Heading to the Black-Corner Region, Han Feng

After preparing everything, Ao Qing set off for the Black-Corner Region.

The Black-Corner Region was no simple place on the continent.

Countless fugitive experts from various nations had fled here and established the most savage rules. Moreover, all kinds of races from across the continent, aside from humans, gathered here, making it a miniature reflection of the continent itself. Within the Black-Corner Region, there were no laws whatsoever. There was only one rule—the law of the jungle. In other words, the weak were prey to the strong.

It was an exceptionally unrestrained land. So long as you wished it, even forcibly abducting women would draw no interference. Of course, the prerequisite was that you had better choose your target carefully. Otherwise, the consequences would likely be quite miserable.

In the Black-Corner Region, women could sometimes be even more terrifying than men, for one simple reason: they had survived here. Furthermore, the Black-Corner Region could be called an information crossroads of the continent. Countless pieces of intelligence spread out from here every day, while countless others flowed in from outside.

The Black-Corner Region could offer you the quickest shortcut. Naturally, the prerequisite was that you possessed sufficient strength and capital. Otherwise, before you could make a name for yourself, you might lose your life instead.

As a chaotic region renowned throughout the continent, the Black-Corner Region lived up to its name. Experts died here every day, and experts poured in from outside every day. This land was filled with death, but also with challenges and temptation. High-level cultivation methods, Dou Techniques, divine weapons, armor, Medicine Cauldrons, medicinal ingredients, high-grade pills, and other treasures rarely seen outside could all be found here, enough to dazzle the eye. It was even said that Earth Rank Cultivation Methods had appeared at the Black-Corner Region's auction houses on two separate occasions.

Of course, obtaining these things required a price. That price might be money, or it might be something else in exchange. In short, there would never be such a thing as pie falling from the sky in the Black-Corner Region.

A fondness for chaos and a leaning toward darkness seemed to be hidden within human nature. Thus, although countless people clearly knew that danger surrounded that region, they still rushed into it one after another. Some sought a shortcut to rapid fame across the continent; others wished to acquire higher-level cultivation methods, Dou Techniques, pills, or unimaginable wealth within that chaotic land. Regardless, these endlessly arriving people continuously injected life into the Black-Corner Region.

Perhaps because extremes reversed themselves, Jia Nan Academy, renowned throughout the Dou Qi Continent, stood at the very center of the Black-Corner Region. However, a certain area surrounding Jia Nan Academy was considered a peaceful zone. Anyone who brought the ways of the Black-Corner Region into this place would become a corpse hanging from a large tree along the border between Jia Nan Academy and the Black-Corner Region by the following day. Over the years, there seemed never to have been an exception.

It was said that the tree known as the Dead Spirit Tree had once held the corpses of two Dou Wangs and one Dou Emperor.

Of course, all of this was merely mentioned in the information gathered by Misty Cloud Sect disciples.

Ao Qing did not pay much attention to such matters. He had strength; he was no helpless rookie cultivator waiting to be slaughtered.

This time, Ao Qing likewise chose not to tell anyone. He headed alone toward the Black-Corner Region.

In but a moment, Ao Qing tore through space and arrived directly at the central region of the Black-Corner Region—the location of Jia Nan Academy. However, Ao Qing had no plans to take Zi Yan away immediately. Before that, he had to find Han Feng!

Han Feng was leisurely refining pills.

At this moment, Han Feng's appearance was rather handsome. He looked no more than thirty, his slightly thin lips pressed together with a cold and stern air. Yet it was precisely this that gave him an unusual charm. His long black hair fell to his shoulders, and his body seemed to carry a peculiar medicinal fragrance at all times, making people unable to resist feeling close to him. On the chest of his green alchemist's robe was an ancient Medicine Cauldron emblem. Seven golden lines adorned the cauldron, symbolizing his status as a seventh-tier alchemist. An exquisitely embroidered character for "Feng" was stitched onto the back of his robe.

The Black-Corner Region had never fallen under Central Continent's jurisdiction. Moreover, a Dou Emperor was already considered an expert here, while Han Feng had not only reached the Dou Emperor realm but had also become a seventh-tier alchemist. In this region, he was considered an overlord-level figure, and people naturally called him the Medicine Emperor. Thus, Han Feng had gone to great lengths to evade the pursuit of Venerable Feng and the others.

"That old bastard Yao Chen gave me an incomplete cultivation method. Since he held something back from me, then don't blame me for being heartless and unrighteous!"

After saying that, Han Feng did not forget to lick his somewhat bewitching thin lips.

In truth, Han Feng was a typical ungrateful wretch.

Han Feng possessed an intensely competitive nature. The more others forbade him from doing something, the more he wanted to do it. Arrogant at heart, he had an extreme personality. No matter how close someone was to him, so long as they did not trust or submit to him, they had committed an unforgivable crime and gravely wronged him. Conceited and arrogant, he had studied Alchemy Technique for only a little over a decade, yet believed he had already mastered it. Compared to emotions, Han Feng trusted benefits more. He believed that people driven by benefits were more trustworthy than those who acted according to emotion.

Furthermore, Han Feng shared the same surname as the missing Han Shanshan, possessed a perfect dual fire-and-wood attribute physique, and was exceptionally intelligent. Yao Chen regarded him as the perfect disciple and began nurturing him. From the age of two, Yao Chen laid down Han Feng's initial foundation. By the age of three, Han Feng's fire-and-wood attributes had awakened with exceptional prominence, and he had produced a trace of Dou Qi. Yao Chen guided that trace of Dou Qi to nourish Han Feng's entire body, bringing his potential and talent to perfection.

Yet Yao Chen had ultimately miscalculated one thing: a person's greed was boundless.

Under Mu Gu's instigation, Han Feng came to hate Yao Chen more and more. After his request to learn the Flame Mantra through murdering his master was refused, he decided to kill Yao Chen and seize the Flame Mantra. After Yao Chen defeated Mu Gu and turned his attention to speaking with him, Han Feng stabbed a longsword coated with Mandala Seven Stars Powder, potent enough to poison a Dou Zun to death, into Yao Chen's abdomen from behind.

Grief-stricken and furious, Yao Chen ignited himself with the Bone Spirit Cold Flame when Han Feng attempted to seize the Flame Mantra. Unfortunately, Han Feng followed Mu Gu's instructions and cut off Yao Chen's head. The Bone Spirit Cold Flame extinguished with Yao Chen's death, while Han Feng obtained the lower volume of the Flame Mantra. Enraged, Han Feng burned Yao Chen's remains to ashes, took the Storage Ring containing countless rare medicinal ingredients, and fled the scene.

However, no matter how carefully Han Feng calculated, he had never expected that Yao Chen would personally end his life in the future.

Fortunately, Ao Qing had now arrived in the Black-Corner Region, so Han Feng would not have to fall into Yao Chen's hands. If Han Feng knew what would happen in the future, who knew whether he would consider himself fortunate or unfortunate.

But regardless of how Han Feng felt, now that Ao Qing had set his sights on him, he would not be able to escape even if he grew wings. Escaping from the hands of a Dou Saint? Heh, wishful thinking.

After arriving in the Black-Corner Region, Ao Qing began asking around for information on Han Feng, the Medicine Emperor. This was no secret in the Black-Corner Region, after all—Han Feng was a famous figure in this area.

He even had Dou Zongs like the Gold and Silver Elders protecting him, should he require it.