Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

"I have a way to help you. Although this method has considerable limitations, it can effectively increase the bloodline concentration of magical beasts, which has been proven in the history of the Beast Realm."

The reason why the Nine Netherworld Python Clan was able to win over so many magical beast families, besides its own strength, was that the Myriad Beast Spirit Fire was too famous in the history of the Beast Realm.

The frenzied surge triggered by the Myriad Beast Spirit Fire was something that could truly overturn the Beast Realm.

Han Feng raised his hand and gently squeezed it.

"Myriad Beast Spirit Fire, manifest!"

boom!

In the sky, a crimson flame ignited, its boundless majesty suppressing all beasts, and its mighty light brought hope to the monsters in the valley.

Chapter 321 Baptism of Spiritual Fire

The flames of the Myriad Beast Spirit Fire shone on the faces of every magical beast, and a throbbing originating from the depths of their bloodline grew stronger as the flames danced.

"Is this... the Spirit Fire of Ten Thousand Beasts?"

Han Feng stood at the pinnacle, looking down upon all living beings.

Do you want to accept this power?

Have you truly made this decision?

"Once the strange fire enters the body, there is no end to it. The choice is to perish in the river of time, or to accept this power and continue the race...."

Han Feng paused in his speech.

"answer me!"

The sound was like a resounding bell, penetrating directly into the hearts of all the beasts.

The valley was completely silent.

Before anyone could respond, Han Feng nodded.

"I see......"

Swish!

In the next instant, the Myriad Beast Spirit Fire split into hundreds of branches, flying towards the beast horde.

Without needing a response, Fallen Heartflame received the decision deep within the hearts of these magical beasts.

Those magical beasts that had not yet made up their minds were not affected by the Myriad Beast Spirit Fire. They watched the magical beasts around them being bathed in the strange fire, and their expressions changed.

This time, the tempering of his body by the strange fire was very fast, and Han Feng's cultivation improved, and his control over it also became stronger.

After the initial body tempering was completed, the magical beasts chosen by the Myriad Beast Spirit Fire felt the power of their bloodlines surging and increasing within them, and couldn't help but show expressions of surprise and delight.

They were the group that had made the decision from the bottom of their hearts to accept the power of the Myriad Beast Spirit Fire, so they had no worries, only the joy of their dreams coming true.

Han Feng smiled slightly as he sensed the information on the hundreds of new magical beasts that the Myriad Beast Spirit Fire had recently collected.

The power of the Myriad Beast Spirit Fire is indeed formidable. It was born in this world, and its greatest purpose is probably not for fighting, but for continuing the bloodline of magical beasts.

Unfortunately, ever since that riot in the history of the Beast Realm, the Spirit Fire of Ten Thousand Beasts has become a forbidden item in the Beast Realm.

Anyone who dares to use the Myriad Beast Spirit Fire in the Beast Domain will be hunted down by the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan.

As the current overlords of the Beast Realm, the Heavenly Phoenix Clan will not allow any being capable of overthrowing their authority to exist.

Of course, it's also possible that it was to seize the Myriad Beast Spirit Fire.

After all, the Heavenly Phoenix Clan also suffers from bloodline depletion. If their bloodline were to revert to its ancestral state to its limit, they could evolve into the Ancient Heavenly Phoenix.

In the valley, the magical beasts that had not been tempered by the strange fire looked at those that had already undergone tempering with scrutinizing eyes.

It is said that if one is controlled by the Spirit Fire of Ten Thousand Beasts, one's life no longer belongs to oneself.

Those who possess the Myriad Beast Spirit Fire can easily control the magical beasts blessed by the strange fire.

However, they did not see anything wrong.

The joy on the faces of those magical beasts even made them feel a pang of regret.

The concentration of bloodline determines the limit of a magical beast's cultivation.

Increasing bloodline concentration is equivalent to improving cultivation aptitude, allowing one to break through higher barriers in the future.

For most monsters, bloodline concentration is fixed at birth; it can only weaken, not increase.

Unless one obtains some special opportunity or cultivates some powerful technique.

At that moment, Han Feng's voice came from above.

"Gentlemen, most of you have probably already experienced the wonders of the Myriad Beast Spirit Fire."

"I will not force you to do anything. You can go back and bring your clansmen to receive the baptism of the strange fire. The initial stage of body tempering is free. I will conduct it once a year. For magical beasts that want to receive advanced body tempering, those of the seventh rank or above need to pay with a seventh-grade spiritual herb. Those below the seventh rank but above the fifth rank need to pay with a sixth-grade spiritual herb. For the rest of the clansmen, the price for advanced baptism is uniformly a fourth-grade spiritual herb."

"Materials and spiritual items of the same grade can also be used as exchange conditions. Resources of different rarity will be converted appropriately."

Han Feng stood up and looked at everyone.

"The advanced body tempering sessions will be held once in the middle of the first half of the year and once in the middle of the second half of the year. The specific times will be notified to everyone by the Nine Netherworld Python Clan."

"Okay, let's do this for today."

After Han Feng finished speaking, he flashed and transformed into a Vermilion Bird, flying towards the back mountain.

The magical beasts in the valley were no longer calm, especially those that had not been baptized; a wave of regret washed over them.

Could it be that this saint's blessings upon everyone are merely for the purpose of collecting resources?

If that's the case, then they've really lost out this time!

The monsters, who had undergone baptism, did not find the price offered by Han Feng expensive.

A single herb of the same grade can be exchanged for the opportunity to undergo a high-level bloodline baptism—that's too cheap!

The monsters left the Dark Serpent Mountains one after another, preparing to return to their tribes to report the matter.

On the back mountain, Yao Ming came to Han Feng and bowed.

"My lord, if we let them leave like this, won't those who haven't been baptized by the strange fire spread the news?"

"There was no other way to get the news out, after all, there are too many monsters and we don't have enough manpower to control them."

"But this might cause some disturbances for the Heavenly Phoenix Clan and those families that do not accept the Myriad Beast Spirit Fire."

Han Feng glanced at Yao Ming.

"What is your current cultivation level?"

"Peak of the two-star Dou Sheng."

Yao Ming replied.

Han Feng nodded.

"The average strength of the Saints of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan is around two-star Dou Sheng. Apart from those Supreme Elders who are in seclusion, you are more than capable of handling them."

"Huh? But if Huang Tian makes a move, I'm not sure I can beat him!"

"Yao Ming said."

Huang Tian is the patriarch of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan. He was already a three-star Dou Sheng several hundred years ago, and he is probably even more terrifying now.

"If he makes a move, just call me."

"Yes."

Yao Ming bowed and said.

He still can't see Han Feng's strength clearly, which means that the other party is still far superior to him.

Since that's the case, let's put the troubles of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan aside for now.

"My lord, you use the Myriad Beast Spirit Fire to temper the bodies of the myriad beasts, and you don't charge a single penny except for the medicinal herbs. Is there really no ulterior motive?"

Han Feng looked at Yao Ming.

Yao Ming immediately bent down.

"The subordinate has overstepped his bounds."

Han Feng remained silent for a moment, then helped Yao Ming up.

"I've already said, you are a saint, there's no need for this."

"The Myriad Beast Spirit Fire can absorb the spilled beast blood during the body tempering process, using it as nourishment for the flame itself."

Han Feng said.

"For me, this is a mutually beneficial thing."

Han Feng's hand had somehow ended up on Yao Ming's shoulder.

Yao Ming's body trembled slightly, and a feeling of palpitation came from the depths of his brain, as if he would explode on the spot in the next instant.

Just as he sensed that death was imminent, the palpitation suddenly disappeared.

Han Feng has already left the main hall.

There will be no next time.

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Yao Ming resumed breathing, his chest heaving violently as he gasped for air.

Is this... the power of an adult?

She had no chance to resist him at all.

Yao Ming touched the mark on his forehead, where Han Feng had left his soul imprint.

"Forget it, I've finally managed to get this life back, so I should just live it honestly."

Yao Ming's soul power has improved recently, but compared with Han Feng, the gap still seems to be very large.

After this test, Yao Ming decided to suppress her ulterior motives.

Even if Han Feng's next move will have a huge impact on the Beast Realm, he has already boarded the ship and there is no turning back.

On the other side, Lin Xian'er followed Han Feng.

"Teacher, is this the end?"

"Ah."

"It feels so fast."

Lin Xian'er sighed.

I thought the teacher was going to do something important here, but it ended so quickly.

"This is just the beginning; there's still a lot to come."

Han Feng said.

"Oh? So, teacher, are you going to stay here the whole time?"

Lin Xian'er asked.

"No need, the Nine Netherworld Python Clan will help handle it."

"Oh, that's good."

The master and apprentice did not hold back during their conversation.

The Nine Netherworld Python Clan guards standing outside the door fell silent.

The mighty Nine Netherworld Python Clan is not meant for hard labor!

Of course, it didn't dare to say it out loud, and could only continue to honestly stick to its post.

Han Feng rested in the room for a while and then looked at his disciple.

"Xian'er, would you like to take a trip to the Nine Netherworlds?"

"The Nine Netherworlds?"

Lin Xian'er shook her head.

"That place is too cold, I can't stand it."