Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

Before the Soul Palace Battle Saint on the opposite side could react, he saw the crack disintegrate on its own and disappear before his eyes.

"what?!"

The Soul Palace Battle Saint narrowed his eyes, puzzled.

He just sent out several Soul Palace Celestial Venerables, whose strength was definitely not weak. If they joined forces, even the three giants of the Pill Tower would not be able to defeat them easily.

Could it be that the power of the Three Thousand Burning Flames was too strong, and the power of the strange fire directly destroyed the spatial laws within the passage?

The Soul Palace Battle Saint raised his hands, preparing to rebuild the passage.

For a Dou Sheng powerhouse, constructing a wormhole with an extremely long distance out of thin air is not a difficult task.

However, a few seconds later, the Soul Palace Battle Saint frowned again.

"It's not possible?"

The spatial passage that was just built has been completely destroyed, leaving no trace whatsoever.

More importantly, in roughly the corresponding spatial location, there is an extremely pure force resisting the spread of spatial laws.

There are powerful experts within the star field...

After another failed attempt, the Soul Palace Battle Saint abandoned his plan for the Starfield.

He turned to look at the other side, where several huge cracks still remained in mid-air.

The area opposite these cracks is not a star field, but it is still a relatively important place within Saint Dan City.

Although the Starfield plan failed, with the Palace Master's strength and his personal arrival in Saint Pill City, what is there to worry about?

Faced with the absolute power of the Palace Master, any attempt to obstruct him is futile.

It should be noted that back then, the Palace Master single-handedly annihilated several sects in the Central Continent that possessed the power of Dou Sheng. The number of Dou Sheng who died at his hands alone was no less than two hands' width.

As a hegemon who emerged from a sea of ​​blood, Hun Miesheng is definitely not someone that ordinary people can compare to.

At this moment, in the star field.

After Han Feng destroyed the spatial passage, the commotion alerted the other members of the Soul Palace who were engaged in fierce combat.

They stared at Han Feng in horror, their minds clouded, and were struck again by the Soul Palace Dou Zun. They quickly fell into a disadvantageous position, and a few moves later, their heads were pierced by the Soul Lock.

The battle within the star system thus came to an end.

Han Feng focused his mind inward, observing the state of the Three Thousand Burning Flames within his body.

The method used to subdue the strange fire this time was somewhat crude and direct, but fortunately the effect was quite good. At this time, half of the strange fire had been refined, and the powerful star power was slowly transforming Han Feng's physique, making him more resilient and strong.

As a legendary immortal flame, it can bring great benefits to the refiner. The advanced physique "Undying Star Body" is forged from the Three Thousand Burning Flames.

No matter how severe the injury, as long as there is still a breath left, the Three Thousand Burning Flames can slowly repair it, restoring it to a completely intact state.

Legend has it that the Undying Star Body, when cultivated to its fullest potential, can regenerate from a drop of blood, which is quite miraculous.

This is the power of the top ten strange flames on the Strange Flame Ranking.

Its advantages are immediately apparent, unlike the lower-ranked Strange Flames, which require specific conditions and continuous development and refinement to unleash their powerful effects.

"Now that this matter is settled, it's time for me to make my appearance."

Han Feng took out a mask and slowly put it on his face.

Swish!

The azure dragon shadow streaked across the sky, directly traversing the void, and arrived above Saint Pill City.

Within Saint Pill City, the Soul Palace and the Pill Tower have engaged in full-scale war.

A massive black storm surged toward the city center from all four parts of the city.

If Xuan Kongzi hadn't made proper arrangements in advance, the Soul Palace army would probably have already broken through into the inner city by now.

Fortunately, with the combined efforts of Senior Little Pill Tower and cultivators from all sides of the city, the Soul Palace army was blocked at the outer city.

Initially, no one wanted to believe that the Soul Palace would invade, and many hoped that it was just a misunderstanding.

But the reality was cruel. When the Soul Palace army directly breached the border city, all prayers were meaningless.

The Soul Palace's goal is clear: to harvest souls.

At this time, Saint Pill City was filled with a large number of alchemists who had come from all over the country. Their soul power was naturally stronger than that of ordinary people, and after training, it was far stronger than that of ordinary cultivators.

It can be said that capturing one-third of the alchemists in Saint Pill City today would be enough to make up for the previous losses of the Human Palace.

The soul of a sixth-grade alchemist is worth more than tens of thousands of ordinary souls.

The soul of a seventh-grade alchemist is worth more than the souls of hundreds of thousands of ordinary people!

In the remote Northwest Continent, there are only one or two sixth-grade alchemists in an entire empire.

At this alchemy gathering, there are over a thousand sixth-grade alchemists!

The strongest souls of thousands of empires have all gathered at the Pill Tower. One can imagine how great the gains would be if the Soul Palace were to conquer the entire Pill Tower.

Above the inner city, the three giants of the Pill Tower were manipulating the formation and fighting against a Soul Palace Battle Saint.

Although the formation is a ninth-grade grand formation, which was set up by the founder of the Pill Tower, its power has diminished over time. Now, facing the attack of a one-star Dou Sheng, it seems to be nearing its limit.

"Xuan Kongzi, surrender now!"

The Soul Palace Battle Saint attacked while simultaneously shouting and taunting.

Xuan Kongzi calmly observed his opponent, analyzing his every move and trying to find an opening to counterattack.

For these three peak Dou Zun, the chance to defeat a Dou Sheng is only once.

On the other side, Yao Chen fought against two Soul Hall Battle Saints, and he was not at a disadvantage. His Bone Spirit Cold Flame froze the heavens and earth, and he occasionally threw out an ice blade, almost beheading the Soul Hall Battle Saints several times.

"Yao Chen, what kind of skill is it to rely on the Bone Spirit Cold Flame?!"

The two Soul Palace Battle Saints were still shaken. They had initially paid no attention to the strange fire, thinking it was nothing more than an unorthodox practice. However, after truly experiencing the Bone Spirit Cold Fire in Yao Chen's hands, they no longer thought so.

This thing was really powerful in Yao Chen's hands; he almost killed them both by himself.

If it weren't for their excellent teamwork, they would probably already be Yao Chen's frozen corpse under the fire by now.

Yao Chen smiled coldly, and the cold light of the Bone Spirit Cold Fire in his hand grew even stronger, freezing the surrounding space.

"Hmph, don't be so complacent!"

"You are destined to die here today!"

The two Soul Hall Battle Saints dared not reveal the whereabouts of their Hall Master, so they could only resort to threats.

"Noisy!"

Yao Chen held the Ice Flame in his hand and unleashed a chilling palm strike, freezing the space layer by layer. Even a Dou Sheng expert would find it difficult to move within it.

boom!

Two Soul Palace Battle Saints were frozen by the ice. Just as they were about to be completely frozen, a black flame suddenly ignited from the void, devouring all the ice.

"waste!"

A detached voice came from above. Hun Miesheng finally chose to take action, not wanting to watch his subordinates die.

Even for the Soul Clan, a Dou Sheng powerhouse is not an inexhaustible resource; every one they can avoid dying is a good thing.

Yao Chen's face showed a wary expression.

He couldn't discern the person's aura.

Moreover, that black flame was far more powerful than his own Bone Spirit Cold Flame, and the ice melted away without much resistance.

"So you are the Lord of the Soul Hall, Soul Extinction?"

Yao Chen asked.

The young man removed his black cloak, revealing a pair of indifferent and cold faces.

He looked down at Yao Chen and slowly said, "You now have two choices: one, submit to me and serve me; two, die!"

Hun Miesheng was willing to give Yao Chen a chance to join him because a senior member of the clan had said that he greatly admired Yao Chen.

Yao Chen sneered.

"You are not worthy to submit to you!"

Soul perished, but life remained unchanged.

"I gave you a chance, but since you didn't want it, then kneel down and come with me to see that lord!"

As he spoke, he was about to make a move.

However, at this moment, a huge medicine cauldron fell from the sky and crashed down on Hun Miesheng.

boom!

A massive energy storm spread out, and at the center of the storm, an old man appeared before Yao Chen.

"Elder Lin?"

Yao Chen recognized the person in front of him; he had met him when he entered the Little Pill Tower years ago.

Elder Lin nodded to Yao Chen.

"Long time no see, Yao Chen."

Xuan Kongzi had previously said that Elder Lin would intervene at a crucial moment, and it seems that the crucial moment has arrived.

Yao Chen and Elder Lin both looked up at the sky.

Despite the massive energy storm from that attack, Hun Miesheng remained unmoved, standing firm amidst the raging winds like a javelin.

"This is troublesome. Hun Miesheng has come in person this time. He is determined to destroy the Pill Tower."

Elder Lin looked serious.

"Unless the ancestor appears, I can't think of any other way."

Yao Chen's mind stirred at this moment, as if he sensed something. He looked up at the distant sky, where a figure in cyan stood.

My good disciple, you've finally arrived!

Yao Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he didn't know Han Feng's true strength, ever since he met him, this disciple, who seemed to have been reborn, had given him a sense of security, as if nothing could defeat him.

Elder Lin still had a worried expression on his face.

He was prepared to sacrifice himself for the tower.

Legend has it that many years ago, five two-star half-saints from Zhongzhou attacked together, but they were still killed by the young man in front of them.

From then on, Soul Palace Master Soul Extinction established his fearsome reputation.

In comparison, he himself was only a two-star Dou Sheng, and Elder Lin had no other support besides the ninth-grade sacred artifact, the Dan Sheng Cauldron.

Elder Lin took a deep breath and prepared to step forward.

However, at this moment, Yao Chen grabbed his hand.

"Elder Lin, let's escape quickly."

Elder Lin: ? ? ?

Shouldn't you be united against a common enemy at this time?

"Yao Chen, you can go by yourself. I'll try to buy you some time."

Elder Lin said earnestly.

"As the Grand Elder of the Lesser Pill Tower, I have no reason to stand idly by and watch the Pill Tower be destroyed."

"no......"

Yao Chen opened his mouth as if to speak.

"Alright, none of you will escape."

Hun Miesheng interrupted their conversation. He slowly stretched out his hand, and a pitch-black palm print fell from the sky.

Elder Lin pushed aside the troublesome Yao Chen in front of the battle, summoned the Pill Saint Cauldron, and prepared to withstand Hun Miesheng's attack.

A terrifying pressure descended from the sky; even before the palm print arrived, it had already caused Elder Lin's face to bulge with veins.

How to fight this?