Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

Who told me to have such a "well-behaved" daughter, and yet I've fallen for someone else?

Chapter 456 Earth God Abyss

After chatting with Gu Yuan for a while longer in the courtyard, Han Feng got up and left, returning to his residence to begin thinking about his next steps.

What the Soul Clan does is their business. Han Feng and the Ancient Clan cannot keep an eye on each other at all times and act according to each other's actions.

You can only be a thief for a thousand days, but there is no way to prevent a thief for a thousand days.

For Han Feng, there are two important things right now: one is to improve his strength, and the other is... also to improve his strength.

Gu Yuan's earlier words, though seemingly meant to comfort himself, were actually quite reasonable.

Han Feng didn't intend to persuade the Lei Clan and the Medicine Clan.

Firstly, it wasn't very realistic. Han Feng went to the Yan Clan with a try-it-and-see attitude. If he hadn't encountered the Fire Spirit, who took the initiative to help him, Han Feng definitely wouldn't have been able to handle the Yan Clan now.

Moreover, to be precise, the Yan Clan is currently the only clan that Han Feng has managed to persuade and win over from top to bottom.

Han Feng persuaded the clan leader Shi Tian of the Stone Clan, but the elders in the clan had a very low opinion of him.

Han Feng only managed to persuade the Spirit Clan's Grand Elder and Clan Chief, but they had already suffered from the Soul Clan's invasion.

Secondly, even if you manage to persuade them by chance, they won't realize the seriousness of the matter and will just go through the motions.

Conversely, if the two races experience pain, it will only intensify their desire to join the alliance.

Blindly trying to please someone is neither Han Feng's style nor that of the ancient clan.

Some things only need to be said once or twice; Han Feng's persuasion will only happen once.

Missing out is a loss for both clans.

After thinking for an afternoon, Han Feng walked out of the room.

When he chatted with Gu Yuan before, he learned that Gu Xun'er was currently in seclusion trying to break through to the Dou Sheng realm, so it wouldn't be good for him to go see her in the short term.

Han Feng was rather bored in this vast ancient clan.

With nothing to do and bored in his room, Han Feng decided to go out and explore, hoping to change his perspective.

The current situation is not something he can change simply by being hasty.

Whether it's strength or the alliance.

The ancient tribe was very large, and its scenic spots and wonders were no less than those of the Yan tribe.

Han Feng strolled along the banks of a clear stream, where golden flowers bloomed on both sides, swaying in the wind and floating into the air, their reflections creating golden ripples on the water's surface.

Not far away, several children were playing and frolicking. One of them grabbed a precious golden flower stamen, put it to his mouth, and blew on it.

Laughter returned, and the golden flower stamens scattered flowing golden light, flowing into the child's body.

Han Feng watched this scene from afar, sighing inwardly.

As expected of the core area of ​​the ancient tribe, this precious Golden Coin Flower can be played with by children at will.

Crucially, this shimmering golden light is not entirely useless. Besides being aesthetically pleasing, it can also cleanse a child's pure body, laying the foundation for their future path of spiritual cultivation.

A moment later, a woman walked over from the other side of the river, her demeanor exuding the grace of a well-bred lady.

She called to the children and told them to leave the riverbank and go play.

After several unsuccessful calls, the woman took out a long golden ruler, and the children screamed and ran away into the distance.

The woman reluctantly put away the ruler, then turned and exchanged a glance with Han Feng.

As the two locked eyes, Han Feng had already discerned the man's true nature.

Samsung Fighting Saint.

Once again, the attire is so elegant and simple; the style of the ancient tribe remains as simple as ever.

He probably learned it from Gu Yuan.

The woman looked at Han Feng carefully, smiled and nodded at him, then turned and walked in the direction the children were running.

"The ancient tribes are truly full of hidden talents."

Han Feng sighed softly.

A Dou Sheng level expert could be seen everywhere, but the key was their simple attire; if I didn't know better, I would have thought they were from an ordinary family.

If we're talking about playing dumb to outsmart others, then the ancient tribes are the best example.

They don't usually show off, but upon closer inspection, each one is quite extraordinary.

However, even such a powerful clan was defeated by the Soul Clan in their previous life, so there's no need to elaborate on how strong the Soul Clan was.

Han Feng looked at the lake.

The Four Demon Saints of the Soul Clan are powerful, but they are not the strongest members of the Soul Clan besides the Soul Emperor and the Void Devouring Flame.

Han Feng remembered that in the great battle of his previous life, the Soul Clan had more than four eight-star Dou Sheng, each wielding a ninth-grade peak sacred artifact, posing a great threat to the allied forces.

How can we defeat such a formidable enemy without giving it our all?

We can't possibly walk the same path we did in our past lives, can we?

Then there would be no point in coming back to earth.

As the game drew closer to its end, Han Feng felt increasingly anxious. His previous composure was simply a reflection of his strong mental fortitude.

It's normal to get excited when things get really critical.

Han Feng took a deep breath.

He could only silently process these emotions on his own, and there were very few people he could confide in.

Han Feng has many trustworthy people around him now, but there is still no one he can truly entrust his heart and soul to.

Or perhaps, that person hasn't matured to that point yet.

To stand beside Han Feng, one must not only match him in terms of cultivation level, temperament, and tacit understanding, but most importantly, it must be fate.

Things that are preordained should not be overthought or worried about.

After spending an afternoon exploring the ancient tribes, Han Feng returned to the main hall on the mountain peak and began his cultivation.

The next target for his lobbying is the Thunder Clan. Han Feng wants to take advantage of the time to hone his Thunder Law skills.

Putting everything else aside, Han Feng was confident that he could suppress a group of Thunder Clan experts with the thunderous power within the Nine Dragons Thunderfire alone.

Not to mention the Nine Profound Golden Thunder, a super spiritual object, as a trump card.

With two Seven-Star Dou Sheng joining forces, even the Thunder Clan Chief would have to kneel down.

It has to be said that Han Feng's mindset has become a bit arrogant.

Having killed two Soul Clan Demon Saints and fought to a draw with the Flame Clan Chief, Han Feng now possesses the strength of an early-stage Eight-Star Dou Sheng.

It is rare in history for a newly ascended Seven Stars Battle Saint to possess the ability to fight across stars.

However, at this moment, Nine Profound Golden Thunder spoke up: "Hmph, don't underestimate that Thunder Clan Chief."

A hint of apprehension flashed in Jiu Xuan Jin Lei's eyes.

"Oh? You've met them before?"

Han Feng asked in surprise.

He thought that before the Nine Profound Golden Thunder awakened its spirit, it had never come into contact with any important figures on the Dou Qi Continent.

"You're not the only one who dares to venture into the void. Back then, I met a man who claimed to be the patriarch of the Thunder Clan and defeated and subdued the Heavenly Purple Thunder."

"Heavenly Purple Lightning?"

Han Feng pondered for a moment, then his gaze froze.

"One of the three legendary miraculous mines?"

Nine Profound Golden Thunder nodded.

"I have to thank it, otherwise I would have been arrested back then too."

Since then, Nine Profound Golden Thunder has rarely approached this area of ​​the Dou Qi Continent, for fear of accidentally encountering some monster and being defeated and captured.

It wasn't until he met Han Feng that he fell into their trap.

However, it wasn't a complete loss; at least the spiritual awakening was successful, which was better than the luck of the Heavenly Gang Purple Lightning.

"The Heavenly Purple Lightning is extremely yang and strong, with immense destructive power. If you encounter its lightning, be careful."

Nine Profound Golden Thunder gave instructions.

Even now, it wouldn't dare say it could definitely beat the opponent.

Han Feng smiled and said, "Is that amazing? But I think you're pretty strong now too."

The golden dragon formed from the Nine Profound Golden Thunder turned its head slightly.

"You don't need to say more..."

"Well, actually I haven't seen it in a long time either. Since I have the chance to face it, I'll take this opportunity to experience its strength."

"That's what the Nine Profound Golden Thunder said."

It escaped disaster back then because of its "weakness," and now it has returned to prove to its former "idol" that it is no longer the same as before.

A few days later, Han Feng finished his secluded cultivation in the ancient clan. He bid farewell to Gu Yuan and prepared to set off to find Mang Tian Chi.

Since the Lei Clan was known for its stubborn and unpleasant temperament, the Ancient Clan couldn't offer Han Feng much advice, only some basic information. After that, Han Feng had to handle the rest himself.

After leaving the ancient clan, Han Feng took out the communication item he had obtained from Mang Tianchi at the ancient clan's coming-of-age ceremony and gently crushed it.

Soon, a faint aura sensed from heaven and earth flew out, guiding Han Feng in the dark.

It's in the northwest.

After confirming his location, Han Feng set off at full speed.

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In the area where the Northwest Continent meets the Central Plains, there is a deep rift valley that the locals call the Earth God Abyss.

The name comes from the fact that this place often experiences earthquake-like tremors, the source of which is the rift valley below.

A powerful expert who had broken through to the Dou Wang realm once descended into the Earth God Abyss to find the cause of the earthquake, but he never returned. Since then, the Earth God Abyss has become a forbidden area of ​​the Earth God, and no one dares to sneak in anymore, because doing so would be considered an offense by the Earth God, who would then subject them to cruel punishment.

At certain times of the year, locals would come to the altar outside the rift valley to worship the earth god and pray for peace in the coming year.

Although the frequent tremors caused great inconvenience to the local villagers, this special disaster also deterred the surrounding monsters from attacking. At least since the village was founded, there has never been a case of being killed by monsters, which would be almost impossible in other mountain villages.

As a result, the locals gradually adapted to this way of life.

Above the clouds, Han Feng transformed into a streak of light and remained there.

The guidance to the Thunder Pearl abruptly ends here.

Han Feng looked down at the land, scanning through the villages, but did not find Mang Tianchi. Then he looked into the abyss.

"Did they go into the rift valley?"

The fact that certain unique geographical environments can isolate the search by divine sense, and that tracking and sensing are cut off here, indicates that this rift valley is not simple.

Han Feng flashed and flew towards the rift valley in the next moment.

At the bottom of the Earth God Abyss, the sunlight was initially intense, but after descending several thousand meters, all the sunlight began to converge.

Whoohoo!

A cold, howling wind howled, as if something was whimpering softly in the depths of darkness.

Upon reaching this depth, Han Feng felt a strange sense of oppression coming from all directions. It wasn't the pressure of battle qi, but rather a kind of tremor from the depths of the earth's veins—dull and heavy, like a sleeping giant beast slowly turning over.

"This is indeed unusual..."

Han Feng's gaze narrowed slightly, and with a flick of his fingers, a wisp of Nanming Fire danced at his fingertips, illuminating the surrounding darkness for several feet.

Where the firelight reached, the rock walls were rugged and uneven, with faint traces of corrosion visible, as if some kind of corrosive energy had erupted here, and more than once.

He continued to descend, the faint sound of wind reaching his ears like the whisper of a giant beast, a sound that was both crying and laughing, both real and unreal.

Han Feng frowned slightly, and the laws governing his body subtly shifted, a cold and dark flame igniting in his eyes.

Nine Netherworld Wind and Flame!