After stepping into the Dou Venerate realm, Han Feng's control over the laws of space had risen to an extremely profound level. He could already construct large-scale alternate spaces out of thin air.
Although he couldn't create a territory comparable to a domain like the ancient races, creating a city was still very easy.
Moreover, within his body, fire-attribute Dou Qi was slowly interweaving, transforming into a deeper level of power.
The Power of Laws.
This was a new stage in the pursuit of the Dao, directly related to the path of becoming a Saint in the future.
The deeper the accumulation at this stage, the greater the probability of success when breaking through to Dou Saint in the future.
Therefore, in the Dou Venerate realm, one should not only focus on the improvement of Dou Qi, but also do some seemingly useless comprehension.
If other realms could be broken through by piling up heavenly treasures, Dou Saint was completely impossible.
One must know that even among the ancient great clans, Dou Saint experts were extremely rare.
If there was no sufficient comprehension of one's own laws, no matter how good a genius's aptitude was, they would only remain at the Dou Venerate realm for their entire lives.
Therefore, any Dou Venerate expert with ambition would not ignore this point.
After stabilizing his aura, Han Feng looked inside at the four Heavenly Flames suspended in his Dantian. Among them, the Myriad Beast Spirit Flame and the Fallen Heart Flame had already awakened, and the flame laws emanating from around them were significantly higher than the other two Heavenly Flames.
It wasn't that the Sea Heart Flame and the Green Lotus Core Flame weren't strong, it was just that comparing their Heavenly Flame states, they were indeed slightly immature.
There was no helping it. Before being refined, the Myriad Beast Spirit Flame and the Fallen Heart Flame were both high-level fire spirits that had already gained intelligence, while the Sea Heart Flame and the Green Lotus Core Flame had just taken shape.
To awaken them required specific opportunities and could not be forced.
The growth of Heavenly Flames was very slow, often counted in centuries.
Giving birth to a fire spirit was even more valuable.
Although Han Feng had merged the four Heavenly Flames, he had not destroyed their respective spirituality.
This point was crucial.
If Heavenly Flames were merged with brute force, damage to their spirituality was inevitable. Although the Heavenly Flames could become stronger in a short time, they would lose the possibility of continued growth in the future.
The Heavenly Flames in Han Feng's hands would not have this trouble. The Flame Mantra solved the compatibility problem perfectly.
After initially adapting to his current combat power, Han Feng released the Profound Meaning state of the Fallen Heart Flame.
As the ultimate skill of a Heavenly Flame, the Profound Meaning could not be used continuously. A single Heavenly Flame could only use the Profound Meaning once in a short period of time.
However, Han Feng discovered that he could also activate a "Semi-Profound Meaning" state at ordinary times.
It weakened the power of the Profound Meaning, but the number of uses increased.
Just like the "Myriad Beast Catalog." When unfolded, it had a huge suppressive force on magical beasts, with a 70% probability of recording the magical beast into the catalog.
If the magical beast was beaten into submission beforehand, then this probability would increase to 90%.
In the Beast Region, Han Feng's use of the Myriad Beast Spirit Flame's Profound Meaning would have the greatest effect.
As for facing the human race, the suppressive effect of the Myriad Beast Catalog was not obvious. Unfolding the Profound Meaning would only increase consumption, so it was better to save it for other moves.
And the Fallen Heart Flame's [Fallen Brahma Heart] could greatly enhance Han Feng's soul power, allowing him to enter a "Brahma Heart" state.
In this state, Han Feng could achieve twice the result with half the effort in anything he did, equivalent to an "epiphany."
Within the range of the Profound Meaning domain, Han Feng could also ignore defenses and affect the opponent's mind from a distance, equivalent to an advanced version of the Fallen Heart Flame's ability.
This method was impossible to guard against. If the enemy was interfered with due to carelessness, the chance of exposing a flaw was very high.
In front of a true expert, a tiny flaw was enough to decide the outcome.
Most people in the Hall of Souls liked to fight with soul bodies. If he activated the Profound Meaning of the Fallen Heart Flame, who knew how many people in the Hall of Souls would suffer.
Han Feng's fighting spirit was high, and he couldn't wait to destroy another Earthly Baleful Hall to add to the fun.
However, thinking of what he had to do next, he temporarily suppressed this fighting spirit.
He had to solve the problem of the Soul-Devouring Life-Exterminating Formation first. He couldn't move it away every time.
In that case, no matter how slow the people of the Hall of Souls were, they should notice the problem. If they set it up elsewhere, Han Feng would have to go through the trouble again.
It was better to follow the Hall of Souls' existing plan and sabotage it in secret.
Thinking of this, Han Feng did not linger and flew towards the direction of the Hidden Sect.
The Hidden Sect was located in the Western Region of the Central Plains, which happened to be on the way. Han Feng arrived at his previous resting place and found that a very strong aura had appeared in the mountain range around that Earthly Baleful Hall.
It seemed that the "Myriad Blade Venerate" had returned.
He had also summoned the remaining members of the Earthly Baleful Hall. Even the six protectors who were out on missions were recalled. Everyone gathered together, seeming to be discussing something.
Han Feng controlled a magical beast to gather intelligence. He did not disturb them but left quietly.
The lives of a few people from the Hall of Souls were nothing. What Han Feng was plotting was the entire big picture.
When the situation was reversed, he would not let a single person from the Hall of Souls go!
A deep mountain stream in green mountains in the Western Region.
After going round and round, Han Feng finally found this place.
He took out the Hidden Sect token, burned it with a Heavenly Flame, and melted the amber wrapping it.
After the spiritual primer hidden inside was exposed to the air, it instantly turned into a stream of light, rushed to the sky, and then dispersed.
Han Feng stood there waiting for a few minutes, and suddenly the sound of a door opening came from his ear.
Two children walked out from the sky above the green mountain. Seeing Han Feng, they bowed slightly.
"Fellow Daoist, please come in."
Han Feng looked at the two children with tufts of hair before him and also bowed in return.
They were not ordinary people, but two rare innate spiritual objects. Ordinary Dou Ancestors were not their match.
Han Feng followed the children into the void gate, and then heard the sound of the door closing.
There was an extremely profound "Hidden Spirit Great Formation" protecting the Hidden Sect. Even if a Dou Saint expert came in person, they would ignore it if they were not careful.
This formation was precisely the work of Wang Shu.
"Fellow Daoist, please follow me."
The two children led Han Feng towards the interior of the Hidden Sect.
There were not many people in the entire Hidden Sect. They were all people who had been brought into this place to live a long time ago, passed down from generation to generation.
They adhered to one philosophy, which was to be reclusive.
No matter how the outside world changed, the Hidden Sect would not interfere with the outside world.
Only a very small number of people on the entire continent knew of their existence.
Inside the Hidden Sect was an open small world, where people farmed for themselves.
On both sides of the road underfoot, there were large terraced fields. Old oxen and men wearing straw hats worked in the fields, looking like ordinary farmers.
"Fellow Daoist, the Sect Master is still busy. Why don't you rest in the pavilion first?" a child said to Han Feng.
Han Feng didn't answer, but pointed to the field instead. "Can I help in the field?"
The child looked slightly surprised, then nodded.
Han Feng walked into the field, changed his clothes in a second, and rolled up his sleeves.
"Senior Wang."
Han Feng came to the man's side and bowed respectfully.
This ordinary-looking farmer before him was actually the Master of the Hidden Sect, Wang Shu, a Half-Saint expert and a ninth-grade formation grandmaster.
Wang Shu narrowed his eyes, looked at Han Feng, and nodded.
After greeting him, Han Feng began to help, dealing with the chores in the field together with Wang Shu.
Until noon, Wang Shu stopped what he was doing and patted his mud-covered hands.
Han Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Farming with a Half-Saint was not a simple job.
Every movement of a Half-Saint had an artistic conception of returning to the original simplicity.
Careful comprehension could also yield great rewards.
Farming was just the appearance. On a deeper level, it was a lesson between the Dao and the Law.
Although Han Feng's cultivation had not reached the Saint realm, his comprehension and insights were still there, so he could keep up.
"Little friend has good skills."
Wang Shu said with a smile, his voice gentle as jade, mellow and powerful.
Taking off the straw hat, Wang Shu revealed a heroic and extraordinary middle-aged man's face. His two ears hung down long, looking very distinctive.
"Junior Han Feng pays his respects to Senior Wang."
Han Feng bowed respectfully again.
"Han Feng, I remember now. You are Yao Chen's disciple."
Wang Shu said gently.
"What business do you have with me this time?"
The two talked as they walked.
"This junior has some questions about formations and would like to ask Senior Wang for advice."
"Formations?"
Wang Shu asked in confusion.
"Why don't you focus on alchemy? Why learn formations?"
Yao Chen's alchemy skills were first-class on the continent. Only those ancient families could find someone to surpass him.
At Han Feng's age, shouldn't he be delving into the Dao of Alchemy?
"This formation has far-reaching implications. If I don't solve it, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep."
Wang Shu became curious.
"What formation makes you so solemn?"
"Has Senior heard of the Soul-Devouring Life-Exterminating Formation?"
Wang Shu's face changed abruptly, and his previously kind expression became quite serious.
"Where did you learn about this formation?"
"The Hall of Souls."
Wang Shu stopped in his tracks and looked up at the sky.
A moment later, he continued to walk forward.
"The Soul-Devouring Life-Exterminating Formation is a ninth-grade formation, extremely cruel. By doing this, the Hall of Souls is making an enemy of everyone in the world."
"So Senior agrees?"
"The common people of the world have nothing to do with me, but since you hold the token, I can agree to one request that is not excessive."
Wang Shu's tone was calm.
"Are you sure you want to exchange for the method to break the formation from me?"
"This junior is sure."
Wang Shu nodded.
"Alright then, let's go have lunch first."
Huh?
Han Feng was stunned, and followed Wang Shu to the dining area.
Lunch was very simple: Earth Spirit Melons, Spirit Spring Water, and Immortal Rice.
The cooking method was boiling.
Very healthy.
The two children ate happily, swallowing even the skin of the Earth Spirit Melon.
After eating and drinking his fill, Wang Shu stretched.
At this time, he had changed into clean clothes. His demeanor was transcendent, and his temperament had risen several levels.
It must be said that he was indeed a friend of his master; his looks were as high as ever.
"Let's go. Let's see the great formation you mentioned."
Wang Shu stood up and said.
Han Feng and he came to a huge open space.
After looking at the surrounding environment and estimating that it could accommodate the Earthly Baleful Hall, Han Feng moved it out of the different space.
Wang Shu would not leave the Hidden Sect, so Han Feng had prepared long ago.
"Wow."
Wang Shu looked at the main hall emerging from the void and sighed.
"Little friend, you..."
Although he was reclusive, he was clear about some intelligence. For example, the main hall in front of him was one of the twenty-four Earthly Baleful Halls of the Hun Clan.
Wang Shu raised his hand, and a huge blue formation spread out, wrapping the entire Earthly Baleful Hall.
After checking and finding no small tricks, Wang Shu withdrew the formation.
"Soul-Devouring Life-Exterminating Formation, so that's it."
During the investigation just now, Wang Shu had already discovered the blood-red formation hidden at the bottom of the main hall.
He swiped his finger gently, and the Earthly Baleful Hall suddenly disassembled, wrapped in blue formation text, and suspended in mid-air.
Swish swish swish!
With Wang Shu's movements, the entire Earthly Baleful Hall was disassembled into an unrecognizable appearance, and the Soul-Devouring Life-Exterminating Formation at the very bottom also revealed its complete appearance at this time.
Wang Shu looked closely, and densely packed formation texts surged in his pupils.
Han Feng watched from the side with awe.
This is called professional.
He and his Uncle-Master were completely pretending to be experts, stubbornly studying it for so long.
In the end, they gained nothing.
Buzz!
Han Feng suddenly felt the airflow around him change, and even his perception changed. He looked down and found that he was already in Wang Shu's formation.
Good heavens, instant cast.
Generally speaking, formation masters need time to set up and form formations.
Therefore, even if the formation is powerful, cultivators can respond flexibly, interrupt in advance, or flee.
But Wang Shu didn't need those steps at all. Anytime, anywhere, with a gesture, a complete formation was summoned.
After a quarter of an hour, Wang Shu found the core of the formation and analyzed it.
Han Feng didn't dare to disturb him, just watching the big shot's operation silently from the side.
Analyzing a formation was a very tedious process. Just the strange combinations and transformations of formation texts were torturous enough to drive one crazy.
Not to mention that this was ninth-grade, and the content inside was explosively complex.
Time passed bit by bit. Wang Shu was immersed in the analysis, completely forgetting everything else.
Finally, after three whole days, Wang Shu smiled lightly.
"Done."
He held up his index finger, condensed all the deduced formation text solutions into a rune, and then pointed it at Han Feng's forehead.
Han Feng released his soul out of his body and caught it steadily.
The next instant, complex and complicated content exploded in his mind.
Light flashed slightly in Han Feng's eyes, and then he also revealed a smile.
"So that's how it is."
Seeing Han Feng digest the analysis so quickly, Wang Shu narrowed his eyes.
"Not bad, a good seedling."
Han Feng bowed to Wang Shu.
"Thank you, Senior, for bestowing the method."
"Mm."
Wang Shu nodded and accepted the bow.
"Little friend Han, the solution has been given, so I won't keep you. For the goal in your heart, your path ahead is destined to be rugged and winding. I hope you will eventually get what you want."
"Senior, please watch. This junior will definitely reach the goal in my heart!"
Han Feng responded firmly.
Wang Shu's narrowed eyes slowly opened, revealing those deep pupils.
His gaze met Han Feng's, as if they saw through each other's hearts.
"Good, good, good! Go."
Wang Shu said "good" three times in a row. There was no sarcasm in his words, but sincere wishes and praise.
Not emerging into the world was a rule he had set for himself, but he also hoped to see peace in the world.
If a prosperous age really came.
The Hidden Sect might not need to hide anymore.
It was just that in today's world, the situation was chaotic, and disaster stars were shining high. If the Hidden Sect emerged, it would inevitably be stained with karma.
Therefore, Wang Shu only helped Han Feng indirectly and could not go any further.
Han Feng was led out of the Hidden Sect by the children.
Out from the entrance where he came in.
"Fellow Daoist, we will meet again if fate allows."
The children bid farewell to Han Feng.
After saying goodbye, Han Feng looked around and found that he was no longer in the deep mountain stream of the green mountain.