Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

"Then I'll go."

Han Feng stood up.

Upon arriving at the Netherworld, Han Feng descended directly to the deepest point, reaching the entrance that Cai'er had entered earlier.

Han Feng carefully sensed the situation inside the Seven-Colored Nest, and only withdrew his soul power after confirming that Cai'er's life force was still intact.

Entering rashly would disrupt Cai'er's advancement; it's best to observe from the outside.

At the bottom of the dark Yellow Springs River, Han Feng walked slowly, exploring a new route without finding any treasures.

After a while, Han Feng arrived at the place where the Nine Nether Wind Flame was nurtured.

He raised his hand and summoned the Nine Netherworld Wind Flame from the Yellow Springs Yin Stone, which landed in his palm.

"Not bad, you've improved again."

Han Feng nodded.

For him, the Nine Nether Wind Flame would certainly not significantly improve his cultivation level.

Its primary function is to evolve the "Burning Technique".

The current level of "Burning Technique" is intermediate Heaven Rank. I wonder if this tenth-ranked Strange Flame is enough to upgrade it to advanced Heaven Rank.

If that's not enough, adding the ninth-ranked Three Thousand Burning Flames should be enough to make the leap in level.

Han Feng put the Nine Nether Wind Flame back into the Yellow Spring Yin Stone.

He now finally understood the helplessness those powerful figures felt towards strange flames: they were useless to consume, yet a pity to discard.

To be honest, these strange flames would be more valuable if given to the younger generation than if used by ourselves.

Even without the strange fire, Han Feng could still unleash powerful combat strength; the strange fire was not the decisive factor in his cultivation level.

However, if it is given to a successor, they can use the power of the strange fire to dominate their peers and even kill those of higher levels.

Han Feng sighed.

However, there was no other way; the main path of cultivation he chose required the paving of a different kind of fire.

Whether he cultivated the techniques of several ancient divine beasts or the supreme Bodhi Sutra of Buddhism, Han Feng's main foundation for cultivation remained the Burning Technique, which was irreplaceable.

Changing one's main cultivation technique comes at a very high price, and Han Feng has no intention of changing the "Burning Technique".

Before his death, Yao Chen told Han Feng that the "Burning Technique" was very important and represented a huge secret.

Therefore, Han Feng chose it without any hesitation in this life.

Up to now, the "Burning Technique" has indeed not disappointed him. Without the "Burning Technique," it would have been very difficult for Han Feng to refine so many different flames in the early stages.

After circling around the bottom of the Netherworld, Han Feng left the place.

For the next two weeks, the master and disciple cultivated in the Nine Netherworld Python Clan's territory. Lin Xian'er studied the various poison techniques there, while Han Feng made his second appearance to perform a bloodline baptism on the arriving demonic beasts.

The second wave of magical beasts was much larger, but Han Feng's soul power had already reached the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Realm, so the number was not a problem for him.

On this day, the Myriad Beast Spirit Fire hung high in the sky like a blazing sun, illuminating every magical beast on the earth.

Bathed in divine light, the blood within the magical beasts began to slowly boil, rising towards a higher level.

Although the process is very slow, the mere sight of hope is enough to draw all the magical beasts to it.

Han Feng kept his promise and did not ask the monsters to do anything.

After the bloodline baptism was completed, they were allowed to return to their respective places.

"Although the power of the Myriad Beast Spirit Fire has been greatly depleted, the information on the magical beasts it has collected has become more comprehensive."

Han Feng sensed the changes in the Myriad Beast Spirit Fire.

The magical beasts that have been included have already been marked on the Record of Ten Thousand Beasts, and Han Feng can mobilize their power whenever he wants.

Han Feng can use the bloodline fighting techniques and extraordinary abilities of those magical beasts.

Simply put, Han Feng alone can imitate the abilities of thousands of magical beasts.

Moreover, the power imitated can be enhanced by one's own cultivation.

In other words, Han Feng can now transform into any type of ninth-tier magical beast among the collected magical beasts.

It could be a ninth-tier Azure Phoenix, a ninth-tier Netherworld Python, a ninth-tier Gold-Eating Rat, and so on.

One person's strength can bring about countless changes.

Even with just the power of the Myriad Beast Spirit Fire, Han Feng was enough to create a new combat mode.

The title of Saint of All Beasts is no longer just empty words.

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In the days that followed, as more and more magical beasts in the Beast Realm underwent bloodline baptism, no matter how much they tried to conceal it, the news finally reached the ears of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix.

"That's unreasonable!"

"These families actually dared to accept the baptism of the Myriad Beast Spirit Fire without permission. Don't they know what will happen if they do this?"

An elder of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan roared angrily.

"I heard that the magical beast holding this baptism ceremony is the Nine Netherworld Python Clan."

Another elder said quietly.

"Hmph, those lowly snakes, they seem to have gotten bolder lately!"

Inside the meeting hall, the elders were discussing the matter, each with their own perspective, but in general, they were condemning the Nine Netherworld Python Clan for using the Myriad Beast Spirit Fire to baptize the demon beast families in an attempt to overturn the power structure of the Beast Domain.

blah blah blah!

Huang Tian, ​​sitting at the head of the table, gently tapped the table, and the argument instantly ceased.

All the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Elders looked at their clan leader.

"The Myriad Beast Spirit Fire is a sacred object of the beast race and must be controlled by our race. Since it was accidentally obtained by the Nine Netherworld Python Clan, we should take it back."

"Kunhuang, go and handle it."

"Yes, patriarch!"

Phoenix, one of the Three Phoenixes of the Heavenly Demons and a Dou Sheng-level expert at the late stage of the One-Star Dou Sheng realm, rose to accept the order.

They were unaware of the internal strife that had previously erupted within the Nine Netherworld Python Clan, and still believed that the current clan leader was Yao Xiaotian.

Chapter 322 Domineering

Huang Tian's words were undoubtedly the highest order from the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan. As soon as he made the decision, Kun Huang immediately led the warriors of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan to gather their forces.

At this moment, Feng Qing'er, who had just returned to her clan, watched with some surprise as the clan's warriors walked out of their homes one by one to assemble in the square.

"What's going on?"

Could it be that because he lost to Mu Qingluan, the elders of his clan are going to cause trouble for the Qingluan clan?

Feng Qing'er thought naively to herself.

However, when she saw that Lord Kunhuang of her clan was the commander of this expedition, she immediately put her naive thoughts to the back of her mind.

A powerful warrior, a Dou Sheng, personally commands the troops!

What is this going to do?

Feng Qing'er was shocked.

Since her birth, she has almost never seen a Dou Sheng level expert personally lead troops.

Feng Qing'er's mother walked to her side. As an eighth-tier magical beast in the clan, she was a general of a vanguard force and therefore needed to join the battle.

"Qing'er, it's rare for you to come back to the clan. I should have spent more time with you, but the clan has a mission right now, so the clan's needs come first."

Feng Qing'er nodded.

"Mother, what are we all going to do this time?"

"It's a confidential matter, I can't disclose it."

Feng Qing'er's mother looked up at the distance.

This battle is against the Nine Netherworld Python Clan. They are one of the three great magical beast clans. Although their development in the last hundred years has not been as good as that of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix, their foundation is still there.

For a Dou Sheng like Lord Kunhuang, the Nine Netherworld Python might be insignificant, but for Dou Zun like them, it still poses a certain pressure.

"Mother, I am now at the Dou Zong realm. May I join you?"

Feng Qing'er asked.

The seventh rank is not particularly bad among the Heavenly Phoenix Clan; if one were to join the army, it would be enough to serve as the captain of a squad.

Feng Qing'er's mother's expression turned serious, and she refused, saying, "How old are you? Focus on cultivating with your master and don't get into fights with others!"

"But......"

"No buts!"

Feng Qing'er's mother said sternly, but soon she sighed and said softly, "Qing'er, this enemy is no ordinary one. This is not an opportunity for you to gain experience. Wait for next time. When there is another chance, your mother will personally take you."

Feng Qing'er lowered her head. She actually wanted to tell her mother that she was no longer a child.

The Four Directions Pavilion Tournament was originally supposed to be her coming-of-age ceremony, officially marking her as a powerful figure capable of standing alone and becoming famous throughout the world.

Unfortunately, all of this has now become a stepping stone for Mu Qingluan.

Feng Qing'er's mother didn't say anything more. After giving a few simple instructions, she flew towards the square.

Watching her mother's departing figure, Feng Qing'er felt a little worried.

Who is the enemy this time?

Why is the mother being so cautious?

While pondering, Feng Qing'er's eyes darted around, and she ran to ask her friend.

Although she rarely returned to her clan, she had a close friend who was of distinguished status; his grandfather was Eagle Phoenix, one of the Three Phoenixes of the Heavenly Demons.

This friend did not let Feng Qing'er's trip go to waste; she did indeed know some information.

"What? The Myriad Beast Spirit Fire? The Nine Netherworld Python Clan!"

Feng Qing'er exclaimed in surprise.

"Keep your voice down! This time we're targeting three major magical beast families of equal strength, so we must keep it a secret!"

Then why did you tell me...?

Feng Qing'er muttered a curse to herself, but she was still very grateful to have such a big-mouthed friend.

"Hey, why are you asking this?"

The other party is only asking this question now.

“My mother went to the battlefield, and I’m a little worried about her, so I asked.”

"Oh, I see. Don't worry too much. This time, Grandpa Kunhuang is here to help, so there won't be any problems."

"Ah."

Feng Qing'er nodded.

Her friend's words made sense, but for some reason, she always felt a little uneasy.

Perhaps due to the many setbacks she has experienced recently, Feng Qing'er has begun to reflect on her own problems and has become somewhat sensitive.

"I hope I'm just overthinking it..."

Feng Qing'er sighed and murmured.

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Soon after, war was imminent.

The Heavenly Demon Phoenix army launched a surprise attack on the Nine Netherworld Python Clan, intending to catch them off guard. However, they did not expect that the Nine Netherworld Python Clan had already set up multiple defensive lines in advance, as if they were waiting for the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan to arrive.

These defensive lines were specifically designed to resist aerial forces, suppressing the speed of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan.

A large number of Nine Netherworld Python Clan warriors swarmed around them, employing a swarm tactic against the enemy.

Although their bloodline power has declined more severely than that of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan, their numbers are greater!