Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

It was as if all hope had been extinguished; once you entered the territory of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan, there was no hope of escaping.

Green light shone from Qinglin's pupils, piercing through layers of purple mist and revealing the scene below.

"So many Netherworld Pythons!"

Qinglin exclaimed in surprise.

In the dark purple jungle, a cluster of black lines twisted together, giving a sense of eeriness and oppression.

Judging by its appearance alone, the Nine Netherworld Python is indeed very impressive, truly deserving of its title as the overlord of snakes.

In this era, the Nine Netherworld Python is the undisputed overlord among snake-type magical beasts.

Large in number and diverse in ethnicity.

Even if there are some rare snake bloodlines on the continent, such as the Seven-Colored Sky-Swallowing Python, which can defeat the Nine Netherworld Python, their numbers are too small, and they have not yet grown to the ninth rank.

"Take a good look, and if you see any that catch your eye, you can take two home."

Han Feng said.

"this......"

Qinglin was somewhat tempted.

Although the Nine Netherworld Pythons look terrifying, their strength is definitely among the top of all snake-type magical beasts.

Once Qinglin subdues the Nine Netherworld Python, his strength will definitely increase further.

Not to mention that one can absorb cultivation from the other party, the unique fighting style of the Nine Netherworld Python alone is very valuable.

"With your current level, capturing sixth and seventh-tier level creatures is the most suitable."

Han Feng suggested.

The Azure Serpent Three-Flower Pupil is powerful, capable of controlling serpentine magical beasts beyond its level, but this actually depends on one's soul realm.

After awakening the Azure Serpent Three-Flower Pupil, Qing Lin's soul realm rapidly advanced to the mid-stage of the mortal realm.

After years of arduous cultivation, he has now reached the Great Perfection of the Mortal Realm and can break through to the Spirit Realm at any time.

Compared to Lin Xian'er, Qing Lin is more talented in the art of the soul.

She herself put in a lot of hard work in this area, so it's not surprising that she surpassed Lin Xian'er.

Qinglin can currently control sixth-tier magical beasts, but for seventh-tier ones, probability needs to be taken into account.

If one's strength exceeds the limit by too much, it may backfire.

In Han Feng's view, the risk of backlash was unnecessary.

With someone protecting you, there's no need to take risky paths; you can simply follow the steps and improve gradually.

Qinglin nodded and began to carefully search for sixth and seventh-tier magical beasts below.

"Do not worry."

Han Feng patted Qing Lin on the shoulder, "If you're not satisfied with your choice, you can come back again. The Nine Netherworld Python will always be here."

Qinglin gave a soft "hmm," but not wanting to trouble Han Feng too much, she searched even more diligently.

The clan's territory was vast, and after a long search, Qinglin finally selected two "lucky" Nine Netherworld Pythons.

Han Feng secretly unleashed two bursts of spatial power, without disturbing anyone, and directly stored the two demonic snakes into his spatial storage.

"Alright, let's complete the contract with the sixth-tier one first, and then try the seventh-tier one after we've gotten used to it."

Han Feng moved the sixth-tier Nine Netherworld Python out of the space and handed it over to Qing Lin.

Qinglin was well prepared. The blue light in his eyes condensed into a solid spike, which flew into the brow of the Nine Netherworld Python.

Almost instantly, the sixth-order Nine Netherworld Python lowered its head, its eyes filled with three small blue flowers.

"Success!"

Qinglin clenched her little fist and said excitedly.

Although she already had a feeling she would succeed, the prospect of contracting the renowned Nine Netherworld Python still excited the young girl.

"Before you master this eye technique, don't expose it to the crowd, otherwise, all snakes in the world will probably see you as a thorn in their side."

Mu Qingluan sighed from the side.

This was the first time she had witnessed the power of the Azure Scale Serpent's Three-Flower Pupil.

It was unheard of to subdue a Nine Netherworld Python of the same level as himself with such ease.

If I were a snake-type magical beast, standing next to Qinglin would definitely send chills down my spine.

No, if she were a snake, she wouldn't have any fur.

Clearing her mind of all distractions, Mu Qingluan shook her head.

“I know the Azure Phoenix.”

Qinglin knew that Mu Qingluan was concerned about her.

"Don't worry too much. As long as you don't subdue magical beasts or summon the Nine Netherworld Python to help you in front of others, there won't be any problems."

Mu Qingluan patted Qinglin on the shoulder and said.

"Unlike the Heavenly Demon Phoenix, the Nine Nether Earth Python doesn't place as much importance on its own bloodline."

If the Heavenly Demon Phoenix discovers that its people have been enslaved, it will probably come knocking immediately and wipe out the entire clan.

Han Feng smiled without saying a word.

The rules of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix seem to be quite sentimental, but in reality, they stem from the pride of its own race.

In his previous life, Han Feng had met several members of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan, and their arrogance seemed to be ingrained in their very bones.

No matter what level of strength the other party possesses, even if it is a Dou Zun, they will only show polite words, but in their hearts they will always look down on outsiders.

In families of monsters that believe in bloodlines, this situation is actually not uncommon, but only one family can achieve the level of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix.

Based on the actual events, Han Feng has already offended the Heavenly Phoenix Clan.

The Heavenly Phoenix Armor worn by Lin Xian'er was forged from the skeleton of a Heavenly Demon Phoenix that had fallen outside the world.

Although Han Feng did not kill the Heavenly Demon Phoenix, his actions crossed the line for the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan.

Each ethnic group has its own rules, and Han Feng cannot presume to change them.

Fortunately, under his reforging, the Heavenly Phoenix Armor had already changed the aura of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix. Even if the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan came in person, they would not be able to recognize at a glance that the Heavenly Phoenix Armor was made from Heavenly Phoenix Bone.

After subduing the Nine Netherworld Python, Qinglin moved it into his pupil technique space and began to slowly train it.

Han Feng continued searching for the location of the Nine Netherworld.

As the sacred ground of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan, the Nine Netherworld Yellow Springs is a place under special protection.

But this protection has now become a clue for Han Feng to find it.

Top-tier grottoes and blessed lands are usually accompanied by a surrounding environment that provides cover.

If Han Feng were to search on his own, it might take him a very long time to find the Nine Netherworld.

This is how blessed lands protect themselves.

But if the Underworld is guarded by the Nether Serpent Guard, then it's a different story.

Han Feng's gaze locked onto some snake guards, who were stealthily moving along the mountain path, and all of them had an aura of the seventh rank or above.

Such a powerful person has been reduced to a guard.

Han Feng probed downwards with his divine sense, crossing layers of boundaries and penetrating deep into the pitch-black cave entrance.

In an instant, an extreme cold invaded my soul.

Han Feng's eyes showed not surprise but delight.

found it!

He waved his sleeve forward, and the power of space tore open another spatial entrance. The entire ship crashed straight into the mountain peak, but fell into thin air at the intersection, arriving inside the Nine Netherworld.

This place is extremely cold and gloomy. Even the Netherworld Python dares not set foot here. However, the yin energy of the Yellow Springs that escapes is very beneficial to yin-attribute magical beasts. That is why so many seventh-order magical beasts are willing to guard this place.

Aside from routine patrols, this place is practically a natural haven for spiritual practice.

However, their tight defenses clearly failed to stop Han Feng from entering the area.

For a Dou Sheng powerhouse, as long as there are no cultivators of the same level blocking their way, they can go to 99% of the places in the world.

The ship disintegrated, and Han Feng landed on the ground with the women.

The surging aura of the underworld made the women feel a chill emanating from within their bodies.

Gu Xun'er's Golden Emperor Burning Heaven Flame once again displayed its power, dispelling the Yellow Spring Qi that had invaded her body.

But the others besides her were powerless to help.

Even though Lin Xian'er also had a strange fire protecting her, the Netherworld Poison Fire was still unable to withstand the cold of the Nine Netherworld Yellow Springs.

Han Feng raised his hand and opened a battle qi shield, enveloping the group within it.

The warm fighting spirit instantly dispelled the icy chill within the women's bodies.

Gu Xun'er was somewhat surprised.

Mr. Han's fighting spirit feels warmer than my own Golden Emperor Burning Heaven Flame.

"This place is filled with yin energy. You should stay on the bank and not go into the river."

There were no snake guards inside the cave; it was quiet and deserted. Staying within the protective aura shield and watching the Yellow Springs flowing in the river was quite a unique experience.

"I've heard that the cold under the Yellow Springs is hundreds of times that on the ground, and even a Dou Sheng expert might not be able to withstand it."

Gu Xun'er said, "Mr. Han, you must be careful and don't be reckless."

Han Feng nodded, gave the group a reassuring smile, and then leaped into the rolling Yellow Springs.

Lin Xian'er hurried to the edge of the Yellow Springs, looking at the turbulent water below, a trace of worry on her face.

A wisp of cold air flowed along the shore toward Lin Xian'er's feet, but was dispelled by the flames left behind by Han Feng before it touched her body.

"Xun'er, is it really that dangerous down there?"

"The Nine Netherworlds are a well-known place where Yin energy gathers, and the claim that they threaten even a Dou Sheng is not an exaggeration."

Gu Xun'er came to Lin Xian'er's side, golden flames flashing in her eyes as she looked at the Yellow Springs River.

"Trust Mr. Han."

Below the Yellow Springs River.

As soon as Han Feng entered the water, he felt the extremely cold and icy Yellow Springs energy continuously surging into his body.

This Yellow Spring chill is different from ordinary chill; it can easily freeze burning flames. If it is not a strange fire, it would be difficult to maintain heat under this chill.

Han Feng used his powerful fiery battle qi to resist the ever-increasing cold.

Although he was prepared, he still underestimated the power of the Yellow Springs.

If one relies solely on the flame laws of a Dou Sheng, one might be able to maintain life in the Yellow Springs, but to delve into the bottom of the Yellow Springs is wishful thinking.

"Strange Flame, appear!"

A ball of seven-colored strange fire suddenly appeared in Han Feng's hand.

Sea Heart, Azure Lotus, Fallen, Myriad Beasts, Profound Yellow, Netherworld, Thunderous Force.

Seven flames slowly rotated around Han Feng, and a terrifying wave of heat spread out, instantly dispelling all the chill.

"There is indeed a significant difference between having a different kind of fire and not having one."

Han Feng smiled gently.

Now, he felt more confident.

The power of the seven strange flames is such that even the Netherworld would have to admit defeat.

After traveling smoothly all the way, Han Feng arrived at the bottom of the Yellow Springs.

The environment here is much darker and more oppressive than the shallower parts of the river, making it hard to breathe.

Every now and then a dark shadow would swim by; those were strange creatures that lived in the underworld.

Just as the Flame Lizard race still thrives in the scorching magma world, the extremely yin black snakes, adapted to the environment, also exist at the bottom of the Yellow Springs, which is difficult for ordinary people to reach.