Chapter 4903
The Dark Descendant of the Dead Star!
"World Ocean?"
Ling Feng's eyelids twitched. When he had just arrived at the huge boundary pillar platform with Ya, he had heard the golden-armored holy guard say that the Eighth Hunting Ancestor had gone to the World Sea to deal with the anomalies.
It seems that this place is also very important to the Star Hunters.
Rong Tian put down his teacup and lightly tapped his finger on the table.
Starlight converged, forming a light curtain in front of Ling Feng.
Within the light screen, countless points of light flickered, like stars on a summer night, densely packed and innumerable.
If you look closely, each point of light is like a bubble, dreamlike and ethereal, radiating different luster and aura, including fiery red, deep blue, vibrant green, and deathly gray-white.
These bubbles gathered together, floating and drifting continuously.
Countless bubbles converged to form a vast ocean, boundless and endless.
"This is the world's ocean."
Rong Tian pointed at the light screen, his voice calm, "Each bubble represents a world. And the world you're talking about is small and fragile among these countless bubbles."
He paused, then said calmly, "For beings like us, simply popping a bubble means the demise of a world."
Ling Feng stared intently at the light screen, his heart pounding uncontrollably.
Although the Ancient Ancestral Spirit Dragon had vaguely mentioned that the original world was nothing more than a speck of dust, like a flower in a mirror or the moon in the water.
But seeing those bubble-like worlds so directly still deeply shocked Ling Feng.
Such a vast world, with countless realms and endless planes, ultimately amounted to just one thing...
bubble!
He took a deep breath and quickly calmed down.
Didn't we already know this?
Now, I'm just experiencing this reality more directly.
Whether it was a flower in a mirror or the moon's reflection in water, everything that had happened was neither a dream nor a lie to him.
That's enough!
Those relatives, those friends, those confidantes...
He couldn't give it up no matter what!
"Oh?"
Rong Tian stared intently at Ling Feng, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.
He hadn't expected that Ling Feng would regain his composure so quickly.
This is also thanks to Ling Feng's experience in the mental labyrinth of Yuanxu Qiuniu.
At this moment, Ling Feng's state of mind was flawless, reaching the same level as these immortal gods.
"How do you feel?" Rong Tian smiled and asked casually.
Ling Feng withdrew his gaze and said in a deep voice, "Although it is just an insignificant little world, it is very important to me. Brother Ba, thank you for finally giving me hope of going home!"
Rong Tian waved his hand, dispelling the light barrier, and said, "The Pillar of Creation is the hub connecting the World Sea. Only by passing through the Pillar of Creation can you return to your original world. However, you need to find your world first, otherwise, it's all just empty talk."
He paused for a moment before continuing, "But the World Ocean is vast and boundless, containing countless worlds, like grains of sand in the Ganges. To find a specific world within it is like searching for a needle in a haystack. Moreover..."
Rong Tian paused, his expression turning serious: "The World Sea is not a calm place. As you have seen, your original world was just an insignificant bubble. If that bubble bursts, the world you described will cease to exist."
"No...it can't be!"
Ling Feng clenched his fists. Although he said that, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.
If the bubble representing the world of miracles is destroyed, then everything that exists in that world will be annihilated in that ocean of worlds.
He didn't even dare to think about the consequences.
He took a deep breath, suppressing his excitement and unease.
"Myna, let's go to the Pillar of Creation now!"
Ling Feng said urgently, "Every moment of delay adds another layer of uncertainty!"
"Don't rush."
Rong Tian shook his head, a complex look flashing in his eyes. "Of course I can take you there immediately, but unfortunately, you can't go now."
"Why?" Ling Feng was taken aback.
"For that light is the light of creation."
Rong Tian slowly said, "The pure white pillar of light you triggered in the Eternal Ruins was the Light of Creation. Its appearance triggered a resonance with the Pillar of Creation, causing the entire World Sea to tremble violently."
"Therefore, the Darkborn of the Stars who were originally suppressed by the Pillars of Creation also took the opportunity to launch some riots. Although I had sent people to suppress them before, you will not be able to cross the World Sea and get close to the Pillars of Creation for at least one Beast Sea Era."
"Darkborn of the Death Star?" Ling Feng's eyelids twitched; this was yet another completely new term.
This time, however, Rong Tian did not explain much. Instead, he said calmly, "That is an extremely powerful existence. Ling Feng, whether you are willing to accept this fact or not, I did not lie to you. After one Beast Sea Era, I will take you to the Pillar of Creation."
Ling Feng gritted his teeth. A Beast Sea Calendar, though negligible to beings like them who were practically immortal, was undoubtedly an ordeal for Ling Feng, who was eager to return home.
His face turned pale, and his hands clenched involuntarily.
He has already wasted two Beast Sea Calendars in the Eternal Ruins, and now he has to waste another one!
"Is there... no other way?"
Ling Feng's voice was dry.
"Have."
Rong Tian nodded, and Ling Feng quickly asked, "What?"
But then Rong Tian said in a deep voice, "You could also say there isn't."
His gaze sharpened, and he continued, "After you entered the Eternal Ruins, you should have sensed the aura of the Pillar of Creation, right? So, you could have chosen to go from the Eternal Ruins, approach the Pillar of Creation, and then use its power to return. But you tried it once before, and it seems you failed."
"..."
Ling Feng fell silent.
If it weren't for the wisp of divine creation within him, he would have died beneath the abyss on the Ascension Staircase.
To enter the Eternal Ruins once more?
Only a fool would go!
He was eager to return home, but he wasn't stupid!
So, you can only wait.
Rong Tian said in a deep voice, "Wait for a Beast Sea Era, wait for the World Sea to stabilize. And in the meantime..."
He gave Ling Feng a deep look: "I hope you can do me a favor."
Ling Feng raised his head, gritted his teeth, and said, "Brother Ba, you've helped me so much. If it's something I can do to help, I'll definitely do my best! What is it?"
Rong Tian shook his head. "When the time is right, I will tell you."
Having said that, he stood up, walked to the window, and gazed at the eternal starry sky outside: "What you need to do now is to quickly condense that nascent ancestral vein into a true ancestral vein! And I will spare no effort or expense to assist you!"
Ling Feng sighed softly and could only nod, "Alright, then thank you." Rong Tian turned to look at Ling Feng and said, "Now I can tell you that what I asked you to do is related to the Creation God's Breath within you, and also to Xi Huang. If you can do it, it will be of great significance not only to me and Xi Huang, but also to the entire Star Hunter Clan."
Ling Feng's heart stirred.
Is it related to his godfather?
"Is Xi Huang... alright now?" Rong Tian suddenly asked.
"Yes." Ling Feng nodded: "My godfather is doing well. Moreover... he has successfully condensed his eighth ancestral vein."
"what?!"
An incredulous light flashed in Rong Tian's eyes, "The eighth ancestral vein?!"
“Yes.” Ling Feng nodded. “I witnessed it with my own eyes.”
"The Eight Extraordinary Meridians..."
Rong Tian murmured repeatedly, a complex expression on his face—shock, excitement, and感慨 (gǎnkǎi, deep emotion). "As expected of the Emperor Xi, even trapped in the Eternal Ruins Realm, he can still advance further. Eight Veins Hunting Ancestor, only one ancestral vein away from achieving the Nine-Nine Unity and condensing divine breath!"
After a long while, he took a deep breath to calm himself down: "Then why hasn't he come out yet? By the way, what you told Lao Liu and the others before, that Xi Huang discovered Nuwa's whereabouts, is that true?"
"It's true. My godfather did discover the traces of Nuwa, which is why he decided to stay. I left first because I wanted to return to my original world as soon as possible."
Rong Tian's body trembled, and a look of "I knew it" flashed in his eyes.
"I see."
He murmured softly, "Xi Huang's feelings for Nuwa remain unchanged!"
"Myna bird."
Ling Feng couldn't help but ask, "I heard my godfather mention it before, and the Sixth Hunting Ancestor also said that it seems my godmother committed a terrible mistake back then, which is why she was banished to the Eternal Ruins. That's why my godfather brought his confidants into the Eternal Ruins later. I want to know, what kind of terrible mistake did my godmother commit back then?"
Rong Tian fell silent.
He turned his back to Ling Feng, gazed at the starry sky outside the window, and remained silent for a long time.
After a long while, Rong Tiancai slowly spoke, his voice low and ethereal: "Empress Nuwa... she was once the most dazzling genius of the Star Hunter Clan, her talent even surpassing that of Emperor Xi. She was beautiful, powerful, and intelligent, and her union with Emperor Xi was a legendary tale."
"But that incident completely ruined everything."
Rong Tian turned around, looked at Ling Feng, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes: "This matter is an old story that no one in the Star Hunting Clan wants to talk about again. Since Emperor Xi did not tell you directly, I will not say more."
He paused, then added somewhat cryptically, "What I can tell you is that the reason Nuwa made a mistake was related to her only child with Xi Huang."
child?
Ling Feng was startled.
His adoptive father had another child, but he had never heard his adoptive father mention it.
It seems that child must be a lifelong pain for the godfather.
No wonder he inexplicably wanted to adopt me as his godson; perhaps it was because of his longing for his own child.
“That child…” Ling Feng couldn’t help but ask.
"Don't ask anymore." Rong Tian waved his hand, interrupting him. "That's all I can say. Since Xi Huang is safe and sound within the Eternal Ruins, I'm relieved."
Seeing this, Ling Feng had no choice but to suppress his curiosity and change the subject, asking, "Then, Eighth Brother, when can I start to condense my ancestral veins?"
A hint of admiration flashed in Rong Tian's eyes.
This kid is sensible and knows when to advance and retreat; no wonder Emperor Xi adopted him as his godson.
A sharp glint flashed in Rong Tian's eyes: "Sixth and Seventh Brothers probably won't let this go easily. This matter will eventually reach the clan leader. So for the time being, you should cultivate within my domain and not leave even for a moment."
Ling Feng nodded emphatically: "I understand."
"Ah."
Rong Tian smiled with satisfaction, "Then I'll arrange for you to go to the 'Heavenly Cleansing Pool' first. It's the place in my realm with the most concentrated primordial energy, and it's also the most suitable place to condense ancestral veins."
He raised his hand and waved it, and the side hall door opened silently.
"Cliff."
"Your subordinate is here!"
A respectful voice came from outside the door.
"Take your master to the Heavenly Pool for cultivation."
Rong Tian instructed, "From today onwards, you will be responsible for his safety and cultivation needs. If there is anything, just relay it to me directly!"
"Yes!" Ya bowed and accepted the order.
Rong Tian then looked at Ling Feng: "Go. Remember, condensing the ancestral vein is no small matter, and you must not be too hasty in order to make progress. If you have any questions, you can have Ya come to me at any time."
Ling Feng stood up and bowed respectfully: "Thank you, Eighth Brother."
"We're family, no need to be so polite."
Rong Tian waved his hand, "Go, don't disappoint me."
Ling Feng nodded, turned around and walked out of the side hall.
Ya was already waiting outside the door. When he saw Ling Feng come out, he bowed and said, "Master, please come with me."
The two walked one after the other along the starlight-paved path, heading deeper into the floating island.
……
Not long after leaving the Star Palace, Ling Feng, led by Ya, arrived at a vast plain.
On the plains, one can see strange silver grass blades everywhere. Each blade is crystal clear and shimmers with a soft halo under the starlight.
A gentle breeze blows, and the grass blades sway, making a crisp, bell-like sound.
Further away, a range of mountains stretched out, their bodies a dark gold with shimmering surfaces, as if they were made entirely of metal. Between the mountains, waterfalls cascaded down, stirring up a misty haze.
Ling Feng took a deep breath, feeling as if every pore on his body had opened up, greedily absorbing the primordial energy in the air.
If Ling Feng weren't still concerned about the people of the Divine World, he would never tire of staying here for tens of thousands of years.
"Master, this way please."
Cliff led the way, his attitude respectful and cautious.
Ling Feng followed behind him, asking as they walked, "By the way, Cliff, I heard Brother Ba mention the Dark Descendants of the Death Star before, what exactly are they?"
Cliff paused slightly, glanced back at Ling Feng, and whispered, "Master, the so-called Dark Descendants of the Death Star..."
He gathered his thoughts and continued, "Simply put, our Star Hunters are actually called 'Star Hunters.' And the Star Darkborn are our main targets."
Ling Feng's eyes lit up. "So that's what Star Hunting means."
“These Darkin from the dead planets are, in a sense, the ‘parasites’ born from this world.”
Cliff's voice carried a hint of coldness, "They feed on the World Bubbles in the World Sea, devouring the origin of the world. Before the God of Creation disappeared, the Pillars of Creation he left behind suppressed most of the Darkborn of the Dead Star, but even so, they still appear in the World Sea from time to time, disrupting the balance of the World Sea."
Ling Feng's heart stirred, and for no apparent reason, he suddenly thought of the terrifying demonic claw and gaping maw beneath the abyss of the Ascension Steps in the Eternal Ruins Realm.
Could those writhing shadows beneath the void, those monsters, be the Darkborn of the Death Star? (End of Chapter)