without wind, a manifestation of the heart of wisdom.

To its right, within a dark purple pillar of light, a towering Titan phantom, its muscles bulging and its body reaching the heavens, roared silently. The mere sight of it caused the surrounding void to tremble and crack, and the oppressive force of its boundless power was suffocating. It was the Arm of the Titan!
Then, a tall, slender figure slowly emerged from the sea of ​​light. Its outline resembled a human, but it had no facial features, only a deep darkness.

The moment it appeared, the divine aura of creation within Ling Feng's body suddenly surged, as if it had found its true home.

That is the Body of Myriad Manifestations. If Ling Feng's Creation God Body is just an empty shell, then only by fusing with the Body of Myriad Manifestations can he truly bear the infinite divine power of the Eight Scenery Divine Artifacts.

Finally, slightly above the center of all the figures, a huge, chaotic, and colorful ball of light, seemingly containing all the colors, forms, and possibilities of the world, slowly rotated.

At the core of the light, a blurry outline could be vaguely seen, wearing an imperial crown and a robe of myriad stars. Although the face was not visible, it naturally exuded a supreme majesty that ruled over the eight wastelands and dominated everything! That was the head of the eight divine artifacts, the one who ruled over all powers—the head of the Imperial Empire!
The pure and clear crystal eye, formed from the Eye of Insight, which seemed to reflect eternity, hovered quietly above and to the side of the Emperor's Head, indifferently watching everything within the crystal world.

The eight divine artifacts and the eight innate primordial manifestations have all gathered here!

A vast, ancient, and supreme combined pressure, like an invisible tide, swept across the entire crystal world in an instant.

Yu Tian, ​​Shi Tian, ​​and Rong Tian instantly turned pale, grunted, and involuntarily retreated. They exerted all their ancestral power and even unleashed their domains to barely stand firm under the terrifying pressure and protect the heavily injured Yao Tian and Huang Gu behind them.

They felt as if eight different worlds were pressing down on them at the same time, and their souls were trembling.

Only Ling Feng, possessing the body of a creator god, felt no pressure facing the eight supreme auras emanating from the same source. On the contrary, the dormant divine aura of creation within him surged like an emperor summoned by his subjects, boiling like never before. Pale golden divine radiance uncontrollably emanated from his body, growing brighter and more intense, faintly coalescing behind him into a phantom radiating the same ancient and supreme aura, resonating subtly with the eight towering pillars of light, seemingly evenly matched and on par with them!

The next moment, the majestic voice of the Eye of Insight slowly resounded: "The bet is over. You have won, inheritor of creation."

"As agreed upon by you and me..."

The gaze of the Eye of Insight, along with the "gaze" of the other seven divine artifact phantoms, instantly focused on Ling Feng.

It was an indescribable pressure, as if eight different worlds and eight supreme laws were pressing down on him at the same time, trying to completely suppress him from body to soul.

However, Ling Feng remained upright, looking up at the Eight Scenic Wonders without the slightest hint of fear in his eyes.

He himself is the true monarch. No matter how powerful the Eight Divine Artifacts are, they are merely the power of his own creation god body.

What king would bow down before his subjects?

This is his pride!

The arrogance of the creator god!
The next moment, the terrifying pressure dissipated like a tide.

The Eight Views Divine Tool seemed to be quite satisfied with Ling Feng's performance, and their eyes showed a hint of approval.

Immediately afterwards, the voice of the Eye of Insight rang out again.

"Come forward."

"I accept your 'reward'."

"Forge your divine body, the body of the creator."

Upon hearing this, Ling Feng's spirits lifted, and his eyes immediately blazed with intense light.

at last!

After enduring countless hardships, with his companions nearly paying the ultimate price, he has finally reached this point!
As long as he merges with the power of the Eight Divine Artifacts and awakens the complete Creation God Body, he will have the qualification to refine the Pillar of Creation and turn the tide!
After refining the Pillar of Creation, he will be able to return to his original world and see his family and companions again!
Is this moment finally about to arrive?

He took a deep breath, about to speak.

However, the Eye of Insight spoke again.

"Now, inheritor of creation, you may begin to merge with me at any time, and integrate the source of insight into the body of the creator god."

The Eye of Insight's voice was eerily calm.

Even though Ling Feng was about to refine him, which meant that the Eye of Insight would cease to exist, it did not show any panic or resentment.

"After merging with my essence, if you wish to continue your journey, you must challenge the 'Head of the Emperor.' Only by passing the final test of the Head of the Emperor can you truly traverse the Forbidden Palace and reach the secret burial ground left behind by the God of Creation."

Ling Feng's excitement froze instantly. He looked up in astonishment: "Wait? Challenge the head of the Imperial Guard? Senior, according to the agreement of the bet, shouldn't I obtain the power of the Eight Scenery Divine Artifacts after winning? Why is there still a test?"

He suddenly looked at the other seven illusory divine artifacts, but they remained silent and made no move.

The Eye of Insight's pupils shifted slightly, and its voice remained calm as it said, "Inheritor of Creation, think carefully about the bet between us."

Ling Feng's mind raced as he recalled all his conversations with the Eye of Insight after entering the World of Insight.

Suddenly, Ling Feng's eyelids twitched.

It seems that from beginning to end, the only bet of the Eye of Insight is itself.

The recognition of the other eight divine artifacts does not mean that they will voluntarily integrate into Ling Feng's creation god body.

They simply acquiesced to the bet.

Damn it, I'm still too green in front of these "old fogies".

"It seems you understand."

The voice of the Eye of Insight continued, "This gamble is merely between you and me. If you win, I will, as agreed, merge into the body of the Creator God. But I have never said that the other seven would also merge with you. Whether they are willing, and when they are willing, is not something I can interfere with."

Ling Feng's face immediately showed a hint of dejection.

I was ultimately tricked.

However, he wasn't too discouraged.

In the end, I did not gain nothing.

The other hunter ancestors only obtained a wisp of the original power of the Eight Scenery Divine Artifacts, and basically all of them directly broke through one of their ancestral veins.

If he can completely refine the Eye of Insight, the effect will definitely not be too bad.

Most importantly, the body of the Creator God is no longer just an empty shell; for him, this is a good start from nothing to something.

He sighed softly, but still bowed deeply to the Eye of Insight, "Thank you in any case, senior."

"Ha ha……"

The Eye of Insight smiled. "I thought you would be more annoyed, but it seems your composure is quite good as well. I admit defeat."

Ling Feng waved his hand modestly and said, "I'm ashamed!"

"Boy!"

Just then, the voice of the Book of Wisdom came, and as the jade-white pages turned rapidly, a screen of light appeared before Ling Feng's eyes.

Within the light screen, the eight divine artifacts were being integrated into the body of the Creator God.

When the first divine artifact was integrated into the divine body, it was still able to withstand it.

Upon merging with the second divine artifact, the divine body immediately exploded.

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched suddenly, and he roughly understood the meaning of the Book of Wisdom.

"Do you understand now?"

The Book of Wisdom said calmly, "The Eight Divine Artifacts were formed from the God of Creation dismantling his supreme power. Each one carries an ultimate law of the origin of creation, possessing immense power and unparalleled dominance."

"Your half-baked Creator God body is far from the level of a Creator God. Let alone fusing with the Eight Scenery Divine Artifacts in one go, even refining two or three at the same time would be impossible for your small body. Not only would you fail to obtain the power of the Eight Scenery Divine Artifacts, but you would also be devoured by our domineering innate origin."

"Now you understand, right? The Eye of Insight wasn't trying to trick you; on the contrary, it was for your own good. Kid, thank him. If he hadn't been willing to step forward and give you a chance, none of us would have willingly been refined by you!" (End of Chapter)