Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

"What? Never!"

Chu Zonghan, the commander of the Holy Martial Imperial Guards, stood up abruptly, his face as gloomy as water, and said, "My lord, although falling into evil ways can exchange for the power of the evil god in a short period of time, it is tantamount to drinking poison to quench thirst!"

"General, to be honest, I don't quite agree with this."

Wan Guihai frowned slightly, "We fell into the evil path and exchanged it for the power of the evil god. It was all done out of necessity. Although this battle is very difficult, once you enter the evil path of the Seven Sins, I'm afraid there is no turning back! Wasn't that why you didn't choose to cultivate the power of the evil god?"

The stronger the power of the evil god, the greater the impact on oneself, and one's temperament may even gradually change and become completely out of control.

In fact, the final tragedy of the Great Evil King was not only due to the side effects of the Great Killing Technique.

Moreover, the power of the evil god and his murderous inner demon combined together made it impossible for him to resist his own evil nature.

With the Archbishop's talent, he could have been promoted to immortality long ago after leaving the land of exile, but he never dared to try to break through.

It's because they fear the backlash of the evil god's power.

Death would be the end of everything, but if one completely turns into a puppet of the evil god and becomes the incarnation of the seven sins, then he will become a scourge to the world.

"I understand everyone's concerns!"

Ling Fengdan took a deep breath and said slowly: "Please rest assured, in addition to the Evil God Pill, I will also let the alchemists refine a large number of Return to Truth Pills! I am only using the power of the Evil God Pill to temporarily make everyone fall into the evil way and use the power of the evil god. After the matter is done, the Return to Truth Pill can wash away all their evil god power!"

He looked around and saw that everyone was still silent, so he continued, "Do you still have any concerns about my attainments in the Dao of Alchemy?"

In fact, Ling Feng was certainly well aware of the price of falling into the evil path of the Seven Sins.

But given the current situation, there is no other solution.

Fortunately, the "Cihang Medical Canon" records a recipe for a pill called "Guizhen Pill", which can help monks who have fallen into evil ways to cleanse their evil nature.

As for the Evil God Pill, it was actually a pill recipe that Ling Feng improved upon based on the "Ancient Pill Demon Scroll", which contained a magic pill that could make the human race fall into the devil's heart.

These two kinds of elixirs, one good and one evil, can just restrain each other.

"General Ling's attainments in alchemy are beyond doubt."

Finally, Chen Yuanmo, the president of the Alchemist Union, nodded, but then he changed the subject and said, "As for the two kinds of Evil God Pills and Return to Truth Pills you mentioned, I am really ignorant and have never heard of them."

"Let's just say that this is a recipe I created myself." Ling Feng stared at everyone on the field, "It's a bit risky, but according to my calculations, the chance of success is more than 90%."

Of course, Ling Feng did not come to this conclusion on his own, but rather arrived at it after the tentacle monster’s sophisticated calculations.

As a super-intelligent life from a miraculous civilization, the conclusions it draws are still quite credible.

Otherwise, Ling Feng would not dare to let hundreds of thousands of allies who were willing to help him take this risk.

He is not as crazy as Yi Ting.

"It turns out that the General Manager had already made arrangements!"

Seeing Ling Feng's confident look, the Archbishop nodded and said, "If that's the case, the power of the Seven Evil Gods is indeed the fastest growing power! Especially with hundreds of thousands of believers together, this huge amount of evil god faith gathered together, how powerful the evil god's Dharma image will be when it descends, even I can't imagine it!"

"If we want to have the power to mediate the war between immortals and demons in a short period of time, this is the only way."

Yuwen Qing, Chen Yuanmo and the Immortal Emperor Jieying also nodded in agreement.

"All right!"

Chu Zonghan clenched his fists and knelt on one knee in front of Ling Feng. "Since Her Majesty the Queen has asked us to serve you as our Lord, your words are an ironclad order! Our 200,000-strong Holy Martial Imperial Guards are willing to swear allegiance to you until death, so why should we fear falling into evil ways? I dared to question you just now, I hope you will forgive me!"

"Commander Chu, please get up quickly."

Ling Feng quickly helped Chu Zonghan up and patted him on the shoulder gently, "There is no such thing as master and subordinates here, only allies, only brothers!"

A gleam of brilliance flashed in Chu Zonghan's eyes, and then he nodded heavily.

He was now finally certain that the person before him was worth following until death.

"President Chen, what is the current situation of those alchemists? How many of them have left?"

Ling Feng looked at Chen Yuanmo. The first step to activate his entire plan was the elixir.

It would be impossible to accomplish without the cooperation of a large number of alchemists.

It is far from enough for him to do it alone, not to mention that he also has a very important task.

"Don't worry, no one left!"

Chen Yuanmo grinned, "You've already taken out the ancient recipes of Cihang Medical Canon and Danmo Ancient Scroll. How could those old guys be willing to leave? Moreover, even if they go back, they will still work hard every day to make pills for the expedition alliance. Moreover, if what you said about the Celestial Clan is true, helping Yi Ting make pills is like burning charcoal in your own crematorium!"

Chen Yuanmo's words immediately made everyone burst into laughter, and the serious atmosphere on the scene was also eased a lot.

"That's good!"

Ling Feng nodded, then took out two pill recipes from his arms and handed them to Chen Yuanmo, "President Chen, these two are the recipes for the Evil God Pill and the Return to Truth Pill. I have already stored all the required materials in the treasury of the Xiaofeng Camp. The Grand Master will ask you to send a group of disciples to cooperate with President Chen to obtain the medicinal materials and ensure the supply."

"Okay, let Jingxiang and Shifang handle this matter."

The Grand Archbishop nodded and decided to give his disciple a chance to do more things.

"Then let Jingxiang do it. Shifang has another mission."

Ling Feng's face became serious, and his eyes fell on Chen Yuanmo again. "We don't have much time, so we can only let those great masters of alchemy work harder and start refining the Evil God Pill and the Return to Truth Pill immediately. Have them divide into two batches. We need to prepare at least one million of both kinds of pills. After the refining is completed, prepare another million as a backup."

"..."

The corners of Chen Yuanmo's mouth twitched slightly. According to the grades of the Evil God Pill and the Return to Truth Pill, even if they could not reach the Dao level, they were not far off.

Although those "invited" by Ling Feng were all great masters of alchemy who were able to refine Dao-level elixirs, the amount of two million was really enough to cost one's life.

At most, based on the 5,000 alchemists, each of them would need to refine at least 400 pseudo-quality Dao-level pills.

Add to that the chance of failure, and the number is even higher.

Even if we refine ten pills in one furnace, with a success rate of 30% to 50%, each furnace will take at least an hour.

Working all day without sleep, that would produce about thirty finished products.

The spiritual power and original elixir fire consumed in refining this kind of fake Dao-grade elixir are far more exaggerated than those of ordinary immortal or even divine elixirs.

If we really follow what Ling Feng said, with the tight time and heavy task, even these great masters of alchemy would be exhausted to death!

"General Ling, according to the tasks you assigned, even cows and horses would be exhausted to death!" Chen Yuanmo is also an alchemist. After calculating in his mind, he can basically grasp the general situation.

A pervert like Ling Feng is worth a hundred men at once, so of course he can handle it.

But we also have to consider ordinary alchemists.

"Don't worry, I have enough elixirs to recover your spiritual power or mana. Also, you will see the alchemy fire formation of our Xiaofeng Camp when the time comes. It is definitely not worse than the one in your Alchemist Guild. The only thing is that you alchemists need to bring your own alchemy furnaces."

Ling Feng took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Everyone has been holding on for the past few days, all for the survival of the fairyland world!"

"Okay, I'll go talk to the alchemist. Anyway, I'll risk my life this time!"

Chen Yuanmo took a deep breath, opened the recipe and read it carefully, and couldn't help asking, "The recipe of Guizhen Pill is easy to understand, but the recipe of this Xieshen Pill, the Seven Sins Evil Power..."

"I will ask the disciples from the various halls of the Sin Sacrifice Department to cooperate with us." Ling Feng turned his head and looked at the Archbishop, "Let the Archbishops of Sin arrange it. The higher the level of the disciples, the better!"

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away!" The Archbishop nodded.

"Also, while preparing the elixir..."

Ling Feng looked at Kuangshan and others from the Tianjing clan, "Master Kuangshan, the forge can't rest either. I brought back a large number of magic weapons before. You and Shifang should improve and reforge them. I won't set any tasks. Just improve as much as you can!"

After saying that, Ling Feng took out the Dao Source Instruments that he had retrieved from the various branches of the Tianmeng Chamber of Commerce one by one.

For a moment, the light inside the hall was flashing continuously.

"After three days, the most outstanding and meritorious officials who complete their missions will be able to obtain these Dao Source Instruments!"

After that, he took out eight pieces and handed them directly to Chu Zonghan, "Commander Chu, although you don't need to do anything these days, the Holy Martial Imperial Guard is our main force this time. Of these eight Dao Source Artifacts, seven of them will be arranged by you and rewarded to the brothers of the Imperial Guard! The remaining one will belong to you!"

"This……"

Chu Zonghan took over the eight Dao Source Instruments and burst into tears of gratitude, "Then on behalf of the brothers in each camp, I would like to thank you, my lord!"

The Dao Source Artifact no longer has much meaning to Ling Feng now, but it has served its purpose in encouraging everyone's morale.

Of course, Ling Feng did not favor one over the other and left two for the Immortal Emperor Jie Yin.

Although the threshold for using the Dao Source Device is at least at the Immortal Emperor level, and only by breaking the strong can the true power of the Dao Source Device be unleashed, at the same level, the gap between having a Dao Source Device and not having one is still very obvious.

It was because Ling Feng trusted Ning Kun, the Lord of Yaohun Palace, that the Jieying Immortal Emperor lost his spirit boat. Now, it is reasonable for him to compensate him with a Dadao Source Artifact.

After arranging everything, Ling Feng went directly to his own meditation room.

Last time, he tried to refine the Frost-Breaking Demon Bone in Yu Wenqing's mansion. Although there was also a spirit-gathering formation of the Broken Strongman level in Yu Wenqing's room, Ling Feng still didn't dare to be too reckless. After all, it was someone else's place.

Now that he is back in his own territory, Ling Feng no longer has to worry.

Taking advantage of these last few days, it is a good time to completely refine the Frost-Breaking Demon Bone.

Recovering his mind, Ling Feng summoned out the Frost-Breaking Demon Bone. The ancestral-level original demonic energy contained in it was extremely unruly and difficult to tame.

  Unfortunately, Ling Feng did not have much time to tame the Frost-Breaking Demon, so he could only suppress and refine it by force!

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the other side.

Extraterritorial battlefield, Longyin Fortress.

Inside the empty palace, Yi Ting was alone, sitting cross-legged in the center of the hall.

After a simple breathing exercise, Yi Ting slowly exhaled and opened his cold and sharp eyes.

Last time in Luanlin Death Swamp, I fought one against three, but there were still some hidden dangers.

Afterwards, in order to revive Empress Qingluo, a lot of original power was consumed.

If not for this, we wouldn't have been pinned down in Dragon Song Fortress by the Demon Queen Kevilly and her Void Overlord Ebot today, unable to rush to the rescue of Sky Flame Fortress.

Not long ago, he once again got rid of the entanglement of Keweili and Ebot and returned to Yinlong Fortress.

Keweili also made it clear that she wanted to hold Yi Ting back. If he wanted to leave Yinlong Fortress, she would chase him relentlessly and pester him to the end.

And when Yi Ting wanted to return to Yinlong Fortress, she withdrew directly without any delay.

She held Yi Ting back like this, and sooner or later the Tianyan Fortress would be dragged down.

Once the Tianyan Fortress is lost, Yi Ting will inevitably be attacked from both sides.

At this moment, Yi Ting's face was gloomy. He stood in the hall for a long time before he raised his hand to open a light curtain.

A figure slowly appeared within the light curtain. It was Uncle Ling who was guarding the Black Tower of the Gods.

"Uncle Ling, I sensed his presence. It seems that he is back again?"

Uncle Ling remained silent, just nodded slightly.

"And you didn't take the initiative to inform me?"

Yi Ting stared at Uncle Ling, with a questioning tone in his voice.

Uncle Ling remained silent.

"It has come to this, why are you not willing to bear it now? You have lived in ease for too long, and your heart has softened?"

Veins popped out on Yi Ting's forehead. "There's no turning back for you and me! The Black Tower of the Gods must be opened!"

Uncle Ling finally raised his head slowly, looked at Yi Ting in front of him, shook his head and sighed, "I understand."

"Give me a deadline! Recover all the roots of the gods that need to be recovered! Now that he has returned, it's time to make a final break between him and me!"

Yi Ting took a deep breath and stared at Uncle Ling, "Tell me the deadline!"

Uncle Ling clenched his fists tightly, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and finally he slowly uttered three words, "half a month."

"Okay, then I will wait for you for half a month! This time, you must have the power of ascension in its complete state. No one can stop the birth of God!"

After Yi Ting finished speaking, he waved his hand and dispelled the light curtain in front of him.

At the same time, an urgent voice came from outside the hall, "Your Majesty, there is an urgent report from the Sky Flame Fortress. The supply of elixirs has been interrupted!" (End of this chapter)