Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

The fire was flickering, and the candle shadows danced on the stone wall, stretching out various strange and strange patterns, like evil ghosts under the Nine Netherworld.

"Well……"

With a low groan, Ling Feng slowly opened his eyes. His mind went blank. Feeling the stinging pain from his eyes, he gradually recalled everything he least wanted to think of in his life.

The blood and tears in the corners of his eyes have dried and solidified on his cheeks. If you observe carefully, you will find that his originally black pupils have a faint golden glow, which exudes a soul-stirring light under the firelight.

Ling Feng pressed his temple firmly, and everything in front of him came into focus again.

He was in a cave. He only remembered that day, he killed his grandfather with his own hands, and then opened the so-called golden eye of the emperor.

The burst of power from the divine eye made him faint, and he couldn't remember anything after that.

In the center of the cave, there was a bonfire. Ling Feng looked in the direction of the bonfire and found a mysterious man in black robes, standing with his hands behind his back and looking up at something. His back gave people a very vicissitude of life.

"you're awake?"

Before Ling Feng could ask, the man in black robe had already turned around with a ghost mask on his face, which was exactly the same as the mask Ling Kun wore.

"You, you are!"

A hint of hope flashed in Ling Feng's eyes. How he hoped that everything he had experienced before was just a dream.

He would rather never see his grandfather again than kill him with his own hands.

"I'm not him."

The voice was a little cold. Indeed, although the back figures were somewhat similar, the feeling of this man in black robe to Ling Feng was completely different.

"Then you are!"

A flash of anger suddenly flashed in Ling Feng's eyes. So, the person who planned all of this was this man in black robe, including the one who planned Ling Kun's death in his own hands!

Ling Feng clenched his fists, his body shaking slightly because of his anger.

"Didn't you already guess it?"

The black-robed man's eyes were as calm as water. He looked at Ling Feng and said calmly: "When we were in the Tianlan Sea Area, I denied your conjecture, but now, I want to tell you that I am Ling Hanyang! Ling Kun's death, I arranged it."

Ling Hanyang!

Ling Feng trembled all over, his own grandfather, the medical sage Ling Hanyang!

He is indeed not dead!

If it weren't for everything that happened before, for the grandfather and grandson to recognize each other, perhaps this would be a very heartwarming scene.

But now, on the one hand, he is his biological grandfather, and on the other hand, he is the grandfather who raised him.

Ling Feng's heart was so tangled that he couldn't even face the old man calmly and call him grandpa.

"Why!"

Ling Feng clenched his fists tightly. He was filled with anger, but for a moment he didn't know how to vent it.

"You can hold grudge against me in your heart."

Ling Hanyang slowly took off his mask. This was the first time Ling Feng saw his relatives.

In other words, they are relatives who are related by blood to themselves, other members of the Tiandao clan besides themselves.

That kind of aura that comes from the same origin is absolutely unmistakable.

Ling Hanyang looked deeply at Ling Feng and said slowly: "But you should understand why this is, this is your fate! You are not an ordinary Tiandao clan, there are some things that only you can do! So, even if you will hate me for the rest of your life , there are some things I have to do.”

"So, you have to sacrifice others, you have to kill my companions, and you have to have me kill the grandpa who raised me with my own hands!"

Ling Feng almost roared. Facing Ling Hanyang's terrifying aura, he didn't know where he got the strength to roar like this.

Ling Hanyang's expression remained unchanged, not even showing the slightest trace of guilt.

He slowly approached Ling Feng, looked down at Ling Feng, and said, "There are some things that I should let you know."

"I do not want to know!"

Ling Feng stared at Ling Hanyang angrily, "Why can't you believe me! I know what the Tiandao clan is burdened with, but I can use my own methods. There is no need to have the golden eye of the emperor. I can, I can Done!”

Ling Feng clenched his fists tightly. Because he was so excited, he didn't even notice that his nails dug deeply into his palms and blood dripped.

"Don't you want to know about your parents too?"

Ling Hanyang looked at Ling Feng indifferently, his tone still cold.

It seemed that the person in front of him was not his grandson, but an irrelevant passerby.

Ling Feng was slightly startled, parents?

Since I was born, I have never had the concept of parents.

Other children have parents, but I only have one grandfather.

But, deep down in his heart, he always longed to know what kind of people his parents were.

Where are they?

"Come with me."

Ling Hanyang reached out and grabbed Ling Feng's shoulders, and a faint light flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, Ling Feng only felt that things were changing and the stars were moving in front of him. When the vision returned to clarity, the two of them had already arrived on a large lake.

The whole world is a vast lake, and in the center of the lake, there seems to be a giant tree.

The giant tree towered into the clouds, as if it reached the sky.

Ling Feng looked slightly stunned. What a powerful method. Is this old man really the legendary medical sage Ling Hanyang who only knows medicine?

But now that the matter has come to this, what reason does he have to deceive himself?

If he wanted to, he could just move his fingers and he would be like fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

"Go!" Ling Hanyang pointed to the giant tree in the middle of the lake and said with an indifferent expression: "There, you will understand everything you want to know."

Ling Feng glanced at Ling Hanyang. This relative who was connected to him by blood was so indifferent at the moment.

He was very close to me, close at hand, but yet seemed far away, out of reach.

Ling Feng took a deep breath, stepped on the sparkling lake, and walked towards the giant tree in the middle of the lake.

Wow!

A breeze blew by, and the water suddenly parted.

Along with the lush canopy of the giant tree, it swayed slightly, emitting a dreamlike brilliance that was dazzling.

Tsk!

A layer of indescribable brilliance instantly enveloped Ling Feng.

At this time, a gentle wind blew across Ling Feng's cheek.

Ling Feng trembled all over and turned around in disbelief.

The moment the wind blew on his cheeks, Ling Feng felt an indescribable feeling of warmth, as if he had felt it when he was ignorant.

Ling Feng could no longer trace the source of that feeling.

With curiosity, he stared and saw a female figure standing gracefully under the ancient sacred tree.

It is made up of the brilliance of ancient trees, and its outline is blurry. It can only be concluded that it is a graceful woman.

"Feng'er..."

A gentle call seemed to bring back some extremely vague memories from before Ling Feng was three years old.

It seems that when I was very young, there was a woman who called me this way.

The feeling of intimacy that blended into the blood made Ling Feng's heart tremble.

Could it be that he has never been masked...

Mother?

"mother……"

Ling Feng didn't shout consciously, it was all just inner instinct.