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

"Why...?"

I heard my Demonic Soul screaming, "Why can such monsters always emerge from a mere Lower Plane?"

Memories surged forth like a tide.

My clan had plotted for tens of thousands of years. The thirty-six great clans had joined forces to attack the Great Thousand World.

Yet at every critical moment, such unforeseen variables would always appear.

Crack—

The sound of my demonic heart shattering pulled me back to reality.

The Southern Bright Departing Fire was burning my origin. Even Supremes could scarcely endure such pain.

But what hurt even more was that I seemed to see, a thousand years from now, this young man standing at the pinnacle of the Great Thousand World, slaughtering my people with flames in hand.

"No..." A final frenzy erupted from the depths of the Heart Demon Race Expert's Demonic Soul. "History must not... repeat itself!"

Han Feng flicked his spear. Just as the flames were about to completely end the Heart Demon Race Expert's soul, an unprecedented power suddenly erupted from within him.

The Heart Demon Race Expert's pupils abruptly turned black, and dozens of black hands instantly appeared over his body, rapidly forming seals.

"I offer my true spirit as sacrifice!"

The Heart Demon Race Expert's body suddenly became incomparably solid, as though it were no longer an illusory form.

Sizzle! Sizzle!

Hundreds of cracks instantly split open across the Heart Demon Race Expert's body. Blood flowed into the altar, and the entire altar lit up with a blinding crimson glow.

"I respectfully invite the Heavenly Demon Emperor—"

Azure Dragon

Ming Ye's final howl tore through the heavens, and the Blood Altar abruptly exploded into dust.

Space peeled away in fragments like shattered glass, revealing a churning spatial vortex behind it.

Deep within that vortex, it seemed to connect to another