Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

Hun Yan chuckled: "In the face of life and death, the strong are respected. Since you've come, don't even think about leaving."

The Soul Emperor arranged for him to guard this place not only to protect the origin of the soul, but also to think about how he could wipe them out if the people of the Soul Extermination Division came one day.

boom!

The ground suddenly trembled, and above the altar, wisps of black mist-like soul energy began to sink and enter the soul's essence. Its radiance fluctuated slightly, showing signs of being stained black!

"We can't wait any longer," Han Feng said in a low voice.

"Fire Spirit, buy me thirty breaths."

Fire Spirit nodded, its eyes filled with fierce fighting spirit. The crimson lotus flames around it rose again, transforming into countless fire lotuses that danced in the sky, severing the soul rune link between the altar and the soul array.

Her figure flashed out, like a warrior immortal amidst flames, heading straight for Soul Flame!

"what are you up to?"

Soul Flame seemed to sense something and suddenly looked up, only to see Han Feng's figure sweep onto the altar, the Vermilion Bird mark appearing on his palm, and a fiery red spirit pattern being carved in the void!

"Break the formation."

Han Feng uttered two words calmly.

boom!

The Vermilion Bird Fire Pattern and the Altar Array Pattern converged, instantly unleashing a terrifying burst of firelight. The underground space trembled violently, and cracks began to appear around the array eyes of the altar!

Hun Yan roared in fury: "You're courting death!"

He forcibly tore through the Fire Spirit's Fire Lotus Seal and transformed into a streak of gray fire lightning, rushing towards Han Feng!

"I told you, your opponent is me!"

With a sweep of his long sleeves, Huo Ling once again blocked the way with a curtain of crimson lotus fire. The blazing lotus fire surged upwards, forcing Hun Yan back half a step!

"Damn woman!"

Soul Flame unleashed a burst of gray flames with both palms, forcefully repelling the Fire Spirit. But just as he was about to charge again—

"Crack!"

A crisp, cracking sound came from behind me!

He turned around abruptly and saw that in the center of the altar, where the source of the soul was located, a wisp of crimson-gold Vermilion Bird True Flame had pierced through it, and the soul energy within it was violently surging and beginning to break free of control!

"What?! How is that possible?"

Soul Flame roared.

How did he break the formation in such a short time? Even a ninth-grade grandmaster of formations couldn't have done that!

Han Feng's gaze was calm as the Vermilion Bird True Flame in his palm slowly rotated, enveloping the soul's essence. The soul energy and the True Flame clashed fiercely, yet the flame could not dissipate for a long time.

"This is not destruction."

"Yes—purification."

The essence of the soul gradually turned white in the Vermilion Bird Fire, like a newborn baby, with all impurities burned away and the dark color quickly fading away!

Hun Yan's expression changed drastically: "Stop—!!"

Burning Nether City is the result of years of planning by the Soul Clan. The soul essence stored inside is not as pure as before. If ordinary people try to refine it, they will only be devoured by the resentment within. Only the Void Devouring Flame can devour the resentment and absorb its essence.

Hun Yan's actions just now were merely an attempt to temporarily use the power of the resentful souls to suppress and kill the two. He dared not, and could not, completely refine them.

Han Feng raised his palm and pressed down without hesitation.

The Vermilion Bird Flame burned ever brighter, and the essence of the soul shone with a clear radiance, completely breaking free from the control of the Soul Refining Array!

Hun Yan, in his rage, finally lost all reason. His arms trembled violently, and an enormous gray soul demon rose from the ground behind him, roaring to the heavens and earth!

"I'm going to bury both of you here forever!!"

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Huo Ling's expression hardened. Standing within the crimson lotus, he gazed solemnly at the soaring demonic figure, his body writhing in raging flames, already pushed to its limit.

Han Feng remained expressionless, standing amidst the Vermilion Bird's fiery feathers. With a gentle wave of his right hand, the purified soul essence slowly fell into his palm, where it was sealed within the Vermilion Bird Seal. Surrounded by flames, it transformed into a fiery feather talisman, which was then affixed to his back.

"Soul Flame, it seems you've gone mad." Han Feng's eyes were slightly cold, but his tone showed no fear.

"Mad?" Hun Yan grinned maliciously, his face contorted. "If I weren't mad, how could I tear apart all of you scum who dare to obstruct my Soul Clan's grand plan?!"

"Since you insist on interfering, then I will turn this Burning Netherworld Vein into your crematorium!!!"

The gray soul demon roared above his head, its eyes bloodshot. When it struck down with its palm, it was as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had caved in. Soul power and gray flames intertwined, and it crashed down with terrifying soul pressure!

"If it falls, the entire Burning Nether City will collapse."

Han Feng's expression darkened slightly. He suddenly looked up, and the Nanming Li Fire in his hand suddenly surged, his arms spreading out like wings!

"Vermilion Bird - Heaven-Burning Wings!"

A cry soared into the sky, and the phantom of the Vermilion Bird burst forth from the fiery feathers. With a flap of its wings, the fiery feathers transformed into countless streams of flame, which converged into a pair of enormous wings, charging upwards against the palm strike!

boom! ! !

The fiery wings and the shadowy palm collided head-on in mid-air. In an instant, the heavens and earth trembled, the space hundreds of feet underground collapsed, and the rolling heat wave burned the rock walls into a phantom.

Taking advantage of the situation, Huo Ling stepped into the air, lotus flames bloomed, and his figure teleported to the side of Hun Yan, where he unleashed a palm strike!

"Flaming Meteorite Palm!"

"Boom!"

A giant fiery lotus palm, imprinted with scorching traces of laws, descended from the sky and struck Hun Yan's protective soul flame, knocking him back dozens of feet, causing him to spit out blood!

"hateful!!!"

Hun Yan roared and raised his hand to cast another spell, but suddenly felt a heat on his back. Han Feng's figure had already descended into the air like a divine bird. He stretched out a palm, and the Nanming Li Fire and the Fallen Heart Flame were superimposed and fiercely imprinted on Hun Yan's chest!

"—The Vermilion Bird's Heart-Shattering Seal!"

"boom!!!"

Flames roared, the Vermilion Bird cried out, and Soul Flame's body was blasted directly into the depths of the rocky ground. Magma surged, and his soul fluctuations instantly became chaotic!

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Huo Ling raised his hand and formed a hand seal, causing the crimson lotus to bloom and completely seal off the earth vein array base, while the remaining soul patterns were completely burned!

Everything falls silent.

Within the fiery inferno beneath the earth, Hun Yan lay prostrate amidst the shattered rock layers, his gray robes torn to shreds, severely wounded, and coughing up blood incessantly. The colossal gray soul demonic shadow had also been completely annihilated, along with the soul array, which had crumbled beyond repair.

“You…you two…how could this be…” Hun Yan’s voice was hoarse, filled with extreme resentment.

Han Feng slowly approached, looking down at him: "You rely too much on the power of vengeful spirits, but underestimate the true purification of soul fire."

Soul Flame's strength was at the late stage of Seven-Star Dou Sheng, on par with Fire Spirit, but he underestimated Han Feng's power.

Huo Ling stood to Han Feng's side, his gaze calm: "I will settle accounts with you one by one for the crimes committed by the Soul Clan back then. You are not the first, and you will never be the last."

Soul Flame let out a low roar, as if it wanted to burn out its last breath and make a desperate counterattack.

But Han Feng had already raised his hand, and from the Southern Bright Fire, a Vermilion Bird Fire Feather drifted down and gently slashed.

"ended."

The fiery feather struck Hun Yan's brow, and his soul let out a mournful wail. His eyes instantly lost their light, and he collapsed to the ground.

Unlike when he used all his secret techniques to kill Soul Mirror back then, Han Feng was already quite adept at killing Soul Flame. His methods of collecting souls and absorbing spirits were even more skillful than those of the Soul Clan.

The underground returned to silence, and the subterranean fire that had surged into the city was completely reversed under Han Feng's control, preventing the city from being destroyed.

A massive mass of primordial soul essence floated silently in the air, gently enveloped by the Vermilion Bird Flame, pure and flawless, like the rising sun.

Fire Spirit withdrew the Fire Lotus, glanced at Han Feng, and nodded slightly.

"After this battle, the Soul Clan will surely be furious."

Han Feng smiled faintly: "That's good. It's time for them to understand that hiding won't get them anywhere."

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That night, Han Feng and Huo Ling escaped from the depths of Burning Netherworld, traversed layers of rock, and returned to the surface without alerting anyone in Burning Netherworld City.

Without pausing for a moment, the two soared into the sky. Huo Ling's sleeves billowed, and blazing flames formed a rainbow, leaving a trail of crimson lotus light in the sky; while Han Feng, carrying fire feathers on his back, soared like a vermilion bird, his flames blazing brightly.

The main hall of the Yan Clan, the core of the Fire Domain.

When Han Feng and Huo Ling stepped into the hall, Yan Jin was already waiting on the main hall. He was wearing a crimson-gold fire robe and his eyes were bright as he looked at the two of them.

"came back?"

Fire Spirit stepped forward and told Flame Ash the whole story of the operation.

"Are you saying that the Soul Clan set up a Soul Refining Array in Burning Nether City and secretly accumulated such a massive amount of soul essence?"

Yan Jin's gaze darkened slightly, and a sense of vigilance arose in his heart.

"This is definitely not something that can be accomplished in a short time."

Han Feng then said, "Although Hun Yan is dead, this is only the tip of the iceberg of the Soul Clan's plan... The Soul Emperor's schemes are probably even more terrifying than what we have seen."

Fire Spirit nodded: "Our operation this time was just a private collaboration. It did not represent the Flame Clan, nor did it involve any other ancient clans. We just felt that... we should not remain silent about this matter any longer."

Yan Jin slowly rose, put his hands behind his back, looked at the fire domain outside the hall that was ablaze with flames, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you for bringing back the message... Although the Yan Clan may not take action immediately, I will not stand idly by if the Soul Clan really starts another war."

He glanced back at Han Feng and smiled, "Zhuque... the fire on your body is even more intense than I imagined."

Han Feng nodded slightly, without saying anything more.

Fire Spirit smiled gently: "Then we won't disturb the clan leader's rest any longer. After a fierce battle outside, we also need to go back and recuperate."

Yan Jin waved his hand, signaling the two to leave.

After leaving the main hall, Han Feng returned to the secret palace where Huo Ling lived with her.

As night fell, the firelight shone like rosy clouds. In a corner of the side hall, the Fire Spirit set up a barrier to isolate the disturbances.

Han Feng then took out the soul essence that had been purified by the Vermilion Bird True Flame.

"Although I have purified the essence of this soul, the total amount is really not much."

The Soul Clan must have learned their lesson and will regularly send their soul essence to the main hall, not leaving too much behind.

Upon hearing this, Huo Ling nodded gently, stepped forward, and with a flick of her jade hand, a crimson lotus flame rose from her palm, slowly wrapping around the ball of soul essence and stabilizing it.

"Although it's not a lot... this is the first time I've ever seen such a pure essence of soul." She said softly, a hint of surprise and admiration appearing in her eyes.

"Such a soul essence is indeed extremely rare. It is almost impossible to see it in ordinary places. Only the Soul Palace can collect and refine it on a large scale to form such a huge soul cluster."

If these origins of the soul were converted into the size of individual souls, it would probably be beyond the reach of the people of a single country or city.

Han Feng stared at the slowly floating wisp of soul essence, his expression solemn.

"This item was obtained by the two of us working together." He turned to look at the Fire Spirit and said slowly, "Then let the two of us refine it together, shall we?"

Huo Ling was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, then nodded gently.

"Although this essence of soul is pure, it is almost impossible for it to break through to the Great Perfection of the Heaven Realm and advance to the Emperor Realm," Han Feng continued. "However... it is extremely beneficial to use it to stabilize one's realm and refine one's soul."

After pondering for a moment, Huo Ling suddenly walked from the hall to a jade cabinet on the side. After searching for a while, he took out an ancient book with a dark red cover and engraved with spiritual flame patterns.

She handed the ancient book to Han Feng and said tentatively, "Lord Zhuque, this is a secret technique that I obtained by chance from my clan's secret collection many years ago—created for the path of the soul, and called the 'Soul Fusion Flame Codex'."

Han Feng took the ancient book, lowered his head to flip through it, and a strange look appeared in his eyes.

Huo Ling said softly, "This method has no lewd intentions. Instead, it uses the method of merging souls to complement and resonate with each other in a dual cultivation state, making it easier for the soul power to control the original soul power, and the refining effect will be multiplied."

She paused, then lowered her voice slightly: "If you don't mind... I'd like to give it a try."

Han Feng looked up at her, his gaze calm and profound. After a moment, he nodded gently: "Okay."

The Soul Fusion Flame Manual is a Heaven-Rank Soul Secret Technique, and it has many valuable aspects.

Although the method of dual cultivation of the soul is somewhat ambiguous, it is not a big deal for the sake of cultivation.

Both parties are adults, aware of the pros and cons, and will not be overly fixated on ordinary romantic love between men and women.

If this method is used to refine it, the essence of this soul can be multiplied.

After that, communication with the Yan Clan will become more natural.

Chapter 455 Leaving

Deep within the secret palace, flames flickered, and crimson lotuses floated gently.