Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

As the patriarch of the Yan Clan, he was well aware of the terrifying nature of this sacred artifact.

The Gate of Deathly Silence is a self-contained domain that can devour the heavens and the earth. Once trapped inside, even a powerful Battle Saint would find it difficult to protect himself!

"That kid..."

Yan Jin looked in the direction of Han Feng, his eyes showing worry.

Although he didn't recognize this sudden powerful figure, the power of that sword strike had astonished even him.

If this person is truly swallowed into the Gate of Death, then the Flame Clan... will lose a powerful ally!

"Hmph, so what if they're strong? Anyone who dares to block my Soul Clan's grand plan will become a dead soul within this gate!" The Soul Clan elder sneered, blood mist swirling around his body as he swiftly disappeared into the Gate of Deathly Silence.

"Swallow him."

boom!

The Gate of Deathly Silence emitted an eerie low groan and opened instantly—like a greedy beast, it devoured Han Feng!

Space collapsed, the laws of nature went awry, and the world instantly sank into darkness!

Han Feng's figure was swallowed up by the overwhelming shadow, and not even a trace of his aura could be sensed!

"Oh no!" Yan Jin's expression turned serious.

The Gate of Deathly Silence is no ordinary realm; it is a closed alien realm constructed by fusing countless souls, death energy, and fragments of rules!

Even if he were sucked in, it would take him a tremendous amount of effort to escape!

"Heh, you'd better worry about yourself first!"

The Void Devouring Flame clone was also startled, but seeing Han Feng being swallowed by the Gate of Deathly Silence, it immediately calmed down.

He used a secret technique to quietly move the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade, while at the same time doing his best to restrain Yan Jin.

Once the mission is completed, the clone will simply die.

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The Gate of Death - Inside.

This is a dead zone devoid of light and life, where boundless mists of souls drift, and the wailing of the dead echoes through the stillness, erasing even the laws of heaven and earth.

"Here, all life will vanish into nothingness."

The voice of the Soul Clan elder rang out from the darkness, as if a thousand echoes were whispering in Han Feng's ear.

"No matter how strong you are, you will be slowly corroded and devoured, eventually becoming part of the Gate of Death."

However, the intimidation by the Soul Clan elders did not achieve the desired effect.

Han Feng smiled faintly, his expression unwavering.

"That's it?"

"A broken door made of deathly remnants and lingering souls, dares to imprison me?"

In that realm of evil energy, Han Feng experienced far more pain and suffering than he was currently enduring.

He slowly raised his hand, pointing his sword diagonally forward.

The sixth move of the White Tiger War God Record - Heaven Slash!

Clang! !

On the longsword, thousands of golden lights converged, transforming into a sword shadow that pierced through heaven and earth. It was cold and sharp, and the golden law that destroyed all life and death surged wildly!

With a single sword strike, the entire Dead Zone seemed to freeze in place!

"You can actually use the laws of heaven and earth?! Impossible, this place is already blocked—"

The Soul Clan elder cried out in terror, but before he could finish speaking, the sword light had already struck down!

boom! ! !

With a loud bang, the shadow of the Gate of Death was cleaved open by this sword!

The pitch-black spatial portal was actually cracked in the middle!

Light, like the breaking of dawn, tore through the darkness and poured down.

"Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique... severed life and death, broke the cycle of reincarnation!"

Swish!

Han Feng stepped out of the rift, fragments of the Deathly Domain still remaining on the sword's edge, turning into dust and dissipating with his steps.

The world returned to brightness, the shadow of the Gate of Death shattered with a roar, and the black mist swirled back.

Han Feng stood in the air, dressed in white, his aura like that of a god descending to earth.

Both Yan Jin and Xu Wu Tun Yan were startled by this commotion and retreated cautiously.

Yan Jin stared blankly at the figure emerging from the light in the distance, muttering to himself.

"Where did this monster come from...? But I like it!"

Chapter 489 Imperial Weapon

As the domain of the Gate of Death was destroyed, the four gates also quickly disintegrated, and the Soul Clan elder who used the secret technique suffered a huge backlash injury.

The power it had absorbed from the other three before, which it hadn't had time to refine, had now become part of the army of backlash.

"what!!!"

Even without Han Feng's intervention, the Soul Clan elders were overwhelmed by the backlash of power, causing their bodies to burst apart.

Unfortunately, Han Feng was kind-hearted and directly struck him with his sword, giving him a quick death.

Incidentally, it also plundered the remaining energy.

The Void Devouring Flame sub-fire slowly refined the power of these Soul Clan members. The Void Devouring Flame clone in the distance sensed the familiar aura and its expression immediately changed drastically.

"not good!"

The next instant, Han Feng's gaze fell upon them, and the Void Devouring Flame felt a chill run through its body.

The Void Devouring Flame clone tore through space without hesitation, trying to escape, only to find that the surrounding space had already solidified like iron.

Within the translucent golden flames dancing at Han Feng's fingertips, the roar of a white tiger could be faintly heard.

"Want to leave now? It's too late."

Han Feng made a grasping motion with his left hand, and the black mist remaining after the Soul Clan elder's body exploded suddenly condensed into countless fine golden needles.

These metallic energies, imbued with the aura of a soul, are precisely the nemesis that the Void Devouring Flame fears most.

"You can actually modify the Soul Clan's secret techniques?!"

The Void Devouring Flame stared in horror at the countless golden needles forming the White Tiger Killing Array.

It suddenly opened its mouth and spewed out its primordial fire, from which emerged countless vengeful faces—the souls it had devoured recently.

Sent to attack the Flame Clan, the Void Flame Devouring Avatar before us is far more powerful than those sent to the Stone Clan and the Medicine Clan.

Han Feng remained calm as he unleashed a sword strike, sending countless golden needles raining down.

boom!

The moment the golden needle collided with the black fire, a bizarre scene unfolded.

The imprisoned vengeful spirits suddenly let out a liberated howl and actively approached the golden needles.

The moment the needle pierced the soul, it emitted a purifying light.

"This is... the Pure Lotus Demon Flame?! You!"

Xu Wu Tun Yan's expression changed drastically.

But before he could react, the killing array made of golden needles had already descended.

"No!" The Void Devouring Flame clone was horrified to discover that its connection with its main body was being severed by some kind of sharp metal power.

It frantically burned its source energy in an attempt to break through, only to find that the longsword in Han Feng's right hand had turned blue-gold at some point.

"Ding--"

A sword cry resounded throughout the world.

The blue-gold sword is as transparent as crystal, with a strange energy flowing inside, a fusion of liquid metal and exotic fire.

When the sword blade sliced ​​through the Void Flame's body, there was no explosion or burning; instead, it separated silently, like a hot knife cutting through butter.

The clone froze on the spot, staring incredulously at its gradually transparent body: "What...is this...?"

"A slit between the sea and the sky."

Han Feng lightly flicked the tip of his sword, drawing out a wisp of pure primordial fire from within his clone.

"thanks for treatment."

As the last wisp of black flame was absorbed by the golden sword, the ancient race from afar suddenly erupted in a deafening roar.

The Void Devouring Flame itself fell into a state of rage.

He felt the demise of his original avatar once again, and at this moment, his anger was beyond measure.

"asshole!"

"I remember you!"

The Void Devouring Flame roared to the sky, but when he looked at the few pieces of Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Jade that he had collected in his internal space, he suddenly felt that losing some of his origin was not so unacceptable.

At least, the plans were all successfully completed, but the strength of the eight clans was not reduced too much.

But it doesn't matter. Once he becomes a Dou Di, those few Dou Sheng can be wiped out with a flick of his finger!

After resolving the predicament here, Han Feng looked at Yan Jin.

At this moment, a look of worry appeared on the chieftain's face.

"The ancient jade was still stolen."

"It's just a piece of jade; it doesn't represent anything in itself."

Han Feng said.

"Chief Yan Jin, the next choice is crucial."

"Who exactly are you, sir?"

Han Feng did not answer, sheathed his longsword and walked into the distance.

What Han Feng needs to do now is to resolve the past as soon as possible and avoid creating too many entanglements.

Half an hour later, Han Feng arrived at the Thunder Clan.

Thunder Clan, Thunder Realm.

This place has been reduced to ruins. Unlike the Yan Clan's valiant resistance, the Lei Clan, despite its supposedly great strength, did not achieve much in resisting the Soul Clan, and was thus easily wiped out.

The source of all this disaster was Lei Ying, the patriarch of the Lei Clan. This powerful eight-star Dou Sheng had actually been targeted and secretly killed by the Soul Clan two years ago.

No one, including the Lei Clan themselves, expected that a powerful figure like Lei Ying would be captured by the Soul Clan so quietly.

What methods the other side used is unknown, but what is clear now is that the Thunder Clan has fallen.

The power Han Feng left behind protected some people, allowing them to leave, but the land of Thunder Realm had already been occupied by the Soul Clan.

The fact that Lei Ying was defeated shows that the Soul Clan sent out an extremely strong opponent, most likely one of the four elders from before.

With the power of the Gate of Deathly Silence, even a peak eight-star Dou Sheng expert would be unable to break through it once it was countered.

Within Han Feng's body, the Nine Profound Golden Lightning emitted a faint trace of sorrow.

Because it once thought of coming to the Thunder Clan to see the predecessors who had been subdued by Thunder Win.

Unfortunately, it can no longer be seen now.

The ThunderClan calamity struck earlier than expected.

Han Feng had anticipated this. Although he could have arrived earlier, he couldn't save everyone from the Lei Clan's crushing defeat.

Looking at the scene before him, Han Feng's eyes flickered with emotion, but he quickly suppressed it.

The victor is king, the loser is villain; it has always been this cruel.