Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

sink!

Keep sinking!

Under the ice lake, Yan Jinghong continued to dive with a trace of resilience.

He could vaguely feel why this frozen lake that had not melted for thousands of years suddenly opened huge cracks.

This thing was weird from the beginning.

It can even be said that the reason why they were in danger was entirely because there was some kind of power that had the same origin as themselves under the ice lake, calling them.

It can be said that Yin was almost completely dragged down by him.

When he was swept into the icy lake by the unknown force, Yan Jinghong immediately thought that he was dead.

After all, the coldness of the glacial lake is only secondary. The terrifying monsters lurking under the glacial lake are the most deadly things.

However, it has been no less than two hours since he was dragged into the ice lake.

If those monster beasts wanted to devour me, they would probably do it long ago.

But the result was that those monsters did not take action.

There even seemed to be some kind of fear towards him.

It must be the power under the ice lake that protects him to some extent.

He gritted his teeth and unleashed almost all of his potential.

Either get the mysterious power under the ice lake and escape smoothly.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I still won't be able to escape the fate of being devoured by those giant beasts at the bottom of the lake.

This is the only path before him.

I don’t know how much time passed.

Yan Jinghong only felt that he seemed to have fallen into the Nine Nether Hell, without any light in front of his eyes.

And the terrifying pressure at the bottom of the lake almost crushed the layer of ice crystal armor condensed on his surface into pieces.

His potential was almost completely squeezed out, but that wasn't enough!

"I can't just die here! Never!"

Yan Jinghong roared hysterically in his heart.

His eyes almost bulged out of their sockets, veins bulging from the excessive stimulation of his spiritual thoughts and energy.

finally……

Directly below he saw a faint light.

It was an almost light blue light that only radiated within a surrounding area of ​​less than three feet.

However, Yan Jinghong seemed to have found a life-saving straw and used his last strength to swim towards the light source.

It's that power!

The power of the Xuntian clan!

Because he had obtained part of the Xantian Ice Soul, in a sense, Yan Jinghong had obtained some of the abilities belonging to the Xantian clan.

And the light source below is almost a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times the power of the little bit of ice soul that I got to survey the sky!

Soon, Yan Jinghong swam to the source of the blue light.

It was a thick stone pillar, and at the break of the stone pillar, there was a body that had been soaked and swollen.

However, the corpse was quite well preserved. There seemed to be something similar to a soft whip on the waist of the corpse, fixing him to the stone pillar.

And that blue light emanated from the corpse's eyebrows.

Some textures can be vaguely discerned.

"Could it be..."

Yan Jinghong's eyes widened. Could it be that this was a complete corpse of an angel patroller?

Indeed, in that ancient war, not only countless mortals and monsters perished, but even powerful beings such as the Tiandao Clan and the Xantian Clan who stood at the apex also lost their lives.

However, such a well-preserved corpse is like a miracle.

Perhaps, it was precisely because of the power of surveying the sky emanating from this corpse that the entire lake was turned into an ice valley.

Yan Jinghong swallowed hard. He didn't have much strength left, and he was almost unable to resist the undercurrent under the ice lake.

Once he is involved in the undercurrent, in his current state, he will probably be buried in the belly of the fish.

He reached out and grabbed the soft whip that tied the corpse, and swam over with force, and got stuck between the cracks of the stone pillars. He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At least, with the stone cracks fixed, he didn't have to worry about being sucked into the undercurrent.

As for the corpse of the Xuantian clan...

Yan Jinghong looked at the corpse carefully. Although the face was swollen, he could vaguely identify it as a middle-aged man.

Judging from the light and part of the texture of the divine pattern, it seems to be a bit close to the trace of Sky Patrol Ice Soul that I got before.

It should come from the legendary Sky Patrol Ice Clan.

If you can seize this divine pattern for your own use, needless to say, your strength will definitely increase dramatically.

Especially his life form can also undergo a qualitative leap.

But there is a problem.

Can a mortal like him support the powerful divine patterns of the Xantian clan?

the answer is negative.

No matter how conceited Yan Jinghong was, he would never think that he could compare with those powerful immortals in the Immortal Realm.

Ye Xiu's fate back then was still vivid in his mind.

It was because he had acquired the uncontrollable power of the Sky Patrol Ice Soul that he had to endure the pain of the Ice Soul's backlash every day.

Although he has gained great power, life is worse than death and is meaningless.

Although Yan Jinghong was reborn in reincarnation due to some opportunities, he adapted to the power of the ice soul that patrolled the sky.

But he was not so naive as to think that the divine pattern of the Angel Patroller was the same thing as the thin strand of Sky Patrol Ice Soul power on Ye Xiu's body.

This is simply the difference between cloud and mud.

Forcibly devouring the divine patterns of the Xantian clan is tantamount to seeking death.

unless……

The original owner of this corpse willingly passed on the divine mark to himself.

In this way, he can also seal most of the power of this divine pattern, and when his strength increases step by step, he can continue to integrate the energy of the divine pattern.

This is a relatively gentle approach.

However, the operability is not strong.

The owner of this corpse must have been dead for millions of years.

How could I discuss it with him?

But……

Yan Jinghong raised his head.

As if attracted by his own aura, at least seven giant beasts at the bottom of the lake were already entrenched directly above him.

These giant beasts may have been some fish in the lake originally, but over the years, they absorbed all kinds of evil spirits and all kinds of blood essence left in that ancient war, and finally mutated into what they are now.

It can be said that each of these monsters is comparable to a strong person in the late ancestral realm, or even at the peak of the ancestral realm.

Let alone himself, even if Ling Feng falls into such a situation, he may not be able to escape unscathed.

Therefore, he had to absorb the divine pattern of the Sky-Surveying Ice Clan, and maybe a miracle would happen.

but……

Absorption is also fatal!

If you don’t absorb it, you will die!

Yan Jinghong clenched his fists. Is this his end?

"No, never!"

Yan Jinghong took a deep breath. He was unwilling to become just another corpse under this icy lake.

"Ling Feng, Ling Feng, if it were you, you would definitely risk your life."

Yan Jinghong raised his eyes and focused on the corpse again.

If it were Ling Feng, even if he knew he had a narrow escape, he probably wouldn't give up that glimmer of hope.

I just think that in my eyes, he was just an ant.

But he dared to challenge himself as an empire legend.

And, he succeeded!

"Miracles are not just for you!"

Yan Jinghong clenched his fists. Isn't it a miracle that he was able to come back from the dead many times?

"You said that we are traveling together! Your road has not come to an end yet, so how can I take the first step!"

Yan Jinghong's eyes narrowed, and a trace of determination flashed through him.

"Fight!"

He slowly activated the power of Xuntian Ice Soul in his body, then raised his palm and gently pressed it between the eyebrows of the corpse.

Close!

Getting closer!

This power from the same source, the moment it is released, the result will probably be clear.

Yan Jinghong's heart almost jumped out of his chest, and finally...

The two forces collided together for the first time, but the outcome was that the divine pattern completely swallowed up the power of Xuntian Ice Soul in Yan Jinghong's body in an instant.

Even every trace of it was smoked clean!

It’s over!

A flash of despair flashed through Yan Jinghong's mind.

Could it be that the corpse had set a trap from the beginning to lure him in, just to swallow up his sky-scanning ice soul power?

"hehe……"

Yan Jinghong laughed at himself. It seemed that he had thought too much after all.

Ling Feng can create miracles again and again, but he is not Ling Feng after all.

Maybe this time, his road has come to an end.

His face turned pale little by little, and he lost the power of the ice soul that patrolled the sky. The layer of ice crystal armor around Yan Jinghong also dissipated little by little.

His chest seemed to have been hit hard by a heavy hammer.

"puff!"

Yan Jinghong spat out a mouthful of blood, and his consciousness became blurry again.

He regretted a little, but there was no regret medicine in this world.

Finally, he passed out completely.

However, he did not realize that his blood was sprayed on the divine pattern on the head of the corpse.

Then, the blue light became more intense, forming a blue shield that completely enveloped the corpse and Yan Jinghong's body.

The next moment, a disembodied figure emerged from the blue light.

It was a middle-aged man wearing aqua blue robe.

His eyes swept over Yan Jinghong's body, showing no joy, no sadness, no dust and no anger.

It was as if everything in this world had nothing to do with him.

Then, a ray of divine light burst out from his eyes, and the giant monsters that were entrenched around him and stared at him were instantly frightened and fled like crazy.

Anyone who ran a little slower was crushed into pieces and turned into a cloud of blood mist, which exploded in the water.

"Are you the one who patrols the sky?"

The middle-aged man murmured, and suddenly, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"The power of heaven?"

But it turned out that the middle-aged man clearly sensed the power of heaven left by Ling Hanyang in Yan Jinghong's eyebrows.

This was the life-saving trump card left by Ling Ruohan to him. However, in the eyes of this powerful person from the Xantian clan, there was no way to hide it.

"Is this son also related to the Tiandao clan?"

The middle-aged man sighed, "Your Majesty, conspiring with Haorong to frame the Tiandao clan was a wrong decision... That's all, that's all, I am a dead soul who has long since passed away. What will happen to my future life has nothing to do with me."

"However, since this son has the power of both the Xuantian and Tiandao clans, perhaps one day he can resolve the grudges between the two clans..."

The middle-aged man's eyes condensed, and then his entire body turned into a blue light again, and finally condensed into the form of divine patterns.

Then, the divine pattern was separated from the original corpse, and the corpse was scattered like sand in an instant, turning into ashes.

The next moment, the divine pattern actually hit Yan Jinghong's forehead directly.

There was no backlash, nor any pain.

After passing through eighteen blockades, the powerful Sky-Surveying Divine Pattern finally merged smoothly into Yan Jinghong's body.

And with the infusion of this power, Yan Jinghong's life form finally underwent a qualitative transformation.

In a sense, he can now be regarded as half a Sky-Surveying Clan member!