Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

His senses were particularly focused on a small bamboo grove courtyard in the Black Corner region of that continent.

There, a figure with a life force as faint as a candle flickering in the wind, was none other than Han Feng!

The Demon Emperor's mind was filled with complex emotions of greed and fear.

"Desolate Emperor... the legacy you left behind is indeed extraordinary!"

He stared intently at Han Feng.

In just a few years, he went from being an ant in his eyes who was not even a Supreme Being to advancing triumphantly, breaking through to the Dou Di realm, and not long ago, at the Great Perfection of the Earth Supreme Being realm, he ruthlessly reversed and killed the Heavenly Supreme Being of the Heart Demon Clan that he had sent—Shadow Eclipse!

This terrifying rate of growth is simply astonishing!

Even if placed in a higher plane, it would be enough to shake many powerful races.

The value of the Desolate Emperor's legacy far exceeded his initial estimate!

"Blocking the news, spending years... was all for the sake of enjoying this feast alone."

The Demon Emperor's thoughts were tinged with pain and resentment.

In order to block news from the Dou Qi Continent and prevent other powerful evil races from interfering in the struggle for the Desolate Emperor's inheritance, he used the vast resources and secret methods of the Heart Demon Clan, sending many Heavenly Sovereigns from the clan to guard the border. He even endured the suspicion and pressure from other evil forces, barely managing to isolate that continent for several years.

Only he himself knows the cost of this.

"Shadow Erosion...useless!"

Thinking of the fallen Heavenly Sovereign, the Heart Demon Emperor's rage burned even brighter.

It should be noted that Shadow Eclipse is no ordinary Heavenly Sovereign; even among the experts of the Heart Demon Clan, he is in a class of his own.

In particular, his innate divine power can be extremely effective even for some top-tier Heavenly Sovereigns.

The fall of Shadow Eclipse is a devastating blow to the Heart Demon Clan!

What enraged him even more was that Shadow Eclipse had failed and died at the hands of a lower-level Earth Sovereign!

This not only challenged his authority but also caused a major setback in his plan to seize the throne.

Of course, Shadow Eclipse's actions were not entirely without merit.

At this moment, the Heart Demon Emperor could clearly sense Han Feng's extremely weak and continuously weakening life essence.

The fear that once existed has now been replaced by an almost pathological greed and desire for control.

"Hmph, the price you paid for forcibly reversing the Heavenly Sovereign's fate... was the complete depletion of your life essence, wasn't it?"

The Demon Emperor's will was cold and resolute.

"The oil is running out and the lamp is dying... Very well!"

On the Dou Qi Continent, those newly promoted Dou Di, as well as those "prodigies" whose strength had improved rapidly in his perception, were nothing more than grasshoppers in autumn, unable to hop around for long, in the eyes of the Heart Demon Emperor.

Once we deal with Han Feng, the successor of the Desolate Emperor, the rest can be wiped out with a flick of the wrist!

The only person he truly cared about from beginning to end was Han Feng, and the secret he carried!

"However, we can't wait any longer!"

The Demon Emperor thought to himself.

Han Feng's life was like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

If he were to die like this, the secrets of the Desolate Emperor's legacy would likely be lost, and his years of planning would be completely in vain!

We must capture Han Feng before he dies!

In his final moments, as he was about to perish, the Demon Emperor decided to personally capture him.

Extract his soul, interrogate his memories!

This emperor must find out what exactly the legacy of the Desolate Emperor is.

How could a mere native from a lower plane cross such a vast chasm in just a few years?

Does this conceal a secret that surpasses even the Heavenly Sovereign, or even touches upon a higher level?

The temptation is too great!

It was powerful enough for him to suppress the hidden dangers of his unhealed injuries, powerful enough for him to decide to take a desperate gamble and mobilize the core forces that the Heart Demon Clan could currently muster to launch a full-scale invasion!

"gather!"

A cold yet powerful thought instantly spread throughout the entire Wailing Royal Court and even the core area of ​​the Abyss of Ten Thousand Thoughts.

"Target—The Battle Qi Dimension!"

"Mission: Capture Han Feng, the inheritor of the Desolate Emperor. Life or death is irrelevant, but his soul must remain intact!"

"The rest...were all exterminated!"

With the will of the Demon Emperor, the massive pool of negative emotional energy beneath the Howling Royal Court began to boil violently, and countless powerful demonic auras awakened and converged from every corner of the abyss.

One after another, figures exuding terrifying demonic auras, along with several more obscure and profound beings who were almost at the threshold of Heavenly Sovereign, revealed themselves and knelt on one knee in the direction of the royal court.

The Demon Emperor slowly rose from his throne. Although the blue threads on his soul core still throbbed with pain, he forcibly mobilized his vast evil energy to solidify his illusory body and cover it with a hideous dark purple armor.

His bloodshot eyes gazed toward the Dou Qi Continent, filled with an insatiable greed and a chilling desire to destroy everything.

"Han Feng... I've arrived! Your secret will ultimately belong to me!"

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Six months have passed since the last intrusion.

The churning black mist in the sky resembled a lurking beast, showing no sign of the arrival of the evil race.

However, this stagnant calm was like a tightening noose, choking the hearts of every powerful figure on the Dou Qi Continent, especially Gu Yuan, who was stationed at the central command.

He knew all too well that this was not a sign of safety, but rather a sign that the storm was brewing to its fullest extent!

The next torrent to descend will surely be a devastating flood capable of overturning the entire continent!

Everyone is racing against time!

During this half year.

Cai'er found the "Xuanwu Sealing Heaven Formation" that Han Feng had mentioned in the Tagor Desert and devoted herself to studying it.

This formation is unparalleled in defense and contains the power to seal the heavens and earth. If she were to wield it, it would be enough to contend with the Demon King!

Gu Xun'er and Zi Yan are in the Heavenly Tomb where time flows abnormally.

Six months have passed in the outside world, but three years have passed in the Heavenly Tomb.

Xun'er was surrounded by fierce sword energy. The indestructible White Tiger True Meaning was integrated into the Golden Emperor Burning Heaven Flame. Wherever the sword pointed, even space was cut with tiny cracks - the White Tiger Sword Dao True Meaning had been formed!

Zi Yan sat cross-legged at the center of the time turbulence, her body surrounded by purple-gold light that flowed at times as fast as a stream of light and at others as slow as stillness. Her understanding of the time laws bestowed by the Dragon-Phoenix Authority was deepening day by day, and she was already able to distort spacetime in a small area.

Ye Qingyun stayed outside Han Feng's secluded bamboo house, trying to comprehend the true meaning of the Azure Dragon while studying the power of the broken wood within her body.

In fact, Ye Qingyun had obtained a skill from the broken wood a long time ago, but only she could use it.

Over the past six months, she has become increasingly proficient in this tradition.

Lin Xian'er cultivated diligently day and night, and finally broke through to the Dou Zun realm.

This should have been a cause for celebration, but it seemed so insignificant in the face of the impending world-ending war.

Watching the figures around her grow stronger rapidly and contribute their immense power to protect the continent, she felt a deep doubt and regret about her choice for the first time.

"If... I hadn't given up on the Calamity Poison Body back then... would I be able to reach the Dou Sheng realm now? Would I be able to stand by my master's side and share some of his burden?"

This untold bitterness entwined her heart like vines.

Maple City, a small courtyard in a bamboo grove.

After six months of silence, the door of the bamboo house finally opened slowly.

Han Feng stepped out from there.

His aura was extremely calm, almost to the point of being... ethereal.

The once unfathomable pressure has vanished without a trace, replaced by a sense of decay and decay.

His face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood, and his figure seemed even thinner than before he went into seclusion, as if a gust of wind could blow him over.

Only those eyes remained deep and calm, gazing at the green bamboo in the courtyard.

"Owner!"

Ye Qingyun, who had been waiting outside, immediately stepped forward and carefully helped him up.

She could clearly feel the faint flame of life within Han Feng's body, like a candle flickering in the wind, through her fingertips. Her heart ached, but she forced herself not to let the tears fall.

Han Feng gently patted the back of her hand, revealing a warm but weary smile: "Don't worry, Qingyun."

"Master!"

Lin Xian'er also rushed over upon hearing the news, but when she saw Han Feng's current appearance, tears instantly welled up in her eyes.

How could her master, who was as powerful and omnipotent as a mountain in her heart, have become like this?

"Xian'er, come here."

Han Feng's voice was gentle, with a barely perceptible hoarseness.

He gestured for Lin Xian'er to sit to his left.

Ye Qingyun helped him sit down on her right.

As the sun sets, the golden-red afterglow bathes Maple City, casting a warm glow over the bamboo forest.

Han Feng gazed quietly at the magnificent scene, his eyes filled with a deep sense of longing and relief.

"The sunset over the Dou Qi Continent... is so beautiful."

He sighed softly, his voice ethereal, as if it might dissipate in the evening breeze at any moment.

Ye Qingyun and Lin Xian'er accompanied him on either side, savoring the final, melancholic tranquility before the great battle.

However, this tranquility did not last long.

Just as the setting sun was about to completely sink below the horizon, and the sky was dyed a poignant mix of blood red and deep indigo—

Above the sky, the black mist that had been dormant for half a year suddenly surged and expanded violently, like a boiling sea of ​​ink!

A terrifying pressure, ten or even a hundred times stronger than the previous Shadow Erosion, descended with a deafening roar, as if the entire sky had collapsed!

This oppressive aura carried a pure, evil will that transcended all living beings, and an endless greed and desire for destruction!

It is no longer a simple forceful oppression, but a crushing defeat at the dimensional level!

The area shrouded in black fog.

Below the level of a Battle Saint, countless beings instantly fainted, or even exploded and died!

Even powerful Dou Di like Gu Yuan and Zhu Kun felt their souls tremble and their Dou Qi circulation sluggish, as if they were carrying an ancient divine mountain on their backs!

"coming!"

Gu Yuan suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with unprecedented solemnity and determination.

At the center of the black mist, a huge vortex slowly formed, like a gateway to the deepest hell.

From within the vortex, a figure slowly stepped out.

Standing nearly three zhang tall, its entire body was covered in a hideous, dark purple armor that seemed to be made of countless crystals of resentment, with thick, blood-like dark red energy flowing between the gaps in the armor.

His face was hidden beneath a distorted, living helmet, revealing only two crimson eyes burning with the flames of his soul.

These eyes swept across the continent below, and wherever their gaze fell, space itself distorted and groaned! An aura of decay and despair, originating from the depths of the soul, permeated the air.

It was none other than the patriarch of the Heart Demon Clan—the Heart Demon Emperor!

The moment he arrived, his gaze pierced through endless space, precisely locking onto the figure in the bamboo grove courtyard of Maple City in the Black Corner Region—Han Feng, whose aura was faint and who resembled a candle flickering in the wind!

"The successor of the Desolate Emperor..."

A grand, cold voice, filled with endless greed and resentment, resounded directly into the depths of the souls of all living beings on the Dou Qi Continent, like a declaration of death.

"Your life, like this setting sun... has finally come to an end."

"I have come in person to take your life, and... all the secrets you hold!"

As the Demon Emperor spoke, Pandora's box was opened within the surging black mist!

A massive and elite army of demons, larger and more powerful than ever before, surged forth like a black torrent bursting its banks, carrying a destructive force!