Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

"Ninth Brother!"

Juntian's gaze was extremely solemn as he unleashed the power of his ancestral veins towards Lingfeng without reservation.

"Everything for the Starhunter Clan, and the entire World Ocean, depends on you alone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jun Tian took a deep breath and slammed his palm into his chest.

puff!
He spat out a mouthful of blood essence, which turned into a cloud of blood mist and merged into the golden magic array.

Immediately afterwards, the other eight hunting ancestors followed suit, each forcing out a mouthful of essence blood and injecting it into the magic array.

hum-

The magic circle trembled violently, and the golden light became even more dazzling.

A powerful force surged out from the magic array, like a tidal wave, and poured into Ling Feng's body.

Ling Feng's expression also became more solemn than ever before.

He knew what responsibility he was shouldering at that moment!
"Open the Eighth Ancestral Vein for me!"

In an instant, Ling Feng's aura suddenly surged wildly.

The combined power of the He Juntian Clan Chief and all the ancestral veins of the eight great hunting ancestors surged towards Ling Feng almost without reservation. However, although this power was surging, Ling Feng's foundation and foundation were extremely profound.

This also means that the price he has to pay to open the eighth ancestral vein is unimaginable.

Ling Feng's first attack quickly ended in failure.

There is still an insurmountable gap between touching the threshold of the Eighth Ancestral Vein and truly activating it.

After all, even a powerful figure like Xi Huang spent countless hours and nearly died trying to open his eighth ancestral vein.

What Ling Feng lacks in the end is time.

He gritted his teeth, facing a surge of power within him that nearly burst him apart, and the barrier of the Eighth Ancestral Vein, as solid as an impenetrable fortress.

It's like a pool that's already full, but water keeps being poured in, yet there's no outlet to let it out.

boom!
boom!
boom!
Almost instantly, bursts of blood mist exploded around Ling Feng.

If this creator god's body hadn't been so resilient, it would probably have exploded and died long ago.

However, despite such terrifying pressure and pain, he gritted his teeth and continued to launch his attack.

Today, only success is allowed; failure is not an option!

"Not enough!"

Ling Feng gritted his teeth and shouted, "Break! Break! Break!"

He let out a hysterical roar and charged again!
once!
twice!

three times!

His body trembled violently, and he was instantly covered in blood, as if he had been pulled out of a pool of blood.

The eight hunting ancestors had solemn expressions. This kid was really a madman, frantically trying to break through the eighth ancestral vein and constantly pushing his own limits!

The "peak" in Lingfeng's name is probably the "madness" of a madman!
Clan Chief Juntian took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, saying, "Everyone, give it your all! Today, even if we die, we must help Ninth Brother successfully refine the Pillar of Creation!"

"Of course!"

The eight hunting ancestors roared in unison, forcing out their primordial blood and injecting it all into the magic array.

"what!"

In an instant, Ling Feng let out an extremely painful roar, his eyes turning blood red. Even so, he still frantically activated the Ancestral God Technique, guiding that domineering power to break through the eighth ancestral vein!
once!
twice!

……

Finally, after a full thirty-nine forceful attacks.

boom!
It was as if something inside Ling Feng's body had shattered, and an unprecedented power erupted from the depths of his dantian, flowing wildly along his meridians.

The eighth ancestral vein has finally been opened!
The moment that ancestral vein lit up, the entire world sea seemed to tremble.

All members of the Starhunter clan, whether they were Shadow Hunters cleaning up the Breath of Annihilation or wounded soldiers resting in the rear, felt a tremor from the depths of their blood.

They all raised their heads and looked towards the depths of the world's ocean.

There, eight enormous ancestral vein phantoms, resembling pillars of heaven, soared into the sky, piercing through the nine heavens and ten earths, radiating a pressure that caused the world to change color.

"Those are...eight ancestral veins?!"

"The Nine Hunt Ancestor has awakened the Eighth Ancestral Vein?!"

"My God! This is a level that even the clan leader hasn't been able to reach!"

Countless members of the Star Hunter clan knelt down without thinking and bowed in worship in that direction.

"Ha ha……"

Although the eight Hunting Ancestors and Juntian had almost exhausted all their power, they still couldn't help but burst into excited laughter.

The Eighth Ancestral Vein, plus Ling Feng's Creation God Body!
It will succeed!
Ling Feng will surely succeed in refining the Pillar of Creation today!

The tragic fate of the Star Hunters will finally come to an end today!

"Ninth Brother, it's up to you now!"

Yao Tian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth; the intense weakness made him wish he could fall asleep immediately.

But how could he bear to close his eyes before seeing Ling Feng complete his mission?

At this moment, Ling Feng was in a state of profound mystery.

He could feel that his power had reached an unprecedented level.

That feeling was as if the world could be destroyed with the slightest gesture.

But he knew very well that this power was only temporary.

It was only with the help of the Juntian Clan Chief and the Eight Great Hunting Ancestors, using this magic array as a medium, that he was able to temporarily open his Eighth Ancestral Vein.

This ancestral lineage did not entirely belong to them. When the power of the Juntian Clan Chief and the others dissipated, this ancestral lineage naturally ceased to exist.

He must refine the Pillars of Creation before his power fades!
"Creator God Body, open!"

The next moment, Ling Feng suddenly opened his eyes and let out a long roar that shook the entire world sea violently.

Immediately afterwards, a huge phantom appeared behind him.

The phantom was towering and earth-shaking, radiating seven-colored light, as if it were the very embodiment of the creator god descending upon the world!
In an instant, all the members of the Star Hunter clan knelt down and bowed their heads in worship.

In their eyes, Ling Feng at this moment is the incarnation of the God of Creation!
"Owner……"

Huang Gu also gazed at the primordial image behind Ling Feng and murmured to himself.

He clenched his fists, but dared not relax his attention for a moment.

He must be wary of any potential threats that could interfere with Lingfeng's refining of the Pillar of Creation.

The next moment, Ling Feng took a deep breath, opened his arms, and his body began to slowly float up along the Pillar of Creation.

His pupils shimmered with seven colors, as if two flames were burning within them.

The primordial image behind him also simultaneously opened its arms, releasing a sacred, vast, and incomparably powerful aura.

The annihilating auras hidden in the World Sea seemed to have encountered their nemesis, and they all let out shrill screams and vanished into thin air in an instant.

The Pillar of Creation also began to emit a buzzing sound, as if it were resonating with the phantom.

Ling Feng hovered in the center of the Creation Dharma Image. He slowly stretched out his right hand and grabbed at the Pillar of Creation!
The primordial avatar behind him raised its enormous hand, which blotted out the sky, and grabbed at the pillar of creation!

Rumbling--

The Pillar of Creation began to tremble violently, and the cracks on it multiplied and spread, as if it were about to collapse completely at any moment.

Originally, most of the power of the Pillars of Creation was used to suppress the Darkborn of the Dead Star. However, because they lost their creator god as masters, the power of the Pillars of Creation has been gradually dissipating.

After Ling Feng refined it again, the seal naturally regained its source of power and was able to be strengthened again.

However, during the refining process, the seal will undergo a brief process of "breaking and then rebuilding".

While it won't completely collapse, it will undoubtedly bring this seal to its most vulnerable moment.

How could those sealed-off, doomed rulers be willing to sit idly by and await their doom?

Therefore, they will inevitably launch their most ferocious attack at this moment.

This is the most difficult part of refining the Pillar of Creation.

"Roar--"

Sure enough, the moment the seal loosened, a series of terrifying roars came from the black vortex at the base of the Pillar of Creation.

The roar was deafening, as if it came from the deepest hell, filled with endless resentment and anger.

Immediately afterwards, streams of black mist surged out from the vortex, transforming into ferocious giant claws that lunged at Ling Feng!

Each of those giant claws was hundreds of feet in size, covered with dense runes, and exuded an evil and terrifying aura.

That was an attack from the suppressed and annihilated ruler!
They all wanted to take advantage of Ling Feng's refining of the Pillar of Creation to break through the seal and regain their freedom!

"Humph!"

Ling Feng snorted coldly, a glint of cold light flashing in his eyes.

The phantom of the creator god behind him suddenly swung his other hand, slapping it towards those giant black claws!

boom!
The moment the two collided, a terrifying energy surge erupted, tearing apart the surrounding air.

Those giant black claws were shattered by a single palm strike, turning into countless black fragments that dissipated into the air.

After all, even if the Sovereigns are destroyed, their attacks will have less than one percent of their power remaining after breaking through the seal.

Given Ling Feng's current condition, he is naturally not a cause for concern.

But soon, even more giant black claws surged out of the vortex, rushing towards Ling Feng one after another.

At the same time, a series of eerie, demonic sounds began to echo in Ling Feng's mind.

Those demonic sounds, like whispers from the abyss, constantly tempted him, trying to erode his mind.

"Give up..."

"You can't succeed..."

"Even the God of Creation has failed, how could you possibly succeed..."

"Help us break the seal, and you can become one of us... You will share the world with us!"

"..."

Those demonic sounds, like maggots clinging to his bones, kept echoing in Ling Feng's mind, trying to shake his will.

But Ling Feng's will was incredibly strong!

He has gone through countless life-and-death trials and has long since honed an unbreakable Dao heart!

"Shut up!"

Ling Feng let out a low shout, and his third vertical pupil between his brows suddenly opened.

Suddenly, a dazzling seven-colored light burst forth from that all-seeing eye.

The seven-colored light transformed into sharp swords, annihilating all the demonic sounds!

His gaze turned cold as he stared at the Pillar of Creation before him. He immediately began to unleash the divine power of creation within his body, pouring it into the Pillar of Creation bit by bit.

He could sense that the Pillars of Creation were gradually connecting with him.

The Pillars of Creation are divine artifacts belonging to the God of Creation.

Now that he has awakened the body of the God of Creation and received the complete inheritance of the God of Creation, theoretically, the Pillar of Creation should not reject Ling Feng in any way.

What he needed to guard against was ensuring that the seal wouldn't be completely broken during the refining process.

Therefore, one should not be too hasty for quick results, but also not be too slow, lest things get complicated.

Within a few short breaths, Ling Feng's forehead began to be slightly sweaty.

Like walking a tightrope high in the sky, any slight mistake could lead to utter ruin.

However, at this very moment, something unexpected happened!

Rumbling--

A loud, booming sound came from afar.

Ling Feng turned his head and saw that the space in the direction of the Creation Realm had suddenly collapsed and turned into a huge black hole.

However, the Creation Realm had completely collapsed due to the loosening of the seal on the Pillar of Creation.

Immediately afterwards, a cloud of menacing black mist surged out of the black hole and swept wildly toward the World Sea!

Wherever that black mist passed, even the void was corroded and cracked, and countless world bubbles were swallowed up and turned into dust!
Within that black mist, a pair of scarlet eyes could be vaguely seen, staring intently at Ling Feng!

Those eyes were filled with endless killing intent and resentment!

"Lord of the Abyss... Lord of the Abyss!"

In an instant, Hunqi let out a terrified scream, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably, "He...he's here!"

She was once a subordinate of the Lord of the Abyss and knew how terrifying this Lord was.

Back in the Creation Realm, if it weren't for the help of the Spirit Abyss Guards, Ling Feng would never have been able to severely injure him.

Ling Feng's expression darkened instantly.

The Lord of the Abyss has indeed arrived.

This also means that the Holy Guards watching over the Spirit Abyss are probably all...

He clenched his fists, a hint of sorrow flashing in his eyes.

"Ninth Brother, don't get distracted!"

The Juntian Clan Chief gritted his teeth, desperately trying to keep the magic array intact. "According to the plan, Mingyuan will be handed over to Huanggu."

"Roar!"

Sure enough, at the same time, a high-pitched dragon roar resounded through the sky!
The figure of the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon, like a golden streak of light in the void, directly intercepted the black mist that the Lord of the Abyss had transformed into, a cold glint flashing in its eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he reached out and grabbed, and a golden dragon spear appeared out of thin air in his hand.

The dragon spear was made entirely of dragon bone, covered with dense inscriptions, and exuded an ancient and powerful aura.

This is the symbiotic artifact of the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon—the Ancestral Dragon Spear!

"Mingyuan, I am your opponent!"

With a sweep of its spear, the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon unleashed a golden beam of energy that slashed directly at the black mist!

"The Desolate Ancient Era!!!"

From within the black mist, a gigantic demonic claw emerged and crushed the golden light unleashed by the dragon spear.

Immediately afterward, the chilling, bone-chilling voice of the Lord of the Abyss rang out, his blood-red eyes glaring fiercely at the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon, "You liar! You really fooled me quite a bit!"

"It's like trying to get something from a tiger; we each have our own goals, so there's no question of deception!"

The Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon snorted coldly, "Enough nonsense! I know why you've come, but today, your grand dream ends here!" (End of Chapter)