Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

"Such powerful soul force!"

Xiao Xuan's voice, filled with shock, echoed in the empty space.

Han Feng's figure solidified, appearing not far in front of Xiao Xuan.

With a calm expression, he bowed slightly to the Xiao clan ancestor who had once amazed an era, saying, "Junior Han Feng greets Senior Xiao Xuan."

His tone was calm and respectful, but the difference in their very essence made Xiao Xuan feel an indescribable sense of oppression.

It was as if the person standing in front of him was not a mere "junior".

"Han Feng, it was you."

Xiao Xuan's illusory figure looked Han Feng up and down, the astonishment in his eyes lingering for a long time. "When Xiao Yan mentioned you to me, I knew you were no ordinary person. Seeing you today... you are indeed far beyond my imagination. Even I back then was far inferior to you in terms of your soul realm."

Han Feng gently shook his head: "Senior is too kind. I was just lucky to be a few steps ahead of others. When Senior Xiao Xuan broke through to the Dou Di realm, he fought against the three heroes of the Soul Clan all by himself. His spirit and strength are the real legends."

"legend?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xuan's face revealed an extremely bitter, self-deprecating smile, a smile containing a thousand years of regret and resentment. "What legend... he was nothing but an arrogant and conceited man who overestimated his abilities and ultimately caused the extinction of his clan's bloodline and the massacre of his clansmen... a sinner!"

His voice lowered, filled with endless sorrow: "I, Xiao Xuan... am the greatest sinner of the Xiao clan!"

Looking at the deep remorse shown by this once-powerful figure, Han Feng comforted him, "Senior, there's no need to blame yourself too much. Things are unpredictable. The Soul Clan has been plotting for a long time, and it's not the fault of just one person. Besides, the Xiao Clan's bloodline has not been severed. Xiao Yan... he's doing well. Under his leadership, the Xiao Clan has been revived, and its glory will soon be restored."

When Xiao Yan was mentioned, a hint of warmth and relief finally appeared in Xiao Xuan's eyes: "Yes, thankfully we still have Xiao Yan. But it's also thanks to your help. I heard from Xiao Yan that you are the greatest benefactor of his life."

"Senior, you are serious."

Han Feng said, "Xiao Yan has come this far because of his own perseverance, talent, and relentless efforts. All I can do is go with the flow and provide some assistance."

Chapter 503 Tuoshe Ancient Emperor

"What is your purpose in coming to the Heavenly Tomb this time?"

Xiao Xuan asked.

At this moment, his remnant soul was still intact. If Han Feng wanted the things in this Heavenly Tomb, he could still help him. But if he waited until his remnant soul dissipated, he would be unable to help him.

Han Feng looked at Xiao Xuan and said, word by word, "Senior, I came here to break through to the Dou Di realm."

"Breaking through to the Dou Di realm?!"

Xiao Xuan's remnant soul suddenly fluctuated violently, and his illusory face was filled with disbelief and shock!

Even though he had long felt that Han Feng was unfathomable, hearing the words "breakthrough to Dou Di" still struck him like a thunderbolt!

Dou Di! This realm, which had been extinct for ten thousand years in the Dou Qi Continent! This young man before me has actually touched that threshold?!

"You...you have found the path to Origin Qi?" Xiao Xuan's voice was trembling with excitement.

Han Feng did not directly answer the question about Origin Qi, but said, "The accumulation is sufficient, and the opportunity is about to arrive. However, the Dou Di realm is profound and unpredictable. Although I have had some opportunities, I have never truly set foot in this realm. Senior was once exceptionally talented and attempted to break through to this realm. Although you did not succeed, the insights and experiences gained are invaluable to me. I wonder if Senior could offer some guidance?"

Although Han Feng advanced to Dou Di in his previous life, he did not take the usual path. Instead, he directly relied on the Emperor Pill to reach the level in a short period of time. He had never actually broken through from a nine-star Dou Sheng to Dou Di.

Xiao Xuan gave Han Feng a deep look, his eyes filled with complex emotions—shock, relief, and a touch of nostalgia for the past.

Without the slightest hesitation, he said in a deep voice, "Why not? Your breakthrough to Dou Di is a blessing for the entire Dou Qi Continent! If my remaining insights can lend you a hand, it will be a way of repaying the great kindness you have shown to my Xiao Clan!"

Han Feng bowed respectfully, listening attentively.

In the following time, Xiao Xuan recounted to Han Feng in great detail and without reservation his various insights when he broke through to the Dou Di realm, the bottlenecks he encountered, his understanding of the energy and rules of heaven and earth, and the changes in his soul and body at the critical point.

Many of the details were the result of his thousand-year contemplation in this Heavenly Tomb after his defeat; every word is precious and invaluable.

Han Feng listened intently. Just as he said, in his previous life, he did not follow the orthodox path of Origin Qi Breakthrough in the Dou Qi Continent, but instead took a different path, achieving the legend of a two-and-a-half-point "Dou Di".

Now, retracing the orthodox path of the Dou Di, Xiao Xuan's experience, once the closest to becoming a Dou Di, is invaluable to him.

Many obscure points became clear under Xiao Xuan's guidance, and many previously unnoticed details were also filled in.

After a long while, Xiao Xuan's story came to an end.

Han Feng closed his eyes, carefully sorting out and verifying his insights in his mind. His aura became increasingly calm and restrained, like a volcano about to erupt, accumulating its last bit of power.

A moment later, he opened his eyes, his gaze shining brightly, and bowed deeply to Xiao Xuan: "Thank you so much for sharing your knowledge, senior! I, Han Feng, will remember this kindness!"

Xiao Xuan accepted his bow without hesitation. The illusory figure appeared even dimmer, but he seemed to be in good spirits. He smiled and said, "No need for thanks. Go. I will be here, waiting for you to ascend to the throne and open a new chapter for my Dou Qi Continent!"

Han Feng nodded and said no more.

His gaze shifted deeper into the area, and with a flash, he flew towards a quiet place.

Han Feng's soul power trembled slightly, sealing off the surrounding area. In this Heavenly Tomb, even Xiao Xuan was now inferior to him.

The stone statue of Emperor Tuoshe flew out of Han Feng's body and landed steadily in front of him. The vast ancient power still existed in the special domain of the Heavenly Tomb. This was the great power of the origin.

Han Feng walked slowly to the stone statue.

This time, he didn't need to use the power of the strange fire to communicate as he did last time. He simply stretched out his hand and gently pressed his palm against the cold stone statue.

Om-!

A vast and powerful force, far exceeding anything seen before, spread out from the stone statue in an instant, like a warm and boundless tide!

A portal of light slowly emerged from the chest of the stone statue, and inside the portal was a strange space that was even purer and seemed to contain the power of the origin of heaven and earth!

Han Feng took a deep breath, no longer hesitated, and stepped inside.

The light flashed, and Han Feng's figure was included in it.

After he entered, the light gate slowly closed, and the light of the stone statue gradually dimmed, eventually returning to its ancient and unchanging silent state.

Deep within the Heavenly Tomb, time flows at a speed far exceeding that of the outside world.

A transformation concerning the fate of the entire continent is quietly taking place within the inheritance space of that ancient stone statue.

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The moment Han Feng stepped through the portal, it was as if he had pierced through a membrane of time and space and entered a strange space that could not be described in words.

There is no sky, no earth, only an endless, flowing torrent of seven-colored energy.

These torrents are not violent, but rather possess an indescribable vastness and gentleness, like the primordial chaos at the beginning of the universe, containing the ultimate principles that constitute all things.

At the center of the space, a figure floated.

The figure was not a physical entity, but rather formed from pure light and energy. It wore an ancient imperial robe, and its face was blurred yet carried a majestic and ancient aura that seemed to look down upon the ages.

He was surrounded by twenty-two colorful flame phantoms, each exuding an aura of scorching heaven and earth, yet they blended together perfectly and harmoniously, which was the imperial origin left behind by the ancient emperor Tuoshe.

Han Feng stopped and stared intently at the illusory figure.

Even the vast battle qi and soul power within him, which belonged to the peak of the Dou Sheng realm, appeared insignificant in this primordial space, like a drop of water in the ocean.

However, his gaze was unusually firm, without the slightest hint of backing down.

Just as Han Feng was about to speak, the suspended light and shadow slowly opened its eyes.

Those were not actual eyes, but two flames leaping with myriad colors, containing endless wisdom and the sedimentation of time.

An ancient, gentle voice, yet possessing an all-knowing power, resounded directly within the depths of Han Feng's soul:

"You...you've finally arrived."

Han Feng's heart skipped a beat!

This opening is by no means a greeting to a stranger who is stepping into the space of inheritance for the first time!

It contains a sense of...waiting? Confirmation? As if he should have been here long ago.

The energy phantom of the Ancient Emperor Tuoshe seemed to see through Han Feng's momentary surprise and doubt. Its flame-formed eyes stared at him, and its voice carried a strange fluctuation as it continued:

"Don't be surprised. I sense a familiar aura from you, not from this world, but from... a ripple from another trajectory beyond the river of time and space."

hum!

Han Feng felt a deafening roar in his mind!

His greatest secret, the secret of rebirth, the truth of time travel, was revealed in a single sentence by the being before him who was merely a projection of energy!

The last one to discover my secret was the sacred beast Azure Dragon.

"Senior...you...know my origins?"

Han Feng's voice was unusually solemn, with a tremor he himself was unaware of.

The illusory image of the ancient emperor Tuoshe nodded slightly, and the outline formed by the flames seemed to ripple, as if it were recalling something, or as if it were sensing something:

"Know? No, I am just a remnant energy projection, carrying some of the memories and missions given to me by the original body. I cannot 'know' the specific process and reasons for events that happen outside of space and time."

He paused, then his all-seeing, fiery gaze refocused on Han Feng:

“But I am very certain that the trace that lingers deep in your soul, that ‘mark’ that has traversed endless time and space, originates from me, or rather, from ‘another me,’ the ‘me’ that exists on the timeline you have experienced.”

Han Feng's pupils constricted sharply: "It was you... who allowed me to travel through time and return to the past?"

"It was the work of 'another me'."

The voice of the illusory figure of the Ancient Emperor Tuoshe was calm and undisturbed, “As for the reason? I have no way of knowing. The original body has long since left this world to pursue a higher path. I, who remain, am only responsible for guarding the inheritance and waiting for the destined one. Your arrival is the choice made by the ‘me’ on that path. As for the purpose… perhaps it is correction, perhaps it is enlightenment, perhaps it is… a gamble that even ‘I’ myself cannot fully predict.”

This answer weighed heavily on Han Feng's mind, but it also solved a huge mystery.

It really was Emperor Tuoshe! It was his power, which surpassed that of a Dou Di and touched upon time and space, that sent him back to this point in time!

Although the specific purpose of the phantom before him was unknown, this at least proved that his rebirth was not accidental, but directly related to the last Dou Di of the Dou Qi Continent!

Han Feng took a deep breath, suppressed his turbulent emotions, and stated another imminent threat:

"Senior, my return is not for my own sake. The Dou Qi Continent is now facing the danger of collapse! The extraterrestrial evil race is eyeing us covetously, its power is overwhelming, and its leader is called 'Heavenly Evil God,' whose ferocity is terrifying! If there is no Dou Di to protect the world, the entire continent will likely be reduced to scorched earth, and all living beings will suffer! Senior, you are the guardian of the continent, do you have any good strategies or methods to restrain the evil race?"

Han Feng stared intently at the phantom image of the Ancient Emperor Tuoshe, hoping that this ancient Dou Di could provide guidance.

However, Thoshegudi's reaction was beyond his expectations.

Upon hearing the words "extraterrestrial evil race," the phantom formed by the flames remained completely calm, seemingly unperturbed by the situation.

Only when Han Feng mentioned "Heavenly Evil God" did the light and flames flowing around the phantom of Tuoshe Ancient Emperor freeze almost imperceptibly for a moment.

"Heavenly Evil God... I do have a slight connection to that name." The illusory figure's voice deepened. "That is an anomaly that transcends the ordinary 'Emperor' realm. Its nature is bizarre, and its vitality is tenacious. Indeed... it is a troublesome being."

But soon, this solemnity turned into helplessness:

"However, I am merely an energy projection. I know nothing of the true form's whereabouts, its fate, or the specific methods used to confront such beings, let alone..."

The illusory figure of Tuoshe Ancient Emperor swept his gaze across the inheritance space formed by his very essence, his tone carrying an detached indifference:

"The existence of the Dou Qi Continent is determined by its own destiny and fate. When my original body departed, it left no mandate to protect it. My mission is merely to open this door for those who come after me and leave behind this 'seed'. The fate of the continent is not something I can worry about in this life."

This answer made Han Feng's heart sink.

Although he had expected it, hearing this almost cold "non-interference" attitude firsthand still left him feeling powerless.

The vision of Emperor Tuoshegu has long transcended the constraints of a single realm or region.

"So, the only thing we can do right now is to accept your legacy and become the new Dou Di?"

Han Feng asked in a deep voice, his eyes burning with a resolute flame. He understood that this was the only way.

“Not bad.” The illusory figure of the Ancient Emperor Tuoshe nodded. “This is the origin of an emperor, containing the essence of my life’s cultivation and the law of fire. Accept it, and you will have a sliver of hope to break through to the supreme realm of the emperor.”

He changed the subject, his voice becoming unusually serious:

"But you must understand, this path is extremely dangerous! Far more so than the shortcut you took by consuming the Emperor's Pill in your previous life! The Emperor's origin is vast and boundless, and only those with great perseverance, great fortune, and great enlightenment can withstand it. The slightest mistake will result in a backlash from the origin, annihilating both body and soul, leaving no chance even for reincarnation!"

"Risk..." Han Feng repeated in a low voice, his eyes growing sharper and sharper.

"However, risks and opportunities coexist." The voice of the illusory Emperor Tuoshe carried a strange allure. "If you can successfully fuse with the Emperor's Origin and wield this power with your own will, instead of being assimilated and devoured by it... then what you will achieve will no longer be a 'pseudo-Emperor' relying on external objects and with a fragile foundation. You will embark on a path closer to that of a 'True Emperor'—one that I myself walked, opening the gates of the Emperor realm with my own power! Your potential, your combat strength, and your control over the rules of heaven and earth will far surpass those who become Emperors by consuming pills! This is the true path of the Fighting Emperor!"

The true path to becoming a Dou Di! Foundation, potential, combat power... far surpassing his previous life!

These words, full of allure and deadly danger, resonated in Han Feng's heart like a resounding bell.

He seemed to see the helplessness and regret of his last moments in his past life.

Although the power of Teitan allowed him to briefly reach the top, he was like a rootless duckweed, ultimately destined to collapse and destroy himself.

This time, he absolutely cannot go down that old path again!

"I have already walked the path of a false emperor once." Han Feng raised his head, looking directly into the eyes of the illusory figure of the Ancient Emperor Tuoshe, which burned with a myriad of colors. His voice was resolute, carrying an unwavering determination:

"This time, I, Han Feng... am willing to gamble on this opportunity to become a True Emperor!"

His words echoed in the torrent of the seven-colored source, carrying a do-or-die belief.

The phantom of the Ancient Emperor Tuoshe looked at the young man before him, whose eyes were resolute and whose soul was entangled with strange time-space trajectories. On his blurred face, there seemed to be a trace of extremely faint, almost imperceptible... relief.