After a moment, the man found the Great Elder who was in seclusion.
"What's the matter, why so panicked?"
The Great Elder opened his eyes and looked at the person who came.
Yao Xiaotian's face was gloomy.
"The seal is broken."
"What seal?"
The Great Elder did not react for a moment.
"Yao Ming, it's the seal trapping Yao Ming!"
Yao Xiaotian gritted his teeth.
"You were the one who reinforced it before. Why is the seal broken now?"
The Great Elder's face was also extremely ugly at this time.
"You suspect this old man?"
"Hmph, if this old man hadn't helped you back then, how could you sit on this Emperor's throne?"
Yao Xiaotian's brows wrinkled imperceptibly.
"It's meaningless to say these things now. Hurry to the Nine Serene Yellow Spring and seal him again. We absolutely cannot let him escape!"
The Great Elder nodded.
The two set off together, rushing to the Nine Serene Yellow Spring.
At the bottom of the Yellow Spring.
Han Feng looked at Yao Ming, who had successfully broken the seal, and flicked a medicinal pill towards him.
Yao Ming opened his mouth and sucked; the pill flew directly into his mouth.
He wasn't worried that Han Feng would harm him. A mark had been planted in his soul; his life and death were completely within Han Feng's thought.
A Dou Saint powerhouse could switch bodies and be reborn, but if erased directly from the soul, there would be no chance of resurrection.
Actually, if Han Feng hadn't broken the seal in the Yellow Spring Yin Stone before, another way out Yao Ming thought of was to let Han Feng take his soul out and find a new body for resurrection.
The yin energy in the Nine Serene Yellow Spring was too powerful. Without someone's protection, the soul body would be devoured completely by the Extreme Yin Black Snakes before flying far.
When Yao Xiaotian sealed him back then, he had already thought of this.
Unfortunately, despite all his calculations, he still missed the possibility that a Dou Saint powerhouse would sneak into the bottom of the Yellow Spring and become the opportunity for Yao Ming's escape.
The medicinal power of the pill dissolved in Yao Ming's body, helping him rapidly recover his strength.
The powerful aura of a two-star Dou Saint spread out unreservedly, shaking the bottom of the Yellow Spring faintly.
As the patriarch of the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python, Yao Ming's talent and strength were unquestionable.
Hundreds of years ago, he was only a Half-Saint. Because he was poisoned by Yao Xiaotian, he was no match for the other party and the Great Elder, and was sealed here.
After hundreds of years, even in such a harsh environment, he still relied on the Yellow Spring Yin Qi to raise his cultivation to a two-star Dou Saint.
In comparison, the current patriarch Yao Xiaotian, lacking no cultivation resources and living in a comfortable environment, only broke through to a one-star Dou Saint after hundreds of years; the speed was indeed somewhat slow.
Of course, sometimes a harsh environment could actually prompt a person to grow rapidly.
In these hundreds of years, Yao Ming not only honed his cultivation, but his soul and spirit also underwent transformation.
"Alright, let's go up. The seal is broken, the other party should have sensed it."
Han Feng said.
Now that the Nine Serene Wind Flame was settled properly, his mission for this trip could be considered complete.
Before, he was worried about whether someone would come to the bottom of the Yellow Spring. Now that he had accepted Yao Ming, a Dou Saint subordinate, there was no need to worry anymore.
Yao Ming nodded, following Han Feng to break through the void all the way, quickly returning to the bank of the Yellow Spring.
Seeing Han Feng coming out of the Yellow Spring followed by a man with long hair draped over his shoulders, Gu Xun'er and the others were somewhat curious.
Could there be people living under the Yellow Spring? Han Feng glanced at Yao Ming, whose upper body was exposed, and said, "Put on some clothes."
"Oh."
Yao Ming's Dou Qi transformed, and a black robe with scale patterns was put on his body.
"Those who should come are coming soon. seize the time to recover."
After speaking, Han Feng walked to Lin Xian'er and the others, saying to them: "There will be a big battle here later. You cannot participate. Enter the Mountain and River Map first."
"Big battle? Senior Brother, have we been discovered by the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python?"
Mu Qingluan exclaimed.
"En."
Han Feng took out the Mountain and River Map and explained: "Something happened just now. Now the plan has changed."
Hearing this, Gu Xun'er's expression became solemn.
For Mr. Han, a Dou Saint, to treat it so cautiously, this battle was probably not easy.
The girls didn't dilly-dally outside and entered the Mountain and River Map one by one.
Inside the Mountain and River Map was a small world of its own where living creatures could survive. One could even farm and live leisurely inside.
Han Feng put away the Mountain and River Map, then waited quietly.
Not long after, two black shadows broke through the air, very fast, landing directly on the shore and smashing out two big pits.
"Brother."
Yao Xiaotian's eyes were gloomy, looking directly at the man in black sitting cross-legged on the ground.
"Long time no see..."
Yao Ming opened his crimson eyes, which revealed endless hatred and madness.
"Little beast."
A vein on Yao Xiaotian's forehead twitched.
"Brother is still so sharp-tongued."
"Pity, you are destined not to escape!"
The Great Elder's gaze had been focused on Han Feng, but after looking a few times, he still couldn't see through the other party's reality.
Obviously, this was a Dou Saint powerhouse, and his cultivation might be above his own.
"Stop talking nonsense, do it quickly."
The Great Elder frowned and said in a deep voice.
After the commotion erupted here, it would definitely attract the attention of other clansmen.
It would be troublesome if they found out that Yao Ming was not dead yet.
Rich yin energy condensed towards the two. Yao Xiaotian stabbed out with a finger, targeting Yao Ming directly.
"Yellow Spring Finger!"
The gloomy and cold finger force burst out, stirring up terrifying chills on the bank of this Yellow Spring.
"Using a Heaven Class Dou Technique right from the start, you are really scared enough."
A circle of yin energy spread out from Yao Ming's body, powerful energy condensing at his fingertips.
"Yellow Spring Finger!"
Two attacks collided together. Cold ice instantly swept across the sky, even freezing the clouds.
Boom!
The commotion instantly attracted the attention of the surrounding magical beasts.
Seeing something wrong with the Holy Land, the branches of the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python tribe immediately gathered troops and rushed towards the Yellow Spring.
"How is it possible?"
Yao Xiaotian looked at Yao Ming in shock.
"You have been trapped at the bottom of the Yellow Spring for so long, why has your cultivation improved instead?"
Dou Saint... How much effort did he spend to advance to this realm? A prisoner actually completed a breakthrough even in that harsh environment!
"Trash like you naturally wouldn't understand that hardships make people grow."
Yao Ming slowly straightened up.
Although the power in his body hadn't fully recovered yet, fighting a one-star Dou Saint was no longer a big problem.
"Stop lecturing people!"
Yao Xiaotian exploded with full power.
"Hindrance, wouldn't it be better to stay down there honestly?"
A Yellow Spring Great Seal descended from the sky, pressing towards Yao Ming.
The endless hatred in Yao Ming's eyes slowly converged at this moment. He parried the opponent's attack with all his strength.
Although somewhat unwilling to admit it, the fact was just so. His newly recovered body still needed time to slowly adapt in battle.
And Yao Xiaotian, this traitor, had become a Dou Saint after all; he wasn't that easy to deal with.
On the other side of the battlefield, the Great Elder stared vigilantly at Han Feng, seeming to want to find his loopholes.
"Speaking of which, does the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python tribe only have you two Dou Saints?"
Han Feng suddenly asked.
The Great Elder narrowed his eyes.
"Who exactly is Your Excellency, to help a person who has been dead for many years?"
"Oh? What do you mean by that?"
"The current Nine Serene Deep Ground Python tribe has long ceased to recognize him. When many powerhouses of my clan arrive, even if Your Excellency is a Dou Saint, it will be hard to escape the Nine Serene pursuit!"
"Hahahaha!"
Han Feng laughed loudly at the sky.
"What are you laughing at?"
The Great Elder frowned.
"I'm not deceiving you. Hundreds of years can obliterate everything. The current Nine Serene Deep Ground Python tribe only listens to the orders of the current patriarch."
"If you stop now, I can guarantee not to pursue your act of sneaking into the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python tribe."
"Alright, stop jabbering. Fight if you want to fight; if not, just stay put honestly."
Han Feng glanced at the Great Elder.
"Wait until he finishes dealing with Yao Xiaotian, he won't neglect you."
The Great Elder fell silent.
Poison fog began to drift from his palm, and a phantom like a wailing ghost emerged from behind him.
"Refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit. Let you taste the power of my Nine Serene Deep Ground Python tribe!"
Shua!
The Great Elder disappeared from his original spot in an instant, then struck a palm towards Han Feng from a tricky angle.
Intense toxicity entrenched in the palm. As long as it hit Han Feng, it could quickly take root in the body and continuously devour his Dou Qi.
Han Feng turned around and exchanged a palm with him. Surging Dou Qi burst from his palm, knocking him flying.
Thump thump thump!
After landing, the Great Elder retreated several steps before stabilizing his figure. In this move, he was at a disadvantage.
However, a successful smile appeared on the Great Elder's face.
"Hit..."
The first attack was always the most suitable time for a sneak attack.
If waiting for the opponent to recover, it wouldn't be so easy to use poison.
"You have been hit by my Nine Serene Deep Ground Python tribe's Great Withered Leaf Nether Poison. If you use Dou Qi again, the poison will flow through your whole body. At that time, even if you are a Dou Saint, don't think about escaping this Nether Snake Mountain Range!"
The Great Elder sneered: "It's not too late to retreat now."
He quietly hid his trembling right hand behind his back.
Although the poisonous scheme succeeded just now, the domineering nature of Han Feng's Dou Qi greatly exceeded his expectations.
With just one palm, it actually almost crippled his entire arm.
This person's strength was absolutely above his own.
If forced into a desperate situation, he definitely couldn't withstand the power exploded by the other party before death.
Han Feng smiled gently, raised his palm, and looked at the black poison gas in his palm.
"Good stuff. Called Great Withered Leaf Nether Poison, is it?"
His vigorous Dou Qi wrapped the poison. A stream of dark green Heavenly Flame power flowed slowly, easily forcing the poison out.
Several drops of black liquid suspended in mid-air, revealing a grim and deadly aura.
"Before getting the Emperor Python Heart Devouring Poison, getting some other strange poisons is also a good choice."
"You, you!"
The Great Elder looked at the flame in Han Feng's hand with fear in his eyes.
"Nether Poison Flame!"
As everyone knew, different Heavenly Flames had different abilities. Some Heavenly Flames had no direct significant effect on combat power enhancement, such as the fifth-ranked Life Spirit Flame, which had almost no means of attack, but in terms of healing, it was the strongest Heavenly Flame.
Similarly, when it came to controlling poison, the Nether Poison Flame was absolutely the most outstanding one among many Heavenly Flames.
"My turn."
Han Feng lowered his hand, but a crisis of death rose in the Great Elder's heart.
"Heaven Origin Palm!"
Universe Suppression!
Boom!
A white palm print pressed on the Great Elder. The terrifying power made the Great Elder subconsciously transform into his true form, trying to rely on the advantage of body size to support the palm print.
However, in the next instant, the palm print turned into a Universe Millstone, rotating slowly.
The sound of the millstone was like a countdown to death. The Great Elder felt the burden on his body getting heavier and heavier.
He had never thought before that as a dignified one-star Dou Saint, he would actually be forced into such a situation by one move from the opponent.
"Nether Poison Flame, Myriad Poisons Return to Origin!"
Han Feng's figure suddenly appeared behind the Great Elder. A green poisonous light flashed at his fingertips, quickly tapping on the Great Elder's back.
"What?"
The Great Elder didn't expect such a powerhouse to attack him from behind.
Of course, even if he noticed, he couldn't dodge this move under the suppression of the Universe Millstone.
"Ah!!!"
The power of the Nether Poison Flame began to penetrate the scales on the Great Elder's back.
The poison arts he had cultivated for many years and the various strange poisons hidden in his body were extracted one by one at this moment.
"Quite a lot of poison in the body. I'll help you collect it all."
The Nether Poison Flame in Han Feng's hand turned into a devouring giant mouth, swallowing all these strange poisons.
The Great Elder's eyes were full of horror. He cultivated poison arts. If his poison power was abolished, he would have to cultivate for at least another hundred years to return to his current realm.
"No!!!"
Surging green flames filled the Great Elder's vision.
Feeling the rapid decline of poison power in his body, he finally made up his mind.
Powerful Dou Qi surged in his body, forming a violent repulsive reaction.
"Want to self-destruct?"
Han Feng smiled gently.
"That won't do."
The power of Heavenly Flames condensed into a spike, fiercely piercing through the scales, touching that stream of Dou Qi triggering the self-destruction.
Han Feng's soul power activated, and a vast power merged.
How to control energy stability and prevent it from exploding was the method alchemists were most familiar with.
Whoosh!
The self-destruct aura in the body was calmed.
Suffering backlash, the Great Elder's entire snake body seemed to be struck by lightning. A thick unwillingness appeared in his eyes.
Even self-destruction... can't be decided by myself? Han Feng killed him with a clean palm strike, taking out the soul and magic core, while preserving a complete Dou Saint body.
"I didn't expect that my combat power after becoming a Saint in this life would be so terrifying."
This was Han Feng's first battle with an opponent of the same level after becoming a Saint.
In the previous duel with the Azure Dragon, Han Feng was crushed so thoroughly that he almost forgot he was a Dou Saint.
Now fighting with the Great Elder of the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python tribe again, Han Feng realized that he was already this strong.
If it were in his previous life, defeating a one-star Dou Saint, even with the advantage of realm, wouldn't be such an easy thing.
Han Feng turned to look at the battlefield on the other side.
"It's almost over."
In the duel between the two brothers, Yao Xiaotian clearly had the upper hand at the beginning, but as the battle unfolded, Yao Ming was pulling back the situation bit by bit.
Yao Xiaotian obviously also discovered this trend, and a trace of panic inexplicably emerged in his heart.
There was quite a big commotion from the Great Elder's side just now, but why did it subside so quickly?
Yao Xiaotian didn't dare to look, nor was he qualified to look.
Yao Ming's attacks had begun to become aggressive, even showing signs of suppressing him.
All this was thanks to the pill Han Feng gave him.
If the effect of that pill wasn't surprisingly good, Yao Ming would still be recovering Dou Qi now, unable to make a move.
Just the value of this pill was already worth endless treasures.