The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 1570: Desolation Heavenly Star Style

"Immortal-grade? What is so impressive about that?"

Xiao Bai had only recently gained sentience, but his arrogance was already deeply ingrained. Seeing these two mere sword spirits daring to point fingers at him, he immediately released his aura without holding anything back.

In an instant, the expressions of the Void Twins changed drastically. Both stared at Xiao Bai in shock.

"You... what rank are you? Why do you have such an innate suppression over me?"

Xu Ling felt as if he could barely breathe under Xiao Bai's presence.

"Could it be... you are a divine artifact? That is impossible. How could a mere Human Emperor possess such a weapon?" Xu Ling's face was filled with disbelief.

"What is so great about a divine artifact?"

Xiao Bai glanced at them with disdain. "Do you not know that beyond immortal and divine artifacts, there exists an even higher level, known as a heavenly weapon?"

"Heavenly weapon!"

Xu Ling and Wushuang exchanged a glance, both crying out in unison, "That is only spoken of in legends. Even in the Supreme Immortal Realm, there are very few of them!"

"Since you are now my sword spirits, I might as well tell you the truth."

Ling Feng looked at them calmly. "I am a descendant of the Heavenly Dao Clan."

Both of them inhaled sharply.

As sword spirits that once served a peak Great Saint, they understood exactly what the Heavenly Dao Clan represented.

That was the most powerful race between heaven and earth.

Yet by all accounts, that clan should have already been wiped out.

"Master, your background is truly extraordinary." Wushuang's eyes shone with admiration.

"I feel like I have boarded a pirate ship..." Xu Ling muttered bitterly. Following someone from the Heavenly Dao Clan meant that sooner or later, they would stand against the powerful beings of the Immortal Domain.

"It is too late to regret now."

Ling Feng smiled faintly. After the blood contract, the Twin Blades could not betray him.

"From now on, Xiao Bai is your boss."

Xiao Bai stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the two of them with pride. "Now you understand who is in charge. From now on, address me as Boss Shifang."

Wushuang stuck out her tongue. "What Boss Shifang? Master clearly calls you Xiao Bai."

Xiao Bai's face flushed red. He shot Ling Feng a resentful look. That name carried no authority at all.

"Alright, alright. Since you are all my sword spirits, I should treat you equally."

Ling Feng looked at Xu Ling and Wushuang and said, "Xu Ling, from now on you are Xiao Xu. Wushuang, you are Xiao Wu. Xiao Bai, satisfied now?"

"I object. I refuse to be called Xiao Xu!"

"Objection denied."

"Xiao Wu sounds so silly. How am I supposed to face anyone with that name?"

"You are a sword. Why so many complaints? Xiao Wu sounds fine."

"No, I don't want it!"

"Then Xiao Shuang?"

"Master, can you at least try a little?"

"No. It is either Xiao Wu or Xiao Shuang."

"I refuse to change my name!"

...

In the end, the Twin Blades surrendered under Ling Feng's pressure. Xu Ling became Xiao Xu, and Wushuang became Xiao Shuang. The names were clearly chosen with no effort at all.

Inside the Five Elements Heavenly Palace, Zifeng secretly felt relieved. Back then, Ling Feng had still been an earnest and sincere youth. If he had already developed this casual attitude, he would probably have been renamed Xiao Zi.

...

After settling the dispute between the sword spirits, Ling Feng retrieved the remaining black book from the stone platform.

The book felt heavy in his hands. When he opened it, there were no words inside.

Instead, he saw a sky filled with stars. It felt as though he had been drawn into another space, completely immersed in a vast stellar world.

"To use heaven and earth as the board and stars as the pieces... so this was the grand vision behind the creation of the Nine Heavens Stellar Art."

Ling Feng took a deep breath and focused his mind, beginning to comprehend the sacred-tier art.

Before long, he slowly came back to his senses and opened his eyes, closing the book. A trace of excitement flashed across his face.

The Void Sovereign truly lived up to his name. This cultivation art embodied desolation and transcendence, detached from the mundane world. It was of immense benefit to one's state of mind.

It was a technique that could fully replace the Sacred Mystical-Heaven Art. In terms of controlling one's emotions, it was even more effective.

Beyond that, the book also contained a sword art designed specifically for use with the Twin Blades of the Void, known as the Desolation Heavenly Star Style.

This sword style was vastly different from anything Ling Feng had encountered before. It had no fixed moves. It was more like a school of thought, a way of fighting.

According to Xiao Xu and Xiao Shuang, the Void Sovereign excelled in the art of chess, using it as a foundation for his swordsmanship. His blade followed the principles of strategy rather than rigid forms. Instead of focusing on individual techniques, it transformed the sword into intent. This was an exceptionally profound realm of the sword dao.

Only after an unknown amount of time did Ling Feng finally pull himself out of his comprehension of the Nine Heavens Stellar Art and the Desolation Heavenly Star Style.

He suddenly felt the surrounding space beginning to tremble. Xiao Xu and Xiao Shuang quickly appeared and said, "Master, the sacred tomb is about to close. We must leave at once."

Ling Feng nodded. "What about the others?"

Xiao Xu replied, "After obtaining their inheritances, they were automatically teleported out. Parts of their memories have been erased. They only remember that they gained something here. The Void Obsidian phenomenon is about to end. If we do not leave now, we will have to wait another thousand years."

"So three days have already passed."

Ling Feng nodded again. "Alright, let's go."

"Yes, Master."

The Twin Blades acted together, opening a void passage before him. Ling Feng stepped inside, and the world seemed to shift around him.

In the next moment, his vision cleared. He had returned to the valley outside the tomb. The Void Obsidian phenomenon was fading, and the violent winds in the sky were gradually dispersing.

"Finally out."

Ling Feng let out a breath of relief. This journey into the sacred tomb had been worth it. He had obtained the Void Lotus Root. The next step was to restore Yue Yunlan's vitality.

"Ling Feng!"

At that moment, a voice called out from behind. The Illusion Heart Queen flew toward him. Her aura had grown significantly stronger, reaching the peak of the Human Emperor level, comparable to the extreme first stage.

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes with a faint smile. "It seems Your Majesty has gained quite a bit."

"Yes. I only remember entering the tomb. Everything after that is gone. Somehow my cultivation just improved. It is rather strange."

"I am the same. I lost all memory after entering."

Ling Feng spoke casually.

"Then what about the Void Lotus Root?" she asked, frowning. Before entering the tomb, Ling Feng had said he came here to save a friend.

"Do not worry. Even though I remember nothing, there is indeed a section of lotus root in my spatial ring. That should be it."

Ling Feng cupped his fists in farewell. "If there is nothing else, I will take my leave."

"Alright..."

The Illusion Heart Queen looked at him for a long moment, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she only nodded. "Until we meet again."

"Until we meet again."

Ling Feng smiled freely, then rose into the sky and quickly departed from Black Current Island.

"Sigh..."

Watching his departing figure, the Illusion Heart Queen pressed her lips together and sighed softly. "Thank you, Ling Feng. And... I am actually Huanzhi's elder sister..."