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Chapter 320 - Chapter 320: Gathering of Ten Thousand Beasts

"That, what is that thing?"

On the spectator stand, some people who had never seen the Sky Demon Phoenix exclaimed.

As one of the three major magical beast families, the Sky Demon Phoenix mainly lives in the Beast Region. They rarely go to the Central Plains, which is dominated by the human world, so few people have seen them.

Of course, some families with profound foundations have seen their introductions in some ancient books.

"Sky Demon Phoenix! That is the Sky Demon Phoenix!"

One person shouted.

Hearing this name, everyone was instantly stunned.

Although most of them had never seen the Sky Demon Phoenix, the name of the Sky Demon Phoenix was like thunder piercing the ear.

One of the three major magical beast families, and even the current overlord of the Beast Region.

A super force with Dou Saint powerhouses!

Didn't expect Feng Qing'er of the Wind Lightning Pavilion to actually be a Sky Demon Phoenix!

The Bone Refining Sect disciple who fought with Feng Qing'er before stared blankly, murmuring in his mouth: "So I was really fighting a bird..."

"Making me reveal my true form, you can be proud enough!"

Feng Qing'er looked at Mu Qingluan and said slowly.

Her identity as a Sky Demon Phoenix has been hidden for many years, and this is her first time exposing it.

But it doesn't matter. Now that she has broken through to Dou Ancestor, her cultivation in the Wind Lightning Pavilion has come to an end. Next, it's mainly her own venturing.

The aura on Feng Qing'er gradually rose.

Let your defeat become my glory on the Central Plains continent!

Boom!

Powerful energy fluctuations rose.

"Demon Phoenix Sacred Image!"

A huge Demon Phoenix phantom emerged in the sky. As it gently spread its wings, it covered the entire martial arts arena.

Mu Qingluan took a deep breath, and a touch of solemnity also rose in her eyes.

"Green Luan Divine Bird!"

"Manifest!"

A huge Green Luan also emerged behind Mu Qingluan.

"No way, Mu Qingluan of the Falling Star Pavilion is also a magical beast!"

Everyone was shocked again.

Didn't expect the strongest disciples of the two major forces to both be descendants of magical beasts.

In the sky, the two major magical beasts, the Green Luan Divine Bird and the Sky Demon Phoenix, fought together.

The two had the same cultivation, both newly entered Dou Ancestor.

But speaking of bloodline and the strength of the magical beast itself, the Sky Demon Phoenix is definitely a notch higher.

After a few moves, the Green Luan Divine Bird fell into a disadvantage.

Mu Qingluan experienced Feng Qing'er's fully unleashed strength for the first time.

Worthy of being my strong rival...

Cyan light bloomed in Mu Qingluan's eyes, and the hand seals changed.

Promoting to Dou Ancestor this time, she didn't just improve her realm.

The concentration of bloodline in her body, under that Ancestral Return Pill refined from the Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire, and in the rolling heaven and earth energy of the Heaven Mountain Blood Pool, was raised to the extreme.

Now I can do better!

The Green Luan Divine Bird behind Mu Qingluan emitted a thick aura, and half the sky was illuminated cyan.

Green Luan Ancestral Skill~

"Nine Heavens Shining Sky!"

On the spectator seats, everyone's vision turned cyan, forcibly blocked. They only heard a loud explosion in the sky, as if above the nine heavens were shaken.

Feng Qing'er's body fell from the sky, and a colorful phoenix flew from below to catch her.

The victory of this competition belongs to the Green Luan clan, belongs to the Falling Star Pavilion, belongs to... Mu Qingluan!

Mu Qingluan stood in mid-air, looking down at the falling Feng Qing'er below, a relieved smile appearing on her face.

Won...

In the next second, Mu Qingluan closed her eyes, and her body also fell from mid-air.

Feng Xian, originally with a joyful smile on his face, instantly changed his expression.

However, before Feng Xian could take action, a gentle force had already caught Mu Qingluan and brought her steadily to the Falling Star Pavilion camp.

Han Feng looked at the exhausted and unconscious Little Junior Sister in front of him and smiled gently.

"Done great."

...

As the battle between the two ended, the Four Pavilions Grand Competition also came to a close.

Xiao Yan ascended the throne of the grand competition champion with a dumbfounded face.

Because in the final match, both Feng Qing'er and Mu Qingluan fell into a coma and had no strength to fight.

So Xiao Yan won without fighting.

Anyway, they are both disciples of the Falling Star Pavilion, so everyone had no objections.

This session of the Four Pavilions Grand Competition came to an end with the Falling Star Pavilion winning!

Han Feng looked at Xiao Yan smiling foolishly there and shook his head, having already envisioned Xiao Yan being beaten violently when Little Junior Sister wakes up.

Venerate Lei cupped his hands to Feng Xian.

"Congratulations to Venerate Feng. Qingluan defeating the Sky Demon Phoenix, if this matter spreads, I'm afraid it will cause an uproar in the Beast Region."

Feng Xian smiled: "This only represents a battle, it shouldn't rise to the ethnic group level."

"They won't think so. I see so many people came today; your disciple is going to be famous."

Venerate Sword said at this time.

Venerate Tian Huo smiled slightly.

"Seems like a troublesome matter, but with the Falling Star Pavilion's current strength, presumably you don't need to care, right?"

As soon as these words came out, a forced smile appeared on Venerate Lei's face.

"True, with the Medicine Saint sitting in command, there is indeed no need to fear the Sky Demon Phoenix clan too much."

Climbing relations with the Sky Demon Phoenix clan was originally a major trump card of the Wind Lightning Pavilion. With this layer of relationship, they could sit firmly in the position of the head of the Four Pavilions.

But no matter how strong the relationship is, it can't compare to having a Saint sitting in command at home.

Venerate Sword stood up first.

"This old man lost face today, so I'll take a step ahead, excuse me."

Compared to the other three pavilions, Tang Ying of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion was out the fastest. Even after a brief recovery, he defeated the other few Dou Emperors, but in the ranking of the Four Pavilions, he was also at the bottom.

Everyone watched Venerate Sword leave, knowing that this long-awaited Four Pavilions Grand Competition was over.

Not long after, Feng Xian also took the people of the Falling Star Pavilion to leave.

"Feng'er, aren't you going back with us?"

"Martial Uncle, I still have some things to handle. You guys go back to the Falling Star Pavilion first."

"Alright, I'll take them back first. Pay attention to safety yourself."

Feng Xian instructed.

Han Feng and Lin Xian'er stood on a mountaintop, watching Feng Xian and others go far away.

"Teacher, where are we going next?"

Lin Xian'er asked.

"Beast Region."

"Beast Region? Are we going to prevent the Sky Demon Phoenix clan from attacking the Green Luan clan?"

Han Feng shook his head.

"Not for this, but to do a bigger thing capable of subverting the entire Beast Region."

A few years ago, Han Feng arranged a task for the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python clan, asking them to secretly gather those magical beast families whose bloodlines were entering depletion.

In the current Dou Qi Continent, no one can help them reverse the decline of the family. Only his Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire has this ability and the heart to help them.

The Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire can refine magical beast bloodlines, increase concentration, and at the same time govern ten thousand beasts. If both sides help each other, both sides can get benefits.

Of course, the one making a greater sacrifice is still the magical beast side.

They need to pay freedom and the risk of falling into enslavement.

Han Feng can foresee that a part of the magical beast families will not agree, but there will certainly be a part of the magical beast families willing to follow the footsteps of the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python and accept the tempering of Han Feng's Heavenly Flame.

As long as Han Feng does this kind of thing, it will inevitably cause an uproar in the Beast Region.

Qingluan defeating the Sky Demon Phoenix is really not worth mentioning in front of this matter.

Lin Xian'er followed Han Feng's footsteps and came to the Beast Region together.

The two walked in the air, treating the vast world as flat ground, crisscrossing thousands of miles in an instant.

"Xian'er, you are now approaching the Dou Venerate realm. The Woeful Poison Body won't have bottlenecks, but you have to consider the path you will take in the future."

On the way, Han Feng said to Lin Xian'er.

Lin Xian'er nodded.

"Teacher, Dou Venerate is about to start practicing the power of laws, right?"

"That's right. Laws are unique means of Dou Venerate powerhouse. Although not obvious externally, they can be reflected in the quality of Dou Qi."

Han Feng explained: "If your comprehension of the power of laws is very deep, you might be able to create stronger poisons out of thin air. The antidote for this poison cannot be prepared by ordinary people."

Law poison, Han Feng only saw it in the hands of an expert of the Yao Clan in his previous life. It could directly pollute the life origin of a cultivator, making him walk towards death little by little, with no antidote to solve it, even the soul would be hit.

Unfortunately, facing Void Swallowing Flame's ability to swallow all things, this poison also lost its effect.

On the path of poison, Han Feng didn't dabble deep, but the art of alchemy by analogy can also give some guiding suggestions.

"Law poison?"

Lin Xian'er looked at her hand and murmured.

The Woeful Poison Body gave her the aptitude to break through without bottlenecks in the future. Unfortunately, the physique is just a tool. How to comprehend laws requires her to think, try, and pioneer further.

"This time we go to the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python clan, you can take this opportunity to properly comprehend the Emperor Python Heart Devouring Poison."

Han Feng said.

"Emperor Python Heart Devouring Poison?"

Lin Xian'er blinked.

"I have already comprehended it!"

"The bottle I gave you is weakened."

Han Feng glanced at his proud disciple.

"Ah?"

Lin Xian'er pouted.

"Teacher, you clearly told me last time that it was real."

"It is indeed real, just not that concentrated."

Han Feng laughed.

"Controlling the strength of toxicity is also where you need training. Don't poison people to death all at once."

While talking, the two had arrived at the territory of the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python clan.

Han Feng looked far away, soul power spreading, and the entire mountain range was instantly covered by his spiritual consciousness.

"It seems quite a few magical beast families have come this time."

Lin Xian'er followed Han Feng's gaze and didn't see anything.

If Qing Lin were here, she should be able to find some situations.

"Teacher, aren't you going to disguise your identity this time?"

"I will, but not now."

Han Feng said, continuing to lead Lin Xian'er deep into the Nether Serpent Mountain Range.

The fluctuation he stirs up in the Beast Region certainly cannot be carried out as a human.

Turning into a beast form with the Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire is a feasible plan.

Although exposing his identity is a matter of time, what Han Feng needs to do is to postpone that time as much as possible.

"But you can disguise yourself."

Han Feng took out a mask and put it on Lin Xian'er's face.

The mask instantly covered the aura on Lin Xian'er and at the same time changed her appearance.

"Teacher, what did you do to me?"

Lin Xian'er exclaimed.

She felt her body shape had changed. Her originally slender waist now became very burly.

"Disguise, ah. It looks more different this way."

Han Feng said with a smile.

Lin Xian'er looked at Han Feng puffing her cheeks.

"Alright, it's just a matter of a few days. Let's go in."

Lin Xian'er sighed, put on a serious expression, and followed Han Feng into the Royal Clan Hall in the Nether Serpent Mountain Range.

"My Lord, you're here!"

Yao Ming was waiting here early. He just received Han Feng's soul instruction.

"Are the magical beast families that arrived now all of them?"

Han Feng asked.

"More than ten didn't come; the rest we notified have arrived."

Yao Ming handed the intelligence of those dozen families that didn't come to Han Feng.

Han Feng took a look and remembered the names of these families.

"Did you send subordinates to keep an eye on them?"

"Yes."

Yao Ming replied: "The vicinity of these families is already surrounded by the secret agents of the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python clan. If there are abnormal movements, we will know immediately."

Han Feng nodded.

"Then let it be for now."

Those unwilling to come must have various reasons. If they don't come, Han Feng cannot force them.

Only during the ceremony, they must be strictly guarded so they can't cause trouble.

"Have you told them the specific matters?"

Yao Ming nodded: "I talked in detail before. After coming here, I emphasized it again. But if My Lord can appear personally, they should be more convinced."

"Okay, let them gather."

Yao Ming immediately went to notify the representatives of the various families who came to the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python clan.

A moment later, the representatives of the various families gathered in an empty valley.

Because this matter is of great importance, those who came are all powerful core members in the magical beast families. Of course, there are also some existences pulled out to take the blame.

They concentrated their spirits highly, looking at the surrounding peaks, wanting to see exactly who possessed the Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire.

Han Feng took a step, flames burning all over his body. A Vermilion Bird spirit flew out of his body, turning into energy phantoms ahead.

With every step Han Feng took, colliding with the phantoms, corresponding changes began to appear on his body.

His hair began to turn red, Vermilion Bird divine patterns appeared on his forehead, and dazzling Vermilion Bird tail feathers floated behind him.

The Southern Vermilion Bird is the image he played.

Lin Xian'er watched Han Feng turn into a new look, her eyes widening slowly.

Watching Teacher change clothes is really an enjoyment.

Wow!

Han Feng's figure flashed and instantly arrived above the valley.

He raised his hand to summon, and huge Vermilion Bird wings spread open. The powerful Vermilion Bird Domain instantly enveloped the whole field, giving everyone an extremely strong sense of oppression.

"That is... a Dou Saint powerhouse!"

Everyone swallowed their saliva, became tense one after another, and their postures became more respectful.

Han Feng looked down at the valley. After the initial demonstration, he slowly walked to the cliff.

"Everyone, meeting for the first time, you can call me... Ten Thousand Beast Saint."

Han Feng's gaze containing power swept over everyone. No one dared to look up. He continued.

"We all know clearly the reason you came here. Bloodline depletion is a problem every big clan is facing."

"To slow down the speed of bloodline depletion, your ancestors exhausted their minds, but in the end? Still nothing."

"If this problem cannot be truly solved, decades later, presumably many of you present will have to withdraw from the ranks of magical beast families and become lonely people."

Speaking of this, Han Feng paused for a few seconds.

"This Saint has a way to help you. Although this method has no small restrictions, it can practically increase the concentration of magical beast bloodlines. This has been proven in the history of the Beast Region."

The reason why the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python clan could win over so many magical beast families, besides its own strength, there is another very important factor, that is, in the history of the Beast Region, the Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire is too famous.

The fanatical giant tide triggered by the Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire back then is an existence that can truly subvert the Beast Region.

Han Feng raised his hand and gently clenched it.

"Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire, manifest!"

Boom!

In the sky, a crimson flame ignited. Its endless majesty suppressed ten thousand beasts. The blazing firelight brought hope to the many magical beasts in the valley.

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