Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

This was the first time these black snakes had seen other creatures descend to this depth, and they lingered around Han Feng, refusing to disperse.

The water arrows they spew can easily pierce through fiery battle aura; a moment's carelessness could mean certain death.

Han Feng did not make a move easily. Instead, he watched as more and more extremely dark black snakes gathered, and a smile appeared on his lips.

A black flame suddenly ignited in his hand, emanating an extremely yin aura that caused the extremely yin black snakes to swim wildly.

As if they had discovered some delicious food, they desperately rushed towards the black flames.

Han Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and the moment the black snakes approached, the flames in his hand rapidly expanded, swallowing them all.

A powerful force exploded in the flames. Although the Yin Black Serpent could adapt to the cold, it was far inferior to Han Feng in terms of power.

In no time, all the approaching Yin Black Serpents transformed into extremely Yin energy, becoming nourishment for the Nine Nether Wind Flame.

Han Feng walked forward, surrounded by a constant stream of extremely dark black snakes that seemed ready to pounce.

Like moths drawn to a flame, even knowing that death lies ahead, they remain stubbornly deluded.

Han Feng didn't chase them away; he just sent them off one wave at a time.

He only stopped when he reached a depression at the bottom of the underworld.

This is the place he senses has the densest concentration of yin energy in the vicinity.

Placing the Nine Nether Wind Flame here should allow it to quickly absorb the extreme Yin energy of the Nine Nether Yellow Springs and grow stronger.

Although there may be better places ahead, they shouldn't be too far off.

Just as Han Feng was about to put down the Nine Nether Wind Flame, a weak voice suddenly came from afar.

"Help me, help me..."

Han Feng's eyes sharpened, and he turned to look in the direction from which the sound came.

"Someone is here..."

Han Feng frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and decided to go and find out what was going on.

He sped up and flew toward the direction from which the sound came.

Those who can survive in the Netherworld must have considerable cultivation.

Han Feng carefully approached the edge of the sound and spread his soul power to search, only to be surprised to find that there was a deep cave at the bottom of the Yellow Springs.

The cry for help came from inside.

Han Feng activated his strange fire and swam into the cave.

The scattered spiritual energy transmitted the scene inside the cave in advance.

On a stone platform with carved patterns, a gaunt man was bound by four chains. He lowered his head and spoke in a weak voice.

Seemingly sensing Han Feng's arrival, the trapped person raised their head and looked at Han Feng, who was still in the darkness.

"help me......"

Chapter 263 The Demon Submits

"You are... the Nine Netherworld Python?"

Han Feng emerged from the darkness and looked at the person bound by chains.

The other person nodded slightly.

Han Feng looked around and found that the extreme yin energy here was much stronger than the places he had found before.

At the end of the chain was a huge black rock, its aura even more intense.

"Looks like we've found a good place."

Han Feng walked towards the boulder and said, "Let me introduce myself, and I'll see if I need to save you."

A glimmer of hope appeared in the eyes of the trapped person.

"I am Yao Ming, the patriarch of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan! Save me! I will grant you anything you desire!"

Han Feng walked calmly to the black boulder, examined it for a moment, and then shook his head.

"As far as I know, the position of chief of the Nine Netherworld Python clan is not vacant. Rescuing you will inevitably cause turmoil."

Han Feng was actually quite surprised to hear that the other party was the patriarch of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan.

The dignified patriarch is trapped at the bottom of this dark and sunless Netherworld, where there seems to be a complicated story.

"What is the name of the current clan leader?"

Yao Ming's tone fluctuated wildly as she stared wide-eyed at Han Feng and asked him this question.

"I think his name is... Yao Xiaotian?"

"Damn it, you scum!"

Yao Ming roared, his weak yet powerful aura spreading from his body, causing the four chains to tremble.

Han Feng watched him silently.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to insult you."

Yao Ming, panting heavily, explained.

Han Feng smiled gently.

This person's strength is not bad; his aura just now was already at the level of a two-star Dou Sheng.

However, what's strange is that a dignified two-star Dou Sheng would be trapped here.

"That Yao Xiaotian is my own brother... He betrayed me and sealed me at the bottom of the Yellow Springs to suffer eternal torment!"

Yao Ming said through gritted teeth.

Is this another betrayal drama?

The Fallen Heart Flame sensed that the other party was not lying.

From the moment we met, the other person was very honest.

Perhaps because it was rare to see a living person in this place, they valued the chance to escape very much.

"I have no intention of interfering in your family's private affairs."

Han Feng's words plunged Yao Ming's heart into despair.

"However, I am willing to make a deal with you."

"Speaking!"

Yao Ming's lifeless heart trembled instantly, and he quickly said.

Han Feng held up one finger.

"First, submit to me, and I need to plant a mark on your soul."

"this......"

Yao Ming gritted his teeth.

"Can......"

He wasn't the type to like being controlled by others; a former king would never agree to submit to someone else.

However, at the bottom of the Netherworld, the suffering endured for hundreds of years has long since overshadowed his own dignity.

All he wants now is to get out of here alive and take revenge on the person who betrayed him!

Moreover, apart from the person in front of him, no outsider has ever come to the bottom of the Yellow Springs in hundreds of years. Yao Ming knows that Han Feng in front of him is his only chance!

Han Feng raised his second finger: "Secondly, after you regain the position of clan leader, you don't need to expose our relationship, but the Nine Netherworld Python Clan must do things for me, and you cannot refuse my requests."

"can."

With the first point as a foundation, the second point is not so difficult to accept.

"Third, work hard to cultivate and improve your cultivation level. Don't stop after you've taken your revenge."

Yao Ming stared at Han Feng in astonishment, not understanding what the third point meant.

Han Feng smiled and said, "I didn't mean anything by it. I just feel that the Nine Netherworld Python Clan is a bit weak as one of the three major magical beast families. I hope that you can make improvements after you become the clan leader."

Yao Ming remained silent for a moment, then suddenly released his soul, revealing himself to Han Feng without reservation.

"I agree to all three conditions. Please rescue me and help me kill my enemy!"

Han Feng's soul condensed into a profound seal, which he firmly implanted into Yao Ming's soul.

This method of planting a hidden threat deep within the soul is undoubtedly extremely painful, yet Yao Ming didn't even utter a sound.

It seems he is indeed determined; he is willing to give up everything for revenge.

"Alright, the mark is planted. How do we get you out of here?"

Yao Ming's face was somewhat pale. After catching his breath, he looked at the black boulder.

"If I can block the Yin energy inside that Yellow Springs Yin Stone, I can escape."

"However, even for me, destroying the Yellow Springs Yin Stone would be very difficult..."

Han Feng nodded and walked towards the Yellow Springs Yin Stone.

Seeing Han Feng's actions, a glimmer of hope rose in Yao Ming's heart.

His willingness to agree to Han Feng's harsh conditions was actually a last resort.

It's normal if it fails.

Ultimately, the worst that can happen is death.

Han Feng released the Nine Nether Wind Flame, forming a small storm, which he then used to absorb energy from the Yellow Spring Yin Stone.

A large amount of Yin energy moved towards the Nine Nether Wind Flame, but the Yin power on the chains did not diminish much.

The energy within the Yellow Springs Yin Stone has accumulated for countless years.

It was not something Han Feng could take all in a short time.

After a quarter of an hour, Yao Ming felt the seal was still firmly in place and couldn't help but feel disappointed.

Is even our last hope futile?

At this moment, Han Feng actually laughed.

"Indeed, with the help of this stone, the Nine Nether Wind Flame will soon reach the Great Perfection stage."

His laughter startled Yao Ming slightly.

It seemed to be the infectious power of the voice that made Yao Ming raise his head again.

What happened next shocked Yao Ming so much that his eyes widened.

With a flick of his wrist, Han Feng transformed the black flame in his hand into seven flames of different colors.

Most importantly, the aura released by these flames was actually all strange fire!

There are cultivators in the world who can simultaneously master seven different flames!

How can this be?

Yao Ming was shocked.

The seven strange flames condensed into a fire ruler, which Han Feng grabbed with one hand and chopped down with force.

A ruler mark immediately appeared on the surface of the Yellow Springs Yin Stone, accompanied by a loud bang, as if something inside had shattered.

Han Feng released the Nine Nether Wind Flame again, sending it into the Yin Stone along the ruler mark.

This Yellow Spring Yin Stone has accumulated a large amount of Yellow Spring Yin Qi, making it the best place for the Nine Nether Wind Flame to grow.

Although it cannot be fully refined in a short time, allowing the Nine Nether Wind Flame to nurture it can infinitely shorten the time it takes to advance.

The billowing yin energy once again gathered towards the Yellow Spring Yin Stone, and the cracks on it seemed to be showing signs of repair.

Han Feng looked at Yao Ming in confusion, "Still can't come out?"

"Ah, oh!"

Yao Ming finally came to his senses from the intense shock.