Chapter 215: Annihilating Han Feng, Seizing the Sea Heart Flame!
Outside the sprawling mountain range within the Canaan Academy, there was a city named Maple City.
The city was not large, but in the Black Horn Domain, it held a pivotal position because it was the residence of the Alchemy Emperor Han Feng.
As the number one figure in the field of alchemy in the Black Horn Domain, Han Feng had long since become a sixth grade alchemist. In the hearts of many forces and even powerful individuals, he held a high status.
Of course, a sixth grade alchemist was a rare sight even across the entire continent. Even ordinary Dou Ancestors had to show great respect when meeting one. After all, everyone knew the kind of influence a sixth grade alchemist could have.
Maple City was named after Han Feng, and this honor was enjoyed by only a handful of people in the chaotic and murderous Black Horn Domain. Han Feng was one of them.
In the center of the city was a bamboo forest unlike the bustling market outside. This bamboo forest had a strict defense system, and ordinary people couldn't even approach it without being indiscriminately attacked. Every year, many people were killed by the bamboo forest guards for this reason. Therefore, while it was peaceful, it was also a forbidden area in the hearts of many people in Maple City.
In the depths of the bamboo forest, there was a bamboo pavilion. Its lush green color resembled jade, exuding a faint fragrance of bamboo.
Inside the bamboo pavilion, a man was seated cross-legged, wearing an alchemist's robe with an exquisitely crafted "Maple" symbol on the back. At this moment, the man was completely focused, refining a pill, with no distractions.
After a while, a massive blue heavenly flame pillar, about a yard thick, shot up into the sky above the bamboo forest and lingered there for a long time.
If anyone saw this heavenly flame pillar, they would surely exclaim in astonishment, for it was the celestial phenomenon that occurred when a sixth grade pill was formed.
The alchemist glanced at the huge heavenly flame pillar, his brow slightly furrowing. He extended his hand, and the heavenly flame pillar began to tremble rapidly. After a while, a blue ray of light descended from the heavenly flame pillar, finally floating above his palm.
The blue light gradually diminished, revealing a dragon-eye-sized azure pill. The pill's surface was extremely round, resembling the surface of the sea, and faint blue lines, like waves, adorned it, giving it a mysterious appearance.
As the blue light separated from the heavenly flame pillar, the massive heavenly flame pillar gradually dissipated as if it had lost its support, until it completely disappeared.
"It's finally done. It seems that I'll be able to break through to the seventh-grade alchemist realm in a few years," the alchemist said with a satisfied smile. He placed the sixth grade pill into an exquisite jade bottle.
Afterward, the alchemist turned and walked out of the bamboo forest.
As he turned, his face was revealed. He had a handsome appearance, long black hair flowing down to his shoulders, and a peculiar medicinal fragrance seemed to constantly emanate from his body, giving people an inexplicable sense of closeness.
At the center of his chest, there was an ancient medicinal cauldron emblem, and on the cauldron, six golden rays of light glittered and rippled like waves, creating a dazzling and mysterious pattern.
Six golden patterns were something that only a sixth grade alchemist could have in the alchemy world. This man, who appeared to be around thirty years old, was the only one in the Black Horn Domain with such qualifications.
He was none other than Han Feng, the Alchemy Emperor.
A moment later, Han Feng arrived at a pavilion in the bamboo forest and sat down. After a while, he suddenly closed his eyes, and his fingertips lightly tapped. A deep blue heavenly flame, as clear as a pristine lake, emerged mysteriously from within him, enveloping him.
This deep blue heavenly flame was extremely peculiar, resembling clear lake water in appearance but giving the distinct sensation of flames, not water.
As the deep blue heavenly flame surged upward, the man's soul power suddenly increased significantly.
"Heavenly Flame..."
"Where could there be another Heavenly Flame?"
"If I obtain another Heavenly Flame, my Flame Mantra will definitely advance further."
"By then, my strength will surely increase significantly."
Looking at the deep blue heavenly flame in his hand, the man's face, which had been cold all along, suddenly showed a trace of fanaticism. He clenched his hand tightly, about to speak, but then furrowed his brows, clutching his chest as he began to cough violently, and his breath became slightly erratic.
The coughing continued for a while before gradually subsiding. The man breathed out deeply and muttered through clenched teeth, "That damn old man, if he had let me practice the 'Flame Mantra' back then, everything would be fine. What nonsense about a corrupt character! My talent in alchemy is much better than yours!"
His tone became lower as he spoke, but judging from his tightly clenched fists, it was clear that he was filled with anger and resentment.
Just at that moment, as if sensing something, the expression on Han Feng's face changed, and he returned to his usual ease.
In the next moment, a ghostly figure suddenly flashed out and appeared in the pavilion. The figure knelt on one knee, its voice hoarse but respectful, "Master, you've finally come out?"
Hearing this, Han Feng frowned and asked, "Han Beng, what happened?"
Seemingly sensing Han Feng's urgency, Han Beng spoke hurriedly, "Master, you may not know, but something big has happened in the Black Horn Domain during this time."
Then, Han Beng began to tell Han Feng about everything that had happened in the Black Horn Domain during this period.
"What!"
"So many powerful leaders were killed?"
"Even Fan Lao was killed?"
After listening to Han Beng's words, Han Feng couldn't sit still. His face changed drastically, and he couldn't believe the earth-shaking changes that had occurred in the Black Horn Domain during his short seclusion.
"Have you found out who did it?" Han Feng asked eagerly.
After Han Beng left, Han Feng remembered the matter of the Heavenly Flame and contemplated it. "It is rumored that there is a Heavenly Flame hidden within the Jia Nan Academy. It seems that I should focus my attention on the Jia Nan Academy."
Han Feng stood up and looked in the direction of the Jia Nan Academy.
Just then, a piercing laughter suddenly echoed in the bamboo forest.
The abrupt sound made Han Feng's heart tighten, and his scalp tingle.
Who was it?
How could someone enter the bamboo forest without him noticing?
But listening to the jarring laughter, Han Feng had a strange feeling of familiarity, as if he had heard it somewhere before.
While Han Feng was still shocked, outside the pavilion, a dark mist suddenly appeared out of thin air, and within the mist stood a dark figure.
Seeing this familiar way of appearing, Han Feng's heart trembled, and he immediately realized the identity of the intruder. He bowed respectfully and said, "Han Feng pays his respects to the envoy of the Soul Hall. May I inquire about the envoy's instructions?"
"Eh..."
The respectful attitude of Han Feng left the dark figure, who had been sneering inside the mist, utterly baffled.
'What is this guy doing?'
In the midst of his confusion, the dark figure suddenly remembered the act of deceiving his teachers and destroying his ancestors that this guy had committed in the past, and he understood.
Playing tricks by deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors? Must die!
Looking at Han Feng in front of him, the dark figure's eyes brimmed with an intense killing intent.
The next moment, the dark figure slowly extended his hand within the mist and silently thought, "Soul Bind!"
Han Feng, who was still puzzled, suddenly felt his soul being violently pulled as if it was about to break free from his body.
"Enforcer, is there some misunderstanding?" Han Feng was shocked, but he also tried to explain.
Unfortunately, the dark figure completely disregarded his words and increased the power of the Soul Bind.
Subsequently, amid Han Feng's piercing screams, his powerful soul was forcibly pulled into a vortex in the dark figure's palm and transformed into a black bead.
Han Feng's soul was trapped within the black bead, roaring in fury.
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 215: Annihilating Han Feng, Seizing the Sea Heart Flame!
Outside the sprawling mountain range within the Canaan Academy, there was a city named Maple City.
The city was not large, but in the Black Horn Domain, it held a pivotal position because it was the residence of the Alchemy Emperor Han Feng.
As the number one figure in the field of alchemy in the Black Horn Domain, Han Feng had long since become a sixth grade alchemist. In the hearts of many forces and even powerful individuals, he held a high status.
Of course, a sixth grade alchemist was a rare sight even across the entire continent. Even ordinary Dou Ancestors had to show great respect when meeting one. After all, everyone knew the kind of influence a sixth grade alchemist could have.
Maple City was named after Han Feng, and this honor was enjoyed by only a handful of people in the chaotic and murderous Black Horn Domain. Han Feng was one of them.
In the center of the city was a bamboo forest unlike the bustling market outside. This bamboo forest had a strict defense system, and ordinary people couldn't even approach it without being indiscriminately attacked. Every year, many people were killed by the bamboo forest guards for this reason. Therefore, while it was peaceful, it was also a forbidden area in the hearts of many people in Maple City.
In the depths of the bamboo forest, there was a bamboo pavilion. Its lush green color resembled jade, exuding a faint fragrance of bamboo.
Inside the bamboo pavilion, a man was seated cross-legged, wearing an alchemist's robe with an exquisitely crafted "Maple" symbol on the back. At this moment, the man was completely focused, refining a pill, with no distractions.
After a while, a massive blue heavenly flame pillar, about a yard thick, shot up into the sky above the bamboo forest and lingered there for a long time.
If anyone saw this heavenly flame pillar, they would surely exclaim in astonishment, for it was the celestial phenomenon that occurred when a sixth grade pill was formed.
The alchemist glanced at the huge heavenly flame pillar, his brow slightly furrowing. He extended his hand, and the heavenly flame pillar began to tremble rapidly. After a while, a blue ray of light descended from the heavenly flame pillar, finally floating above his palm.
The blue light gradually diminished, revealing a dragon-eye-sized azure pill. The pill's surface was extremely round, resembling the surface of the sea, and faint blue lines, like waves, adorned it, giving it a mysterious appearance.
As the blue light separated from the heavenly flame pillar, the massive heavenly flame pillar gradually dissipated as if it had lost its support, until it completely disappeared.
"It's finally done. It seems that I'll be able to break through to the seventh-grade alchemist realm in a few years," the alchemist said with a satisfied smile. He placed the sixth grade pill into an exquisite jade bottle.
Afterward, the alchemist turned and walked out of the bamboo forest.
As he turned, his face was revealed. He had a handsome appearance, long black hair flowing down to his shoulders, and a peculiar medicinal fragrance seemed to constantly emanate from his body, giving people an inexplicable sense of closeness.
At the center of his chest, there was an ancient medicinal cauldron emblem, and on the cauldron, six golden rays of light glittered and rippled like waves, creating a dazzling and mysterious pattern.
Six golden patterns were something that only a sixth grade alchemist could have in the alchemy world. This man, who appeared to be around thirty years old, was the only one in the Black Horn Domain with such qualifications.
He was none other than Han Feng, the Alchemy Emperor.
A moment later, Han Feng arrived at a pavilion in the bamboo forest and sat down. After a while, he suddenly closed his eyes, and his fingertips lightly tapped. A deep blue heavenly flame, as clear as a pristine lake, emerged mysteriously from within him, enveloping him.
This deep blue heavenly flame was extremely peculiar, resembling clear lake water in appearance but giving the distinct sensation of flames, not water.
As the deep blue heavenly flame surged upward, the man's soul power suddenly increased significantly.
"Heavenly Flame..."
"Where could there be another Heavenly Flame?"
"If I obtain another Heavenly Flame, my Flame Mantra will definitely advance further."
"By then, my strength will surely increase significantly."
Looking at the deep blue heavenly flame in his hand, the man's face, which had been cold all along, suddenly showed a trace of fanaticism. He clenched his hand tightly, about to speak, but then furrowed his brows, clutching his chest as he began to cough violently, and his breath became slightly erratic.
The coughing continued for a while before gradually subsiding. The man breathed out deeply and muttered through clenched teeth, "That damn old man, if he had let me practice the 'Flame Mantra' back then, everything would be fine. What nonsense about a corrupt character! My talent in alchemy is much better than yours!"
His tone became lower as he spoke, but judging from his tightly clenched fists, it was clear that he was filled with anger and resentment.
Just at that moment, as if sensing something, the expression on Han Feng's face changed, and he returned to his usual ease.
In the next moment, a ghostly figure suddenly flashed out and appeared in the pavilion. The figure knelt on one knee, its voice hoarse but respectful, "Master, you've finally come out?"
Hearing this, Han Feng frowned and asked, "Han Beng, what happened?"
Seemingly sensing Han Feng's urgency, Han Beng spoke hurriedly, "Master, you may not know, but something big has happened in the Black Horn Domain during this time."
Then, Han Beng began to tell Han Feng about everything that had happened in the Black Horn Domain during this period.
"What!"
"So many powerful leaders were killed?"
"Even Fan Lao was killed?"
After listening to Han Beng's words, Han Feng couldn't sit still. His face changed drastically, and he couldn't believe the earth-shaking changes that had occurred in the Black Horn Domain during his short seclusion.
"Have you found out who did it?" Han Feng asked eagerly.
After Han Beng left, Han Feng remembered the matter of the Heavenly Flame and contemplated it. "It is rumored that there is a Heavenly Flame hidden within the Jia Nan Academy. It seems that I should focus my attention on the Jia Nan Academy."
Han Feng stood up and looked in the direction of the Jia Nan Academy.
Just then, a piercing laughter suddenly echoed in the bamboo forest.
The abrupt sound made Han Feng's heart tighten, and his scalp tingle.
Who was it?
How could someone enter the bamboo forest without him noticing?
But listening to the jarring laughter, Han Feng had a strange feeling of familiarity, as if he had heard it somewhere before.
While Han Feng was still shocked, outside the pavilion, a dark mist suddenly appeared out of thin air, and within the mist stood a dark figure.
Seeing this familiar way of appearing, Han Feng's heart trembled, and he immediately realized the identity of the intruder. He bowed respectfully and said, "Han Feng pays his respects to the envoy of the Soul Hall. May I inquire about the envoy's instructions?"
"Eh..."
The respectful attitude of Han Feng left the dark figure, who had been sneering inside the mist, utterly baffled.
'What is this guy doing?'
In the midst of his confusion, the dark figure suddenly remembered the act of deceiving his teachers and destroying his ancestors that this guy had committed in the past, and he understood.
Playing tricks by deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors? Must die!
Looking at Han Feng in front of him, the dark figure's eyes brimmed with an intense killing intent.
The next moment, the dark figure slowly extended his hand within the mist and silently thought, "Soul Bind!"
Han Feng, who was still puzzled, suddenly felt his soul being violently pulled as if it was about to break free from his body.
"Enforcer, is there some misunderstanding?" Han Feng was shocked, but he also tried to explain.
Unfortunately, the dark figure completely disregarded his words and increased the power of the Soul Bind.
Subsequently, amid Han Feng's piercing screams, his powerful soul was forcibly pulled into a vortex in the dark figure's palm and transformed into a black bead.
Han Feng's soul was trapped within the black bead, roaring in fury.
(End of this chapter)
==================================================================
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