Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

Han Feng played with the Nine Dragons Thunderfire for a while, and when it was too exhausted to struggle, he simply dragged it to the Strange Fire Plaza.

Above the Strange Fire Plaza, six flames of different shapes and colors stared intently at the newly arrived members.

The silver dragon was all alone and helpless, like a little beast that had been played with and ruined.

The Myriad Beast Spirit Fire emitted a muffled laugh, a sound that was a fusion of many beast roars.

It seems quite interested in the Nine Dragons Thunderfire.

Han Feng's mind stirred slightly, and the Myriad Beast Spirit Fire transformed into a fire dragon, rushing towards the silver dragon.

Gulu!

One mouthful.

The Myriad Beasts Spirit Fire engulfed the silver dragon, and Han Feng changed his hand seals, quickly beginning to fuse with the strange fire.

Time passed slowly, and Han Feng closed his eyes and focused his energy, proceeding step by step in a methodical manner.

Compared to the initial awkwardness in fusing with the strange fire, this time it was much easier, and there were almost no unexpected situations.

Gradually, strands of silver lightning were born from the fused strange fire in Han Feng's dantian.

boom!

A ring of silver lightning dissipated, and a violent arc of silver lightning erupted from Han Feng's body, his aura surging rapidly.

"My cultivation technique has broken through!"

Han Feng's lips curled slightly as he formed a new hand seal.

Above the mountain peak, a vast amount of celestial and terrestrial energy converged, forming a tornado-like energy surge.

Visions of heaven and earth!

This is a sign of advancement in a Heavenly Rank cultivation technique.

Rumble!

However, at that very moment, a white flame shot into the sky from another mountain peak.

As if to reflect each other, two powerful auras erupted simultaneously.

Peak of the Ninth Revolution Dou Zun!

Han Feng took a step forward, and the final barrier within his body, which was close to the Saint Realm, was naturally broken through.

On the other side, a semi-saintly aura, surpassing even a Dou Zun, rapidly spread across the sky, even suppressing Han Feng's Dou Qi.

Half Saint!

With her long, snow-white hair, Yao Chen slowly emerged from the mountain and stepped into the sky.

The master and apprentice looked at each other across the distance, both of them smiling.

"Disciple congratulates Master on entering the sacred realm!"

Han Feng bowed to Yao Chen from afar.

Yao Chen gently raised his hand, and a mysterious force, despite the vast distance, helped Han Feng up.

Chapter 202 Heart-to-heart talk

"You two, master and disciple, are quite something, you even have to break through together."

Feng Xian flew high into the sky and looked at the two of them helplessly.

Yao Chen smiled faintly and opened his right hand.

The powerful battle aura of a semi-saint realm cultivator, mixed with the power of laws, flowed, indicating that he had broken through the boundaries of the saint realm.

From this day forward, others may call him the Sage of Medicine.

Of course, Yao Chen didn't care much about this title.

Feng Xian watched curiously as the fighting spirit flowed through Yao Chen's palm.

"Is this the battle aura of a semi-saint level expert?"

Indeed, he is quite different from a Dou Zun.

"What, want to give it a try?"

Yao Chen glanced at his old friend and smiled.

"Okay!"

Feng Xian was eager to try.

Fighting a semi-saint was an experience he had never had before.

Even though I know I definitely can't win, experiencing the strength of a semi-saint is still worthwhile.

Anyway, it's just a fight with Yao Chen, so there won't be any danger to his life.

Feng Xian stepped back, and with a single gesture, nine flying swords flew out from another dimension.

Yao Chen smiled and casually unleashed a white burst of battle qi.

The speed at which the fighting spirit shot out wasn't very fast, but Feng Xian had a premonition that he would be unable to dodge the attack no matter what.

The next second, he assumed a defensive stance.

Nine flying swords danced around Feng Xian, forming a defensive sword formation.

"Nine Swords Guardian!"

boom!

Yao Chen's battle aura bombarded Feng Xian's defensive sword formation, and almost instantly, cracks appeared in the formation.

Feng Xian was shocked. Before he could react, Yao Chen's fighting spirit pressed him and the sword formation down.

hateful!

So strong!

Feng Xian used all his skills to continuously manipulate his flying sword to attack Yao Chen's wisp of fighting spirit.

Finally, just before crashing to the ground, Feng Xian gritted his teeth and roared, unleashing a massive sword light that neutralized Yao Chen's battle aura.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

Feng Xian stood with his feet firmly on the ground, panting heavily, feeling a sense of exhaustion.

He tried his best to deal with it, but he barely managed to block a casual attack from a half-saint.

This was even with Yao Chen holding back.

How did Feng'er defeat the Soul Palace Half-Saint before?

Feng Xian couldn't help but think to himself.

Even though Feng'er's cultivation level is much higher than his own, the gap between him and a half-saint is still enormous.

Han Feng came to the ground and helped Feng Xian, who was drenched in sweat, to his feet.

"Uncle-Master, Master has just broken through to a higher realm, so he may not have mastered the power properly."

He comforted.

Feng Xian wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"It's alright. This is what a half-saint's power should be like. If it were too weak, I would think it's nothing special."

"Oh, still being stubborn."

Yao Chen flew down from the sky, looked at the somewhat disheveled Feng Xian, and laughed.

Feng Xian curled his lip, "If you're so capable, let your apprentice fight you."

"Let me tell you, before he broke through to the Ninth Revolution Dou Zun, he had already defeated more than one Soul Palace Half-Saint!"

"Oh? Is this happening?"

Yao Chen looked at Han Feng in surprise.

According to Feng Xian, Han Feng defeated a half-saint who possessed a domain of laws, relying solely on his cultivation level of an eighth-level Dou Zun.

This is incredible.

"It wasn't as exaggerated as Uncle Feng said. He only killed a low-level half-saint."

Han Feng said modestly.

The other Second Heavenly Venerable, Gu You, was a high-level Half-Saint. Han Feng would have had to pay a heavy price to defeat him, so he only played with him for a while.

Hearing Han Feng's nonchalant words, Yao Chen, who only had the cultivation of a low-level half-saint, felt a chill run down his spine for no apparent reason.

What do you mean by "just killed a low-level demigod"?

How many more do you want to kill?

"Feng'er, have you already made a move against the Soul Palace?"

"Yes, after the teacher went into seclusion, I led everyone in launching the first attack on the Soul Palace."

Han Feng said to Yao Chen.

"So fast? What was the result?"

"Everything went according to plan, so it can be said to be quite successful."

Yao Chen raised an eyebrow slightly.

They've already killed a Soul Palace Half-Saint, and they still say it's "relatively" perfect.

This kid is being overly modest.

"Has the Soul Palace made any recent reactions?"

Yao Chen continued to ask.

Han Feng was currently handling business in Burning Flame Valley and didn't know much about this, so he turned his gaze to Feng Xian.

"There was definitely some commotion, and quite a lot of it."

Feng Xian's expression turned solemn, and he spoke slowly.

"Many forces in the Western Regions have been attacked by the Soul Hall. Wherever the Soul Hall goes, life is extinguished. This time, they are openly collecting souls."

This method is the fastest, but it also easily attracts resentment.

The Soul Palace used to operate covertly, shrouded in mystery, but now they are completely uninhibited.

Yao Chen nodded solemnly.

It seems that Han Feng's actions have indeed caused considerable losses to the Soul Palace; otherwise, they wouldn't be in such a hurry.

"According to my investigation, the Soul Palace is currently recruiting and absorbing Dou Zun powerhouses from the Central Plains, giving them powerful fighting techniques and cultivation methods."

Feng Xian shook his head.

"I'm afraid it won't be long before the Soul Palace's strength actually increases further."

Yao Chen looked at Han Feng, "Feng'er, what do you think we need to do now?"

"do nothing."

Han Feng answered quickly.

"Are we just going to let the Soul Palace run rampant like this?"

"No, that's not it. It's just that the Soul Extermination Division can handle this matter. The Starfall Pavilion and the Heavenly Fire Pavilion should not get involved."

Han Feng said.

The Soul Palace's move was not only to make up for its losses, but also to lure out the Soul Slaughtering Division.

If other forces were to oppose the Soul Palace at this time, it would inevitably be regarded as a mortal enemy and dragged into the previous shameful war.

Upon hearing this answer, Yao Chen nodded.

"Then let's do it."

This matter was originally led by Han Feng, with Yao Chen inquiring about the details but not interfering too much.