Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique
Chapter 379: Heavenly Dao? Destiny? (18 Updates)

Chapter 379: Chapter 379: Heavenly Dao? Destiny? (18 Updates)

"Originally, did young friend come back from a thousand years later?"

Jiang Xuanyu’s expression was very calm, as if Ling Feng’s appearance was no surprise to him.

Ling Feng pressed his temples; the amount of information overwhelmed him, making it difficult to accept for a moment.

A thousand years ago?

Blood of the Emperor?

Sky Patrol Clan? (PS: About the Sky Patrol Clan, I actually mentioned it in "Chapter 158: Heavenly Demon Forget Love Technique", those who have forgotten can go back and reminisce.)

Is all this a coincidence? Or is it fate?

What exactly does owning the Blood of the Emperor mean?

"Guest, your thoughts are very chaotic."

Jiang Xuanyu gently pressed on Ling Feng’s forehead, and an aura as vast as the stars poured down from the top of the skull, gradually calming Ling Feng’s heart.

"It seems you have many questions," Jiang Xuanyu said with a faint smile.

"No matter where this is, I want to know, what exactly is the Blood of the Emperor?" Ling Feng pondered for a moment before finally asking.

"Indescribable, there’s no way to start."

Jiang Xuanyu remained utterly calm as he looked at Ling Feng, "The Blood of the Emperor is the strongest bloodline in the world, the most terrifying race, and also the greatest enemy of the Sky Patrol Clan."

Jiang Xuanyu gave a mysterious smile, "That is all I can tell you. Under the Heavenly Dao, all are ants, and as an ant, how can one casually discuss the Heavenly Dao?"

Ling Feng rolled his eyes; these outsiders all acted the same.

The Sky White Emperor Dharma Form in the Mist Ghost Forest also refused to speak about the original figure, if asked, he would just say "Heavenly Mechanisms must not be revealed."

However, that Jiang Xuanyu had mentioned something about the Nine-layered Heavenly Palace, and Billions of Divine Countries all bowing to the Sky Patrol Clan.

Although he didn’t quite understand what the Nine-layered Heavenly Palace and Billions of Divine Countries were, it seemed like the children of the Heavenly Dao and the Sky Patrol Clan were mortal enemies, and the ultimate victors were the Sky Patrol Clan.

That is to say, the "Blood of the Emperor" within him, although very powerful, seemed to also be a very dangerous thing.

It could also explain why his grandfather was afraid of the activation of the Emperor’s Eye; why his parents had suddenly disappeared...

Numerous thoughts flashed through Ling Feng’s mind, and what Jiang Xuanyu said felt like a heavy mountain, making it difficult for him to breathe.

He suddenly understood why Jiang Xuanyu didn’t tell him everything. Just knowing a little bit had already brought him such enormous pressure; knowing everything might have collapsed his moral foundation.

The next moment, Ling Feng’s eyes regained their clarity.

No matter who the opponent was, no matter how terrifying the enemy, the only thing he could rely on was his own strength!

"Truly a son of the Heavenly Dao, you indeed have a wise root." Jiang Xuanyu stroked his long beard, nodding inwardly.

"May I ask, senior, how can I return to my own time-space?"

Ling Feng took a deep breath and asked again.

"Traveling through time-space is not your own ability but rather your bloodline, which activated the time-space power of the Xuanwu Treasure Blood. You haven’t truly returned to this time-space, just your Divine Sense has wandered here."

Jiang Xuanyu smiled faintly, "When the power of time-space of the Divine Beast Treasure Blood dissipates, your Divine Sense will return to your own time-space."

"When will I be able to go back?"

Ling Feng felt dejected; since Jiang Xuanyu wouldn’t tell him anything, staying here seemed pointless.

"You will naturally go back when it’s time."

Jiang Xuanyu sat down next to the stone table and spoke calmly, "Could you inform this old man what the fate of the Jiang Family line will be in a thousand years?"

Ling Feng pursed his lips and smiled, "Then could you tell me more about the Heavenly Dao’s Son? Just a little?"

Jiang Xuanyu neither shook his head nor nodded, just smiling as he watched Ling Feng.

Ling Feng felt uneasy under Jiang Xuanyu’s gaze and, gritting his teeth, scoffed, "If you won’t tell me, then I won’t tell you!"

"With my abilities, I need only cast a minor spell to read everything in your heart. Even if you don’t tell me, do you really think I would be helpless?"

"You’re ruthless!" Ling Feng’s mouth twitched slightly as he spoke through gritted teeth, "A thousand years later, the Jiang Family line will still reside in Xuanwu Village, unfortunately slaughtered by a demon wearing a Ghost Mask. However, they will not be exterminated. My good brother, Jiang Xiaofan, will still survive and will surely avenge the Jiang Family line."

"Is that so?" A hint of sadness flashed in Jiang Xuanyu’s eyes.

"Prosperity leads to decline, and from extreme adversity comes great fortune; such is the reincarnation of Heavenly Dao." Jiang Xuanyu took a deep breath, rose leisurely, walked to the Xuanwu Wall, and, with a sweep of his wide sleeve, six characters were engraved into the wall:

The millennium calamity, Xuanwu appears!

"This!" Ling Feng nearly jumped up, no wonder the ancestor of the Jiang Family could foresee the future—it was he himself who had told the ancestor!

This was too incredible!

Ling Feng couldn’t describe his current emotions; had he contributed to the history of the Jiang Family, and was his brotherhood with Xiao Fan also predestined?

Suddenly, Ling Feng felt a surge of nausea.

Heavenly Dao?

Destiny?

What were all these?

Taking a deep breath, Ling Feng breathed several times to calm himself down before asking, "Senior, the millennium calamity has come to pass, but how should this appearance of Xuanwu be interpreted?"

"The millennium calamity, Xuanwu appears."

Jiang Xuanyu smiled faintly, and his body unexpectedly began to burn, leaving behind only a drop of blood, floating in mid-air.

"If possible, please give this last drop of Xuanwu Treasure Blood to the descendants of the Jiang Family..."

His voice grew weaker until only the blood pearl, spinning before Ling Feng’s eyes, remained.

"Xuanwu Treasure Blood!"

Ling Feng captured the Treasure Blood in his palm, its emanating energy nearly driving him mad.

"Divine Beast Blood!" Ling Feng’s hands trembled.

He could not deny the temptation; if he refined this Xuanwu Treasure Blood, couldn’t he, as Despicable Donkey had said, cultivate the Xuanwu War Body and directly confront Emperors and Great Emperors with his physical body alone?

However, this was the legacy left for Xiao Fan by the Jiang Family’s ancestor...

After briefly wrestling with his temptation, Ling Feng abandoned the urge to covet the Xuanwu Treasure Blood.

Although the Treasure Blood was enticing, Ling Feng would never break his word!

In fact, Ling Feng had just narrowly escaped from the brink of death at Ghost Gate.

This Xuanwu Treasure Blood, in fact, had been tampered with by Jiang Xuanyu. If a descendant of the Jiang Family acquired the Xuanwu Treasure Blood, the blood’s memory would guide his descendant, helping him grow.

But if Ling Feng had succumbed to greed for the Xuanwu Treasure Blood, the remnant soul essence within the blood would have destroyed both itself and Ling Feng’s Divine Sense.

Fortunately, Ling Feng was not greedy.

The next moment, a great light shone from the Xuanwu Wall, the Time-Space Channel opened once more, and Ling Feng was drawn back in...