Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

Every clash of swords, every exchange of movements, is not merely a collision of techniques, but a resonance and surge of the soul.

Huo Ling's eyes gleamed with wonder. She could clearly feel that, under Han Feng's guidance, the Fei Xue sword in her hand seemed to have formed a deeper connection with her soul. With each swing, it drew the power of her soul to move in rhythm.

The spiritual light on the Honglu Sword grew even deeper, faintly radiating a powerful pressure that made her soul tremble.

"This is the moment!"

Han Feng's voice rang out in Huo Ling's sea of ​​consciousness.

The next moment, the dancing figure in the courtyard suddenly disappeared, turning into two streams of light and disappearing into Huo Ling's elegant boudoir.

The door closed silently, and a powerful spatial barrier instantly rose, isolating the inside from the outside.

Inside the room, there were no candles, only two floating swords emitting a soft yet powerful spiritual light that illuminated the room.

Han Feng and Huo Ling sat cross-legged facing each other.

"Concentrate your mind and calm your spirit, open your sea of ​​consciousness."

Han Feng's voice was like the clash of cold jade stones.

Huo Ling did as she was told. She had an instinctive trust in Han Feng and looked forward to a breakthrough in her soul realm.

She relaxed her mind and slowly removed the soul barrier of her Great Perfection of the Heavenly Realm, leaving her sea of ​​consciousness like an undefended harbor.

However, at the very moment her sea of ​​consciousness was fully opened—

boom! ! !

It was as if the Milky Way in the heavens had burst its banks, or as if an ancient divine mountain had collapsed!

A vast, unimaginable, and pure soul power, imbued with a cold, indifferent, and supreme will, poured into her sea of ​​consciousness like a world-destroying torrent, without reservation and with brutal force!

"Ugh—!"

Huo Ling let out a short, painful groan, her delicate body trembled violently, and her face instantly turned ashen!

That's incredible! That's overwhelming!

This is not a gentle stream of guidance, it is an earth-shattering crushing and filling!

Her sea of ​​consciousness, which was considered vast and resilient even at the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Realm, was as fragile as a small boat in a storm in the face of this Emperor Realm soul, and was instantly swollen and on the verge of bursting!

Excruciating pain! An indescribable, soul-tearing pain swept through my entire body!

Fire Spirit felt like a water sac forcibly stuffed full, every inch of its soul groaning under the unbearable pressure, its consciousness teetering on the brink of collapse under the violent soul impact, as if it would completely collapse and be annihilated at any moment!

She finally understood what Han Feng meant by "I hope you can bear it"! This wasn't dual cultivation at all; it was torture on a soul level!

Han Feng frowned slightly.

Fire Spirit's reaction was more intense than he had anticipated.

Although her soul foundation is stable, she is still somewhat lacking in the ability to directly receive the nourishment of an Emperor-level soul.

If left unattended, her soul's essence will inevitably be damaged, and it may even leave a permanent crack.

Still too weak...

Han Feng was somewhat dissatisfied.

However, Fire Spirit was the "assistant" he chose, and also a rare soul cultivation partner, so he couldn't just let her go to waste.

"Condense!" Han Feng thought to himself.

The torrent of Emperor-level souls that surged in violently instantly transformed from a raging torrent into an incredibly precise guide.

Like the most precise probe, and like the gentlest tide, it began to operate in the Fire Spirit's collapsing sea of ​​consciousness in an inconceivable and completely illogical way.

The powerful control of the Emperor Realm soul was displayed to the fullest extent.

He forcefully stabilized the Fire Spirit's violently trembling and nearly collapsed soul essence, firmly protecting its core.

At the same time, the vast soul power was no longer a crude filling, but transformed into countless extremely fine soul threads containing the profound meaning of Yin and Yang circulation, carefully probing into every minute structure of the fire spirit's soul.

Guide, organize, repair, strengthen...

For the Fire Spirit, this process remains a hellish mix of pain and ecstasy.

The pain stems from the tearing sensation caused by the forced transformation and elevation of the soul.

Bliss originates from the purest and most refined soul essence of the Emperor Realm. Each subtle integration in her soul infuses her previously stagnant soul with boundless vitality, and her perception, deduction, and affinity for the laws of heaven and earth are all improving at an astonishing rate!

The sense of clarity and power brought about by that spiritual leap is enough to captivate any cultivator.

She clenched her teeth, her whole body was soaked in sweat, and her body trembled slightly uncontrollably, but deep in her eyes burned an almost crazy obsession.

She knew this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, the only chance to break through the barrier that had plagued her for years! She had to persevere!

Han Feng, like an absolutely calm craftsman, ignored the fire spirit's painful reaction and focused all his attention on controlling this massive soul project.

His Emperor Realm soul was like a precise scalpel, accurately dissecting and guiding the convergence, fusion, and sublimation of the Yin and Yang soul forces.

He is also experiencing it.

Experience the transformation process of a Great Perfection Heavenly Realm soul under the pressure and guidance of an Emperor Realm soul, and comprehend the subtle law fluctuations generated when the Yin and Yang souls merge.

This will also greatly benefit him in consolidating his Emperor Realm soul and understanding deeper mysteries of the soul.

The breakthrough insights into the Earthly Supreme Realm were also quietly settled and confirmed in this meticulous soul manipulation.

Inside the room, only the faint glow of two swords illuminated two completely different faces: one cold as ice, with eyes focused as if sculpting a priceless treasure; the other filled with pain and intense longing, as if undergoing a spiritual rebirth.

Chapter 514 Teacher

A few days later.

The pain on Huo Ling's face gradually faded, replaced by a strange calm and profundity.

The feeling of swelling and about to burst in her mind disappeared, replaced by an unprecedented vastness and resilience.

The sea of ​​consciousness, which was originally like a lake, now seemed to have transformed into a boundless ocean.

The strength, resilience, and sensitivity of the soul have all undergone a qualitative leap.

Under the extreme pressure and exquisite guidance of that vast imperial soul, her soul realm finally broke through the shackles of the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Realm and reached a brand new and mysterious realm—the Half-Step Emperor Realm!

Although there is still a long way to go before reaching the true Emperor Realm soul, this crucial threshold has been completely breached!

The path ahead in cultivation will be smooth; as long as one continues to accumulate knowledge and gain insights, one will eventually reach the Emperor Realm.

At the same time, Han Feng slowly withdrew the vast, ocean-like power of his Emperor Realm soul.

A gleam of satisfaction flashed in his eyes; the goal of this dual cultivation of the soul had been perfectly achieved.

Huo Ling successfully broke through, and through this meticulous control and understanding of the fusion of Yin and Yang souls, his control over the Emperor Realm soul became more complete, and his understanding of the Earthly Supreme Realm also deepened.

The two floating swords lost their aura and returned to the wall.

Fire Spirit slowly opened its eyes, its gaze filled with divine light, as if containing the birth and death of stars, and its soul aura became profound and powerful.

She looked at Han Feng with a complex expression, a mixture of gratitude, awe, a sense of relief after surviving a disaster, and an indescribable sense of distance.

The oppressive aura of the Emperor's soul that she had felt before, as if she were facing an abyss, made her realize the immense gap between herself and the person before her.

"Thank you..." Her voice was a little hoarse and tired, but full of sincerity.

Han Feng simply nodded, as if he had done something insignificant.

With a casual wave of his hand, several items appeared before Huo Ling: a jade slip radiating a rich soul fluctuation, a bottle of crystal-clear pills that were obviously of extraordinary quality, and several rare soul herbs shimmering with a strange luster.

"Strengthen your foundation and cultivate your vital energy; practice diligently." His voice was calm and unwavering.

After saying that, he didn't look at Huo Ling again. His figure slowly disappeared into the room like ripples on water, leaving no trace, as if he had never existed.

Huo Ling stared blankly at the spot where Han Feng had disappeared, then looked down at the priceless gift in front of her.

Those jade slips, pills, and soul herbs—each one of them was enough to drive any peak Dou Sheng expert mad.

This "reward" is undeniably generous.

However, she felt little joy; instead, an indescribable sense of melancholy welled up within her.

The dual cultivation process just now, the vast and indifferent Emperor Soul Will that manipulated her soul like an object, made her clearly feel that the powerful Han Feng in front of her seemed to be... lacking something.

Where has that gentle and refined young man gone, who was so kind and righteous when we first met him in the Yan Clan, and who stepped in to help them when they were in danger?

She silently put away the things Han Feng had left behind, sat down cross-legged, and began to do her best to stabilize this hard-won half-step Emperor Realm soul.

But the heavy feeling in my heart lingered for a long time.

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"Next up, the Bone Spirit Cold Flame!"

Han Feng looked in the direction of the Starfall Pavilion, his gaze indifferent.

Places I previously avoided due to various conflicting emotions are now no longer a burden.

Starfall Pavilion.

Looking at the place where he was born and raised, Han Feng felt a surge of emotions.

In his past life, he was deeply attached to this place, but his experiences in this life seem to have made the people of this land hold a different view of him.

Even though Han Feng made many efforts afterward, the estrangement still existed.

Those elders of the Starfall Pavilion who had experienced the fall of Yao Chen always maintained a degree of wariness towards Han Feng.

Therefore, Han Feng rarely appears in the public eye of Xingyun Pavilion.

Han Feng smiled gently.

If you ask him now, all the things he did before were completely unnecessary.

Even if a broken mirror is mended, the cracks will still remain. Rather than going to great lengths to gain forgiveness from those people, it's better to never see them in the first place.

If those people come knocking on my door and don't know what's good for them, I'll treat them like strangers.

However, since I've already put in so much effort, there's no need to take any more action now.

"Let's go see my teacher first."

As Han Feng spoke, he took a step and his figure appeared in the room where Yao Chen lived.

At this moment, Yao Chen was refining pills.

He was so engrossed in refining the elixir that he didn't notice there was another person in the room.

As long as Han Feng doesn't want others to discover him, no one in the Dou Qi Continent can detect him now.

Han Feng looked at Yao Chen's somewhat aged face with a calm expression.

Teachers get old too.

The sound of flames burning quietly filled the air. Observing a ninth-grade alchemist refining medicine is an absolutely rare opportunity and enjoyment in the world of alchemy.

Han Feng's gaze slowly shifted to the pale white flame beneath the alchemy furnace.

Bone Spirit Cold Fire.

The eleventh ranked flame on the list of strange flames is considered to be outside the top ten, making it a very prestigious flame.

The top ten strange flames are controlled by ancient families and reclusive powerhouses. Yao Chen's ability to refine this strange flame during his Dou Wang period is no small matter.

A slight smile appeared on Han Feng's lips.

Now, it's time for this strange flame to change owners.

Han Feng waited quietly for Yao Chen to finish refining the pills, and then slightly revealed a trace of his own aura.

"who?!"

Yao Chen immediately sensed the other party, and the pill in his hand trembled, almost falling to the ground.

Han Feng's invisible power lifted the pill and pulled it back closer.

"Teacher's alchemy skills are still as perfect as ever."

Han Feng said, "At the same level, I can't find any mistakes or oversights."

In the art of alchemy, it is thanks to such a teacher that Han Feng has become the Emperor-grade alchemist he is today.

"Feng'er!"

Yao Chen's eyes widened suddenly, filled with the joy of seeing Han Feng again.