Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

Han Feng wrote three words on the paper.

"Soul-Slaying Division"

To fight against the Soul Palace, manpower is essential.

Even if you're strong, you don't have that much time to waste when you're alone.

The puppet troops that were planned earlier can now be officially deployed.

The initial members of the Soul Slaughtering Division were those puppets.

Han Feng quickly divided the hierarchy.

Green Robe - Fighting King

Yellow Robe - Battle Emperor

White Robe - Dou Zong

Purple Robe - Dou Zun

The clothing draped over the puppets must be made of suitable materials that can both conceal their form and shield them from perception.

Han Feng plans to purchase several batches of high-quality fabric, refine and experiment with it, in order to achieve the desired effect.

Because the risk of confronting the Soul Hall is too high, and if the information is leaked, it could easily be targeted, Han Feng believes that this matter must be proceeded with caution.

In secret, puppets are sent to gather intelligence, while in public, people are needed to plan and organize.

The first thing Han Feng thought of was the Yaotian Fire.

He went elsewhere to search for Xuanqing Poria, so he didn't come back with Han Feng.

Once he finds the medicinal herbs, Han Feng has a way to restore him to the level of a five-star Dou Zun.

When the time comes, Yaotianhuo will establish his power in Zhongzhou, which will surely attract the attention of many cultivators and allow him to get a share of the pie in the vast and resource-rich Zhongzhou.

It should be noted that even for forces of the caliber of Burning Flame Valley and Ice River Valley, the valley masters are only at the level of four-star and five-star Dou Zun on the surface.

Of course, such established forces have a very deep foundation, and one cannot judge them by appearances alone.

Just like the Burning Flame Valley, its founder was one of the strongest people on the continent, on par with the Xiao Clan Chief.

Even though it has declined, it still has a Dou Sheng (Battle Saint) in charge.

It just won't be shown in public.

After finalizing his initial strategy, Han Feng decided to complete the arrangements in Zhongzhou before returning to the Northwest Continent.

Fortunately, he knew the location of a branch of the Soul Palace, which could serve as a breakthrough point to sound the first clarion call of the "Soul Extinction" war.

After meditating for a while, Han Feng began to create the puppet.

Using the ore materials he had previously obtained from the Forging Heaven Pavilion, as well as the fifth-tier lizard fire beads he had harvested from the magma world, he began to refine a Dou Wang-level puppet.

After ruining three sets of materials, Han Feng finally created a Battle King puppet.

Han Feng, who was used to refining pills without any loss, sighed as he looked at the waste materials beside him.

My weapon crafting skills are still lacking.

The main problem is that we haven't practiced enough.

Afterwards, Han Feng worked tirelessly on creating the puppet until Lin Xian'er knocked on the door.

"Master, it's time to sleep."

Han Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead and called out to the door, "Xian'er, you should go to sleep first."

"Master, you promised me..."

A plaintive voice came from outside the door.

Han Feng seriously reflected on himself, finally put down the "Heaven-Suppressing Hammer" in his hand, and walked towards the door.

"Let's go to sleep."

Chapter 119 Mystery

Nothing happened that night, and Lin Xian'er slept soundly in Han Feng's arms.

The next morning, Han Feng got up on time to go outside to cultivate, while Lin Xian'er lazily continued to lie down, rolled over, and lay down in the spot where Han Feng had slept, continuing to have sweet dreams.

Ye Qingyun always gets up very early and is already working in the medicine valley.

Han Feng didn't check on this medicine valley yesterday, but today he discovered that the mysterious seed that Ye Qingyun had planted had actually sprouted.

"Qingyun, when did this grow?"

Han Feng asked.

Ye Qingyun squatted down beside Han Feng's feet and took a closer look at the tender bud.

"It's been almost half a year. It grew when Xian'er was helping me take care of the medicine valley. I was in seclusion at that time."

"Although it grows relatively slowly, don't worry, master. I just checked it, and it's very vigorous and there's no problem."

Ye Qingyun explained.

Han Feng nodded.

He can't recognize it now; he can only wait for it to grow longer.

However, for a place like Medicine Saint Valley to grow so slowly can only mean that it is no ordinary product.

After Ye Qingyun broke through to the Dou Wang level, she was able to sense the vitality of plants over a wide range, but she still took great care of each one.

Han Feng sighed that everyone has their own expertise, and in the field of medicinal herb cultivation, it probably wouldn't be long before Ye Qingyun surpassed him.

After finishing his morning exercise, Han Feng went back to his room to continue building puppets, spending the whole day hammering and banging away.

Despite the massive consumption of resources, he attempted to create puppets of various models.

Through frequent trial and error, Han Feng's weapon-refining skills improved day by day.

It is worth mentioning that Han Feng has figured out a way to further enhance an eighth-grade spiritual weapon.

Whether it's the Crimson Emperor Armor or the Extreme Lion, the most important thing to improve its quality is the "weapon spirit".

The spirit Jin Xi is still young and has abundant spiritual energy, so it's no problem for her to cultivate and become stronger on her own.

However, the Crimson Emperor Armor is different; its spirituality has been dormant for too long and has lost the ability to develop further.

So Han Feng infused the immature "Spirit of the Vermilion Bird" into the Crimson Emperor Armor and trained it daily with the Spirit Fire of Ten Thousand Beasts. Its spirituality finally showed signs of recovery.

Unfortunately, it's still a long way from being restored to a ninth-grade sacred artifact. If there were a large amount of soul essence, the process could be accelerated.

However, Han Feng himself didn't have much of this stuff, so how could he bear to use it on the bottomless pit that is the Crimson Emperor Armor?

Heaven knows how much effort it would take to restore it to its sacred state, and even if it were restored, with my current cultivation level, I would find it difficult to fully control it.

Why not improve yourself first?

Han Feng thought that, apart from a very few naturally occurring spiritual objects, most of the essence of the soul comes from living beings themselves.

If it were to be extracted by force, the methods would be too cruel. Except for using it on mortal enemies, Han Feng would not cross the line.

The Soul Palace, on the other hand, has made numerous preparations for this matter, and the amount of soul essence they have collected over the past thousand years is simply countless.

After I break through the Soul Palace, I can accept this gift from the "enemy".

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Time has not left too deep a mark on Medicine Saint Valley.

The seasons come and go, in endless cycles.

Yao Tianhuo finally contacted Han Feng, saying that he had obtained the Xuanqing Poria. Han Feng took him to the Medicine Saint Valley and explained his plan to him.

Yao Tianhuo was extremely surprised to hear that Han Feng intended to fight against the Soul Palace.

It should be noted that even in his time, the Soul Palace was a major overlord of the Central Plains, and few dared to provoke it.

However, Yao Tianhuo did not refuse and still accepted the task assigned to him by Han Feng.

In his previous life, he was a loner. Although he was a five-star Dou Zun, he did not have a powerful force under his command.

He didn't have an excessive pursuit of power, but since it was for Han Feng's goal, he was willing to do it seriously.

Even if the future enemy is a behemoth.

After Han Feng successfully refined the eighth-grade elixir "Fuling Qingdan", Yaotianhuo went into seclusion.

In just half a month, a powerful aura erupted from the valley, only to recede back into the valley in an instant.

Yao Tianhuo successfully recovered to the late stage of the five-star Dou Zun.

He can now be considered a top-tier expert in the Central Plains.

However, the recovery of his strength did not make Yao Tianhuo too arrogant. After experiencing the battle of the Purple Shattered Ruins, his horizons were also greatly broadened.

Moreover, the next enemy is the Soul Palace. Their cultivation level is at the late stage of the Five-Star Dou Zun. It's enough for them, but if they really encounter a Heavenly Venerable ranked higher, they still won't be enough.

It should be noted that the ten Heavenly Venerables of the Soul Palace are all powerful individuals at the level of Seven-Star Dou Zun or above.

Even the worst is at the level of Empress Nanli.

The strongest among them has even reached the level of a Battle Saint.

The path to confronting the Soul Palace must be taken cautiously, step by step. The slightest mistake could lead to failure and total annihilation.

Although Yao Tianhuo was unaware of the grudges between Han Feng and the Soul Palace, since he had made a decision, he had no choice but to carry it out diligently.

After regaining his strength, Yaotianhuo wanted to venture into the fog sea above once more.

The last time he came down, he was in a terrible state, making a complete fool of himself.

If Han Feng hadn't been holding them back, they probably would have perished in this mysterious sea of ​​fog.

This time, he was determined to regain his dignity.

Han Feng agreed to try again, though he was also a little curious.

He and Yaotianhuo once again passed through the mist that suppressed their soul power, and went straight up. It took them the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before they finally arrived at the top of the valley.

However, the location where it appeared this time was very different from that year, possibly because there was a force in the fog that distorted space, thus causing it to deviate from its direction.

This, in a way, further confirms the mystery of Medicine Saint Valley.

Yao Tianhuo bid farewell to Han Feng and set off alone to establish his power in the Western Regions of Zhongzhou.

This was the location he and Han Feng decided on after discussing it. The Western Regions were harsh and cold, with no overly strong competition. Venerable Tianhuo could first establish a foothold here, and then gradually expand into the Central Region.

After returning to Medicine Saint Valley, Han Feng continued refining weapons and pills.

During the process, his fighting spirit continued to solidify, and his foundation became more stable.

Although advancing quickly through the "Burning Technique" wouldn't negatively impact one's fighting spirit and foundation, and these would naturally recover over time, Han Feng still harbored some reservations.

He felt a subtle resistance to this leap in advancement, as if it were not quite real.

But this is precisely the benefit of the "Burning Technique".

Han Feng has overcome the low point of "Burning Technique" and has gradually cultivated it from a low-level Yellow Rank to a high-level Earth Rank.

In the cultivation world where Heavenly Rank techniques are rare, this is already the most powerful technique.

Accompanying each absorption of a different flame is a huge risk, but the high reward after the risk is the reward of the "Burning Technique".

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The days of spiritual practice are monotonous.

However, Han Feng did keep his promise and stayed with Lin Xian'er and the others for a long time.

On this day, Han Feng's fighting spirit reached its peak, forming a perfect posture.

At the Dou Zong level, Han Feng has reached the end.

Nine-Star Dou Zong Perfection.

The passage of time has made Han Feng's aura unpredictable. At first glance, he seems like an ordinary person, and even the fluctuations of his battle qi cannot be sensed.

The next step is to advance to the Dou Zun level.

Han Feng slowly stood up and flicked out several iron pellets from his hand.