Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

The appearance of the Black Demon Lightning signifies that heaven and earth have taken notice of the birth of this sacred power.

Even Han Feng couldn't guarantee that he could easily neutralize the Black Demon Lightning.

Fortunately, he was only at the half-step ninth rank, and the black demon lightning brewed by heaven and earth had not yet reached its full potential.

At most, it only has the power of a half-saint.

Han Feng took a deep breath, and six colored flame patterns began to spread across his body, eventually forming a Flame God Mask on his face.

"Flame God Transformation".

"All six patterns open simultaneously!"

boom!

A powerful aura emanated from the top of the Star Tower. Yao Chen and Feng Xian's expressions changed as they stared in shock at Han Feng slowly ascending into the sky.

His long, flowing hair, like the tail of a flame, danced wildly beneath the oppressive thunderclouds.

The powerful laws of fire spread.

The fire element system in the air has been elevated to an unimaginable level.

Even the mighty power of the heavens paled in comparison to this surge.

The "Flame God Transformation" he unleashed, based on the peak of the Eighth Rank Dou Zun, directly elevated Han Feng's cultivation to a level infinitely close to that of a Half-Saint.

In terms of strength, he already possesses the qualifications to rival a half-saint, but without the corresponding understanding of the laws and domains, no matter how strong he is, he is nothing more than a brute with empty strength.

Fortunately, Han Feng was not lacking in this kind of insight.

He slowly raised his hands, and a ray of golden light emanated from his body.

Bodhi Sutra

Subduing the mind and attaining enlightenment!

The sudden surge of power was now completely absorbed by Han Feng, and even every wisp of flame was under his control.

Rumble!

The black lightning crackled faintly, as if sensing the threat from the humans on the ground.

Oh!

It's too late, but it's soon.

In an instant, the pitch-black lightning bolt opened its giant mouth like a black dragon and swallowed Han Feng.

"God's Ashes".

Han Feng released his palm, and an energy ball containing the essence of six flames emitted a light that could burn everything.

Two powerful energies collided.

The sky was bright white.

The five Heavenly Demon Puppets absorbed the Black Demon Lightning that Han Feng had scattered with all their might. Even the remaining lightning alone pushed them to their respective limits.

Samsung Douzun.

Five three-star Dou Zun.

In the subsequent battles, their confidence increased even further.

The delayed roar then rang out, and the Starfall Pavilion members felt their ears go blank as the sound of the sky collapsing and the earth splitting spread from the sky.

Feng Xian and Yao Chen deployed their battle qi shields to resist the energy storm, protecting Mu Qingluan behind them.

"Won't this power shatter the star field?"

Feng Xian thought with a sense of shock.

The power of the move that Feng'er just used was beyond Feng Xian's comprehension.

Only Yao Chen's eyes were slightly vacant, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Is this Han Feng really his apprentice?

Could it be that he has been possessed by a powerful being?

Otherwise, how could he have unleashed combat power comparable to a half-saint during the eighth-level Dou Zun stage?

His understanding of the laws and his grasp of the saintly realm have far surpassed those of Yao Chen, who has only just embarked on this path.

But if he was truly possessed, why would he remember things from the past?

Why go through so much trouble to find yourself and revive yourself?

Yao Chen became increasingly puzzled as he thought about it, and eventually attributed these reasons to the thirty years he had been asleep.

In these thirty years, Han Feng must have undergone some kind of transformation that he could not have imagined.

I wonder who could have nurtured a young person who had just begun their cultivation to this level?

Yao Chen felt somewhat ashamed of himself.

Under his tutelage, Han Feng became an ingrate, a traitor who chose to murder his teacher.

If there was anyone who could bring about such a dramatic change in him, Yao Chen would be sincerely grateful to him.

He had fantasized countless times if that incident were just a dream, if Han Feng were a disciple he could be proud of.

But he knew this was impossible.

Unless a miracle happens.

Now that the seemingly impossible goal has suddenly come true, Yao Chen feels somewhat lost and helpless.

Because he knows his disciple too well...

In mid-air, the Flame God Mask slowly dissipated, and Han Feng suppressed his surging aura, holding a small golden monkey in his hands as he landed in front of Yao Chen.

"Teacher, the semi-saint pill has been successfully prepared."

Han Feng handed the golden monkey in his hand to Yao Chen; this was the spiritual object transformed from the Half-Saint Pill.

Yao Chen suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind, accepted the Half-Saint Pill, and felt the rich spiritual energy in his palm.

It truly lives up to its reputation as a pill that is halfway to the ninth grade.

Its spirituality is far superior to that of the spiritual beings formed from the Nine-Colored Thunder.

"Feng'er, that move you just used was really impressive!"

Feng Xian then walked up, patted Han Feng's shoulder hard, and said happily.

Now, Han Feng has not only become a good junior disciple in his eyes, but he is also incredibly powerful.

The future of Starfall Pavilion now has something to rely on!

"Senior brother, I didn't know you were this strong!"

Mu Qingluan followed closely behind Feng Xian, stepped forward, grabbed Han Feng's collar, and flattered him.

"It's just using a secret technique, teacher. When do you plan to break through?"

Yao Chen pondered for a moment.

"Let's do it tomorrow. It's not good to drag it out any longer."

Since we have this opportunity, let's seize it and not be afraid.

"Ah."

Han Feng nodded.

"Then Feng'er wishes the teacher all the best in advance, that he may achieve his goal."

"I hope so."

Yao Chen looked at the semi-saint pill in his hand and said.

When do you plan to launch the attack?

"It should only take a few days."

Han Feng said.

"Teacher, you don't need to feel pressured. Just focus on making progress."

"Yes, as long as I'm with Feng'er, you don't need to worry about his current strength."

Feng Xian said.

Yao Chen glared at his old friend.

You really know how to talk!

However, it is indeed true that I am no longer a match for Han Feng.

If he breaks through to the Half-Saint level, he might still have a chance to display the majesty of a teacher.

"Then I'll go into seclusion. You all take care."

After Yao Chen finished speaking, he transformed into a beam of white light and flew towards a distant mountain peak.

Breaking through to the demigod level is no easy feat; the process can take months or even years.

However, given Yao Chen's resources, it shouldn't take that long.

"Uncle-Master, let's go."

After Yao Chen left, Han Feng and Feng Xian prepared to discuss the attack on the Soul Palace.

Seeing her master and senior brother begin their serious discussion, Mu Qingluan obediently withdrew.

The two entered the first floor of the Star Tower and had a two-hour discussion.

......

"Alright, I'll take care of the puppet army issue."

"Controlling thousands of puppets now would be quite a challenge even for my master's soul power, wouldn't it?"

"Have you forgotten that I also received a legacy from the spiritual mountain in the Southern Region?"

Feng Xian smiled and took out the array inheritance he had obtained from the Void God Palace.

This formation is actually a formation that manipulates puppets on a large scale, and can even further merge the puppets.

Back in the main hall, this formation held back an entire Dou Zun team.

"Heavenly Spirit Battle Formation".

Han Feng looked at the name of the formation and nodded.

"In that case, the matter of deploying the puppets will be left to my senior master."

One person controls thousands of puppets, many of which are fifth or sixth tier.

Feng Xian's weapon-refining skills, combined with formations, have become increasingly profound and unfathomable.

"Okay, let's go to the Heavenly Fire Pavilion and finish refining the last batch of things."

Feng Xian said.

Over the years, Feng Xian has become a regular visitor to the underground fiery cave of the Heavenly Fire Pavilion.

"Senior Uncle, is there anything you need to explain in the Starfall Pavilion?"

Before leaving, Han Feng gave a reminder.

"No need, Qingluan knows what to do."

Every time Feng Xian went out, Mu Qingluan knew it was time for her to take the temporary leader's seat.

Although many elders jointly govern the area, ultimately, Mu Qingluan is the rightful disciple of Feng Xian.

She wields considerable influence.

"Qingluan...she should be participating in the upcoming Four Directions Pavilion Grand Competition, right?"

"Yes, but that's still a long way off, it'll be next year."

As Feng Xian spoke, he shook his head and said, "Moreover, once we successfully conquer all the Earthly Fiend Halls, the situation in Zhongzhou will likely change drastically. At that time, it's uncertain whether the Four Directions Pavilion Grand Competition can be held."

"This battle won't last long."