Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

"revenge."

Mu Qingluan's eyes lit up.

She loves watching excitement.

"Who does Senior Brother want to kill?"

"Nine Netherworld Python".

"what?"

Chapter 260 Beast Domain

Mu Qingluan stood there dumbfounded.

How could anyone do that? They immediately went to kill the Nine Netherworld Python Clan, one of the three great magical beast clans.

Although the Nine Netherworld Python is the weakest among the three major magical beast families, the fact that it bears this title is enough to demonstrate its power.

"just kidding."

"Haha, senior brother, you're just trying to scare me..."

Mu Qingluan gently slapped Han Feng, then walked awkwardly towards the door.

"Then I'm going to sleep?"

"Go on, have a good dream."

Han Feng said with a smile.

The little girl ran out of the door and disappeared into her own room in a flash.

"Little brat, you're scared by a Nine Netherworld Python."

Han Feng shook his head.

Although the person he wanted to take revenge on this time was not himself, and the target of his revenge was not the Nine Netherworld Python.

But this matter is actually related to the Nine Netherworld Python.

The Silver Mastiff Clan destroyed the Golden Lion Clan thanks to the Dark Blood Tiger Clan.

The Netherblood Tiger clan is an appendage of the Nine Netherworld Python.

The matter of collecting the essence blood of magical beasts is also related to the Nine Netherworld Python.

If the revenge is truly accomplished, the Nine Netherworld Python clan might launch an attack against Han Feng and his group.

Of course, Han Feng was not afraid of the Nine Netherworld Python.

If the other party doesn't provoke him, that's lucky. Han Feng will go to the Yellow Springs, cultivate the Nine Nether Wind Flame to maturity, and that will be the end of it.

However, if the other party is foolish enough to launch a direct attack, Han Feng could certainly catch two pets for Qing Lin.

As one of the three major magical beast families, the Nine Netherworld Python Clan's advantage lies in its extensive bloodline vassals.

The large number of offspring resulted in a very large population.

Almost half of the beast realm is under the control of the Nine Netherworld Python and its vassal races.

However, this also resulted in the low bloodline concentration of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan, making their individual strength far inferior to the other two clans.

The most powerful clan leader is now only a one-star Dou Sheng.

If word gets out, they're not even as good as the Dan Tower.

Silent all night.

The first rays of morning sunlight shone into the imperial city.

For some reason, when cultivating inside the imperial city, there is more purple energy coming from the east than outside.

Perhaps it is because of the Vermilion Bird Ancient City that the fire element here is more concentrated, and the gathered energy of heaven and earth is also more pure.

As everyone knows, winters in Suzaku City are not too cold.

After Han Feng and the others finished their morning exercise, they ate the breakfast specially prepared by the imperial city.

The breakfast was delicious, made in the capital, and the ingredients were plentiful.

Although Han Feng is a ninth-grade alchemy grandmaster, he doesn't usually cook.

Eat if there's food, otherwise don't worry about it.

A powerful warrior who has reached the level of a Dou Sheng no longer needs to rely on food to replenish his energy; he can do so simply by breathing in the energy of heaven and earth.

However, enjoying delicious food is a pleasurable activity for human beings.

Han Feng has no intention of giving up this habit.

After a short rest, everyone prepared to set off.

Since Sikong Chan was still in seclusion and unlikely to emerge anytime soon, Han Feng did not go to say goodbye.

His status allowed him free access to and from the capital, so there was naturally no questioning or inspection.

The spirit ship took off directly from the Imperial City Square and flew north, watched by the crowd.

The first stop on the journey was the border of the barbarian tribes.

After Han Feng set the course of the spirit ship, he called his disciple over and said to her:

"Xian'er, the spirit ship will sail automatically. You can rest on the ship. I'll go pick up the Golden Lion Clan."

"Okay Master."

Han Feng nodded, took a step, and disappeared into the spatial passage.

Lin Xian'er walked around the cockpit and looked at the magic array that controlled the spirit ship; it was extremely complex.

Fortunately, the master didn't need my help to drive, otherwise we probably would have crashed.

The only one on the ship who could control the power of space was Xun'er.

Even if Lin Xian'er wore the Heavenly Phoenix Armor, she still couldn't control the power of space.

After all, combat power is combat power, and the law is the law.

Lin Xian'er waited quietly in the driver's seat, while Han Feng had already traversed space and arrived at the city where the Golden Lion Clan lived.

When he dropped Jin Xi off earlier, he left behind spatial coordinates so he could easily pick her up now.

Inside the Golden Lion Clan's territory, everyone was ready to depart at any time.

Although they have lived in the Nanli Empire for many years and their peaceful life is very good, it does not mean that they have forgotten the hatred they once had.

The Silver Mastiffs killed their chieftain and most of the tribe's most talented warriors, leaving only women and children as slaves.

That tragic experience was something the surviving members of the Golden Lion tribe could never forget.

The Golden Lion Clan will not rest until this grudge is avenged.

In the vast square, a sharp glint was hidden in the eyes of all the clansmen.

Jin Xi transformed her sword into a spirit and slowly walked in front of everyone.

Over the past few days, the Golden Lion Clan has been practicing their martial arts daily in preparation for the upcoming battle.

Today's martial arts competition is about to begin. Jin Xi, as the most powerful member of the Golden Lion Clan, will be responsible for guiding the clansmen in their cultivation.

Such an opportunity to receive personal guidance from a Nine-Star Dou Zun is rare.

Under Jin Xi's tutelage, many clansmen's strength improved by leaps and bounds, and their confidence was gradually boosted.

"This combination of fighting techniques is still a bit lacking in terms of connection. Don't be too fast, make the attacks gentler, and don't try to unleash your maximum power right away. It's important to leave room for maneuver."

As Jin Xi explained, she personally demonstrated, and several golden blades of light flew out from her body, transforming into clones that jointly unleashed a combined combat technique.

However, before she could finish practicing the first set of fighting techniques, Jin Xi suddenly stopped what she was doing and turned to look at the sky.

The tribespeople were slightly taken aback, wondering why the princess had suddenly stopped. They followed Jin Xi's gaze and looked up at the sky.

Suddenly, a person appeared out of nowhere, standing there.

Han Feng descended from the sky step by step, looking at the Golden Lion Clan with a smile on his face.

"Very good, very energetic."

Jin Xi nodded slightly and bowed to Han Feng.

"grown ups."

Han Feng looked around and found that everyone in the courtyard had arrived.

"Jin Xi, have your people pack their things; we can prepare to depart."

Jin Xi's breath hitched slightly, her eyes filled with excitement.

Has the time finally come?

After many years, the Golden Lion Clan will return to their homeland.

She flicked her robe and turned to look at her clansmen.

"Everyone, it's time for us to return to the Beast Realm."

Upon hearing this, all the Golden Lion Clan members in the courtyard bowed in accordance with the clan's traditions, their eyes firm and fearless.

"Take everything you have here with you. You may never come back."

Jin Xi said.

Everyone immediately dispersed and returned to their respective rooms to pack their things.

Preparations for the move had actually begun several days earlier, so it didn't take long for everyone to return to the square.

"My lord, we are ready."

Jin Xi said to Han Feng.

Han Feng nodded, gently waved his arm, and a scroll flew out from his sleeve, slowly unfolding in mid-air.

A catalog of mountains and rivers.

A near-ninth-grade treasure personally crafted by Han Feng.

"Everyone, go in now. There's a little world inside where you can move around freely."

Jin Xi stepped inside first, and the rest of the clansmen followed without hesitation when they saw the princess enter.

After all the Golden Lion Clan members had entered, Han Feng put away the Mountain and River Map.

He looked around to make sure nothing was missed, then retrieved the spatial marker for this location.

The Golden Lion Clan's stay in the Southern Empire comes to an end today.

They are magical beasts by nature and should return to their own territory to roam freely.

Han Feng took a step forward, his body once again traversing the void, returning to the flying spirit ship.

"Master, you are back."

Lin Xian'er immediately stood up from Han Feng's seat and made room for him.

"What, sitting in the pilot's seat, you want to fly a spaceship?"

"No, I just wanted to take a look."

Lin Xian'er said with a smile.

"Master, have you brought the person over?"

"Well, next we're going to the Beast Realm. You haven't been there before, have you?"

Han Feng sat down in the driver's seat, deactivated the automatic navigation command, and began to input his battle qi to take control of the entire ship.

"I've never been there. What kind of place is it?"

Lin Xian'er imagined the scenery within the Beast Realm, which might be different from anything she had seen elsewhere.

A world dominated by Warcraft must be quite primitive, right?

"The Beast Realm is known as the Hundred Thousand Mountains. It is a vast area with so many kinds of magical beasts that you can't count them all."

Han Feng said.