Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

As the strange flames ignited beneath Han Feng's feet, all these techniques were dispelled.

As Han Feng stepped through the gate and looked up, he saw a large amount of soul essence condensed into a small to medium-sized white sphere.

"Heavenly Dao - Devouring Spirits!"

Without hesitation, Han Feng swallowed and refined the white sphere that contained a large amount of soul essence in one gulp.

In an instant, he felt his soul power increase dramatically.

Although he didn't directly break through to the late stage of the Spirit Realm, he took a big step forward in the mid-stage of the Spirit Realm.

He can now fight against Heavenly Venerable level experts with his soul power.

That is, a Five-Star Dou Zun.

Han Feng hasn't tested its specific strength yet, but he feels that this soul essence hasn't been fully digested and may take another half month to completely refine.

At that time, we might go even further.

This is only the soul essence of one Earthly Fiend Hall, and compared with the super reserves of the entire Soul Hall, it can only be considered a drop in the ocean.

Most of the original essence of the soul is usually stored in the Heavenly Gang Hall.

That's where the true high-ranking members of the Soul Palace are located; Han Feng doesn't yet have the strength to confront them.

After obtaining the essence of the soul, Han Feng continued his exploration.

The real reason he came to destroy a Di Sha Palace now was because of the "Spirit Devouring and Life-Severing Array" hidden beneath it!

This formation is too terrifying. If it is not dealt with in advance, it will become a problem when the formation is actually activated later.

The entire Central Plains will be plunged into mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Han Feng took a step and arrived at a hidden space, where he threw a punch.

Space shattered, and a large hole was blasted into the floor of the Earthly Fiend Hall.

Han Feng's gaze sharpened.

Below the cave entrance, the blood energy was condensed to a tangible form, captivating the soul.

Chapter 121 Martial Uncle

The Soul Devouring and Life-Severing Array is a ninth-grade array. When mastered by a peak expert, it can cover an entire continent, turning it into a blood-red prison.

You can get in, but you can't get out.

Unless a highly skilled cultivator can create a protective array of the same level, they cannot escape the slaughter of the Soul Devouring Life-Severing Array.

Han Feng studied the formation for a long time, but still couldn't figure out its mysteries.

Even a ninth-grade formation, even just a sub-formation, is beyond the capabilities of an amateur like Han Feng.

Any skill is not difficult to learn, but the effort required to reach the pinnacle is unimaginable.

Han Feng's achievement of reaching the ninth rank in alchemy is already a rare feat in the world, but as for formations... he simply has no way of knowing how.

After looking at it for a while and confirming that it was a problem he couldn't solve, Han Feng raised his hand and formed a seal.

"Qinglian Earth Heart Fire."

"rise!"

The earth suddenly began to tremble, and a force from the depths of the earth caused the base of the mountain to crack.

Blue flames spread outwards from Han Feng's feet in concentric circles, making the surrounding air incredibly hot.

hum!

A gigantic blue lotus phenomenon slowly rose, blooming and supporting the entire hall.

Han Feng stood in the center of the Azure Lotus, looking down at the mountain range below where a section had suddenly disappeared.

If you can't break the great formation, I'll move your entire palace!

Han Feng spread his arms and mobilized the power of space.

The blue lotus shone brilliantly in the night sky.

Unfortunately, no one watched it.

Han Feng clenched his fists tightly, summoning the Void God Tablet, instantly expanding the surrounding spatial power several times over.

Spatial Exile!

A series of mysterious spatial patterns spread out, enveloping the entire Di Sha Palace.

The next instant, Han Feng threw the Earthly Fiend Palace into another dimension.

He left a mark inside the hall beforehand, so he could go there at any time, but it would be difficult for others to find it.

Han Feng moved an entire mountain for the sake of a single branch formation; what he did today was truly insane.

But this is for the best, it saves us from having to deal with the aftermath.

Han Feng strolled above the clouds, pondering how to solve the "Soul Devouring Annihilation Array".

Since you can't solve it yourself, go find someone who can.

The Grandmasters of Formations on the mainland are not unique to the Soul Clan.

Gu Yuan, the patriarch of the ancient clan, was also quite skilled in formations.

Peak experts like them have a very high level of understanding and can easily reach heights that are difficult for ordinary people to attain.

However, Han Feng definitely won't be able to find Gu Yuan.

Even if you know someone's daughter, it's still inappropriate.

On the contrary, his own teacher had a wide circle of friends and knew a master of formations.

Han Feng recalled the name of that senior.

Wang Shu, the leader of the Hidden Sect.

A rare ninth-rank grandmaster of formations in this era.

He is also a semi-saint level expert.

In his previous life, Han Feng had visited this senior master once and met him.

After he broke through to the Half-Saint realm, he even sought out this senior to discuss formation techniques.

A large part of Han Feng's current rudimentary knowledge of formations comes from this expert.

The other party spoke highly of Han Feng, saying that he had the potential to become a true saint in the future.

As he predicted, Han Feng advanced to the Dou Sheng realm within a century, becoming famous throughout the continent.

However, this predecessor advocated seclusion, and the Hidden Sect he founded can be seen from its name.

Unless Han Feng goes to him, there is no news of this master outside.

Even during the subsequent war between the Soul Clan and the Hidden Sect, this sect leader carried out his principles to the end, closing the door so that no one could find him.

Han Feng remembered that his teacher possessed a token of the Hidden Sect.

With this, one can unlock the hidden space and enter the mountain to pay a visit.

Unfortunately, the teacher has now vanished, and the secret token of the Hidden Sect is nowhere to be found.

Thinking of this, Han Feng decided to go to Yao Chen's former residence in Xingyun Pavilion tomorrow to look for it. Maybe his teacher left something behind?

That night, Han Feng rested in the Void Palace and replenished the Void God Stele with energy.

The next morning, he made a sudden appearance at Yao Chen's former residence.

However, something unexpected happened.

Inside Yao Chen's former residence, a middle-aged man with long, light blue hair was drinking tea alone. His handsome face carried an inescapable loneliness.

As soon as Han Feng appeared, the middle-aged man looked over.

Their eyes met, and the atmosphere instantly solidified.

The teacup that Feng Xian had just raised was stopped in his hand and then crushed into dust by an unstoppable, terrifying force.

"Han Feng!"

Feng Xian stood up abruptly, his gaze fixed intently on the other person.

"Master Uncle..."

Han Feng looked somewhat embarrassed. He hadn't expected to be so unlucky, running into Feng Xian on his rare trip.

How did you get here?

Feng Xian spoke sternly, his fighting spirit surging in his hand, instantly sealing off the surrounding space.

The power of a four-star Dou Zun is indeed formidable, not to mention that Feng Xian is no ordinary four-star Dou Zun.

The aura he exuded was several times stronger than that of the old man in black robes yesterday.

I'm afraid even the true master of the Earthly Fiend Palace, "Venerable Ten Thousand Blades," is not half as powerful as Feng Xian.

Han Feng stood silently in place.

He had been deliberately trying to forget what his predecessor had done, and his visit to Yaochen's former residence was more about remembering the traces of his former teacher.

But reality cruelly reminded him that there were some things he had to face.

Looking at Feng Xian, who clearly carried a hint of hostility, Han Feng knew what the other party was suspicious of.

Did Yao Chen's death have anything to do with me?

No one knew the answer better than Han Feng.

If I say it, a major battle is bound to break out today.

Han Feng can defeat Feng Xian. He might have won by a narrow margin before, but after refining the soul's origin, his chances of winning are much higher.

Even if Feng Xian has the advantage of timing, location, and popular support, Han Feng remains fearless.

However, he did not want to fight Feng Xian.

After his rebirth, he diligently cultivated himself all the way, all for the sake of protecting the people in front of him.

Pointing a knife at them? How could that be possible...?

After a long silence, Han Feng finally spoke: "It seems that some things can no longer be kept from Senior Uncle Feng."

Han Feng took out the Void God Tablet again, and Feng Xian's pupils shrank.

"It's you!"

"Are you the man in black from the Spirit Mountain in the Southern Region?"

When Han Feng suddenly arrived here, Feng Xian noticed this thing, but Han Feng put it away too quickly, so he didn't confirm it.

After careful examination, Feng Xian finally remembered the person who had tricked many powerful figures in the Southern Region's Spirit Mountain and taken away the treasures from the palace.

"This object is called the Void God Stele. It can traverse without regard to spatial barriers. Martial Uncle, if I want to leave, you cannot stop me."

Han Feng said.

Feng Xian narrowed his eyes, snorted coldly, and withdrew the surging spatial power around him.

What Han Feng said is probably true. Back then, Mount Ling was a semi-saint secret realm, yet he still left safely.

I am only a four-star Dou Zun. Even with the help of the Starfall Pavilion, I probably won't be able to trap him.

Han Feng sighed and decided that this time he would not run away.

He walked to the coffee table, sat down, poured a cup of tea for Feng Xian, and poured one for himself as well.

"Uncle-Master, have some tea."

Han Feng respectfully offered a teacup.

Feng Xian stared at Han Feng the whole time, as if trying to see through his heart.

However he viewed it that way, the person standing before him now was a Han Feng who respected his teacher.

Feng Xian lowered his eyes, took the tea, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Let's talk."