Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

"They won't think that way. I see so many people have come today; your apprentice is about to become famous."

"That's what the Sword Master said at this moment."

Venerable Heavenly Fire smiled slightly.

"It seems like a troublesome matter, but with the current strength of the Starfall Pavilion, I suppose it's not a big deal."

Upon hearing this, a forced smile appeared on Venerable Lei's face.

"That's true. With the Medicine Saint in charge, we really don't need to be too afraid of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan."

Establishing a relationship with the Heavenly Phoenix Clan was originally a major trump card for the Wind and Thunder Pavilion. With this relationship, they could secure their position as the top of the four pavilions.

But no matter how strong the relationship is, it can't compare to having a sage in someone else's family.

Sword Master was the first to stand up.

"I have lost face today, so I will take my leave now. Please excuse me."

Compared to the other three pavilions, Tang Ying of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion was eliminated the fastest. Even after a brief recovery, he defeated the other Dou Huangs, but he was still ranked at the bottom among the four pavilions.

As everyone watched the Sword Venerable depart, they knew that the long-awaited Four Directions Pavilion Conference had come to an end.

Not long after, Feng Xian also left with the people from the Starfall Pavilion.

"Feng'er, aren't you coming back with us?"

"Senior Uncle, I still have some things to take care of. You should go back to Starfall Pavilion first."

"Alright, I'll take them back first. Take care of yourself."

Feng Xian gave his instructions.

Han Feng and Lin Xian'er stood on a hilltop, watching Feng Xian and the others depart into the distance.

"Teacher, where do we go next?"

Lin Xian'er asked.

"The realm of beasts."

"The Beast Domain? Is it to prevent the Heavenly Phoenix Clan from attacking the Azure Phoenix Clan?"

Han Feng shook his head.

"It's not for that, but to do something bigger, something that can overturn the entire Beast Realm."

Several years ago, Han Feng assigned a task to the Nine Netherworld Python Clan, instructing them to secretly recruit those whose bloodlines had entered the depleted demon beast families.

In the current Dou Qi Continent, no one can help them reverse the decline of their clan. Only their own Myriad Beast Spirit Fire has the ability and the heart to help them.

The Myriad Beast Spirit Fire can refine the bloodline of magical beasts and increase its concentration. It can also control all beasts. If both sides help each other, both sides can benefit.

Of course, it was Warcraft that made the greater sacrifices.

They need to give up their freedom, as well as the risk of being enslaved.

Han Feng could foresee that some magical beast families would not agree, but there would definitely be some magical beast families willing to follow in the footsteps of the Nine Netherworld Python and accept Han Feng's strange fire tempering.

If Han Feng were to do such a thing, it would inevitably cause a huge uproar in the Beast Realm.

The Azure Phoenix's victory over the Heavenly Demon Phoenix is ​​utterly insignificant compared to this matter.

Lin Xian'er followed in Han Feng's footsteps and arrived at the Beast Domain together.

The two walked on air, regarding the vast world as flat ground, and in an instant, they traversed thousands of miles.

"Xian'er, now that you are approaching the Dou Zun realm, your Calamity Poison Body will not face any bottlenecks, but you need to carefully consider the path you will take in the future."

During their journey, Han Feng spoke to Lin Xian'er.

Lin Xian'er nodded.

"Teacher, the Dou Zun is about to begin cultivating the power of laws, right?"

"That's right. Laws are a unique technique of Dou Zun Realm experts. Although they are not obvious externally, they can be reflected in the quality of Dou Qi."

Han Feng explained, "If you have a deep understanding of the power of laws, you might be able to create an even more powerful poison out of thin air. The antidote for this kind of poison is not something that ordinary people can concoct."

Han Feng had only seen the poison of the law in the hands of a master of the Medicine Clan in his previous life. It could directly pollute a cultivator's life essence, causing him to slowly walk towards death. There was no antidote, and even the soul would be affected.

Unfortunately, this poison lost its effect against the Void Devouring Flame's ability to devour everything.

While Han Feng wasn't deeply versed in the art of poisons, he had a broad understanding of alchemy and could offer some guidance.

"The poison of the laws?"

Lin Xian'er looked at her hands and murmured.

The Calamity Poison Body gave her the qualification to break through without any bottlenecks in the future. Unfortunately, the physique is just a tool. How to comprehend the laws requires her to think further, try, and explore.

“This time we’re going to the Nine Netherworld Python Clan, you can take this opportunity to thoroughly study the Emperor Python Heart-Eating Poison.”

Han Feng said.

"The Emperor Python's Heart-Eating Poison?"

Lin Xian'er blinked.

"I've already figured it out!"

"The bottle I gave you was the weakened version."

Han Feng glanced at his smug apprentice.

"what?"

Lin Xian'er pouted.

"Teacher, you clearly told me last time that it was true."

"It is indeed true, but it's not as concentrated."

Han Feng smiled.

"Controlling the strength of toxicity is also something you need to train in, so you don't poison someone to death in one go."

As the two talked, they arrived at the territory of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan.

Han Feng looked into the distance, his soul power spreading out, and the entire mountain range was instantly covered by his spiritual sense.

"It seems quite a few monster families have come this time."

Lin Xian'er followed Han Feng's gaze but didn't see anything.

If Qinglin were here, he should be able to discover something.

"Teacher, aren't you going to try to conceal your identity this time?"

"Yes, but not now."

As Han Feng spoke, he continued to lead Lin Xian'er deeper into the Dark Serpent Mountains.

The disturbances he caused in the Beast Realm could certainly not have been done in the guise of a human.

Transforming the Myriad Beast Spirit Fire into beast form is a feasible solution.

Although his identity was bound to be exposed sooner or later, what Han Feng needed to do was to postpone that time as much as possible.

"But you could try to fake it."

Han Feng took out a mask and put it on Lin Xian'er's face.

The mask instantly concealed Lin Xian'er's aura and changed her appearance.

"Teacher, what did you do to me?"

Lin Xian'er exclaimed in surprise.

She felt that her body shape had changed; her originally slender waist had become very robust.

"Disguise, that way the difference is more obvious."

Han Feng said with a smile.

Lin Xian'er glared angrily at Han Feng.

"Alright, it'll only be a few days. Let's go in."

Lin Xian'er sighed, put on a serious expression, and followed Han Feng into the royal palace in the Nether Serpent Mountains.

"My lord, you've arrived!"

Yao Ming had been waiting there for a long time; he had just received Han Feng's soul command.

"Are all the magical beast families that have arrived now?"

Han Feng asked.

"A dozen or so people didn't come, but the rest of those we notified all showed up."

Yao Ming handed Han Feng information about the dozen or so families that hadn't come.

Han Feng looked at them and wrote down the names of these families.

"Have you sent men to keep an eye on things?"

"some."

Yao Ming replied, "These families' neighborhoods have been surrounded by spies from the Nine Netherworld Python Clan. We will know immediately if there is any unusual activity."

Han Feng nodded.

"Then let's do this for now."

Those who are unwilling to come must have various reasons, and Han Feng cannot force them to come.

However, they must be kept under strict guard during the ceremony to prevent them from causing trouble.

Have you explained the specifics to them?

Yao Ming nodded: "I've explained this in detail before, and I emphasized it again after we arrived here. However, if you, sir, could appear in person, they would be even more convinced."

"Alright, let them gather together."

Yao Ming immediately went to notify the representatives of the various families who had come to the Nine Netherworld Python Clan.

A moment later, representatives from each family gathered in a spacious valley.

Because this matter is of great importance, all those who came were core members of the Warcraft family who were very powerful. Of course, there were also some who were dragged out to take the blame.

They were highly focused, their eyes fixed on the surrounding mountain peaks, trying to find out who possessed the Myriad Beast Spirit Fire.

Han Feng took a step forward, flames erupted around him, and a Vermilion Bird spirit flew out from his body, transforming into energy phantoms in front of him.

With each step Han Feng took, he collided with the illusory figure, and corresponding changes began to appear on his body.

His hair began to turn red, a Vermilion Bird pattern appeared on his forehead, and dazzling Vermilion Bird tail feathers floated behind him.

The Vermilion Bird of the South is the character he portrayed.

Lin Xian'er's eyes widened as she watched Han Feng transform into his new appearance.

Watching the teacher change clothes is a real treat.

Wow!

Han Feng flashed and instantly arrived at the top of the valley.

He raised his hand, and the enormous Vermilion Bird Wings unfurled, instantly enveloping the entire area with a powerful Vermilion Bird Domain, giving everyone an extremely strong sense of oppression.

"That's... a Dou Sheng level expert!"

Everyone swallowed hard, becoming tense and adopting a more respectful posture.

Han Feng looked down into the valley and, after his initial display of power, slowly walked toward the cliff.

"Gentlemen, it's a pleasure to meet you. You may call me... the Saint of Ten Thousand Beasts."

Han Feng's powerful gaze swept over the crowd, and no one dared to look up. He continued.

“We are well aware of the reason you have come here: the depletion of bloodlines is a problem that every major clan is facing.”

"Your ancestors exhausted themselves trying to slow down the rate at which your bloodline was depleted, but in the end, it was all for nothing."

"If this problem cannot be truly solved, decades from now, many of you here will likely have to leave the Warcraft family and become isolated individuals."

Han Feng paused for a few seconds at this point.