Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

As the invasion of the extraterrestrial evil races accelerates, the changes on the Dou Qi Continent are not all bad.

Perhaps in the near future, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will reach a peak.

Han Feng suddenly thought to himself.

Since the Dou Qi Continent itself lacks the source of Dou Di, could there be one outside the world?

If the extraterrestrial evil race is a major problem for the Dou Qi Continent, then the Great Thousand Worlds should also have beings like the Azure Dragon that protect the world.

If we can find the source of the Dou Di, and if we can find help from outside the world, then the battle against the extraterrestrial evil race might become more likely to succeed.

Chapter 502 Entrustment

Han Feng only made a brief guess about this.

The cunning of the extraterrestrial evil race should not be underestimated. If they want to invade the Dou Qi Continent, they will definitely block it again to prevent others from finding out.

Moreover, people from outside are still people from outside, and Han Feng cannot guarantee that everyone from outside the heavens is a benevolent person.

If one is pursuing the origins of another world, then others may naturally covet the resources of the Dou Qi Continent.

Although the Dou Qi Continent lacks the Origin of an Emperor, it still has other treasures.

Such as the Dragon-Phoenix Origin Fruit, Strange Flames, Nine Profound Golden Thunder, etc.

Han Feng looked up at the sky; it was time to go to the ancient clan again.

Regarding his advancement to Dou Di, Han Feng wanted to find a place where time flowed even faster.

The Heavenly Tomb is undoubtedly the best choice at present.

Ancient tribe.

It has been about three months since Han Feng last left.

Gu Yuan has been focusing on recuperation during this period, and his health has improved significantly.

In the quiet room, Gu Yuan, who was adjusting his breathing, suddenly opened his eyes. A sharp light flashed in his deep eyes, instantly piercing through layers of space and landing precisely on that seemingly ordinary figure.

"Han Feng?"

Gu Yuan was slightly startled, followed by great confusion.

It had only been three months since Han Feng left. Although his aura was strong then, Gu Yuan was confident that he could still see through him to some extent.

But at this moment... that figure was still the familiar Han Feng, but his perception was as if he were looking through an invisible, thick fog, as if he were looking up at a towering mountain that had suddenly risen from the ground!

"Han Feng, you..."

As soon as Gu Yuan spoke, the seemingly illusory body gradually solidified, and Han Feng silently descended into Gu Yuan's quiet room.

This incredible transmission greatly surprised Gu Yuan.

This must involve power at the soul level, which cannot be explained by ordinary spatial laws.

"Senior Gu Yuan, how have you been?"

Han Feng smiled slightly, a peaceful smile that eased the oppressive feeling of being looked down upon in Gu Yuan's heart, but the awe deep in his soul lingered.

He knew that Han Feng's spiritual realm had reached a terrifying height that he could not comprehend and that was not even recorded in detail in ancient books.

Emperor Realm? No, it's probably more than that!

Gu Yuan suppressed his shock and said with a wry smile, "Han Feng... your transformation is truly... unbelievable. In just three months, you've achieved so much?"

“Luckily there was a breakthrough.”

Han Feng didn't elaborate on the leap in soul realm, but went straight to the point, "Senior Gu Yuan, the important matter I mentioned three months ago will now be laid bare for you."

Upon hearing this, Gu Yuan secretly suppressed his doubts about Di Dan.

"What I am about to say concerns the very survival of the entire Dou Qi Continent."

Upon hearing the words "survival or extinction," Gu Yuan's expression instantly turned serious, and he temporarily suppressed his surprise and doubt.

"please say."

Han Feng's gaze fell upon the deep void, his voice low and chilling: "The Dou Qi Continent we inhabit is not the only one. In the vast depths of the universe, there exist other worlds, and there also exist... a terrifying race that lives by plunder and destruction—the Extraterrestrial Evil Race!"

"An extraterrestrial evil race?!" Gu Yuan's pupils suddenly contracted. This name alone gave him a very bad feeling!

“That’s right.” Han Feng nodded and continued, “This race is cunning and ruthless, with a notorious reputation... Their invasion is not an ordinary struggle, but a complete... genocide! In order to plunder all life and energy, they will turn the entire continent into a dead zone!”

Han Feng looked at Gu Yuan and said, word by word, "The root cause of the earth-shattering battle in ancient times that led to the simultaneous disappearance of many Dou Di... lies here!"

Gu Yuan was struck as if by lightning; his body swayed slightly, and his expression changed unpredictably.

Fragments of words, buried deep within the oldest and most incomplete ancient texts of the ancient tribe, instantly flooded into my mind.

Those vague records, those fragmented pieces of information mentioning "extraterrestrial demonic calamity," "the bloodshed of emperors," and "the continental barrier"... at this moment, under Han Feng's clear words, they finally came together, pointing to a chilling truth!

"So that's how it is!" Gu Yuan's voice was dry and heavy with disbelief.

"No wonder...no wonder that period of history is so vague and chaotic, as if it was deliberately erased."

“The scattered records left by our ancestors also mention ‘a great enemy from beyond the heavens’ and ‘the blood of the emperor staining the sky’... but the era is too long ago, and the truth has long been buried in the river of time.”

Gu Yuan said solemnly, his voice tracing back to the past.

"Even the ancestors of the eight great Dou Di families were probably not the most powerful in the face of that catastrophe, and countless Dou Di who were even stronger than them perished..."

The thought that the ancient catastrophe that caused the extinction of the Dou Di lineage and the severe damage to the continent's vitality might be repeated made Gu Yuan's heart sink to the bottom.

He looked at Han Feng, his eyes filled with unprecedented solemnity: "Han Feng, since you know about this, you must also know their strength... Just how strong are they?"

Han Feng did not shy away from the question and said frankly, "They are very strong! At least, with my current strength, if I were to encounter their true top experts, my chances of winning would be slim."

Gu Yuan gasped.

Even Han Feng himself admitted that his chances of winning were slim.

The threat posed by this extraterrestrial evil race far exceeded his wildest imagination!

In an instant, a tremendous sense of crisis and powerlessness gripped him.

The Dou Qi Continent, which had just seen a glimmer of hope thanks to Han Feng's appearance, is now facing annihilation.

Seeing the undisguised worry on Gu Yuan's face, Han Feng said in a deep voice, "Senior Gu Yuan, worrying is useless. This is a war that cannot be avoided. If the evil race descends, the Gu clan, and indeed all living beings on the Dou Qi Continent, will have no way out. Only by uniting and fighting with all our might can we have a glimmer of hope!"

Gu Yuan remained silent for a few breaths, and the worry in his eyes was gradually replaced by the resolute determination of a peak expert.

He took a deep breath and nodded heavily: "You're right! This is a war concerning the survival of the entire continent, and my ancient clan has an inescapable responsibility! I, Gu Yuan, will devote all the strength of the ancient clan and unite all forces that can be united to jointly resist the foreign enemy!"

As the head of the Dou Di family, the sense of responsibility to protect the continent has long been ingrained in his blood.

Upon receiving Gu Yuan's affirmative reply, Han Feng's face showed a hint of relief. He flipped his hand and took out a warm jade bottle. Inside the bottle, a pill the size of a longan, exuding a misty aura and faintly radiating imperial power, floated quietly. It was the Emperor Pill that had been refined with countless efforts!

"This pill is called the 'Emperor Soul Pill,' containing the embryonic form of the Emperor's essence."

Han Feng handed the jade bottle to Gu Yuan, saying, "I hope that Senior Gu Yuan can make further progress and break through to the Dou Di realm as soon as possible."

Gu Yuan looked at the Emperor Pill that was enough to drive the entire continent mad, and his heart was filled with mixed emotions.

He didn't take it directly, but looked at Han Feng and said, "Do you have a way to break through?"

Han Feng nodded.

Upon seeing this, Gu Yuan solemnly accepted the gift with both hands: "Thank you! The ancient clan will remember this kindness!"

Han Feng nodded slightly, seemingly relieved of a worry, but his gaze toward Gu Yuan became unusually complex and profound, even carrying a hint of... barely perceptible solemnity.

"Senior Gu Yuan," Han Feng's voice deepened, carrying an unprecedented seriousness, "there is one more matter, of utmost importance, which I hope you will remember."

"What is it?" Gu Yuan's heart skipped a beat, sensing that what Han Feng was about to say was no small matter.

Han Feng looked directly into Gu Yuan's eyes and said clearly, word by word, "If... one day in the future you find that 'I' have undergone some kind of... incomprehensible change, or rather, 'I' am no longer completely 'me'... please, at all costs, stop 'me'!"

"what?!"

Gu Yuan was completely stunned, utterly unable to comprehend the meaning of Han Feng's words.

What does it mean to "no longer be me"?

What does "stop me" mean?

With Han Feng's current strength and spiritual realm, who can stop him? What is he implying?

Could it be... related to the extraterrestrial evil race? Or is it related to his astonishing breakthrough in his soul?

"Han Feng, what do you mean by that? You..." Gu Yuan asked urgently, his mind filled with doubts.

Han Feng didn't explain, but just gave Gu Yuan a deep look. His eyes contained too much information that Gu Yuan couldn't decipher—decisiveness, warning, and even a hint of entrustment.

He shook his head slightly, as if to say, "There's no need to ask anymore."

"Time is of the essence. I wish to use the Heavenly Tomb treasure land to quickly improve my strength. Clan Chief, is that alright?"

Gu Yuan nodded naturally.

The two figures flashed and appeared in the core area of ​​the ancient realm, at the entrance to the mysterious heavenly tomb.

Gu Yuan stood beside Han Feng, his heart filled with immense doubt and unease.

He watched Han Feng's retreating figure, the words "Stop me" echoing in his mind like a curse.

At the entrance to the Heavenly Tomb, space is distorted, filled with an ancient and heavy atmosphere.

In the past, opening the passage required the clan chief to use his bloodline power in conjunction with a special hand seal to stabilize it.

This time, however, Han Feng simply stood quietly in front of the entrance.

He did not form hand seals or use the power of the ancient clan's bloodline. He simply raised his hand slightly, and an invisible and intangible yet vast soul power that made the entire ancient realm space tremble was like the most precise key, instantly probing into the complex spatial structure of the entrance to the Heavenly Tomb.

Om-!

A deep, resonant sound echoed through the space.

The incredibly sturdy spatial barrier at the entrance to the Heavenly Tomb, which could not be shaken without specific means, actually parted on its own like gentle flowing water, guided by Han Feng's transcendent soul power, and stably formed a deep spatial passage! Inside the passage, an unusual sense of the passage of time rushed in.

Gu Yuan, watching from the side, was utterly shocked!

Forcibly opening the Heavenly Tomb? With only soul power?

This completely overturned his understanding of power! Just how incredible was Han Feng's soul realm?

"Senior, I'm temporarily entrusting the affairs of the mainland to you."

After saying this, Han Feng did not turn around and stepped into the slowly rotating spatial vortex.

The figure was instantly swallowed up by the dense, unyielding power of spacetime and vanished.

The forcibly opened passage slowly closed after he entered, as if it had never been opened at all.

Gu Yuan stood alone, clutching the warm Emperor Soul Pill tightly in his hand, staring at the spot where Han Feng had disappeared, his heart churning with turmoil.

The terrifying threat from the extraterrestrial evil race loomed like a dark cloud, and Han Feng's final, enigmatic entrustment was like an invisible thorn, deeply piercing his heart.

“It’s not me anymore…stopping me…” Gu Yuan muttered to himself, his brows furrowed. “Han Feng…what exactly…do you want to do?”

He looked up at the now tranquil entrance to the Heavenly Tomb and felt a heavy sense of responsibility and an unknown chill creeping over him.

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Inside the Heavenly Tomb, the flow of time is completely different from that outside.

Han Feng moved through the crowd as if walking on flat ground.

Those remnant souls of energy bodies that would be troublesome even for ordinary Dou Zun or Dou Sheng instinctively avoided getting too close when they sensed Han Feng's vast and abyss-like soul aura.

His goal was clear—deep within the Heavenly Tomb, to the tomb of Xiao Xuan!

After traversing an unknown amount of time and crossing countless distorted spaces, a relatively tranquil area, permeated with a faint sense of tragedy and indomitable will, appeared before them.

In the center of that area, a slightly ethereal yet upright figure, as straight as a spear, stood silently, seemingly eternal, guarding some kind of belief.

It was Xiao Xuan!

When Han Feng's figure appeared at the edge of this area, the figure suddenly trembled and opened his tightly closed eyes!

Two gazes, imbued with endless vicissitudes and sharpness, instantly pierced through the void and landed on Han Feng.

"what?"

Xiao Xuan let out a soft exclamation, a clear look of surprise appearing on his illusory face.

He felt an unprecedented, vast, and overwhelming spiritual pressure that made even the Lord of the Heavenly Tomb feel as insignificant as dust!