Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

His true spiritual essence was enveloped and protected by a gentle yet powerful force, as if he were in an absolutely tranquil harbor.

An unprecedented sense of clarity filled his soul, as if all things in the world and all thoughts in his heart had become clearly visible.

The opportunity to slay the corpse is now!

Han Feng's mind sank into the deepest part of his consciousness.

Following the methods of the "Three Corpses Severing Scripture," and combining the experiences and lessons learned from the White Tiger and the Good Corpse, he began the first step—internal severing—separating the source of good thoughts.

This was not a simple self-analysis. Under the operation of the technique, Han Feng felt that deep within his soul, those thoughts, emotions, and instincts about compassion, kindness, protection, reluctance, sacrifice, etc., all originating from "goodness," were being pulled by invisible threads and began to surge and peel away violently.

Countless fragments of memories surged forth: his compassion for the weak in his childhood, his protection of relatives and friends as he grew up, his anger and pity when faced with injustice... These were once the underlying characteristics of his personality and one of the sources of his power, but at this moment, they were forcibly extracted and condensed from the whole of his "true self" consciousness by the cultivation technique!

This process is extremely painful, as if the soul is being torn apart.

Good intentions are not as violent as evil intentions, but their stripping away brings a profound, primal sense of loss and emptiness, as if the warmest and softest part of life is being forcibly removed.

If it weren't for the "clear realm" formed by the imperial-grade pills stabilizing his true spirit and isolating him from the intense soul-shaking impact and various inner demons that might be induced by this separation, Han Feng would most likely have fallen into chaos or even collapsed at the very first step.

Protected by the elixir, Han Feng maintained an unwavering will.

He examined the process of stripping away with absolute rationality, like a calm bystander observing the essence of his own "goodness".

He could clearly distinguish between pure goodwill and "obsession with good" born of obsession—such as the constraint caused by excessive protection, the indecisiveness caused by reluctance, and the tendency to make pointless sacrifices out of pity.

“Stripping away is not about extinguishing goodwill, but about severing the ‘attachment’ that could become an obstacle or a source of imbalance!”

Han Feng understood immediately.

The good corpse has been beheaded!

As the stripping process continued, within Han Feng's sea of ​​consciousness, a phantom composed of pure, soft white light, vaguely resembling his own body, gradually coalesced into form.

The phantom's face was blurry, its eyes were gentle, and it exuded a peaceful and serene aura—this was the "benevolent corpse prototype" formed from his own inherent goodness!

When the nascent form of the benevolent corpse was fully formed and only one extremely tough, life-like umbilical cord remained between it and Han Feng's true self, the most crucial and dangerous step arrived—the external slash!

Slay this formed benevolent corpse!

This is not merely about severing the connection, but about resolutely "denying" the independent foundation of this good intention, and dispersing, absorbing, and returning the power of its inherent laws to the "true self"!

"cut!"

Han Feng let out a silent shout in his heart! Without the slightest hesitation, without the slightest lingering attachment!

He circulated his cultivation technique, condensing all his spiritual power, soul power, and even the resolute will that had been tempered in the treasure vault to sever everything into an invisible and intangible "Death-Slaying Blade" that was powerful enough to sever cause and effect and annihilate the laws!

This blade of will, carrying Han Feng's absolute belief in his own path and his great determination to abandon the past and forge a future, fiercely slashed at the last thread of origin connecting the embryonic form of the benevolent corpse!

Click!

It was as if the sound of shattering glass echoed in the deepest part of my soul.

With a faint, almost imperceptible sigh, full of relief, the strong connection was severed!

That was the last echo before good intentions were completely severed and returned to nothingness.

The moment the connection was severed, the medicinal power of the imperial-grade pill was completely detonated!

The power of the stabilized true spirit reached its peak, firmly suppressing the terrifying turbulence that was generated in an instant when the spirit was severed, which was enough to tear apart the soul of an ordinary Dou Di!

At the same time, the "realm of clarity" shone brightly, completely isolating and purifying all mental ripples caused by the severing of the corpse, as well as any mental demons or distracting thoughts that might take advantage of the situation!

The severed nascent form of the benevolent corpse did not leave a phantom image like the White Tiger had back then. Instead, it melted and disintegrated rapidly, like ice and snow thrown into the blazing sun!

The pure goodness and power of law that constituted it did not dissipate into the world, but transformed into the purest energy torrent. Han Feng used his cultivation technique to frantically absorb and integrate it into his own true spirit and vast spiritual power, just like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea!

Rumble——!

Within the isolated space, Han Feng's body erupted with unimaginable dazzling light!

An unprecedented, majestic aura, surpassing heaven and earth, erupted like a sleeping ancient beast awakening!

His spiritual power was surging wildly, undergoing a complete transformation in both quality and quantity! The barrier of the Dou Di realm was as fragile as paper in the face of this torrent of successful corpse severing, replenishment of his origin, and explosive power!

Early stage of Dou Di... Middle stage of Dou Di... Late stage of Dou Di... Finally, without any hindrance, he broke through that invisible boundary and reached the peak of Dou Di!

At this moment, Han Feng felt as if he had resonated more deeply with some core law of the universe.

Every gesture he made contained immense power; his control over space, spiritual energy, and laws had reached a completely new and awe-inspiring level.

His soul became more refined and pure, his will unbreakable, and his ego more powerful and clear than ever before.

Inside the cave, the white phantom of the benevolent corpse trembled slightly the instant Han Feng successfully destroyed his own nascent benevolent corpse and his aura surged to the peak of the Dou Di realm. The phantom's eyes revealed a complex and unfathomable expression, which ultimately turned into a long sigh, with a hint of relief. It nodded slightly in the direction of Han Feng, as if witnessing the birth of a new and more powerful being.

The black, malevolent corpse sensed Han Feng's surging, resolute, and sharp aura as a peak Dou Di, as well as the satisfied state of mind it instinctively loathed after successfully "slaying the corpse," and descended into unprecedented rage!

It frantically tore at the chains, its scarlet eyes filled with savagery and a hint of... indescribable fear? The golden light on the chains flickered erratically under its impact, and the entire cave trembled violently with its struggle!

"Roar—! Impossible! Another...another madman! Damn it! Damn it—!"

The roar of the ghoul was filled with hysterical despair and rage.

The White Tiger's massive body trembled slightly due to the peak Dou Di aura unleashed by Han Feng.

Its single eye was fixed on the direction of the isolated space, its eyes filled with indescribable shock, relief, and a sense of relief.

"Supreme...Peak...He truly ascended to the heavens in a single step..."

The white tiger's voice was filled with endless emotion.

It knew that Han Feng had taken the most crucial and dangerous first step.

Having successfully slain the benevolent corpse, Han Feng's cultivation level reached the peak of Dou Di. This not only signifies a leap in strength but also represents an incredibly solid starting point for his path of slaying the Dao.

Next, the challenge of slaying the evil corpse will be a hundred times more dangerous than before, but at this moment, Han Feng undoubtedly has the qualifications to face it like never before!

Within the isolated space, the earth-shattering aura of a peak Dou Di slowly subsided like a tide, and the dazzling light gradually faded.

Inside the cave, the roar of the evil corpse seemed to weaken slightly due to the brief suppression of the terrifying aura, but its ferocity and despair remained undiminished.

The white tiger's enormous single eye and the white, benevolent corpse phantom were both focused intently on the space barrier, carrying indescribable complex emotions.

The spatial barriers rippled like water, silently dissolving.

Han Feng stepped out from among them.

He was still Han Feng, his figure unchanged, his clothes the same as before.

However, the moment he looked up—

An invisible chill instantly swept through the entire cave!

Those eyes!

The eyes that were once deep, firm, and sometimes sparkling with wisdom and decisiveness are now like a sharp blade formed from millennia-old ice, stripped of all warmth, leaving only a pure, icy chill that freezes the soul!

There was no trace of pity, no hesitation, only an indifference that looked down upon all things and understood their essence.

The gaze swept across the cave, over the raging, malevolent corpse, over the gentle, benevolent phantom, and finally settled on the white tiger's massive body.

There was no gratitude, no awe, not even a trace of joy or excitement at having just broken through to a higher realm; there was only scrutiny, assessment, a cold calculation as if weighing some value or threat.

Chapter 511 Freshmen

The white tiger's enormous heart suddenly sank!

"The benevolent corpse has been beheaded."

Han Feng spoke, his voice calm and still, like the water of a cold pool, clear and steady, but devoid of any fluctuations that could be called "emotion".

Each word was like an ice bead falling onto a jade plate, cold, hard, and direct.

"Cultivation is stable, peak Dou Di level."

He stated the facts as if reporting an achievement that had nothing to do with him.

"..."

The white tiger remained silent for a moment, its huge single eye staring intently at Han Feng, trying to find a trace of familiarity in his icy gaze, but to no avail.

It finally spoke in a low voice, heavy with unprecedented seriousness: "How...are you feeling?"

“Better than ever.”

Han Feng's lips twitched upwards very slightly.

"Clear thoughts, pure will, and unimpeded power."

"The so-called good intentions I had before... were completely unnecessary and superfluous, and they interfered with my judgment."

“Stripping them off was the right choice.”

He paused, his slightly mocking gaze sweeping over the black, monstrous corpse bound by chains and still growling and struggling, his tone as calm as if discussing an object: "Now, shouldn't we deal with it?"

The white, benevolent corpse's phantom trembled slightly. It gazed at Han Feng, its illusory eyes revealing a deeper, more complex emotion—was it a kind of... sorrow for its kind? Was it a lament for the "goodness" it once possessed, now utterly destroyed by Han Feng? In the end, it only let out another silent sigh, its figure seemingly becoming even more ethereal.

"Roar—! Come on! You little bug!" Sensing Han Feng's cold, emotionless gaze, the evil corpse seemed to be completely enraged, struggling even more frantically, the chains groaning shrilly. "Slay me? With this shell of yours that has lost even its own heart?! I'll tear you to shreds! I'll chew your bones to dust!"

However, Han Feng's expression remained unchanged in the face of the hysterical roars and curses of the evil corpse.

He even tilted his head slightly, as if listening carefully or analyzing the energy fluctuations and emotional intensity contained in the other person's words. The mockery in his eyes deepened, as if he were looking at an ant baring its fangs and claws, trying to intimidate a giant.

"Noisy."

Han Feng's voice remained calm, yet carried an unquestionable, cold authority.

A powerful pressure descended upon the evil corpse, and the already suppressed phantom instantly turned red in the face, unable to utter a single word.

The white tiger's body tensed slightly at that moment.

It knew that the danger of slaying the evil corpse far exceeded its imagination of slaying the good corpse.

Han Feng's current state is both a powerful asset and a potential major variable!

The mockery in those eyes made it feel deeply uneasy.

"Han Feng..." The White Tiger's voice was deeper and more serious than ever before, carrying a warning, "Slaying the evil corpse is no small matter. Evil thoughts are like an abyss; the slightest carelessness will lead to utter destruction. Your current state... requires extreme caution! Do not let power cloud your judgment!"

"Your true self?" Han Feng repeated, a hint of mockery in his cold eyes.

“The good corpse has been severed, and the obsession has been eliminated.”

"At this moment, I am my purest self."

Han Feng smiled dismissively.

"Power is a tool; the goal is the path."

"Lost? That doesn't exist."

He ignored the white tiger's warning, his gaze returning to the frantically struggling corpse. He strode towards the depths of the cave, towards the raging phantom bound by chains.

With each step he took, the terrifying aura of a peak Dou Di around him solidified, chilling to the bone and carrying a resolute determination to annihilate everything.

"Tell me the key to slaying the evil corpse, or I'll kill you!"

Han Feng looked coldly at the evil corpse and said indifferently.

"You, what did you say?!"

The white tiger corpse stared intently at Han Feng, then suddenly grinned and laughed.

"Hahahaha, kill me? With your current peak Supreme cultivation? Hahahaha, you're still ten thousand years too early, kid!"

The White Tiger Corpse expressed its utter contempt for Han Feng.

It was a malevolent corpse slashed from the White Tiger's original body, and its strength had reached the Heavenly Sovereign level. If it weren't for the suppression of the White Tiger's original power, it would have killed Han Feng with a single glance.

"is it?"

Faced with the mockery of the White Tiger Corpse, Han Feng merely smiled coldly, and then a spark ignited from his fingertips.

"I heard you have quite a few evil intentions?"

The ignition point was placed inside the white tiger's corpse.

"Then let me help you purify it."

呲呲!

"what!!!!"

The white tiger corpse let out a painful roar.

However, at this moment, the white tiger itself also showed a pained expression.