Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Chapter 1833 - 1834: Immortal Body!

"Adventurer Ling Feng, you were killed by a Level 70 Elite Desert Demon Rat. Chaotic Power has reshaped your body, and you are resurrected on the spot with full health, without any loss."

A gentle notification sound echoed in his ears again, and with a flash of chaotic light, Ling Feng’s body reappeared in the wasteland.

"Hmm?"

Ling Feng was initially stunned but quickly realized that when he checked his attributes earlier, there was a section called Chaotic Power, which was a power above the one created by the Yellow Emperor in this Soul World. Therefore, even if the entire world was "created" by the Yellow Emperor, it couldn’t erase his Chaotic Power.

At this moment, Ling Feng finally understood that Chaotic Power was so powerful that it could immunize the death rules of the Yellow Emperor.

Ling Feng was ecstatic, but in the next moment, the Desert Demon Rat pounced on him again.

In this way, Ling Feng was resurrected seven or eight times in a row. The Desert Demon Rat seemed terrified of Ling Feng, thinking he was some kind of Undead Creature, shrieked, and ran away.

"Phew..."

Ling Feng watched the direction in which the Desert Demon Rat fled and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, he noticed something green and shining on the ground.

Ling Feng hurried up and picked it up.

"Luck triggered, the Desert Demon Rat dropped a Demon Snake Core, consuming it can increase 20 Levels."

"Is that even possible?!"

Ling Feng shook his head, feeling a mix of frustration and amusement, and swallowed the Elixir in one gulp, his body flashing with a five-colored glow twenty consecutive times.

Instantly, his level soared by 20 Levels!

However, what left Ling Feng quite speechless was that the level-up only seemed to add 20 attribute points.

"Point allocation rules: Power, speed, and constitution—the three major attributes—consume one attribute point per increase. Soul Attributes consume five attribute points per increase, and Luck Attributes consume ten attribute points per increase."

A familiar notification sound reverberated in his mind.

"Tsk tsk, no wonder when I only had one point of Luck, it felt overwhelming; turns out Luck requires so many attributes!"

Ling Feng touched his nose, recalling how the girl in white had said the World Power had gifted him a Universal Attribute Point, thankfully he didn’t foolishly add it to strength or other useless things.

"Just give me two points in Luck!"

Having tasted the benefits of Luck, Ling Feng almost did not hesitate and allocated his attributes to Luck.

"Point allocation complete, Luck Attribute increased to 3 points."

"Luck trigger, unlocks your first Body Refining Technique, Rock Body."

"Luck trigger, proficiency mastered."

"Mastery achieved, reward of ten points in constitution, ten points in power, and ten points in speed."

Another string of notification sounds echoed, leaving Ling Feng grinning from ear to ear. So many attribute points, probably even someone at Level 50 couldn’t compare to him.

Of course, it doesn’t rule out the possibility that others’ Cultivation Techniques could also reward attribute points.

He didn’t know that while others in the Emperor Yan World painstakingly leveled up, gaining one point per level, who could have so many attribute points to spend on Luck?

"I’m gradually getting accustomed to this world!"

Although still somewhat unaccustomed to the Emperor Yan World, Ling Feng’s capacity for adaptation was adequately strong. This world, to put it bluntly, operated based on the rules created by the Yellow Emperor, and the other differences needed to be experienced slowly.

What reassured Ling Feng the most was possessing Chaotic Power meant he couldn’t truly die in this world; from a certain perspective, he was practically invincible.

In a space of nihility, the Yellow Emperor, from a god’s-eye view, could observe the experiences of any challenger entering the Emperor Yan World he created.

"Immortal Body?"

When the Yellow Emperor saw Ling Feng resurrected with full health after dying, his mouth twitched slightly.

"This is basically cheating!"

The Yellow Emperor was speechless, and although he had the ability, he couldn’t erase Ling Feng’s "cheat."

Chaotic Power is the origin of all powers, far surpassing Soul Rules.

"Forget it, although I’ve tried to create a fair environment, true fairness doesn’t really exist in the world. With Chaotic Power, this kid’s talent and potential can only be described as terrifying!"

...

Elsewhere, Ling Feng, considering his incredible Luck and the Chaotic Power that could negate death, which meant he couldn’t die anyway, started to become bolder.

Along the road paved with white bones, he continued forward.

Suddenly, a violent tornado came rushing in from afar, vast and earth-shaking, carrying apocalyptic might.

Ling Feng raised his hand, initially planning to slap the tornado away, but soon remembered he was just an ordinary person now.

With his current Power Attribute, he couldn’t possibly contend with the tornado.

"Run!"

Ling Feng decisively dashed off running.

But with his current speed, how could he outrun the tornado?

In the blink of an eye, Ling Feng saw a flash before his eyes, and his whole body was swept up into the sky by the fierce wind, his consciousness gradually becoming blurry.

...

"Damn!"

When Ling Feng suddenly woke up, he found himself lying on a huge stone bed.

The room was extremely simple, built with earth-yellow bricks and stones. On a shabby wooden table in the middle, an oil lamp was burning.

Ling Feng raised his hand; he wasn’t injured, but how did he end up here from the wasteland all of a sudden?

"Looks like someone saved me."

Ling Feng got up from the bed, stretched a bit, and slowly walked out the door, greeted by rows of massive tombstones.

The first tombstone read "The Tomb of Long Yunfei, Human Clan War Emperor."

War Emperor?

Ling Feng blinked, wondering if it was an Emperor Level in the Emperor Yan World or meant an Emperor Level powerhouse from the outside world.

Ling Feng continued reading.

"The Tomb of Lie Ying, Emperor You of the Yellow Emperor Clan."

"The Tomb of Nu Tong, Demon Clan’s Black Prison Emperor."

"The Tomb of Heavenly Wings, Demon Clan Feather Demon Emperor."

...

All of these were the kings of various clans, and the races were incredibly diverse. Some Ling Feng was familiar with, while others he had never heard of.

"This Emperor Yan World also seems to be based on the Yellow Emperor’s memory, so the appearance of characters that only exist in the outside world is not surprising."

Ling Feng slowly walked into the Monument Forest, tombstone after tombstone, seeming to stretch endlessly.

This Monument Forest, built on a pitch-black barren mountain, at the peak, had a particularly massive tombstone, towering above all others, standing out distinctly.

Ling Feng quickly walked up.

It was a Wordless Stele.

When he arrived in front of the tombstone, he suddenly saw an old man as thin as a zombie, hunched and standing before the tombstone.

This old man, with closed eyes, wore tattered clothes. His cheeks were dry and sunken, yet he just stood there silently, like a dead person.

But Ling Feng could sense his breathing: distant, prolonged, and mighty, clearly not a weakling.