Han Fei practiced briefly and found that he could indeed control the energy tower with ease. With the approval of the big shots in the group, he absorbed the Seven-Color Fire Phoenix's essence blood.
Han Fei could now clearly sense the Seven-Color Fire Phoenix's presence. It was sleeping inside this stone cave. Its body was enormous, and though it gave off no aura, Han Fei knew that once it erupted, the Seven-Color Fire Phoenix's strength would be terrifying.
That seven-colored flame was also his greatest supporting power. Just imagining it touching an opponent and directly devouring all their spiritual energy, Han Fei would not even take Martial Soul Realm cultivators seriously.
Could a Martial Soul Realm cultivator without soul power still be considered a Martial Soul Realm cultivator?
Seeing that Han Fei truly had no intention of killing him, the old man finally breathed a sigh of relief. He had lost all his earlier imposing manner and hid in a corner, his eyes somewhat vacant.
Now that Han Fei could control the energy tower, he discovered that he was not on the first floor. He had entered from the first-floor entrance and assumed this was the first floor, but it was actually the highest floor. The moment he entered through the first-floor entrance, he had already stepped into a teleportation array.
With a thought, everything inside the energy tower came into Han Fei's view.
There were not many treasures in the tower. The main thing was the abundance of Spirit Stones. Han Fei made a rough calculation and found that even the "not many" Spirit Stones the old man had mentioned numbered enough to leave him stunned.
Han Fei stared at the old man. "This is what you call not many? Are there any other treasures?"
As he spoke, he