Han Feng sighed lightly, not feeling surprised.
The Hidden Sect had no fixed abode. Space connected various places, and that spatial gate did not mean that it only opened in this one place.
If he wanted to find Senior Wang next time, he would probably have to reach the Half-Saint realm himself.
Otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to find the Hidden Spirit Great Formation.
However, this trip could be considered a complete success. With the solution to the formation given by Wang Shu, Han Feng could quietly modify every Soul-Devouring Life-Exterminating Formation without arousing the vigilance of the Hun Clan.
Looking around, Han Feng did not stay in this place for long. His figure flashed, and he escaped into the void.
Falling Star Pavilion.
Yao Chen's former residence.
Han Feng returned here again.
Now he didn't have to be sneaky.
For the first time, Han Feng had the feeling of returning to his old home.
He strode out the door and headed for Feng Xian's residence.
Along the way, several Falling Star Pavilion disciples saw him and looked surprised.
The Falling Star Pavilion had always only accepted elites; ordinary disciples would not be accepted. Therefore, the number of people in the entire Falling Star Pavilion was much smaller than the other three of the Four Pavilions.
Most of the disciples in the pavilion knew each other. Even if they hadn't spoken, they had seen each other's faces.
Therefore, seeing a stranger like Han Feng, they were somewhat surprised, wondering who he was.
Feng Xian sensed Han Feng's aura and took the initiative to walk out.
"Uncle-Master."
"Did you succeed?"
"Nephew has obtained the method to break the formation."
Feng Xian nodded.
"These days, I sent people to collect some intelligence on the Hall of Souls. Take a look. Where might Old Man Mu Gu be?"
The two walked into the room, and Feng Xian listed the intelligence he knew.
Han Feng browsed through it and found that it was all relatively ordinary intelligence.
"Uncle-Master, although Old Man Mu Gu is only at the three-star Dou Venerate realm, his alchemy skills are extraordinary, so he is valued by the Hall Master of the Hall of Souls."
Han Feng expressed his thoughts, "His intelligence clearance is very high. Why don't I lure him into a trap, and then we can join forces to kill him?"
"What do you plan to do?"
Han Feng took out a jade bottle from his storage ring. Inside was the "black thread" he had forced out of his body when he first transmigrated.
"This is a backup plan Old Man Mu Gu planted on me. Back then, after I forced it out of my body, I didn't destroy it just to prevent him from noticing. But now, there's no need to guard against him anymore."
When he first transmigrated, Han Feng was just a Dou Emperor. Facing a Dou Venerate, he had almost no chance of winning.
Now it was different. He had broken through to Dou Ancestor, and he could kill Old Man Mu Gu alone.
"When do you plan to act?"
Feng Xian asked.
Han Feng thought for a moment. "In these few days. But not in the Falling Star Pavilion, otherwise Old Man Mu Gu wouldn't dare to come."
Feng Xian nodded. "I'll arrange the location. You be prepared these few days. A three-star Dou Venerate and the one-star Dou Venerate you killed are two different things."
Han Feng did not retort, saying that he was already a nine-star Dou Ancestor. He just bowed and withdrew.
He strolled through the Falling Star Pavilion, recalling some past memories.
At this moment, Mu Qingluan suddenly flew over from a distance.
"Senior Brother Han!"
Han Feng stopped and watched his junior sister make a gorgeous turn and jump down from the air.
Peak Dou King.
About to break through to the Dou Emperor realm.
Based on the fluctuation of Dou Qi on Mu Qingluan's body, Han Feng could see her current level at a glance.
"When did you come back?"
"Just now."
"Ah? Then why didn't I see you?"
Mu Qingluan looked puzzled. She had been staying at the front mountain. If someone came in from the outside, she should have been the first to know.
"The Falling Star Pavilion has more than one entrance. That one is just open to you guys."
Han Feng said with a smile.
The Falling Star Pavilion was located in a different space. It was not man-made, but fell from beyond the heavens.
Outside, there was a huge formation called the Starfall Formation, ranked eighth-grade, which could defend against the attacks of multiple Dou Venerate experts.
Only experts above the five-star Dou Venerate level could break it.
Feng Xian was right about one thing: he did have some attainments in formations. The layout here was customized under his leadership back then.
As an alchemist, Yao Chen didn't understand these things very well, so he entrusted everything to Feng Xian to manage.
On the surface, Yao Chen was the master of the Falling Star Pavilion, but the person who really managed it was Feng Xian.
Who told Yao Chen to be a restless master in the past, often traveling abroad? The disciples of the Falling Star Pavilion might not even see their master once in a whole year.
"Senior Brother Han, you haven't been back for many years. I'll take you to the Star Tower to have a look. It has changed a lot there."
Mu Qingluan proposed.
Han Feng's heart stirred. He had almost forgotten the Star Tower—that pitch-black tower standing on the highest peak of the Falling Star Pavilion.
The tower housed the meteorite that had fallen from beyond the heavens back then. It could absorb the power of the stars all year round and improve the concentration of heaven and earth energy in the surroundings.
Speaking of which, this body of his also possessed the ability to absorb the power of the stars.
Having not deliberately cultivated for so many years, he could go to the Star Tower for a stroll.
Maybe he could gain something else.
Han Feng nodded. "Sure."
Mu Qingluan immediately took this Senior Brother Han to the Star Tower.
Along the way, the disciples saw their senior sister holding hands with a man, behaving intimately, and for a moment, they were all stunned on the spot.
Does Senior Sister have a Daoist companion?
They had never seen Mu Qingluan fly with anyone before.
Seeing that the pretty boy next to her couldn't even manifest Dou Qi wings, everyone naturally assumed he was a cultivator below the Dou King realm.
They didn't even consider the possibility that he might be an expert who had broken through to the Dou Ancestor realm.
Mu Qingluan pulled Han Feng and flew to the Star Tower.
Han Feng had long felt the rich power of the stars in this place.
For him, it was simply a great tonic.
"Teacher set up a Star Dissolving Formation here to convert the power of the stars into heaven and earth energy that everyone can absorb. On special days, this place will be opened for disciples to come in and cultivate."
This was quite similar to the Sky Burning Qi Refining Tower of Jia Nan Academy.
It was just that the treasure of Jia Nan Academy was the "Fallen Heart Flame," while the treasure of the Falling Star Pavilion was that mysterious "Meteorite from Beyond the Heavens."
"Let's go in."
Although this place was forbidden to ordinary disciples, Mu Qingluan was Feng Xian's only direct disciple, so she naturally didn't have to follow those rules.
Of course, as the senior sister, Mu Qingluan was usually very disciplined.
Han Feng stepped inside the Star Tower and felt that the power of the stars was several levels richer.
He didn't need the Star Dissolving Formation to directly absorb the power of the stars. His efficiency was much higher than that of ordinary disciples, and the energy loss in the middle was also saved.
Mu Qingluan watched in surprise as specks of starlight merged into Han Feng's body and said, "Senior Brother Han, you're amazing! You can actually absorb the power of the stars directly!"
She suddenly thought that Han Feng had joined the Falling Star Pavilion earlier than her and even addressed Feng Xian as uncle. She secretly guessed, was this place built specifically for Han Feng back then?
Very likely!
If Han Feng knew about this girl Mu Qingluan's wild imagination, he would definitely knock on her little head.
"Senior Brother Han, then you cultivate here. I won't disturb you first."
Seeing Han Feng enter a cultivation state, Mu Qingluan quietly left.
The power of the stars nourished Han Feng's body. Even though his physique was already extremely strong now, the power of the stars could still play a role.
This showed how high the level of the star power here was, definitely not comparable to the ordinary star power absorbed on weekdays.
Two days later, Han Feng withdrew from his cultivation state.
This time, he had absorbed enough to his heart's content.
He felt his body full of vitality and boundless energy.
Home is best.
Han Feng stretched comfortably and walked out of the Star Tower.
Seeing Han Feng finish his seclusion, Mu Qingluan immediately came up to him.
"Junior sister? Have you been here all this time?"
Han Feng was a little surprised to see Mu Qingluan.
"No, Teacher asked me to notify you that he has already found a place."
"Oh, okay."
Han Feng nodded.
"Senior Brother, what secret do you and Teacher have?"
Mu Qingluan asked curiously.
"You said it's a secret, so of course I can't tell you."
Han Feng said with a smile.
Mu Qingluan pouted angrily.
"If you won't tell, then don't!"
Han Feng stroked Mu Qingluan's hair and took out a jade bottle from his robe.
"Here, a small gift for you."
Mu Qingluan's expression changed in a second, and she happily took the thing in Han Feng's hand.
"This is... a pill!"
Mu Qingluan poured out a bright yellow, plump pill. Pill qi swirled around it; one look and she knew it was not an ordinary item.
"It nourishes your bloodline. After refining it, your potential will be stronger."
"Senior Brother, did you refine this?"
Mu Qingluan asked blankly.
Han Feng nodded.
"Ah! Senior Brother Han, you're actually an alchemist too!"
Mu Qingluan said excitedly.
"What's wrong?"
Han Feng was a little confused by Mu Qingluan's excitement.
Could it be that Uncle-Master usually scrimped on her pills?
As the senior sister of the Falling Star Pavilion, she shouldn't lack pills.
"Nothing, I just think Senior Brother Han is amazing."
Mu Qingluan looked at Han Feng with the eyes of a fangirl.
"Thank you for the gift, Senior Brother Han. Qingluan will recognize you as Big Senior Brother from now on!"
Mu Qingluan patted her small chest and said.
There wasn't much meat on her chest, and the patting actually made a crisp sound.
Han Feng sweated, suddenly remembering "that thing" his junior sister had begged him to help her with in his previous life.
Please don't do that in this life.
It was really embarrassing.
Han Feng knew this girl's character very well. She was dignified and well-behaved with strangers, like a lady, but with those close to her, she revealed her true nature.
Hastily bidding farewell to his junior sister, who was gradually becoming more lively, Han Feng arrived at Feng Xian's residence.
Seeing Han Feng arrive, Feng Xian did not delay and took him directly to the chosen site.
The two left through the main gate of the Falling Star Pavilion, traveling all the way out of the Sky Star Mountain Range, and arrived at a relatively hidden small town.
This was a junction of mixed forces in the Southern Region, equivalent to a small "Black-Corner Region."
Many people who hid their identities and wandered the world would come here to make a living, accepting bounty missions with generous rewards.
Feng Xian led Han Feng into the small town. Both were draped in black cloaks, hiding their appearances.
They found a random inn to stay in. Feng Xian hid in a secret room and nodded to Han Feng.
Han Feng understood, took out the black thread, and burned it with the Sea Heart Flame.
The moment the water-like flame touched it, the black thread twisted.
Until it was completely destroyed, a soul fluctuation spread slightly, as if sending out a signal.
At this moment, far away in the Central Region of the Central Plains, Old Man Mu Gu suddenly opened his pitch-black eyes.
"Jie jie jie, Han Feng, oh Han Feng, have you finally lost your patience?"
Although he didn't pay much attention to this test subject of the Flame Mantra, Mu Gu had always "kept him in mind."
Anyway, his cultivation had always been mediocre, and he could suppress him at any time.
He just hadn't expected that Han Feng could actively undo his backup plan.
In that case, he couldn't let him run wild outside alone.
For ants who developed rebellious thoughts, there had always been only two choices: erasure or discipline.
Old Man Mu Gu slowly stood up. Accompanied by a burst of chilling black mist, the atmosphere in the sky became extremely oppressive.
Fortunately, this gloomy aura did not stay for long. Old Man Mu Gu stepped into the void and sped towards the Southern Region.
In the small town, Han Feng waited for two days, but still did not see Old Man Mu Gu arrive. He wondered if he had guessed wrong.
However, the two continued to wait patiently.
After all, this plan to lure the enemy deep could only be used once. If it didn't work, they would have to spend a lot of effort searching for intelligence later.
Fortunately, hard work pays off.
On the morning of the seventh day, dark clouds suddenly gathered around the small town, and a powerful soul consciousness was scanning everything around.
As an eighth-grade alchemist, Old Man Mu Gu's soul realm had naturally reached the Spirit Realm, and he was at the mid-stage of the Spirit Realm.
He only needed to sweep lightly to identify a large range.
The people in the small town had already sensed that something was wrong and walked towards their hiding spots one after another, afraid of being affected by the disaster.
They only hoped that this expert passing through this place was just going through the motions.
Unfortunately, a figure in black "panicking" and fleeing towards the north gate of the town broke everyone's fantasy.
In the sky, Old Man Mu Gu slowly walked out of the black clouds, his gaze locked onto the figure he hadn't seen for a long time.
"Jie jie jie, my good disciple, why are you running away when you see your master?"
Old Man Mu Gu's sinister laughter exploded in the air, and the entire town fell into a dead silence.
Han Feng turned a deaf ear to Old Man Mu Gu's mockery, mixed into the crowd, and ran towards the north gate.
Old Man Mu Gu seemed to be interested and wanted to play a game of cat and mouse with Han Feng. He went deeper into the town step by step, slowly following behind Han Feng.
However, just as he stepped into an area, a feeling of wrongness welled up in his heart.
Old Man Mu Gu hurriedly pulled back, but it was too late.
Rainbow sword qi tore through the sky, killing towards him from all directions.
"Frightening Rainbow Sword Formation!"
Venerate Feng cut off the black mist in the sky with one sword, his killing intent awe-inspiring.
"Feng Xian!"
Old Man Mu Gu screamed in surprise, his voice hoarse and sharp.
"How dare he, how dare he!"
Old Man Mu Gu clenched his fists.
"Han Feng, this master-killing disciple, actually dares to join forces with you to ambush me?"
Feng Xian looked at Old Man Mu Gu expressionlessly, as if looking at a dead person.
The aura of a peak four-star Dou Venerate was a full star stronger than Old Man Mu Gu.
Coupled with the Frightening Rainbow Sword Formation set up in advance, even if Old Man Mu Gu didn't die, he would inevitably suffer greatly.
Looking at Feng Xian, who had no desire to negotiate and kept using killing moves, Old Man Mu Gu actually felt a little fear in his heart.
Things had far exceeded his expectations.
He was probably going to bleed heavily today!
A trace of ruthlessness flashed across Old Man Mu Gu's face.
Since he couldn't escape, then fight!
He pulled out a huge purple scythe from behind him, and summoned purple-grey Dou Qi with both hands.
"Dark Soul Evil Scythe!"