Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

"The rebellion has been quelled?" Han Feng glanced around and sensed that the capital's aura was restrained and the city was heavily guarded, with no signs of major chaos.

Sikong Chan nodded, a flash of coldness in her eyes: "The person behind the scenes is indeed the Soul Palace. They mobilized the six feudal lords and three Dou Zun who were secretly lurking, intending to create a palace coup to cover their infiltration into the seal crack of the Purple Shattered Ruins."

"And the result?" Han Feng asked.

"I will personally take action."

Sikong Chan's gaze was indifferent. "As soon as they entered the border, I sealed them with a single palm strike. Their leader, 'Hun Qian,' has already been killed by me, and his soul source has been handed over to the palace for sealing."

Although her voice was calm, the fact that a Dou Sheng expert could kill someone with a single palm strike still carried an undeniable and sharp pressure.

"Well done." Han Feng nodded, feeling slightly relieved, and then said, "I came here this time because the 'first demonic invasion' you mentioned before is very likely to happen soon."

Sikong Chan took a deep breath and said, "So fast?"

The guidance from the Vermilion Bird Crystal has not appeared since then, so there has been no further news from Sikong Chan.

"I suspect that the point of the demonic invasion may be in one of the demonic caves that were once conquered. The Purple Shattered Ruins in the Southern Continent may also be at risk."

Upon hearing this, Sikong Chan frowned.

If they really attack from the Purple Shattered Ruins, the Southern Li Empire will face annihilation.

Sikong Chan lowered her eyes in deep thought, her crimson imperial robes fluttering slightly in the morning breeze. She slowly raised her head, her phoenix eyes gazing at the sea of ​​clouds on the horizon, her tone low and cold:

"Although the seal was initially restored after the battle of Purple Shattered Ruins, it was only a temporary measure. If the demons truly use this place as a breach... even with a million soldiers, my Southern Li Empire cannot stop such an alien tide."

Her tone was relatively calm, but a hint of suppressed worry lingered beneath.

"If it really appears in the Purple Shattered Ruins, I will come immediately."

Han Feng then spoke.

Since this matter originated with him, it should naturally be resolved by him.

Are you confident now that you can resolve the issues you mentioned?

Sikong Chan asked.

"It's almost there."

Han Feng looked at his palm and gently clenched his fist.

"But we'll only know for sure after we fight it out."

Han Feng's current full strength is unknown even to himself. If he can obtain the Pure Lotus Demon Flame to further enhance his abilities, his potential will be raised once again.

Perhaps by then, he would have been qualified to challenge a nine-star Dou Sheng level expert.

However, Han Feng has always been a conservative person, so he has been making preparations. Even if he truly breaks through to the nine stars, he will not be careless.

"Since there's no new information, let's proceed as planned."

Han Feng said.

"You will continue to guard the Purple Shattered Ruins in the Southern Li Empire. If there is any unusual activity, notify me immediately."

"The Pure Lotus Demon Flame in Zhongzhou is of utmost importance, and I must go there. So until I return, the situation on the continent depends on you."

As he spoke, Han Feng took out a token and handed it to Sikong Chan.

"If one person cannot solve the problem, you can go to my teacher, Yao Chen. He is the master of the Starfall Pavilion and also a Dou Sheng expert."

Sikong Chan accepted the token and nodded slightly.

"I understand. Prince Zhennan, rest assured, the Purple Shattered Ruins will not have any problems while you are away."

"I will order the Vermilion Bird Legion to guard the sealed border, under the command of the Left and Right Protectors, to patrol day and night. If any abnormality is found, I will personally take action."

"Thank you for your hard work," Han Feng said softly.

Sikong Chan raised her eyes, a complex look in her phoenix eyes: "If it weren't for your help back then, the Nanli Kingdom would probably have been destroyed long ago. You are the one who saved this land from a great calamity."

Han Feng smiled slightly and said nothing more.

He has never liked to boast, and he understands that the time for celebration is far off.

"After I leave, you must be careful of the Soul Hall's backup plans." He paused, then added, "Now, the Soul Hall is rising up all over the continent. Only here with you can I feel at ease."

As a steadfast ally, Sikong Chan's strength should not be underestimated. Coupled with the Nanli Empire's profound expertise in weapon crafting, even if the Soul Palace were to spare manpower to attack, it would be extremely difficult to defeat her.

Sikong Chan's expression turned solemn: "I have already installed devices to investigate the Soul Palace throughout the Southern Continent. If I leave even the slightest opening for the Soul Palace, I am not worthy to be emperor."

Looking into her determined eyes, Han Feng felt a surge of emotion.

She may not possess the power of a different kind of fire, nor the profound foundation of an ancient clan, but she single-handedly supported the entire Southern Li Empire, making her no less than any Dou Sheng powerhouse.

"Then I'm leaving." Han Feng said, his figure shifting slightly, the fiery feathers on his back unfurling as if he were about to soar into the sky.

But just then, Sikong Chan suddenly spoke up: "Han Feng."

He stopped and turned to look, only to see Sikong Chan standing before the steps of the Vermilion Bird Palace, her red robes fluttering in the wind, her expression unchanged, yet revealing a rare hint of tenderness:

"If there is ever a war in the future, Nanli will never be a burden to you."

Han Feng was taken aback, then replied seriously, "Okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, he transformed into a streak of fire, soared into the clouds, and disappeared above the capital city.

The figure in the crimson imperial robe still stood silently on the high platform, as if watching the flame that would ignite the storm step into a deeper vortex of fate...

After communicating with the Empress, Han Feng went to inspect the Purple Shattered Ruins alone.

The title of Prince Zhennan was indeed second only to the emperor in the Southern Li Empire. Sikong Chan had issued a ban on all other lords, but when the Vermilion Bird Legion saw Han Feng, they simply bowed respectfully and then made way for him.

The King of Nanli Zhennan has the authority to act expediently within the territory of the Nanli Empire.

Inside the Purple Shattered Ruins, the demonic beasts still existed. Han Feng used the Myriad Beast Spirit Fire to sense them and found that most of them were asleep and not actively moving.

Overall, the Purple Shattered Ruins remains a forbidden zone for humans, but the seal is currently strong, the evil spirits have retreated, and it is still within a safe range.

At this moment, Han Feng is far stronger than when he turned the tide in the Purple Shattered Ruins.

Even if the Eye of Evil from back then were to return, Han Feng was confident he could defeat it.

Han Feng, however, had more on his mind.

If that demonic eye is just one of the opponent's eyes, then its full strength must be at the level of a Battle Saint.

The current Dou Qi Continent should still have some kind of restriction that can prevent the invasion of evil spirits from outside the region.

However, the "special spacetime coordinates" on his body are too conspicuous. If the power of the Azure Dragon fades, it will attract even more powerful extraterrestrial demons.

That will be the real catastrophe.

After Han Feng found that nothing was amiss at the Purple Shattered Ruins, he set off back to Zhongzhou.

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Han Feng flew through the air, traversing thousands of miles of void. The aura of the Purple Shattered Ruins gradually faded away. He glanced back at the misty forbidden land, his expression deep.

"In the end... it's just temporary peace," he murmured to himself.

When they returned to Zhongzhou, it was already close to evening.

The setting sun, like blood, dyed the Starry Mountains a golden-red hue.

Han Feng did not immediately return to the pavilion, but instead landed on the top of a remote mountain ridge, sat down on the ground, and closed his eyes to regulate his breathing.

He slowly raised his hand, and a pale blue light emerged from his palm—it was the primordial seal formed by the power of the Azure Dragon, faintly resonating with a distant part of heaven and earth. However, the light of this seal was already a little dimmer than when he first obtained it.

"As expected... the power of the Azure Dragon has begun to decline." Han Feng stared at his palm, his expression more solemn than ever before.

Qinglong once said that the "space-time coordinates" in his body were originally a mark for breaking through the boundary. Once the protective power of the seal dissipates, the evil spirits from outside the realm can descend through it.

Now, it may only be a few years, or even less, before that power completely fails.

"Can't wait any longer."

Han Feng slowly rose to his feet, his robes billowing even without wind, his gaze growing increasingly cold and indifferent.

When the Pure Lotus Demon Flame was born, we not only had to seize the flame, but also repel the invading extraterrestrial evil race and learn more about them from them.

Starfall Pavilion.

When Han Feng returned to this place, Yao Chen had been waiting for him for a long time. Upon seeing him return, he immediately went to greet him.

Seeing Han Feng's calm expression and confident demeanor, Yao Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "Feng'er, the Golden Core... is complete?"

Han Feng nodded slightly, and as he turned his palm, a faint golden light flashed at his fingertips, like a miniature world containing boundless vitality and the Great Dao.

"The Golden Elixir has been completed."

Yao Chen's eyes suddenly lit up. He stared intently and saw that there were nine golden patterns swirling and flowing on the pill, and the fragrance of the pill was overflowing. It was the genuine "Nine-Turn Golden Pill"!

"Good, good!" Yao Chen said "good" twice, his expression filled with undisguised satisfaction and shock. "Nine-Turn Golden Pill... You actually managed to refine such a heaven-defying pill. Even the ancient saints of alchemy would have to admit their inferiority."

"It's just a fluke."

Han Feng smiled gently.

This time, Han Feng was able to refine the Golden Core thanks to the God Sealing Stone he obtained earlier. Without the ultimate profound meaning of the Xuanhuang Flame and those sealing patterns obtained from it, Han Feng would never have been able to refine the Golden Core.

Yao Chen looked at the golden pill that Han Feng had refined and couldn't put it down.

This was the first time he had ever seen the legendary Golden Elixir.

However, given Yao Chen's current level of alchemy skills, it would be difficult for him to fully comprehend the mysteries within in a short time.

After looking at it again and again, Yao Chen sighed deeply and returned the golden pill to Han Feng.

"This golden elixir is indeed extremely mysterious. I can't see any clues to it at all. Alas, my alchemy skills are still too rudimentary."

The "Medicine Saint" Yao Chen was now actually marveling at his own alchemy skills.

Han Feng's golden elixir was quite a blow to his mentor.

Chapter 475 The Birth of the Demonic Flame

"Teacher, the Pure Lotus Demon Flame is about to be born, and I will now devote all my efforts to preparing for it."

Han Feng said to Yao Chen.

"Hmm, with your abilities, the Pure Lotus Demon Flame shouldn't be too difficult for you."

Yao Chen wasn't too worried about Han Feng's next move.

After all, with Han Feng's current cultivation level, finding an opponent on the entire continent would be a real challenge.

"By the way, during the period when the Pure Lotus Demon Flame is born, there may be some special circumstances related to the extraterrestrial evil race."

Han Feng said.

"I have entrusted the Empress of the Southern Li Empire to oversee this matter. If she encounters any problems she cannot resolve, I would appreciate your assistance, teacher."

Yao Chen nodded.

"I see."

Han Feng had mentioned this to him before, but he was still completely baffled. Extraterrestrial evil race? He had never seen one before.

At this moment, somewhere in the western regions of the continent, beneath a desolate, gray wasteland, an incomparably fervent fervor is quietly brewing.

A multitude of gazes were cast from the void, fixed on this impending opportunity.

Ironically, many high-ranking figures in the Dou Qi Continent already know the secret of the emergence of the Pure Lotus Demon Flame.

The alignment of the nine stars, which occurs only once every thousand years, suggests that someone attempted to seize the strange fire a thousand years ago, but ultimately failed.

High above the vast sky, Han Feng stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze piercing through the clouds and looking into the depths of the wasteland.

He was one of those many eyes watching him.

There was no hint of contempt in Han Feng's eyes; instead, an unprecedented seriousness shone through.

If no one else had participated in the previous life, following the original trajectory, that battle for the strange fire should have ended in failure as well.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that someone might succeed and then quietly disappear without a trace.

"almost."

Han Feng withdrew his gaze and looked up at the sky.

That night, the starry sky was exceptionally bright, as if welcoming the arrival of a special moment.

The star power within the Starfall Pavilion was so concentrated that even the Star Tower was filled to capacity, radiating a dreamlike hue.