Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

Han Feng continued to ask.

"Just like before, nothing has happened."

Han Feng nodded.

It seems it's time to step in and throw the gradually calming situation into chaos once again.

If we miss this opportunity, it will be almost impossible to take down the Heavenly Gang Palace in a short period of time.

After all, Han Feng still needs some time before he can break through to become a true Dou Sheng.

"What are you going to do?"

Feng Xian looked at Han Feng and asked.

Han Feng said, "We have already achieved a partial victory. It's unrealistic to think we can win by using tricks again."

"Only by killing, killing them all, can we possibly lure out that person in the Heavenly Gang Palace."

Feng Xian and Yao Tianhuo exchanged a glance and fell silent.

Han Feng is planning to confront the Soul Palace head-on... Who gave him the courage?

"Are you so sure you can lure out the Dou Sheng in the Tian Gang Palace? Even if you do, the time you have is extremely limited."

Feng Xian advised.

"I know my limits. If something is impossible, I won't force it."

Han Feng replied.

"Alright, what do you need us for this time?"

Feng Xian agreed to Han Feng's plan.

You can't disagree, this kid's got some opinions now.

They are stronger than me, and I can neither argue with them nor beat them.

Getting old...

"No need, I can manage on my own this time."

Han Feng said confidently.

With more people around, it feels more like a burden to him now.

Only a master of the teacher's caliber could alleviate some of the pressure on Han Feng.

Feng Xian and Yao Tianhuo are strong enough to defeat the Soul Palace Heavenly Venerable, but that's only because they haven't encountered a truly formidable opponent.

"one person?"

"you sure?"

Han Feng didn't speak, but simply revealed his soul fluctuations. Feng Xian and Yao Tianhuo were stunned and speechless for a long time.

That surge of spiritual energy just now was ridiculously strong...

"You, you've broken through to the Heavenly Realm?"

Feng Xian exclaimed in shock.

Yao Tianhuo stroked his beard excitedly, giving his large, restless hands something to do.

"At the Heavenly Realm... they can refine ninth-grade pills, right?"

Yaotianhuo murmured.

"Indeed."

Han Feng nodded.

"Feng'er, you've completely surpassed your teacher now."

Feng Xian sighed.

"Alright, since you have such strength, we won't advise you any further. Just be careful."

Feng Xian gave his instructions.

"Senior Uncle, Elder Yao, farewell."

Han Feng bid farewell to the two, turned around, and left Tianhuo Pavilion.

This time, he went straight to the location where the puppet squad had been killed.

After breaking through to the Heavenly Realm, he now had the confidence to fight.

Even if the Soul Palace members were lying in ambush there, Han Feng was not afraid.

At night, the moon is dark and the wind is high.

Han Feng arrived at the outer perimeter of the Soul Palace.

There was no law-based domain set up by a demigod here; it was as if they were deliberately luring people here.

Han Feng put on a mask and manipulated his soul power to change his aura.

Click.

He stepped into the gate of the Soul Palace, the sound of withered leaves crunching under his feet was extremely jarring in the deathly silence of the night.

This was done intentionally by Han Feng.

Because his soul power detected that more and more people were surrounding him.

At such a critical moment, no one will let their guard down.

"Hehehe, so you're the mastermind behind this operation?"

From the darkness, a man in a blood-red robe emerged, his gaze fixed intently on Han Feng.

Xuehe frowned slightly.

He couldn't see through Han Feng's true nature; that mask concealed all his presence.

"Are you all satisfied with the gifts from the Soul Extermination Division?"

Han Feng chuckled softly, his hoarse voice emanating from behind the mask.

"Insanity!"

Blood River, enraged, laughed instead.

This was the first time anyone had dared to be arrogant in front of him.

"Today is your death day!"

A blood-red longsword materialized out of thin air in Xuehe's hand, and he slashed fiercely at Han Feng.

"Blood Demon Slash!"

The fierce battle aura slashed out, and wherever it passed, the world changed color.

This is the strength of a Nine-Star Dou Zun.

Han Feng took a step forward, easily predicting the angle of the attack, and dodged it in the blink of an eye.

boom!

The crimson slash struck the valley not far away.

A large mountain peak, at this moment, is like a cake being sliced, gradually sliding down from its summit.

"His strength is alright, but his accuracy is a bit lacking."

Han Feng chatted as he passed the time.

"What, are you the only one who dares to go on stage?"

Blood River sneered.

"Hehehe, I can easily take care of you all by myself!"

Blood River lunged forward and launched another fierce attack.

"Useless effort."

Han Feng said something, then raised his sword finger and pointed it forward.

"Two fingers can transform mountains and rivers!"

boom!

The finger strike swiftly entered Xuehe's body, and he was hit before he even had a chance to react.

Xuehe quickly retreated to check his injuries.

"What a scare..."

Relieved that he did not feel any particular pain, Xuehe breathed a sigh of relief.

However, this time, being hit without any chance to dodge made Xuehe learn his lesson.

He stopped attacking blindly and began to accumulate strength, waiting for Han Feng to reveal a weakness.

Time passed second by second, but Han Feng still didn't make a move.

Finally, Blood River grew impatient and unleashed another slash.

In an instant, Han Feng moved. He grabbed Xue He's blood-red longsword and flicked it away.

"Heh, I'm waiting for my finger strike to kick in. What are you waiting for?"

Han Feng said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuehe suddenly felt the blood energy stored in his body surge.

His practice of the "Blood Transformation Technique" allows him to absorb the blood and energy of others to enhance himself.

The technique progresses rapidly and its power is considerable, but it has a side effect: it is susceptible to interference from foreign blood energy.

Under normal circumstances, there won't be any problems with the "Blood Transformation Technique" to suppress the enemy, but the key is that special attacks from the enemy may disrupt this balance.

Just like it is now.

"what!!"

Blood River withdrew rapidly, quickly tapping his body a few times, but to no avail.

"How could this be?"

"My cultivation!"

Blood River was greatly alarmed.

His cultivation technique was based on blood and qi, but now that his blood and qi are dissipating, his cultivation level is gradually declining.

In just a few seconds, he had already fallen to the mid-stage of the Nine-Star Dou Zun realm.

If this continues, the consequences will be unimaginable!

"Shuowu, save me!"

Blood River shouted towards the sky.

"waste."

A man in a light blue robe emerged from the void, looking down at the two of them.

The aura emanating from him was subtle yet powerful, completely different from that of the Blood River.

Half Saint!

Chapter 191 Annihilation of the Saint

Shuowu Tianzun is the third-ranked Tianzun among the nine Tianzun of the Soul Palace.

His cultivation level was that of a low-level semi-saint, second only to the Great Celestial Venerable and the Second Celestial Venerable.

The semi-saint domains that were previously set up in various places were probably created by this person.

Beneath the mask, Han Feng glanced at the other person with great interest.

Have they deployed a demigod?