Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

Gu Xun'er was a prodigy in her clan, possessing divine bloodline, so her ambition was naturally exceptional. However, because she had experienced the lives of ordinary people, she did not show arrogance towards outsiders.

However, as a cultivator, Gu Xun'er was still strong-willed and would not deliberately show weakness to others.

Very few people in the clan had ever fought her, but none of them could defeat her.

Han Feng lightly raised his finger, and a wisp of strange fire ignited from his fingertip. One color, two colors... and even nine colors, all merged together, radiating a powerful and mysterious energy.

Gu Xun'er leaned closer to examine the flame that had fused with nine different kinds of strange fire, and a look of shock appeared on her beautiful face.

"Wow, that's amazing..."

The profound mystery of the "Burning Technique" was something even powerful forces like the ancient clans had never witnessed.

According to long-standing practice, even if a large number of low-level flames are gathered, it is extremely difficult to improve them through fusion.

Of course, the fusion of different flames is an exception.

However, due to the extreme risks involved in fusing with different flames, very few people attempt it, and of those who do, the vast majority have perished, with only a handful succeeding.

The patriarch of the Yan Clan was one of the successful ones. He fused the Nine Nether Golden Ancestral Flame, which ranked seventh on the Strange Flame Ranking, with the Volcanic Stone Flame, which ranked seventeenth. It is said that this fusion can rival the Golden Emperor Burning Heaven Flame.

In terms of quality, the two strange flames of the Yan Clan, especially the Nine Nether Golden Ancestral Flame, have been nurtured for tens of thousands of years and have long since broken through the threshold of the Dou Sheng level. They are a major inherited flame within the clan.

The wild flames in Han Feng's hands, although more natural, cannot compare in quality to the flames of the major clans.

"There is something even more powerful."

Han Feng said with a smile.

"However, it's not convenient to show it now."

Within the ancient race, some powerful monsters possess exceptional perception abilities, and Han Feng did not wish to reveal too much of his strength.

Gu Xun'er said, "Then let me go to Mr. Han's house after I come out of the Heavenly Tomb?"

Han Feng chuckled and nodded.

"The Heavenly Tomb is fraught with danger. If you encounter any danger, you can try to use it to break the deadlock."

As Han Feng spoke, he handed the ball of fused strange fire in his palm to Gu Xun'er.

Gu Xun'er carefully accepted it.

"Thank you, Mr. Han."

Each person possesses their own unique natal flame, and Han Feng's journey to the ancient clan is drawing to a close.

In the distance, a powerful burst of fiery energy erupted from a mountain range. Xiao Yan rode the flames and rose into the air, taking a deep breath.

"I've finally mastered it. Now I should be able to protect myself to some extent in the Heavenly Tomb."

The power of the stars contained in the Three Thousand Burning Flames has a powerful restorative effect, so Xiao Yan was able to further improve his cultivation with the fire seed bestowed by Han Feng, and could even unleash power comparable to a low-level Dou Zun.

Although it only lasts for a short time, it's enough as a burst skill.

In order not to hold Xun'er back in the Heavenly Tomb, Xiao Yan has indeed been cultivating very diligently these past two days and has even broken through his own bottleneck.

He looked at the sun, which had already risen some distance above the horizon, and thought to himself, "This is bad."

I was completely absorbed in my cultivation just now, so I mustn't miss the Heavenly Tomb!

Xiao Yan quickly flew to the mountain where Gu Xun'er was and found that his senior brother and Xun'er were waiting there. He breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's good that you weren't late..."

"Hurry up and come down."

Han Feng shouted.

"Hey, here we come!"

Xiao Yan landed in the courtyard, and Xun'er smiled and nodded at him.

"Cousin Xiao Yan, how has your cultivation been these past two days?"

"Not bad, we've made some breakthroughs, and we should be able to protect ourselves."

Gu Xun'er nodded and then walked outside, explaining, "The Heavenly Tomb is located deep within the Ancient Sacred Mountains. It is a forbidden area for the ancient clans. Except during the opening hours of the Heavenly Tomb, even clan members are not allowed to enter."

Xiao Yan immediately followed.

"The Heavenly Tomb contains many powerful beings from ancient times. They exist in the form of energy bodies and possess a portion of their power from their previous lives."

Is it a soul?

"Hmm, somewhat similar, but not entirely the same as a soul."

Gu Xun'er said, "The Heavenly Tomb itself is very special. Even Father doesn't know how the energy bodies inside are formed."

"However, the Heavenly Tomb is roughly divided into three layers. The energy bodies in the first layer are at the level of a low-level Dou Zun. The energy bodies in the second layer are between three and eight-star Dou Zun. The energy bodies in the third layer have reached the peak of Dou Zun, the level of a half-saint, or even a Dou Saint."

Xiao Yan felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this distribution of strength.

Even if I were to unleash my full power now, I'd only be qualified for the first level of training...

The upper limit of the second level is directly raised to eight-star Dou Zun. How could anyone possibly defeat that?

Gu Xun'er glanced at Xiao Yan and continued, "Generally speaking, people who enter the Heavenly Tomb for training will not choose to enter the third level unless they are absolutely certain of success. However, Cousin Xiao Yan, you must be looking for the inheritance of our ancestor Xiao Xuan this time, right?"

"Hey?"

Xiao Yan was taken aback.

"Xiao Xuan...ancestor?"

Han Feng smiled and said, "Junior Brother, this is the real reason I let you enter the Heavenly Tomb."

"Xiao Xuan, a thousand years ago, was the peak expert who had one foot in the Dou Di realm, and was also the patriarch of the Xiao clan."

"He left behind a legacy in the Heavenly Tomb, waiting for the descendants of the Xiao clan to discover it."

Xiao Yan stood there, stunned.

"Xiao Xuan... Dou Di... Clan Chief?"

Gu Xun'er walked to Han Feng's side.

"Mr. Han, you didn't tell Xiao Yan about Senior Xiao Xuan."

"This kid is still a bit impetuous. If we had told him from the beginning, he wouldn't have been able to cultivate in peace for the next couple of days."

Han Feng looked at Xiao Yan, who was in a daze, and said helplessly.

Xiao Yan finally recovered.

"Sigh... I suddenly feel a lot more pressure."

Shouldn't we be even more excited?

Han Feng countered with a question.

"If I were strong enough, I might actually look forward to it."

Xiao Yan smiled wryly.

He hadn't even broken through to the Dou Zun level yet, and even venturing into the first level of the Heavenly Tomb was extremely difficult, let alone the second or third level.

"Senior Xiao Xuan's inheritance site is on the third level, and no one from the ancient clan has been there yet."

Gu Xun'er said.

"It is precisely because it is so dangerous that no one dares to take the risk."

After all, that is the deepest part of the Heavenly Tomb, where there are many souls at the level of Half-Saint or Battle Saint. If a cultivator at the Battle Venerable level goes there, he will almost certainly die.

Those who enter the Heavenly Tomb are usually young cultivators. The elders of the clan leave the opportunity for the young to gain experience, and they themselves do not enter.

The clan chief, Gu Yuan, had been there, but he hadn't found anything.

With his limited perspective, he wouldn't have an excessive desire for the Xiao clan's heritage. The ancient clans are already the strongest in the world. Wouldn't it be petty to covet the heritage of other families?

"The third floor..."

Xiao Yan frowned and thought for a while.

"Senior brother, are you allowed to enter this Heavenly Tomb?"

"Can't get in."

Han Feng shook his head and said, "This is ultimately your family matter. Whether you can inherit your ancestors' legacy and gain their approval is entirely up to you."

“Junior brother, you should know that you are the only descendant of the Xiao clan to have made it here in the past thousand years.”

Han Feng patted Xiao Yan on the shoulder and said earnestly.

"I won't say more. How you choose to go from here on out is up to you."

Sending Xiao Yan here was already the limit of what Han Feng could do; his own choice is the key to determining his future.

No one can make all the decisions for another person.

Xiao Yan nodded, his expression unreadable, but the look in his eyes revealed his determination.

Whether you succeed or not, you should always give it a try.

The three traveled to the depths of the Ancient Sacred Mountain Range, where many people had already arrived. Han Feng's gaze swept across the area, and he saw the younger generation from various races.

On a mountain peak, three figures in black robes hovered in the air, looking down at the crowd.

“Those are members of the Soul Clan. The one in the middle is called Soul Cliff, and he is one of the best among the younger generation of the Soul Clan.”

Gu Xun'er said.

"The hatred between the Xiao Clan and the Soul Clan is very deep, so he might target Xiao Yan's cousin this time."

Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes, and anger naturally arose in his heart.

Were they the ones who wiped out the Xiao clan?

If it weren't for these bastards, I'd probably be the young master of Zhongzhou by now.

The hatred of genocide is deeply etched in the bloodline, making it unforgettable.

The three members of the Soul Clan sensed something and looked at Xiao Yan.

They gave a contemptuous smile, and their chilling aura spread out without restraint.

"boom!"

Just as the group was talking, a loud bang suddenly came from the sky, and then a spatial rift that was a thousand feet long spread out directly from the sky.

Deep within the spatial rift, a silver light suddenly shone, then transformed into a massive spatial gate hundreds of feet long, its ancient and primordial aura emanating from the crack.

"Is the Gate to the Heavenly Tomb about to open?"

Xiao Yan stared in shock at the scene before him. The sheer power of the scene was enough to intimidate most of the powerful figures.

Those venerable ones in the Central Plains probably never saw such a magnificent scene in their entire lives.

"Everyone, you should already know the rules for entering the Heavenly Tomb: each clan has two slots, and absolutely no more than that can be allowed..."

Elder Tongxuan's aged figure appeared in the sky, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding figures as he spoke calmly.

Hearing his words, everyone nodded slightly. The rules for entering the Heavenly Tomb have always been the same, with two slots for each clan, a system that has continued to this day.

Only the Ancient Clan, as the race that guards the Heavenly Tomb, receives greater benefits. Even though Xiao Yan occupies a spot this time, they still have five spots.

The people from the ancient clan who entered the Heavenly Tomb had already been selected: the four Grand Commanders, plus Gu Xun'er, the five most outstanding talents in the clan, all entered.

"Then we'll go inside first, Mr. Han, goodbye."

Gu Xun'er waved to Han Feng, then flew towards the Heavenly Tomb Gate with Xiao Yan.

Chapter 392 Encounters with the Spirit Clan

Whoosh!Whoosh!

One after another, figures flew into the spatial gate and entered the Heavenly Tomb.

After more than a dozen selected prodigies had entered, another loud bang echoed through the sky.

Han Feng watched as the Heavenly Tomb Gate gradually closed, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

From now on, whether he succeeds or fails depends on his own efforts.

And it's time for him to do something important.