Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Within a dark and deep stone cave.

The bright firelight inside the cave elongated and swayed shadows, occasionally accompanied by a dry and hot breeze mixed with the scent of sand dust.

In the Western Wasteland, apart from oasis, everywhere else was nothing but endless yellow sand.

”Roar!—”

”Roar!!—”

Outside the stone cave, terrifying roars kept echoing, resembling wild beasts, yet more horrifying than any beast’s cries.

In front of the firelight sat a man draped in a wide black robe, wearing a menacing ghost mask, only his gray beard exposed beneath the mask distinguished him as an elder.

The elder seemed to be in a daze, seated beside the fire, his eyes flowed with visions of the Yin Yang Fish.

If Ling Feng were here, he would immediately recognize this unique Heavenly Dao Divine Pattern that belonged solely to the Emperor’s Eye!

And the identity of this elder became self-evident.

At the Tianlan Sea Domain, it was this elder who gave Ling Feng a Thunderbolt Magic Ball, ultimately allowing him to defeat the Sky Patrol Clan.

Later, thanks to his help, Ling Feng refined the fire poison of the Sky Patrol Fire, elevating his Swallowing Flame to a Fourth-rank!

However, what Ling Feng didn’t know was that this elder also handed the Heavenly Demon Forget Love Technique to Lin Canglang!

The black-robed elder’s eyes flickered with light; a dim glow gradually coalescing, as the light dissipated, revealing a familiar face.

Lin Canglang!

Precisely the Lin Canglang who had long passed away!

Yet, this Lin Canglang had eyes void of spirit, devoid of any emotional expression, merely like a puppet on strings.

Subsequently, another figure emerged, this time, even Yaan Jinghong was ”reborn” again.

Similarly, this Yaan Jinghong was nothing more than a puppet.

Yet, both of these individuals emitted the purest Evil Demon Qi, seemingly no longer human.

”Cultivate the Heavenly Demon Forget Love Technique for one day, condense the Seven Emotions Demon Wheel, then for all lifetimes, controlled by the Seven Emotions Demon Eye. Even in death, the soul’s imprint enslaves eternally. Heh, laughable are those who pursue strength unrestrained! This world is just like this!”

The black-robed elder muttered to himself, part mocking, part self-deprecating.

”Uh...”

A low hum came from the depths of the stone cave, a woman’s voice, seemingly just awakening.

The woman couldn’t help but struggle slightly, only to find herself bound to a massive stone pillar, wrapped in a special rope. No matter how she exerted Elemental Power, she couldn’t break free from the binds.

Her complexion changed dramatically, she, who was already at the Emperor Realm, couldn’t break a rope that seemed as thin as a finger?

”Stop struggling, even a Saint Level expert couldn’t break this Dragon-binding Rope, why futilely attempt?”

The black-robed elder didn’t turn around but seemed omniscient, his voice paradoxically gentle rather than fierce.

”It’s you!”

Tuoba Yan frowned, striving to recall the memories before being brought here.

She remembered parting with Ling Feng in Luohai City, then heading towards Wangduan Mountain.

Yet the journey was not smooth, beset by swarms of Blood Spirit Corpses.

Though her strength naturally dismissed the threat of Blood Spirit Corpses, she knew they could be revived, thus refrained from dealing fatal blows.

Upon reaching Wangduan Mountain, she realized that her clansmen had already been transformed into Blood Spirit Corpses, mostly high-level ones.

From this, it was apparent that Wangduan Mountain was the epicenter of the Blood Spirit Corpse outbreak!

Burning with anger, Tuoba Yan was desperate to skin Lee Qingling alive, yet before she could seek Lee Qingling, something seemed to strike the back of her head, blurring her consciousness until she awoke here.

However, what shocked Tuoba Yan more was seeing two figures beside the black-robed elder.

Two people who should not exist in this world.

Yaan Jinghong!

Lin Canglang!

How have they ”come back to life”?

They should have perished by Ling Feng’s hand, their bodies and souls obliterated!

Moreover, she saw another woman bound on the adjacent stone pillar.

This woman was none other than Lin Xian’er!

Or rather, Duanmu Xian’er.

”Xian’er! Xian’er!”

Tuoba Yan called out repeatedly, yet Lin Xian’er showed no reaction. Fortunately, her breathing was stable, resembling mere deep sleep.

”Who are you?”

Tuoba Yan stared at the black-robed elder intently, the aura emanating from him was overwhelmingly suffocating.

What level of power was this?

Saint Level?

Or above Saint Level?

”That is unimportant.” the black-robed elder’s voice remained gentle and calm, ”But since you have appeared, he should be arriving soon. A grand sacrifice is about to convene, and you, will be honored as sacrifices!”

”Take a good rest.”

The black-robed elder’s voice seemed to carry a special power, like a divine command.

Despite Tuoba Yan’s intense anger, eager to tear the elder to pieces, she felt sleepy under the elder’s words, quickly falling into slumber.

Soon, someone strode into the stone cave from outside, holding a pitch-black Demon Sword in his right hand, none other than Blood Sword Heavenly Monarch Lee Qingling.

At this moment, Lee Qingling seemed almost entirely devoured by the Demon Sword, his half body was wrapped in countless terrifying black tendrils, his face covered with scales and spines, a pair of enormous wings sprouting from his back.

He no longer looked human, merely a grotesque monster.

Yet vaguely identifiable from his figure and eyes, it was indeed Lee Qingling.

”Master, Ling Feng indeed approaches, he is near the region of Golden Sand Town, shall I meet him?”

Lee Qingling looked at the black-robed elder, his face full of fear.

Though he possessed the formidable Demon Sword, though his heart was utterly demonized, bloodthirsty and violent, before the black-robed elder, he was docile as a lamb.

The elder’s power seemed beyond this world.

He was akin to a divine presence.

”Go ahead.”

The black-robed elder flicked his finger, tossing a Dark Gold pill, saying indifferently: ”If necessary, take this Blood God Golden Pill, your power will surge tenfold!”

”Thank you, Master!”

The Blood Sword Heavenly Monarch’s eyes shimmered with joy, storing the pill happily, laughing madly: ”Master can rest assured, this time, Ling Feng will surely meet his demise!”

Having said this, Lee Qingling’s blood-colored wings flared behind him as he zoomed out of the cave.

The black-robed elder’s eyes, like galaxies, remained indifferent, void of emotions, merely murmuring to himself: ”Ling Feng, I hope you do not disappoint me!”