Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

Han Feng smiled gently.

That's right, don't you even know whose territory this mountain originally belonged to?

"Have you learned the trick I taught you before?"

Han Feng asked.

"Learned it!"

Psylocke said confidently.

"Oh? How about we practice a bit?"

"no problem!"

Han Feng walked to the center of the courtyard and beckoned to Ling Die.

Lingdie took a deep breath, and spiritual energy began to surge rapidly in her eyes.

"Heavenly Spirit Guardian Seal - Deer Form!"

Lingdie formed a hand seal, and spiritual light flickered. A dense mass of celestial spiritual energy instantly appeared behind her.

A hazy aura of celestial energy slowly rippled out, and soon, the phantom of a white deer emerged from it.

Soul coalescing is a very advanced ability.

In spiritual practice, the more realistically the image of the soul is formed, the higher the quality of the soul.

Spirit Butterfly's talent is beyond doubt. As a descendant of the Spirit Clan, she possesses a rare Spirit Clan bloodline, making her unparalleled even among outsiders.

As the butterfly's hand seals changed, the white deer galloped towards Han Feng.

Han Feng stared at Bai Lu for a while, then slowly raised his hand. Just as Bai Lu was about to bump into him, a wall of souls was erected out of thin air.

boom!

The white deer crashed into the wall of souls, and its form immediately came to a stop.

Due to the powerful impact, its hind limbs rolled over, and it stood upside down on the Wall of Souls.

Psylocke cried out in surprise, feeling as if her head had hit the wall like a white deer, and was momentarily stunned.

However, she quickly regained her senses and immediately changed her moves.

"Heavenly Spirit Guardian Seal - Butterfly Shape!"

With a change of hand seals, the white deer instantly transformed into white butterflies, which scattered and surrounded Han Feng.

The white butterfly released clusters of spiritual energy, which seemed to have an corrosive effect, constantly gnawing at Han Feng's soul wall.

Han Feng didn't move, letting the white butterfly nibble on him for a while, then raised his right hand in a sword-finger gesture and turned it slightly.

The Wall of Souls also changed its form, switching from defense to attack, and pierced the Spirit Butterfly like a sharp arrow.

Faced with the crisis, Psylocke responded swiftly.

"Back!"

At her command, the white butterfly instantly transformed into a white streak of light and returned to her in the blink of an eye.

boom!

Han Feng's soul arrow struck the white light, its speed suddenly decreasing. However, due to the high quality of Han Feng's soul, it quickly broke through the defense.

Psylocke's pupils contracted, and she thought to herself, "It's all over."

Just as it was about to strike, the arrow of soul vanished instantly.

Han Feng nodded slowly, his face showing approval and satisfaction.

"Not bad, you've cultivated three forms and can switch between them skillfully. Very good."

Han Feng didn't expect Ling Die to be particularly powerful, but as a hope for the Spirit Clan, she needed to develop more self-protection skills to better survive in this world.

"Yao Han, you're amazing."

Psylocke said blankly.

Although she was mentally prepared, Psylocke couldn't help but feel emotional.

"I'm just a little better at cultivation; you can't compare to me."

Han Feng stepped forward and patted Lingdie's head.

"Woo..."

Lingdie let Han Feng stroke her hair, making pleasant sounds.

After the simple test, Han Feng talked with Ling Die for a while.

The rare moment of leisure after cultivation is perfect for sitting in the courtyard and basking in the sun.

Ling Ying slowly emerged from the shadows of the room.

"You've returned from the Stone Tribe?"

"Ah."

Han Feng nodded.

"You're really quick."

Ling Ying sighed.

"The Stone Clan is just fighting and fighting. In the last few days, I've probably been in more fights than I did in the entire last year."

Han Feng said slowly.

"Hehe, that's the characteristic of the Stone Clan. Reasoning with them is not very useful; in the end, fists are more convenient."

After hearing what Ling Ying said, Han Feng thought that it seemed to be true.

After he and Shi Tian had a fight, many problems were easily resolved.

"I'm sorry to trouble you during this time."

Han Feng said to Ling Ying.

"No trouble at all, that girl is quite self-disciplined."

Ling Ying's words revealed a greater appreciation for Ling Die.

He had seen the little girl's hard work these past few days.

Han Feng smiled slightly, about to say something, when his expression suddenly changed.

"Something's wrong! There's been a change on the Spirit Race's side!"

The sensation of the Fallen Heart Flame's split flame allowed Han Feng, who was far away in the Ancient Clan, to notice the slightest movement on the Spirit Clan's side.

"Elder Ling, could you please keep an eye on Lingdie a little longer? I have to go!"

Han Feng jumped up from his seat in a flash.

Ling Ying's expression became much more serious at this moment.

He didn't ask any more questions, he just nodded.

Han Feng glanced at the little girl who had started cultivating again in the courtyard, and after a brief moment of thought, he chose to leave without saying goodbye.

With Psylocke's current strength, she is simply unable to participate in that battle.

I'll go by myself.

Without further hesitation, Han Feng flashed and immediately arrived at the place where he was supposed to contact Gu Yuan.

"what happened?"

Since Han Feng and Gu Yuan had just been here, Gu Yuan didn't bother with anything else. Upon hearing Han Feng's call, he immediately appeared and asked with some confusion.

"Something's happened with the Spirit Race, I have to get there right away!"

"what?!"

Gu Yuan's expression changed.

His backup plan, which he left there, has not sent back a single signal at this moment.

"I'm too busy here, but you can take this. It might be useful in a critical moment to break the deadlock."

Gu Yuan handed Han Feng something that looked like an ancient mirror.

Han Feng's gaze sharpened slightly as he sensed the immense energy within this ancient mirror.

He accepted it and set off immediately.

No matter what, he had to go; it was the breakthrough point and the most crucial part of the plan.

At this very moment, in the Spirit Realm, among the Spirit Race.

An unseen darkness is rapidly approaching.

Those backup plans that had been placed around the area were silently enveloped by this darkness, and subsequently lost their channels of communication with the outside world.

"What's going on? Why can't the message be sent out?"

"A member of the ancient tribe asked in confusion."

With his level of cultivation, he was unable to perceive the changes in the surrounding world. By the time he noticed the anomaly, it was too late.

The special domain suppressed everything around it, and most ordinary people could not detect anything unusual. Only a very few people showed signs of anxiety.

In the spiritual world.

The men in black robes worked together to form a formation, and then they cut open their palms and dripped their blood into it.

"Offer blood to the spirits! The True Ancestor has returned!"

boom!

A burst of crimson spiritual energy erupted from the formation and then spread rapidly.

When the blood energy had almost fully permeated the area, a black flame quietly appeared from the center of the formation.

After the flame appeared, it rapidly grew larger in just a few breaths and slowly transformed into a human shape.

"So this is the Spirit Race's summoning technique? It's quite useful."

The humanoid black figure gave a cold laugh, then looked towards the distant sky above the Spirit Race.

"let's start."

At the command of the shadowy figure, several men in black robes quickly dispersed and flew off in all directions.

In the Spirit Clan's main hall, Elder Ling Yuan, who was acting as regent, suddenly felt a jolt in his heart, as if a very ominous premonition was coming his way.

"Something seems wrong."

As a spirit refiner, Ling Yuan pays great attention to his daily perception of qi. If he can get this feeling, it means that something bad may indeed be happening.

Sure enough, before Ling Yuan could finish thinking, darkness suddenly enveloped the sky of the Spirit Realm.

Just moments ago, the sun was shining brightly in the sky, but the next second, it was swallowed by darkness.

Ling Yuan instantly arrived outside the main hall. Seeing the sudden change in the sky, his heart sank.

"What is this?"

Given the vastness of the Spirit Realm, encompassing it is an extremely difficult task, one that even the Spirit Clan Chief at his peak could not accomplish.

And now, in just a few breaths, the sky of the spirit realm was shrouded by a mysterious force.

Could it be that Fellow Daoist Azure Dragon was right...?

Ling Yuan couldn't help but recall what Han Feng had told him before.

The Soul Clan is preparing to attack the Spirit Clan, and the time is fast approaching.

At first, Ling Yuan was somewhat skeptical, but because of the clan leader's influence, he listened carefully to Han Feng's advice.

They had previously deployed multiple layers of backup plans, placing them in the outer city, the southern region, and even the central region.

To ensure that if the spirit world falls into crisis, the other party can promptly inform them.

Inside the spirit realm, the others also began to panic.

The sky was so dark it was almost unbelievable, giving off a chilling and eerie feeling.