The firelight of the Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire shone on the face of every magical beast. A throbbing originating from the depths of their bloodlines became stronger with the dancing of the flame.
"Is this... the Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire?"
Han Feng stood at the peak, looking down at all living beings.
"Do you want to accept this power?"
"Have you truly made this decision?"
"Once the Heavenly Flame enters the body, there is no possibility of termination. Choose to perish in the long river of time, or accept this power and continue the race..."
Han Feng's voice paused.
"Answer me!"
This voice, like a loud bell, went straight into the hearts of the beasts.
The valley was silent.
Without waiting for everyone's response, Han Feng nodded.
"I understand..."
Swish!
In the next instant, the Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire split into hundreds of branches and flew towards the beast group.
No need to respond, the Fallen Heart Flame received the decisions deep in the hearts of these magical beasts.
Those magical beasts that hadn't made up their minds were not affected by the Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire. They watched the magical beasts around them bathing in the Heavenly Flame, their facial expressions changing.
The Heavenly Flame body tempering this time was very fast. As Han Feng's cultivation improved, his control power also became stronger.
After the initial body tempering ended, those magical beasts selected by the Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire felt the bloodline power in their bodies start to surge and improve, and couldn't help showing joyful expressions.
They were originally the group that made decisions from the bottom of their hearts, wanting to accept the power bestowed by the Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire, so they had no worries at all, only the joy of dreams coming true.
Sensing the newly recorded information of hundreds of magical beasts by the Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire at this moment, Han Feng smiled slightly.
The ability of the Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire is indeed powerful. Being born in this world, its greatest role is probably not for combat, but for continuing magical beast bloodlines.
Unfortunately, since the riot in the history of the Beast Region, the Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire became a forbidden item in the Beast Region.
Anyone who dares to use the Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire in the Beast Region will be hunted down by the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan.
As the current overlords of the Beast Region, the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan will not allow the appearance of an existence capable of subverting their authority.
Of course, it could also be to snatch the Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire.
After all, the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan also faces the problem of bloodline depletion. If their bloodline reverts to the limit, they can evolve into the Ancient Sky Phoenix.
In the valley, those magical beasts that hadn't undergone Heavenly Flame body tempering looked at those that had, with scrutiny in their eyes.
It is said that controlled by the Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire, one's life no longer belongs to oneself.
The person possessing the Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire can easily control those magical beasts blessed by the Heavenly Flame.
However, they didn't see any bad phenomena.
The joyful expressions on the faces of those magical beasts even made them feel a sense of regret for a moment.
Bloodline concentration determines the limit of a magical beast's own cultivation.
Increasing the bloodline concentration is equivalent to improving cultivation aptitude, allowing breakthroughs to higher thresholds in the future.
For most magical beasts, bloodline concentration is fixed at birth; it only weakens, never increases.
Unless obtaining some special opportunity or practicing some powerful cultivation method.
At this time, Han Feng's voice came from above.
"Everyone, presumably most of you have already felt the profoundness of the Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire."
"This Saint will not force you to do anything. You can go back and bring your clansmen to accept the Heavenly Flame baptism. The initial body tempering is free. I will conduct it regularly once a year. For magical beasts wanting to accept high-level body tempering, Rank 7 and above need to pay a Rank 7 spiritual medicine; below Rank 7 and above Rank 5, need to pay a Rank 6 spiritual medicine. For the rest of the clansmen, the price for high-level baptism is uniformly a Rank 4 spiritual medicine."
"Materials and spiritual objects of equal grade can also be used as exchange conditions. Resources of different rarities will be properly converted."
Han Feng stood up and looked at everyone.
"The time for high-level body tempering is set once in the middle of the first half of the year and once in the middle of the second half of the year. The specific time will be notified to everyone by the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Clan."
"Alright, that's it for today."
After Han Feng finished speaking, his figure flashed, turning into a Vermilion Bird, and flew towards the back mountain.
The magical beasts in the valley were not calm, especially those who hadn't accepted the baptism. Regret hit them like a tide.
Did this Saint bless everyone just to collect resources?
If so, they really suffered a huge loss this time!
Regarding the price proposed by Han Feng, the magical beasts that had accepted the baptism didn't think it was expensive.
One spiritual medicine of the same level can be exchanged for an opportunity of high-level bloodline baptism. This is too cheap!
The magical beasts left the Nether Serpent Mountain Range one after another, preparing to return to their clans to report this matter.
In the back mountain, Yao Ming came to Han Feng and bowed respectfully.
"My Lord, letting them leave like this, will those who haven't accepted the Heavenly Flame baptism spread the news?"
"We can't help it if the news spreads. After all, there are too many magical beasts, and we don't have enough manpower to control them."
"But this way, the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan and those families who don't accept the Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire might cause some turbulence."
Han Feng glanced at Yao Ming.
"What is your cultivation now?"
"Peak of Two-Star Dou Saint."
Yao Ming answered.
Han Feng nodded.
"The average strength of the Saints in the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan is around Two-Star Dou Saint. Excluding those Supreme Elders in seclusion, you are enough to deal with them."
"Ah? But if Huang Tian takes action, I might not be able to beat him!"
Yao Ming said.
Huang Tian is the Patriarch of the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan, already a Three-Star Dou Saint hundreds of years ago, probably even more terrifying now.
"If he takes action, just summon me."
"Yes."
Yao Ming bowed.
He still can't see through Han Feng's strength now, showing that the opponent is still far above him.
Since that's the case, let's put the trouble of the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan aside for now.
"My Lord, using the Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire to temper the bodies of ten thousand beasts, besides not taking a penny other than those medicinal ingredients, is there really no purpose?"
Han Feng looked at Yao Ming.
Yao Ming immediately bent down.
"Subordinate overstepped."
Han Feng was silent for a moment, then helped Yao Ming up.
"I said, you are a Saint, no need for this."
"During the body tempering process, the Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire can absorb the overflowing beast blood as nutrients for the flame itself."
Han Feng said.
"For me, this is a mutually beneficial matter."
Han Feng's hand was placed on Yao Ming's shoulder at some point.
Yao Ming's body trembled slightly, and a feeling of palpitation transmitted from the depths of his brain, as if he would explode on the spot in the next instant.
Just when he felt death approaching, this feeling of palpitation suddenly disappeared.
Han Feng had already left the hall.
"No next time."
...
Yao Ming resumed breathing, his chest heaving violently, panting heavily.
Is this... My Lord's strength?
I don't have any room for resistance in front of him.
Yao Ming touched the mark on his forehead, where Han Feng left a soul brand.
"Forget it, this life was hard-earned. I'll just live honestly."
Yao Ming's soul power has improved recently, but compared to Han Feng, the gap still seems huge.
After this probing, Yao Ming decided to put away the little thoughts in his heart.
Even if Han Feng's next actions will cause a huge impact on the Beast Region, he has already boarded the ship and has no way back.
On the other side, Lin Xian'er followed Han Feng.
"Teacher, is it over just like this?"
"En."
"Feels so fast."
Lin Xian'er sighed.
She thought Teacher was going to do a big thing here, didn't expect it to end so quickly.
"Just started. Many things are still to come."
Han Feng said.
"Ah? Then are you going to stay here all the time, Teacher?"
Lin Xian'er asked.
"No need, the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Clan will help handle it."
"Oh, that's good."
The conversation between the master and disciple didn't have much defense.
The guards of the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Clan guarding outside the door fell silent.
The great Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Clan is not used for hard labor!
Of course, it didn't have the guts to say it out loud and could only continue to honestly stick to its post.
Han Feng rested in the room for a while and looked at his disciple.
"Xian'er, want to take a stroll in the Nine Serene Yellow Spring?"
"Nine Serene Yellow Spring?"
Lin Xian'er shook her head.
"That place is too cold; I can't stand it."
"Then I'll go."
Han Feng got up.
Coming to the Nine Serene Yellow Spring, Han Feng dived directly to the deepest part and arrived at the entrance Cai'er entered before.
Han Feng carefully sensed the situation inside the seven-colored nest. Only after confirming that Cai'er's life aura was intact did he withdraw his soul power.
Entering rashly would disturb Cai'er's promotion; just watching from the outside is enough.
At the bottom of the gloomy Yellow Spring River, Han Feng walked slowly. He explored a new stretch of the journey but found no treasures.
A moment later, Han Feng came to the place where the Nine Serene Wind Flame was nurtured.
He raised his hand, and the Nine Serene Wind Flame flew out from the Yellow Spring Yin Stone and fell into his palm.
"Not bad, grown a bit more."
Han Feng nodded.
For him, the Nine Serene Wind Flame definitely won't significantly improve his cultivation.
Its main role is to evolve the "Flame Mantra".
The current level of the "Flame Mantra" is Heaven Class Intermediate. To advance to Heaven Class High Level, it's unknown if this Heavenly Flame ranked tenth is enough.
If not, adding the Three Thousand Burning Flame ranked ninth should be able to complete the level leap.
Han Feng put the Nine Serene Wind Flame back into the Yellow Spring Yin Stone.
Now he finally experienced the helplessness of those powerhouses towards Heavenly Flames: useless to eat, a pity to discard.
To be honest, if these Heavenly Flames are given to juniors, their value will be much stronger than using them for oneself.
Because even without Heavenly Flames, Han Feng can still display powerful combat power. Heavenly Flames are not the decisive factor for his cultivation.
But if given to descendants, they can rely on the power of the Heavenly Flame to dominate the same level and even counter-kill higher levels.
Han Feng sighed.
But there's no way. The main cultivation path he chose must be paved by Heavenly Flames.
Whether practicing the cultivation methods of several ancient divine beasts or the supreme "Bodhisattva Sutra" of Buddhism, Han Feng's main foundation of cultivation is still the "Flame Mantra", which is irreplaceable.
The cost of changing the main cultivation method is enormous, and Han Feng has no intention of replacing the "Flame Mantra".
Before his death in his previous life, Yao Chen told Han Feng that the "Flame Mantra" was very important, representing a huge secret.
Therefore, Han Feng chose it without hesitation in this life.
Up to now, the "Flame Mantra" has indeed not disappointed him. Without the "Flame Mantra" cultivation method, it would be very difficult for Han Feng to refine so many Heavenly Flames in the early stage.
After wandering around the bottom of the Nine Serene Yellow Spring, Han Feng left the place.
In the following half a month, the master and disciple cultivated in the territory of the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Clan. Lin Xian'er studied various poison methods here, while Han Feng appeared for the second time to conduct bloodline baptism for the arriving magical beasts.
Many more magical beasts came the second time, but Han Feng's soul power had already reached the Perfect Heaven State, so the quantity was not a problem for him.
On this day, the Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire hung high in the sky like a blazing sun, shining on every magical beast on the earth.
Bathed in the divine brilliance, the bloodlines in the magical beasts' bodies began to boil slowly, improving towards higher levels.
Although this process was very slow, as long as they saw the hope of moving forward, it was enough to make all magical beasts flock to it.
Han Feng kept his promise and didn't demand the magical beasts to do anything.
After the bloodline baptism ended, he let them return respectively.
"Although the power of the Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire has been consumed quite a lot, the recorded magical beast information has also become more comprehensive."
Han Feng felt the changes in the Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire.
Those recorded magical beasts had already lit up on the Ten Thousand Beast Record. As long as Han Feng wants, he can mobilize their power.
The bloodline Dou Techniques and extraordinary abilities of those magical beasts can all be used by Han Feng.
Simply put, Han Feng alone can imitate the abilities of thousands of magical beasts.
And the imitated power can be enhanced by his own cultivation.
In other words, Han Feng can now transform into any Rank 9 magical beast among the recorded ones.
It could be a Rank 9 Green Luan, a Rank 9 Nine Serene Deep Ground Python, a Rank 9 Gold Swallowing Mouse, etc.
The power of one person, myriad changes.
Even just relying on the single power of the Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire, Han Feng is enough to create a new combat mode.
The name of the Ten Thousand Beast Saint is no longer an empty boast.
...
In the following days, as more and more magical beasts in the Beast Region accepted bloodline baptism, no matter how much they covered it up, this news finally reached the ears of the Sky Demon Phoenix.
"Outrageous!"
"These families actually dare to privately accept the baptism of the Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire. Don't they know what will happen by doing so?"
An elder of the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan said angrily.
"Heard the magical beast hosting the baptism assembly this time is the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Clan."
Another elder said faintly.
"Hmph, those smelly snakes who can't get on the stage seem to have grown bold recently!"
In the conference pavilion, the elders discussed spiritedly. Although from various angles, overall they were condemning the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Clan for using the Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire to baptize magical beast families, attempting to subvert the power structure of the Beast Region.
Tap tap!
Huang Tian, sitting in the main seat, gently tapped the table, and the arguing voices instantly stopped.
All Sky Demon Phoenix elders looked at the Patriarch.
"The Ten Thousand Beast Spirit Fire is a sacred object of the beast clan and must be controlled by our clan. Since it was accidentally obtained by the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Clan, just take it back."
"Kun Huang, you go handle it."
"Yes, Patriarch!"
A Dou Saint level powerhouse, one of the Three Demon Phoenixes, the late One-Star Dou Saint Phoenix, stood up to accept the order.
They still didn't know about the internal strife that broke out in the Nine Serene Deep Ground Python Clan before, thinking the current Patriarch was still Yao Xiaotian.