Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

"Anyway, you did it!"

On the twelve thrones, the figures of the major wizard gods kept changing, but without exception, they all looked at Ling Feng with extremely shocking eyes.

They were once the people closest to the realm of the witch ancestors, but without exception, they could not obtain the inheritance of the witch ancestors.

And after hundreds of thousands of years, it was finally understood by a junior.

"From this moment on, you are the new generation of witch ancestors, the ancestor of all witches!"

The Witch God of Light stared at Ling Feng, raised his right hand slightly, and a flash of white light suddenly appeared on the tip of his right index finger.

The next moment, the Witch God of Light pointed at the center of Ling Feng's eyebrows, and the white light followed the center of his eyebrows and directly merged into Ling Feng's spiritual sea.

Then, the twelve colors of light changed, and the twelve wizard gods injected a ray of their spiritual power into Ling Feng's body.

And those rays of light contain the life-long efforts of the twelve great witch gods!

For a moment, a huge stream of information exploded in Ling Feng's mind. If it weren't for the extremely powerful source of his soul, he would have died from the explosion of this huge stream of information.

"Seniors, what are you doing..."

Ling Feng's expression changed drastically. Hey, darling, did I just take away all the inheritance in Xiao Wu Mountain at once?

After all, didn’t all the ancient witch clans, all witchcraft, and all inheritances originate from those twelve witch gods!

"You are already the ancestor of all witches. These powers were originally given to us by the witch ancestors. Now, it is time to return them to the witch ancestors..."

"Our mission is finally completed!"

"Ancestor Wu, please protect the future generations of my Ancestor Wu and ensure that my inheritance is immortal!"

The voices of the twelve witch gods gradually became ethereal. The next moment, on the twelve thrones around the throne of the witch clan, there was no longer a single figure condensed into shape.

It seemed that their power was completely exhausted after instilling their respective inheritances into Ling Feng.

"Thank you, seniors!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath and bowed deeply towards each empty throne. Finally, he walked to the front of the Witch Ancestor's throne, knelt down on one knee and bowed respectfully.

Although he and the witch ancestor have never met, in a sense, he can be regarded as one of his teachers.

Before this, no one had ever been able to give Ling Feng any guidance on how to use the power of chaos.

"Don't worry, seniors. Since I have inherited the inheritance of the witch ancestors, I can be regarded as half of the witch clan. From now on, I will protect the witch clan as my own home."

Ling Feng clenched his fists. Before that, he just wanted to sneak into the Temple of the Witch God and steal the Wu Ling Bi.

As for the rest, he has no intention and no obligation to care about it.

But now, as the descendant of the witch ancestor, he had to do something.

At least, when you know about it, you can't just sit back and watch. Otherwise, you will be somewhat sorry for the witch ancestors and the twelve witch gods who have passed all their life's efforts to you.

"Wanling Palace, you are in bad luck."

Ling Feng raised his hand and touched the bridge of his nose. Originally, he did not intend to get involved in this matter, but now, he is also the witch ancestor of the witch clan and the ancestor of all witches, so he has to intervene.

Although Ling Feng was definitely not willing to be such a witch ancestor, but now that the twelve witch gods had all disappeared, he had no chance to refuse.

"Let's see what those Wanling Temple believers are doing first!"

The corner of Ling Feng's mouth curled up. He remembered that the Twelve Witch Gods said that if Xiao Wushan was a painting, this place would be the world outside the painting.

In this space, he was able to observe everything happening in Xiao Wu Mountain as if he had opened a God's perspective.

Sure enough, in Ling Feng's sight, all the warriors who entered Xiao Wushan could be seen.

For example, Wu Xuan is in the cave, comprehending the witchcraft of fantasy.

For another example, Sima Junting, Zhang Haoran and other chiefs of various palaces seemed to have found opportunities that suited them.

Moreover, from Ling Feng's perspective, it was clear what level and grade their opportunities were.

"Look at Brother Shentu and the others..."

Ling Feng's eyes swept across, and after a while, he found Shentu Xuance's figure in a mountain with flashing divine light.

This guy is from the Light Witch Clan, and his chance lies in the Peak of Light.

However, this guy's luck was not very good. After searching for a long time, he could not find a suitable opportunity.

"Let me help you."

The corner of Ling Feng's mouth curled up, and he stretched out his hand to grab Shentu Xuance, and threw it directly into a cave where forbidden curses were stored.

At this moment, in the Peak of Light, Shentu Xuance suddenly felt a terrifying force, which seemed to pinch him, and then seemed to throw him somewhere.

"What's happening here?"

Shentu Xuance was so frightened that his three souls lost their souls, because that power was completely beyond his ability to resist!

Then, Shentu Xuance felt his eyes blurred, his whole body relaxed, and he fell to the ground.

Then, he took a closer look and found that he actually fell into a cave.

And on the surrounding rock walls.

My dear!

The forbidden curse of light!

"Haha, I am truly the chosen one. Thank you to God and the great witch god of light!"

Shentu Xuance knelt down on the ground devoutly and thanked him profusely.

"Haha! Brother Shentu, you never imagined that I am your Light Witch God now!"

When Ling Feng saw Shentu Xuance's actions, he burst out laughing. This feeling of being like a god, controlling the fate of others at will, was really exciting.

However, Ling Feng is not interested in doing unnecessary things. The chances of others still have to depend on themselves.

Of course, there is still selfishness.

After helping Shentu Xuance, Ling Feng helped Tuoba Yan again. After thinking about it, for the sake of Ye Keren's aunt, Elder Ye Chuyan, Ling Feng also helped Ye Keren. I also found a suitable light forbidden spell for her.

After doing all this, Ling Feng turned his attention to the followers of Wanling Hall.

He wanted to see what kind of medicine these guys were selling in the gourd.

…

Let's say that after the believers from Wanling Temple entered Xiao Wushan, they immediately gathered together at top speed.

Including that young master Bai Bai Fenghan, there were actually sixteen people in total!

These Wanling Temple believers all hid their strength and entered Xiao Wu Mountain together at about the same pace. However, they all entered Xiao Wu Mountain relatively late, so they did not attract the attention of others.

"Mr. Bai, what should we do next?"

Next to Bai Fenghan, there was a young man in purple clothes. He stared at Bai Fenghan and asked.