"Being able to come here is fate. Being able to withstand the Yellow Spring Heaven's Anger is capability. Yellow Spring's ultimate skills are not passed to mediocre people. You are not mediocre."
The Yellow Spring Demon Saint's gaze was like a torch. The golden liquid in his hand slowly floated up and flew towards Han Feng.
Vast energy fluctuations were hidden in the essence blood. Han Feng took it carefully.
Just holding it in his hand, he could feel the incomparable energy within, causing the Dou Qi in his body to start boiling.
Han Feng's heart was burning. As long as he refined this essence blood, he could quickly advance to the three-star Dou Saint realm, or even four-star!
"Thank you, Senior Yellow Spring!"
Han Feng raised his head to solemnly thank him, only to find that the originally solid body of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint had become semi-transparent.
"My path ends here. I hope this seat's ultimate skills can regain their light and prestige in your hands."
The reason he could exist for so long was relying on this Yellow Spring essence blood.
Now that the Yellow Spring essence blood had left his body, this remnant soul was about to dissipate.
"Farewell, Senior."
Han Feng cupped his hands and bowed.
The Yellow Spring Demon Saint nodded, then looked into the distance, seemingly confused, yet seemingly relieved.
Finally, he smiled gently. The remnant soul, along with his throne, completely dissipated between heaven and earth.
Looking at the space that had fallen into dead silence around him, Han Feng knew that the Yellow Spring Demon Saint's remnant soul had left.
He sighed softly, feeling emotional in his heart that such a brilliant and talented cultivator also fell on the path to becoming an Emperor.
On the contrary, a newcomer like him, relying on the power of the Emperor Pill, was lucky enough to step into the Dou God realm and admire the scenery there.
If the Yellow Spring Demon Saint had obtained the Emperor Pill, with his strength, he would certainly have easily broken through that threshold and become a powerful Dou God, right?
Unfortunately, time and fate. The struggle for Dou God appeared in this current era.
Unable to escape, unable to shirk.
Only to face it.
Han Feng's figure flickered and disappeared from the stone tablet space.
Outside the altar, Yao Ming had been waiting.
Usually, entering the stone tablet space wouldn't take too long.
Either succeed in obtaining the inheritance or get beaten out.
It was the first time someone like Han Feng lasted so long.
Maybe, it can really succeed! Yao Ming was slightly excited in his heart.
If Han Feng successfully passed the trial, there was no need to force obtaining the essence blood, but he could comprehend a High Heaven Class Dou Technique like "Yellow Spring Heaven's Anger" engraved on the Yellow Spring Stone Tablet.
High Heaven Class and Mid Heaven Class; a difference of one level was like a chasm.
If Yao Xiaotian had mastered "Yellow Spring Heaven's Anger" in these hundreds of years, even if he was a two-star Dou Saint, he probably would have found it difficult to parry such a powerful Dou Technique.
Han Feng's soul flew out of the stone tablet and returned to his body.
He slowly opened his eyes, holding that mass of Yellow Spring essence blood containing powerful energy in his hand.
"Succeeded!"
Yao Ming stood up instantly.
Han Feng looked at the Yellow Spring Stone Tablet and saw the cultivation information of "Yellow Spring Heaven's Anger" appearing on it.
However, one needed to personally contact it with the soul to obtain it.
"Come and try, but be careful. Your soul power might not be enough to cultivate it."
Han Feng said.
Yao Ming excitedly came to the Yellow Spring Stone Tablet and reached out to touch it.
Soul power spread, beginning to browse "Yellow Spring Heaven's Anger". However, in the next instant, a vast force exploded in Yao Ming's soul.
"Pu!"
Yao Ming's whole person flew backward, spitting blood from his mouth.
Han Feng looked at the Yellow Spring Stone Tablet with a solemn expression.
The remnant soul dissipated, yet the stone tablet could still have such counter-restrictive power. Not simple.
"Your soul power is not enough to cultivate 'Yellow Spring Heaven's Anger'. Hone it well for some time."
Yao Ming nodded with a pale face, somewhat unwilling in his heart.
He was now a two-star Dou Saint, yet his soul power was still insufficient to cultivate "Yellow Spring Heaven's Anger". How easy would it be to break through in the future?
It seemed he was destined to miss "Yellow Spring Heaven's Anger".
Han Feng flicked his hand gently, and a ray of light flew into Yao Ming's brow.
"This is a 'Soul Art'. Diligent cultivation daily can improve your soul power. With your cultivation base, given time, you will certainly meet the conditions to cultivate 'Yellow Spring Heaven's Anger'."
Magical beast soul power was indeed weak, but it depended on the situation. For a transformed magical beast like Yao Ming, he could completely improve his soul power by cultivating "Soul Art".
Not to mention he was now a Tier 9 magical beast with Dou Saint cultivation; improving soul power was nothing but child's play.
Accepting the information in his mind, a look of ecstasy appeared on Yao Ming's face.
"Soul Art"!
A method that could directly improve soul power through daily cultivation!
"Thank you, Benefactor, for bestowing the method!"
Yao Ming hurriedly bowed deeply in thanks.
Soul techniques like "Soul Art" were extremely rare existences even in the human cultivation world.
Perhaps incomplete ones could be found in the market, but to obtain a complete "Soul Art", generally only the Pill Tower and the Hall of Souls had them.
Magical beasts themselves did not pay attention to soul power, so there were no cultivation methods left in the clan. They could only improve bit by bit by breaking through realms.
If Yao Ming had to find it himself, facing the risk of offending the Pill Tower, he would most likely give up.
After all, the Pill Tower was the holy land for human alchemists. Offending them would have serious consequences.
As for the Hall of Souls... needless to say.
Backed by the mysterious force of the Hun Clan, even the Sky Demon Phoenix tribe dared not provoke them easily, let alone the current Nine Serene Deep Ground Python.
Yao Ming was not yet clear about the enemies he would face in the future after following Han Feng.
Otherwise, he would definitely have a headache.
Han Feng waved his hand.
"Cultivate well and strive to learn Yellow Spring Heaven's Anger soon."
"As for this essence blood, it is of great use to me, so I won't give it to you. Is that okay?"
Han Feng looked at Yao Ming. The latter's heart trembled, and he hurriedly said: "Of course, no problem. It was obtained by Benefactor, so just take it!"
Yao Ming pretended to be free and easy, but actually, his heart still felt some pain.
After all, the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python tribe could have forcibly broken the stone tablet, but to obtain the essence blood inside, they followed the rules and didn't force it.
Now although the restrictions were completely lifted, the extremely strict cultivation conditions of "Yellow Spring Heaven's Anger" destined that ninety-nine percent of the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python clansmen could not cultivate it.
Now that the essence blood was gone too, Yao Ming's heartache was justified.
However, times had changed. Yao Ming knew he wasn't qualified to bargain with Han Feng, so he agreed readily.
Because refusing wouldn't work either.
Han Feng didn't stand on ceremony with Yao Ming.
At the current stage, striving to improve his own cultivation was more important than anything.
Even if it meant sacrificing some of others' interests, it couldn't be helped.
Of this mass of essence blood, Han Feng only planned to leave a small portion for Yao Chen to use when breaking through to Dou Saint.
He would refine all the rest himself to improve his cultivation.
"Alright, matters here are settled. I'm leaving too. I won't come to find you for a short time. Develop your clan with peace of mind."
Han Feng turned around.
"By the way, regarding the Great Elder of the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python tribe, after I finish refining the puppet, I will send it back to the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python tribe to assist you in management."
"Yes."
Yao Ming responded.
He wasn't a fool and knew that the puppet wasn't entirely for assistance; perhaps it had the meaning of surveillance.
But he couldn't refuse.
Moreover, from another perspective, now that the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python tribe had only him as a Dou Saint, if another Dou Saint came, his pressure would be lighter.
Thinking so, Yao Ming comforted himself. He looked up and found that Han Feng had left at some point.
On the way leaving the territory of the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python, Han Feng walked while comprehending the three Dou Techniques passed to him by the Yellow Spring Demon Saint.
Different from the Yellow Spring Dou Techniques used by Yao Ming and Yao Xiaotian, the Dou Techniques passed to Han Feng by the Yellow Spring Demon Saint were obviously more profound.
It was equivalent to directly reaching the highest level, while Yao Ming and the others needed to learn bit by bit through the information on the Yellow Spring Stone Tablet.
This was the reward for withstanding the Yellow Spring Heaven's Anger. Like when Han Feng received the Azure Dragon's True Meaning empowerment, he could quickly get started with Heaven Class Dou Techniques.
"After going back this time, I have to go into seclusion for a while."
Feeling the Yellow Spring essence blood temporarily stored in his body, a smile rose on Han Feng's lips.
Originally, he just came to the Nine Serene Yellow Spring to place the Nine Serene Wind Flame, but he didn't expect to be directly involved in the patriarch contention battle. Not only did he harvest two Dou Saint skeletons, but he also subdued the current patriarch and controlled the entire Nine Serene Deep Ground Python tribe in passing.
Most importantly, he obtained the entire inheritance of the Yellow Spring Demon Saint.
Looking back at the experiences of these days now, it was really somewhat magical.
Han Feng slowly calmed down the excitement in his heart, identified the direction, and flew towards where Jin Xi was.
The Golden Lion tribe's revenge action was very fast. They were confident because with Jin Xi, revenge was an easy matter.
In the Silver Mastiff tribe territory, corpses were everywhere at this time, and blood filled the sky.
Jin Xi only took action to kill the current Silver Mastiff patriarch, a nine-star Dou Ancestor realm cultivator, and then let her clansmen kill the enemies personally to avenge the blood feud.
Regardless of gender, all were killed. The only survivors were a group of young Silver Mastiffs deliberately released. Jin Xi didn't exterminate them all but chose to let them fend for themselves.
"The weak are prey to the strong; it has been so since ancient times. I leave them not because of mercy, but to make you remember that only your own strength is the eternal guarantee."
Jin Xi said to her clansmen.
"The enemies we will face next are several times stronger than the Silver Mastiff tribe. If you think that killing the Silver Mastiff tribe ends the hatred and lose the motivation to move forward, then what destroys us will not be others, but our own slackness."
In the clearing, a group of Golden Lions covered in blood stood straight.
Under the moonlight, a breeze blew.
Looking at the dignified posture of the blonde girl, they said in unison: "We will fight to the end! Never retreat!"
The next day, in the Nether Blood Tiger territory.
Jin Xi led her clansmen to raid the palace at night. In three moves, she beheaded the current Nether Blood Tiger patriarch, that seven-star Dou Venerate realm overlord.
After so many years, the other party hadn't improved much. Facing Jin Xi, who had reached the nine-star Dou Venerate realm, he had no room to parry or fight back.
"Kill!"
Jin Xi withdrew her sharp edge. The clansmen deployed battle formations and began to hone their claws and teeth in fresh blood.
When Han Feng arrived, the Nether Blood Tiger tribe had been destroyed, and the entire mountain peak had been cut in half by a blade.
Jin Xi stood alone on the mountain top. Seeing Han Feng arrive, she actively stepped forward to welcome him.
"My Lord, the Golden Lion tribe's blood feud has been avenged. Your promise to me has been fulfilled."
"Where are your clansmen?"
Han Feng looked around and asked.
"I let them return to the tribal ground."
Jin Xi said.
"You're not going back?"
Jin Xi shook her head.
"My Lord fulfilled the promise to me, but I haven't fulfilled my promise to My Lord."
"Become the weapon spirit in My Lord's hand, guarding for a lifetime!"
Jin Xi said seriously.
Han Feng looked at her for a moment and saw determination in her eyes.
Han Feng smiled gently: "In that case, come back."
Jin Xi nodded, turned into a golden light, and flew into Han Feng's hand.
Half a day later.
On the flying spirit boat, Mu Qingluan pointed to the mountain range ahead and shouted: "It's there!"
Green Phoenix Tribal Ground!
Lin Xian'er and the others leaned on the bow, looking curiously ahead, where something seemed to want to take off.
"Is the Green Phoenix's home arrived?"
"There should be many Green Phoenixes here, right?"
Mu Qingluan was somewhat timid about being close to home at this time, hesitating about what to do when meeting clansmen later.
After all, she hadn't been back for a long time.
Whoosh!
Before she could think it through, a huge Green Phoenix flew up from below, arriving at the left side of the spirit boat in the blink of an eye.
"So fast!"
Qing Lin was startled in her heart.
The Green Phoenix tribe was naturally good at speed. Qing Lin had already experienced this from Mu Qingluan, but the speed of the Green Phoenix divine bird in front of her was so fast that she couldn't capture it even with the Triple Jade-Green Snake Flower Pupils.
"Aunt Liu!"
Mu Qingluan was originally startled by the other party's sudden appearance. After recovering, she found it was a clansman she knew.
"Little Mu, you're back?"
The Green Phoenix divine bird called Aunt Liu spoke human language.
Her gaze swept over Lin Xian'er and the others, finally looking at Gu Xun'er, with some solemnity in her eyes.
"Dou Ancestor."
Liu Qingqing was a Tier 8 magical beast, one of the few Dou Venerates in the Green Phoenix tribe.
With her cultivation, seeing a Dou Ancestor wouldn't be surprising, but the aura emanating from Gu Xun'er made her feel a trace of fear.
The girl in front of her was not simple.
Gu Xun'er smiled gently and greeted Liu Qingqing very politely.
Mu Qingluan introduced their identities one by one.
"Aunt Liu, these are all my friends!"
"Oh right, there is also a Senior Brother!"
Mu Qingluan almost forgot Han Feng.
She ran thumping into the cabin and knocked on Han Feng's door.
"Senior Brother, we arrived at the Green Phoenix tribe!"
Han Feng put away the Heavenly Flame, put the puppet still being forged into the space, and waved his hand casually to disperse the formation isolating aura.
"Coming."
Han Feng opened the door and saw Mu Qingluan with an excited face.
"Why so excited?"
"Aunt Liu came. She is the youngest Dou Venerate in our clan! Amazing!"
Mu Qingluan said.
"Oh? What is her relationship with you?"
Han Feng looked outside the boat.
"She watched me grow up. She is sisters with my mother. Our relationship is very good!"
Mu Qingluan pulled Han Feng towards the deck.
Liu Qingqing hovered patiently in the air. Seeing Mu Qingluan walk out with a man, her pupils shrank slightly.
"Can't see through the aura..."
Is he also a Dou Venerate powerhouse?Green Phoenix's Senior Brother... Liu Qingqing quickly made a judgment in her heart.
"Hello, I am Han Feng, Green Phoenix's Senior Brother."
"Liu Qingqing."
She responded.