Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

Six-Colored Thunderclap!

Even in Zhongzhou, there are very few alchemists who can refine pills of this quality, right?

What powerful being has descended upon the empire to refine a pill with six-colored lightning?

In the ancestral home of the royal family, Sikong Chan looked up at the sky outside the window in a dark room filled with books.

"Looks like we need to hurry."

Sikong Chan withdrew her gaze and focused her attention on the manuscript in front of her.

She had already deciphered most of the contents on the tortoise shell.

The manuscript begins with the five large characters "Xuanwu Tianzu Jing".

The six-colored thunderclouds above the palace have attracted the attention of everyone in the city.

The occurrence of unusual phenomena naturally attracts a lot of attention.

Some ministers were worried.

The six-colored thunderclouds, with their accumulated power of heaven and earth, have exceeded the scope of what they can defend against.

Now that the Empress has not shown up, what should we do if the palace is struck by this lightning?

The generals arrived together on the rooftops of various houses, their fighting spirits subtly surging.

They were on standby, ready to be the next line of defense should the thunderbolts breach the imperial city's defensive formations.

However, at that moment, the thunderclouds changed again.

Boom!

Seven colors.

The generals' eyelids twitched slightly when they saw the seventh color of lightning appear.

Before they could even react in surprise, another clap of thunder rang out.

Eight colors...

The generals felt a slight chill run down their spines.

That level of thunder would kill, wouldn't it?

Boom!

When the ninth bolt of lightning struck, the imperial city fell into a deathly silence.

Both the alchemists and the military officers preparing for defense fell silent.

As the nine bolts of lightning crisscrossed in the sky, an aura of world destruction slowly spread throughout the entire city.

If such a thunderbolt were to strike, wouldn't the entire Vermilion Bird City be reduced to ashes?

The crowd, who had been watching the show, were now filled with fear and trepidation.

escape?

Can they escape?

In the dark room, the Empress finished translating the last word, then quickly put the manuscript into her storage ring and flew outside.

She was also somewhat alarmed at this moment.

How did Han Feng manage to refine an eighth-grade pill with nine-colored lightning?

He's so capable!

Fortunately, he is now a nine-star Dou Zun, and with his full strength, he can still block the nine-colored pill lightning.

In the alchemy room, Han Feng took a deep breath.

almost.

It's time to complete the elixir.

Han Feng clenched his fist, and the Nine Revolutions Saint Pill was fully formed. At the same time, the nine-colored pill lightning that had gathered in the sky began to sound the horn of attack.

Han Feng lightly leaped to the roof of the alchemy room, gazing at the raging lightning in the sky without changing his expression.

He took out several Heavenly Demon Puppets from his storage ring; they were all of Earth-rank quality.

This opportunity could allow them to become true Heavenly Demon Puppets.

Boom!

As the nine-colored lightning struck, Han Feng released his soul power, which condensed into a giant figure.

"Azure Lotus Guardian!"

hum!

The Azure Lotus Earth Core Flame rapidly expanded, transforming into an azure lotus flower that protected Han Feng.

At the Wenren family residence, Wenren Xuan, who was observing, suddenly clenched his fist.

The Azure Lotus Earth Core Flame belongs to Brother Han!

No, it's the Prince of Zhennan!

Has he actually reached the point of refining nine-colored pill lightning?

boom!

The first bolt of lightning struck, but the Azure Lotus Earth Core Flame perfectly blocked it.

The scattered lightning power was quickly absorbed by the several Heavenly Demon Puppets, and the energy level within the puppets visibly increased.

"Come again!"

Han Feng smiled. This time, he might not only be able to refine a perfect Nine Revolutions Saint Pill, but also create a few more Dou Zun level puppets!

After the first bolt of lightning, Han Feng had a few seconds to prepare. He quickly summoned his innate magnetic field, extended it into the shape of a spearhead, and placed it in the center of the Azure Lotus Earth Core Flame.

Han Feng used the metal-attribute spiritual object as a catalyst to attract lightning.

The second bolt of lightning struck precisely at the innate magnetic field, its power perfectly transmitted through the lotus petals to the Heavenly Demon Puppet.

The third step involved Han Feng using the Sea Heart Flame as a buffer layer to neutralize the force of the falling lightning and prevent the palace beneath his feet from being destroyed.

One after another, Han Feng constructed the most suitable pattern for resisting and transmitting Dan Lei.

By the time he reached the ninth round, he felt no pressure at all.

boom!

As the last bolt of lightning struck, the seven Heavenly Demon Puppets beside Han Feng turned completely golden.

The energy of the Nine-Colored Thunder was dispersed among the seven puppets, weakening it considerably, but it was still enough for them to advance.

The accumulated thunderclouds in the sky slowly dissipated, and the people of the whole city finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately, they began to wonder who that enormous soul figure was.

Not only can it refine pills that produce nine-colored lightning, but it can also block nine bolts of lightning.

A combination of alchemy skill and physical strength!

When did the empire acquire such talent?

Wenren Xuan had already recognized Han Feng's identity.

He witnessed the entire birth and dissipation of Danlei, and his heart was filled with endless emotions.

Back then, Han Feng was only a Dou Zong level cultivator, so the gap between him and himself wasn't that huge.

But in the blink of an eye, a few years have passed, and he has reached a height that I can only look up to.

"Truly worthy of being called Brother Han!"

Wenren sighed deeply.

Looking back now, he feels it was the greatest honor of his life to have been able to work with Han Feng.

After the commotion subsided, Han Feng put away his various techniques, and the seven Heavenly Demon Puppets, which had already reached the Dou Zun level, flew back into his hand.

In the Southern Li Empire, the Heavenly Demon Puppet is a forbidden technique; it's best not to show it, as it could easily cause adverse effects.

Back in the alchemy room, a golden deer was running around wildly in the Myriad Beasts Cauldron, making loud thumping noises.

Han Feng raised his hand and captured him.

Eighth-grade pills already possess strong spirituality, and those of the nine-colored pill lightning level can even condense into a living being.

Han Feng channeled his soul power into the golden deer, and with a gentle tap, the deer stopped moving and lay quietly in place, transforming back into a plump, golden pill.

"Nine-Turn Elixir to Sainthood"

Han Feng placed the pill in his palm and examined it closely.

Not bad, not bad, all my hard work wasn't wasted.

With this elixir, the Empress should be able to condense the Nine Revolutions more quickly and advance towards the Saint Realm.

In his previous life, he also used this elixir to quickly pass through the Nine Revolutions stage within a few years.

Sikong Chan flew over at that moment.

"That's amazing, he actually dealt with Danlei all by himself."

Han Feng smiled gently and handed the pill to the Empress.

"If an alchemist cannot even handle the pill lightning, it means his skills are not up to par."

Sikong Chan took the pill and examined it carefully.

"Thank you."

She carefully put away the pills and took out the paper manuscript containing the analysis.

"Look at it."

Chapter 163 Preparing for Resurrection

Han Feng took the manuscript, paused for a moment when he saw the first five words, and then quickly scanned it.

"This is... a cultivation manual?"

The empress nodded.

"It should be the legacy left by Xuanwu on the Dou Qi Continent. The Vermilion Bird Divine Envoy also left behind a similar technique called the Vermilion Bird Purification Scripture."

"The Vermilion Bird Purification Canon?"

"Yes, this is also a traditional cultivation technique passed down in my Sikong family."

Han Feng nodded.

He continued to study the text on the paper, feeling that the "Xuanwu Tianzu Scripture" was extremely profound.

Preliminary speculation suggests it is at least at the Heavenly Rank.

At this moment, the Empress picked up the Xuanwu tortoise shell and lit the Nanming Fire in her hand.

"Besides this technique, there are some other secrets on the tortoise shell."

Han Feng looked at the tortoise shell and saw that, driven by the Nanming Fire, a mysterious starry sky pattern lit up on the shell.

"These are... coordinates in the starry sky?"

"Yes."

Sikong Chan said.

"This coordinate should hold the secret of Xuanwu."

Sikong Chan returned the tortoise shell to Han Feng.

"Where did you obtain the Xuanwu inheritance from?"

she asked with some curiosity.

"Northwest Continent".

"The North...?"