Battle Through the Heavens: I Am Han Feng, Respect the Teacher and Value the Dao

Several intricate formation patterns lay here, likely the secret behind the God Sealing Stone. The formations interwove, and Void Chains trapped a mass of chaotic gas. This gas emanated an unfathomable aura. Han Feng could feel it silently influencing his soul.

"Erosion?"

Han Feng circulated the power of the Fallen Heart Flame and dispelled the invisible influence.

According to the giant here, that black shadow was the product of being eroded by this Ancestral Spirit.

It was similar to Demonic Energy, though it seemed somewhat different.

Han Feng raised his hand, and a cluster of Fallen Heart Flame ignited in his soul hand.

The might of Heavenly Flames was not limited to reality. They could also display formidable power against the soul.

As the Fallen Heart Flame appeared, the trapped gas mass seemed to stop concealing itself, releasing an utterly evil energy.

"As expected..."

Han Feng's gaze turned cold.

He had already sensed something unpleasant within this ancient aura. That black shadow had been like that, and the God Sealing Stone was even more so.

"Heavenly Flames..."

An ancient, hoarse voice spread from the gas mass. Han Feng's gaze paused. He had actually sensed a power within this gas that was completely opposite to evil.

"Ancestral Spirit..."

Han Feng did not attack immediately. He recalled what the giant had said before: the Ancestral Spirit had suffered severe injuries ten thousand years ago, then gone mad.

"The power of Heavenly Flames, give it to me! Quickly, give it to me!"

The voice in the gas mass suddenly became frenzied. Evil power swiftly gained the upper hand and flew toward Han Feng.

"Hmph!"

Han Feng no longer restrained himself. A cluster of Fallen Heart Flame condensed into the shape of a Fire Python and lunged fiercely at the gas mass.

Sizzle!

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