Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

"Very well, then... let's begin."

As soon as the words were spoken, the entire seven-colored space suddenly erupted in excitement!

The illusory image of the ancient emperor Tuoshe, suspended in the center, burst forth with boundless light and heat, like the sun plunging into water! The twenty-two different flames instantly solidified, roaring and spinning, and finally transformed into a pure pillar of light that pierced through the heavens and earth, its color indescribable!

At the core of the pillar of light is the purest essence of the Emperor!

Vast! Mighty! Ancient! It's as if the primordial energy of the entire universe has converged at this moment!

This power, carrying the will to rule the world, the majesty to burn everything, and the vitality to create the world, crashed down on Han Feng... with a deafening roar!

"Ugh—!"

Indescribable pain instantly swept over every cell of Han Feng's body! It was as if his entire body, including his soul, was being torn apart, melted, and reshaped by this vast primordial power! It was billions of times more painful than fusing with a different kind of fire and refining an imperial pill in his previous life! His skin cracked inch by inch, and the blood evaporated before it could even seep out. His bones groaned under the unbearable burden, and his soul seemed to have been thrown into a purgatory furnace.

But he clenched his teeth tightly, his eyes burning with a mad flame. All the will, all the obsessions, all the regrets and desires from his past and present lives transformed into the pillars that supported him from being destroyed in an instant!

"Guard your mind! Draw the source into your body and refine it for your own use! This is your tribulation, and also your path!" The voice of the phantom of the Ancient Emperor Tuoshe resounded like thunder in the depths of Han Feng's soul, which was on the verge of collapse.

Han Feng roared, desperately circulating the cultivation techniques he had practiced all his life, pouring out his soul power without reservation, transforming it into an invisible furnace, attempting to envelop, guide, and refine the surging torrent of the Emperor's Origin.

The seven-colored beam of light completely engulfed him, forming a giant energy cocoon.

In this primordial space left behind by the last Dou Di of the Dou Qi Continent, time has lost its meaning.

An ultimate transformation concerning Han Feng's life and death, and the future destiny of the mainland, is quietly unfolding amidst endless light and heat, pain and rebirth.

Deep within the Heavenly Tomb, the stone statues remained silent. Only the occasional wisp of terrifying imperial might that caused the very space to tremble hinted at a dramatic upheaval taking place within, one that could alter the entire plane's格局 (geju, a concept encompassing the overall structure and dynamics of the universe).

Xiao Xuan's remnant soul sensed the completely sealed area from afar, his illusory face filled with anticipation and solemnity.

He could sense an aura surpassing even that of a Dou Sheng being laboriously conceived, struggled, and transformed within that deathly silence...

The path to becoming a Dou Di (a powerful figure in the martial arts world) is fraught with danger at every turn.

Han Feng is using his own body as a torch to fight for that one and only ray of dawn in all time.

Chapter 504 Fighting Emperor

The changes in the Dou Qi Continent did not stop because of Han Feng's seclusion. On this day, in the Central State Beast Domain, in the forbidden area of ​​the Nine Netherworld Python Clan, the Nine Netherworld Yellow Springs, an incomparably powerful energy suddenly erupted, and a nine-colored pillar of light shot into the sky, dispersing the clouds and mist for tens of thousands of miles around.

All the Nine Netherworld Pythons, including their patriarch Yao Ming, prostrated themselves and knelt down the moment the pillar of light shot into the sky.

Cai'er slowly emerged from the nine-colored pillar of light, her bare feet treading on the air, creating an invisible ripple.

Six-Star Dou Sheng.

Cai'er felt the familiar aura within her body, once again connecting with the world of the Dou Qi Continent, and the vast and boundless energy of heaven and earth surged forth in an instant.

In the lair of the Nine-Colored Sky-Swallowing Python, Cai'er received a legacy far beyond what others could imagine.

The bloodline of a clan has all returned to one.

This is an imitation of Xiao Xuan's great feat back then. Cai'er's cultivation has improved so much thanks to the ancestors of the Devouring Python clan.

"Han Feng".

As soon as Cai'er came out, she murmured this name softly.

Her longing for Han Feng was something she could no longer suppress after years of seclusion.

She discerned the connection in her soul and flew swiftly toward the direction of the ancient clan.

As Cai'er left, the oppressive aura that had enveloped the Nine Netherworld Python Clan gradually faded.

At this moment, Yao Ming forced himself to suppress the oppressive feeling in his bloodline, and slightly raised his head to look at Cai'er's departing figure.

Yao Ming couldn't see clearly what kind of magnificent figure it was, but he would never forget this day, because he had seen the true king of the snake clan.

Ancient tribe.

Han Feng has been in the Heavenly Tomb for three months.

This is the outside time, but inside the Heavenly Tomb, the passage of time is far greater than this number.

However, this benefit of faster time flow is about to end.

The Heavenly Tomb, as a special space, is a wonder, and the destiny of any individual within it is unique.

Unless you become part of this space, or its owner.

Ancient forbidden area.

Gu Yuan sat cross-legged, with a pill the size of a dragon's eye, radiating a chaotic luster and containing a vast imperial might floating in front of him—the Emperor Pill!

After two months of meticulous preparation, Gu Yuan's aura had reached its peak.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and a divine light seemed to burst forth from them, as if the world had been created!

The next second, without hesitation, he opened his mouth and swallowed the Emperor Pill!

"boom--!!!"

An indescribable, terrifying energy exploded within Gu Yuan's body, instantly filling it with a torrent of energy.

Gu Yuan focused all his efforts on refining this extraordinary medicinal power, and golden light surged between his brows, signifying that his power was constantly reaching its limit.

For this powerful figure who had already reached the half-step Emperor realm, breaking through to the Dou Di realm was just a natural outcome once he obtained the Origin Qi.

However, what Gu Yuan has obtained now is not just the origin of the emperor, but the emperor pill refined by Han Feng.

It will still take some time for Gu Yuan to refine the medicinal power of the Emperor Soul Pill.

Before we knew it, two months had passed.

Gu Yuan slowly opened his eyes, and endless divine light shot out from them.

The surging power within him had now reached a new level.

A vast imperial might, surpassing all things in heaven and earth and reigning supreme, slowly spread out.

"Dou Di!"

Gu Yuan clenched his fists, suppressing his inner excitement.

"Is this what it feels like to become a Dou Di?"

How wonderful!

Even with his composure, he couldn't help but feel joyful at this moment.

Gu Yuan looked up and saw that there was still no movement in the Heavenly Tomb. A look of worry appeared in his eyes, but based on his trust in Han Feng, he did not think that Han Feng had failed.

"Han Feng, you absolutely must come out alive!"

Having broken through to the Dou Di realm, Gu Yuan had absolute confidence in his own strength. Even the extraterrestrial evil race that Han Feng had mentioned before, Gu Yuan was confident in his ability to fight.

His ancestors were once part of the fight against the evil races from beyond the realm. If his ancestors could do it, then Gu Yuan could do it too!

Gu Yuan stood guard by the Heavenly Tomb, carefully testing his power, which belonged to the Dou Di realm.

With every gesture, he possessed a power that he could not match even when he went all out before.

If the Soul Emperor were to reappear before him now, Gu Yuan would definitely be able to slam his head down and beat him senseless.

A month later.

Deep within the Heavenly Tomb, in the space where the ancient statue of Emperor Tuoshe resides.

The long-dormant light on the stone statue's surface suddenly shone brightly again without warning, pulsating powerfully like a heart reawakening.

The light grew brighter and brighter, and finally, the light gate on the statue's chest slowly opened again.

A figure stepped out from within.

It was Han Feng!

At this moment, his aura was extremely restrained, like an ordinary person without any power, but his deep eyes seemed to contain the profound truths of the birth and death of the universe and the flow of time and space.

His body was the most perfect physique, every inch of his skin and every strand of his hair flowing with a natural and harmonious Daoist charm.

"Young friend Han Feng..."

Xiao Xuan's remnant soul appeared before Han Feng immediately. His phantom was even dimmer than before, almost transparent, but his face was filled with indescribable excitement and relief.

He scrutinized Han Feng, sensing the vastness and unfathomable depth within him, and asked with a slight tremor in his voice, "How do you feel?"

Han Feng smiled slightly, a smile that was peaceful yet seemed to soothe the world: "It feels... not bad."

"Good! Good! Good!"

Xiao Xuan said "good" three times, then sighed deeply, his eyes glistening with tears: "Seeing you successfully ascend to the throne, my greatest wish in this life has been fulfilled! The regret of failing to reach the throne back then has finally been... resolved."

"Thank you, Han Feng, for paving this path for me and for all the predecessors of the Dou Qi Continent after the Emperor Jue era!"

Xiao Xuan paused, and the illusory figure became even more ethereal, as if it might dissipate at any moment.

He looked at Han Feng, with a final sense of reluctance and entrustment: "This Heavenly Tomb... is a wondrous relic left from ancient times, and also the place where my remnant soul lingers on. Now that you have become a Dou Di, it is time for my last bit of obsession to dissipate. The position of the Lord of this Heavenly Tomb... is entrusted to you. I hope it can help you protect this continent."

After saying that, before Han Feng could refuse, Xiao Xuan's remnant soul transformed into an incomparably pure soul essence containing all the insights he had gained throughout his life, and slowly floated towards Han Feng.

This was his way of severing the last connection between himself and the Heavenly Tomb, completely handing over control of the Heavenly Tomb to Han Feng.

Han Feng pursed his lips and looked at Xiao Xuan with a complicated expression.

He sighed softly, reached out, and touched that source of his soul.

In an instant, all the mysteries of the Heavenly Tomb flooded into his mind.

Over countless years, the purest soul essence power, formed from the remnants of powerful beings who perished in the Heavenly Tomb, has flowed into Han Feng's body like rivers flowing into the sea, nourishing his Emperor-level soul and making it more perfect and clear.

Han Feng's gaze narrowed slightly as he watched Xiao Xuan's fading, lingering expression of relief and liberation.

He pointed his fingers like a sword, and a ray of light containing the secrets of creation and the immortality of the soul gently touched the fading remnant.

A look of surprise appeared on Xiao Xuan's face, which was about to fade away, and he looked at Han Feng with an incredulous gaze.

His already hopeless state, which should have faded away with time, was now experiencing a sense of "life"?!

"Senior Xiao Xuan, please rest well." Han Feng's voice was gentle. "Nourish this spirit, and in the future... perhaps we can still see that kid Xiao Yan revitalize the Xiao clan and bring glory to the family."

That glimmer of spiritual light, like the warmest sanctuary, instantly enveloped Xiao Xuan's fading true spirit imprint, stabilizing his last remaining life mark and plunging him into a strange state of slumber. It slowly sank into the core of the Heavenly Tomb's origin, beginning to gently nurture it.

This method of enlightening remnant spirits and giving them a glimmer of hope is beyond the grasp of ordinary Dou Di. It is a creation technique that Han Feng can only perform by combining his special insights into the soul realm with the power of the Emperor realm.

After doing all this, Han Feng took one last look at this Heavenly Tomb space, which was filled with the marks of countless powerful figures, and then took a step out, disappearing from sight.

Above the ancient realm, in the void.

Having spent a month familiarizing himself with the power of the Dou Di, Gu Yuan, full of vigor and high spirits, was now experiencing the unparalleled joy of controlling the world.

Suddenly, the space in front of him rippled like water, and Han Feng's figure appeared there silently.

"Congratulations, Senior Gu Yuan, on finally reaching the Emperor Realm."

Han Feng smiled and cupped his hands in greeting.

When Gu Yuan saw Han Feng, he was initially pleasantly surprised and was about to return the compliment when he suddenly paused. He frowned, stared at Han Feng intently, and after a long while, a deep sense of helplessness and a bitter smile appeared on his face: "Han Feng... how come it feels like the gap between us has widened even more now that you've broken through to the Dou Di realm?"

Just now, upon taking a look, I was shocked to find that I, the "Ancient Emperor," couldn't see through Han Feng's current realm at all.

As a newly promoted Dou Di, Gu Yuan's spiritual senses are exceptionally sharp.

So encountering this situation completely overturned his understanding.

He was the one who broke through to the Dou Di realm first!

Upon hearing this, Han Feng smiled slightly, with a hint of emotion: "The path to becoming a Dou Di is different for everyone, and the road ahead is still long. Senior Gu Yuan should explore it slowly on his own."

Gu Yuan nodded in deep agreement, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit: "Hmm...you're absolutely right! Newly advanced to this realm, I need to prove myself! Han Feng, would you do me the honor of exchanging a few moves with me?"

"It's my wish, but I don't dare to ask for my ear."

Han Feng readily agreed.

The two figures flashed, instantly traversing endless distances and arriving directly outside the Dou Qi Continent, in the depths of a desolate and lifeless void.

The stars are sparse and the space is stable here, making it an ideal place for Dou Di-level experts to fight.

Without any unnecessary words, the two attacked almost simultaneously!

boom! boom!

Two palm prints, imbued with unparalleled divine might, collided violently in the void! There was no earth-shattering explosion, only the silent annihilation and reorganization of space, forming an enormous black hole vortex that devoured all light and energy in the surrounding area.

The terrifying shockwave transformed into tangible ripples, sweeping across distant star fields and instantly pulverizing several small meteorites!