Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

"Hmph, you lowly scoundrels, how dare you provoke my Soul Palace!"

Although the hundred or so puppets in front of them were formidable, they could be easily suppressed in a short time as long as a powerful protector-level expert intervened.

Not to mention, inside the main hall, there is also a powerful elder!

However, the next second, the guardian who had just made the move was blasted away by several beams of white light.

After the white-robed puppets finished setting up the Sea-Suppressing Pearl, they left twelve people to maintain the formation, while the rest attacked the main hall from all directions.

"Douzong!"

The guardian coughed up blood and stared in horror at the figures in front of him.

The Earthly Fiend Palace has many powerful members of the Soul Clan, including ten guardians. However, they usually have a lot of work to do and are often on field missions, so the number of troops guarding the palace at this time is not as many as in its heyday, with only four guardians.

Faced with the siege of twelve Dou Zong, even though some of the guardians were highly skilled, they were forced to retreat in defeat.

"presumptuous!"

Finally, a voice mixed with powerful fighting spirit came from the back hall.

A terrifying old man in black robes stepped forward.

hum!

The surrounding spatial forces were instantly locked, and several people nearby were even unable to move due to the pressure of the spatial forces.

Black energy rippled in the palm of the old man in black robes, and a headless ghost figure slowly rose behind him.

"Twelve Dou Zong, what a brilliant move!"

The old man swung his right fist, and the headless ghost also raised its right arm.

Punch out!

Endless ghostly energy, mixed with fierce killing intent, swept over the puppets.

The twelve white-robed Dou Zong quickly formed a battle formation and joined forces to resist.

boom!

A piercing metallic cutting sound rang out, and a wave of black and red air rippled through the hall.

The power of the twelve Dou Zong was not to be underestimated. They successfully blocked the attack of the Soul Hall Elder, and then, taking advantage of the cover of the black mist, they quickly attacked the seriously injured Soul Hall Protector.

The old man in black robes turned cold and immediately roared.

"How brave!"

Swish!

A golden light flashed in the darkness.

The black-robed old man's pupils contracted, and he hurriedly summoned his ghost form to defend himself.

The golden blade struck the ghost, immediately leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound.

Bang bang bang!

The old man staggered back several steps before finally regaining his balance.

He looked ahead in horror and saw a figure dressed in black robes, holding a golden longsword, slowly walking towards him from the gate of the Earthly Fiend Hall.

"You, who are you?"

"The person who killed you."

Han Feng took a step forward, and his golden sword instantly unleashed a barrage of slashes like a rainstorm.

The battle between the leaders has officially begun.

Han Feng did not use any secret techniques or deploy his armor; he fought against the Venerable Elder entirely based on his Nine-Star Dou Zong Perfection cultivation.

Defeating his opponent is easy, but he also needs to hone his skills.

The elder from the Soul Palace in front of him had the cultivation level of a late-stage One-Star Dou Zun, making him a perfect candidate for a challenge beyond his level.

Han Feng's soul power constantly monitored the Elder's attack movements, intercepting them in advance each time.

The old man in black robes gradually sensed that something was wrong.

The person in front of me is clearly only a nine-star Dou Zong, so why can he fight me to a standstill, and even feel suppressed?

The old man in black robes seized an opportunity to counterattack and threw a powerful punch.

The fist, imbued with immense spatial power and eerie ghostly energy, moved with incredible speed; Han Feng, relying solely on his cultivation level, would have been unable to dodge it.

At the critical moment, Han Feng slightly activated his soul power, and in the next instant, his body emitted a spiritual glow. He leaped into the air like a gentle breeze, dodging the ghost's fist.

"Hehehe, so it's your soul power!"

A greedy look appeared in the old man's eyes.

Such rich spiritual power is truly a gift delivered to our door!

Han Feng was slightly speechless.

What was this person thinking?

If your own soul power were to launch an attack, it could kill you in a single move. You're not afraid, so why are you so happy?

The old man in black robes lunged forward, his desire to attack surging. He used all his strength in every punch, leaving devastation in his wake.

Han Feng dodged the old man's attack, his eyes calm, and drew his sword to strike.

Swish!

Two figures passed each other.

The black-robed old man's greedy expression froze on the spot, and suddenly a fountain of blood spurted from his chest.

"how come......"

Han Feng turned around and slashed down with his sword.

The old man in black robes instinctively raised his hand to block, but the surging force directly shattered half of the ghost's arm. The old man crashed into the ground like a meteor, making a huge thud.

Amidst the smoke and dust, the old man in black robes, his face filled with terror, regained his senses and hurriedly ran outside.

"We can't beat them, we can't beat them..."

Han Feng stood high in the sky, silently watching the elders fleeing below.

He sheathed the golden knife, and a silvery fluid floated in his palm, slowly transforming into a bow and arrow.

Innate magnetic field.

Han Feng straightened his back and aimed at the target.

shoot!

The silver arrow tore through the void and arrived behind the Venerable Elder in the blink of an eye.

A sense of impending death gripped the old man in black robes, and he instinctively detonated his ghostly form.

Rumble!

The Law Body condensed by the Dou Zun powerhouse self-destructed, releasing powerful Dou Qi that surpassed his own cultivation level, thus blocking a fatal blow for the black-robed elder.

The old man in black robes spat out blood, but he dared not linger and used the momentum to fly swiftly toward the edge of the mountain.

This deep mountain terrain is secluded and has many bunkers. Once you go deep into it, you can quickly shake off the pursuers and then you will be safe.

However, a barrier that blended seamlessly with the rainy night completely blocked the old man in black robes from escaping.

The old man in black robes slammed into the barrier, and the force generated by his speed rebounded back onto his head, leaving him momentarily stunned.

After regaining his senses, the old man in black robes frantically pounded on the barrier of the Sea-Suppressing Pearl.

Cracks appeared on the barrier, and the black-robed old man, as if grasping at the last straw, gathered the last of his fighting spirit, ready to fight to the death.

Unfortunately, at this moment, a purple-clad puppet appeared at the center of the formation and stabilized the Zhenhai Barrier with a simple gesture.

This formation is specifically designed for defense. To break through it from the inside is wishful thinking unless one's strength far surpasses that of the defenders.

Previously, Han Feng used the Fallen Heart Flame to break the formation remotely, but clearly, this Elder of the Soul Palace did not possess such a divine artifact.

A deep despair appeared in the old man's eyes.

He never imagined that he would be killed after joining the Soul Hall.

Memories of the past flashed through his mind, and the old man in the black robe felt a chill run down his spine as he suddenly turned around.

A large silver hand gradually enlarged in the pupil, and then everything ended.

Han Feng stared at the corpse of the Soul Hall Elder in his hand, his eyes beneath the cloak revealing an extreme killing intent.

With the Soul Devouring Technique activated, Han Feng refined the Elder's soul in the next moment.

He searched for useful memories within the soul, but unfortunately, the other party seemed unaware of the locations of the other Earthly Fiend Halls, only knowing the locations of a few ordinary branch halls.

"As expected, there is another elder in this Earthly Fiend Hall."

Han Feng received news that was not unexpected.

This is the mighty Earthly Fiend Palace; it's impossible for it to be guarded by only one one-star Dou Zun.

Generally speaking, the Earthly Fiend Hall is guarded by two respected elders, the Hall Master and the Deputy Hall Master.

In this elder's memory, another elder, known as the "Venerable One of Ten Thousand Blades," was the true ruler of this Earthly Fiend Hall.

Late stage of the Three-Star Battle Master!

They possess a secret method for forging weapons using living people as sacrifices.

The "Ten Thousand Blades Venerable's" signature weapon, the "Ten Thousand Soul Blade," is a "fierce weapon" that has been refined from the flesh and blood of tens of thousands of people.

However, this venerable elder is not currently in the Earthly Fiend Hall; he went out a month ago to carry out a very important mission.

Capture a soul at the Dou Zun level.

The value of a Dou Zun's soul is much higher than that of a Dou Zong.

This is precisely why the old man in black robes showed a greedy expression after discovering that Han Feng's soul power was extraordinary.

Once such a soul is captured, a large reward will be obtained. These elders also hope to climb the ranks step by step.

After killing the minor leader, the puppets were left to deal with the remaining Soul Palace envoys.

With the Zhenhai Formation in operation, no one could escape. Han Feng truly succeeded in eliminating all traces of the enemy, leaving no survivors.

Following the elder's memory, Han Feng arrived at the location where the Earthly Fiend Palace stored soul bodies.

The scene before them was a vast open space, with crisscrossing chains binding souls with vacant eyes.

Han Feng did not try to extract any more value from these souls; he simply raised his hand and shattered the chains.

Some souls, freed from the chains, relaxed at the last moment, transforming into specks of soul light and dissipating into the air.

These souls were already exhausted, but they did not dissipate because the Soul Palace wanted to drain their essence and forcibly restrict them.

The soul in this state is in a state that can only be described as worse than death.

Death is a relief.

It is a natural law of the universe that people are reincarnated after death.

Some cultivators possess powerful souls and can exist in the world for a long time using their soul bodies, but they will eventually perish.

The Soul Palace captures those souls lingering in the mortal realm, and if they are helped to be reborn in a better realm, they are not considered to have committed a great sin.

But this almost torture-like method is truly inhumane.

What's even more despicable is that, in order to collect souls, the Soul Palace waged wars everywhere, instigating conflicts between various forces, causing the deaths of a large number of cultivators, and then reaping the benefits.

Among them, the soul power of alchemists is strong, so it is specifically targeted at alchemists.

Danta was dissatisfied with this, but did not choose to formally start a war with the Soul Palace.

It's simply that, when the benefits are weighed, they feel it's not worth it.

Han Feng let these souls dissipate on their own. He had originally thought there might be survivors, but unfortunately, there wasn't a single one.

Unless they are exceptionally valuable souls that the Soul Palace might treat specially, the rest, no matter how strong their cultivation, can only be exploited.

Han Feng walked through the prison cell and entered the deepest part of the underground.

As soon as the door opened, a dark aura surged toward Han Feng. This was a method used by the Soul Palace to protect the origin of the soul. If one was not careful, this aura would entangle the body, leaving a mark that would lead to being hunted down by the Soul Palace day and night.