Kill You—What's It to You?!

His purpose in coming to the Black Corner Region this time was the Burning Art Fragment in Han Feng's possession.

As for how Xuan Jin knew this information, naturally, it was because he was a transmigrator.

He knew that Han Feng possessed a Burning Art Fragment, as well as the Heavenly Flame, Sea Heart Flame.

And those two things were precisely the key to resolving his physical condition.

Although the matter would be easily resolved if Xuan Jin directly told his teacher, Xuan Yi, this information, the secret of being a transmigrator could not be exposed. Otherwise, there would be endless trouble ahead.

Xuan Jin's constitution was special. He was exceptionally compatible with the fire element and cultivated at an astonishing speed, yet several types of fire-element energy within his body had constantly clashed with one another.

Xuan Yi had once said that if he could not balance those energies, he would find it difficult to advance any further in the future and might even face mortal danger.

After learning of his condition, Xuan Jin immediately thought of the Burning Art.

This cultivation method could devour all kinds of flames and turn them into its own power, making it perfect for resolving the conflict between the energies in his body.

That was why he left Saint Pill City and came to the Black Corner Region.

As for why his first target was Han Feng rather than the protagonist, Xiao Yan—

Xuan Jin had his own considerations.

Of course, one had to pick the softest persimmon to squeeze.

The current Xiao Yan not only had the young lady of the Ancient Clan by his side, but also an old master in a ring. He was difficult to approach.

Furthermore, Xuan Jin had no idea what exactly was going on with Xiao Yan. Since one had to pass through the Black Corner Region to reach the Jia Ma Empire anyway, he might as well deal with Han Feng first.

Obtaining the Burning Art was truly difficult. Someone like Yao Chen, who had died once before, was extremely wary and would never easily trust anyone.

Unless Xuan Jin found Feng Xian—but what was he supposed to say?

Of course, Xuan Jin also had his own personal considerations. His master had liked Yao Chen for a long time, yet nothing had ever come of it.

And he...

Everyone had selfish motives. Xuan Jin was no exception.

By comparison, Han Feng was much easier to deal with.

A Peak Dou Emperor alchemist could throw his weight around in the Black Corner Region, but in the eyes of a Dou Zong like him, Han Feng was merely a slightly sturdier ant.

After finding an inn to stay at, Xuan Jin began gathering intelligence on Han Feng.

Before long, he had figured out Han Feng's residence and daily routine.

Han Feng held a high position in Feng City and was called the Medicine Emperor. He had quite a few powerful experts under his command, but most were only Dou Wangs and posed no threat to Xuan Jin.

"Tonight's the night." As Xuan Jin watched darkness fall, a trace of killing intent flashed through his eyes.

Late at night, Han Feng's residence.

Xuan Jin slipped inside like a ghost. With the strength of a Dou Zong, he moved through the place as though it were unguarded.

He quickly found Han Feng's cultivation chamber.

Pushing open the door, he saw a young man sitting cross-legged on a meditation cushion, cultivating. The surrounding fire-element energy was so dense it was nearly tangible.

"Who's there?!"

Han Feng abruptly opened his eyes. The moment he saw Xuan Jin, his expression changed drastically.

"Who are you?"

"Someone here to take your life," Xuan Jin said indifferently, as the aura of a Dou Zong erupted in full.

"A Dou Zong!" Han Feng's face went pale. "Which faction do you belong to, sir? I, Han Feng, have no grievances with you..."

"You talk too much."

Xuan Jin could not be bothered to say more. Villains die from talking too much!

Xuan Jin's voice was not loud, yet it sent a chill through Han Feng's entire body.

Feeling the terrifying pressure that seemed to freeze the entire cultivation chamber solid, cold sweat streamed down Han Feng's forehead.

In the Black Corner Region, a Peak Dou Emperor was already a regional overlord. Yet before a true Dou Zong expert, he was nothing.

"S-Senior!"

Han Feng forcibly squeezed out a smile uglier than a grimace, his voice trembling.

"This junior does not know how he has offended Senior. Please enlighten me. This junior will certainly offer a generous gift to make amends."

As he spoke, he secretly circulated his Dou Qi. Dark blue flames quietly gathered in his palm.

Sea Heart Flame!

This was his greatest trump card.

Xuan Jin ignored his words and merely stepped forward.

Boom!

The space throughout the cultivation chamber suddenly sank. The Dou Qi Han Feng had gathered instantly scattered, while the dark blue Sea Heart Flame swayed violently and nearly went out.

Han Feng's face filled with horror. This man's control over space had reached an unimaginable level.

He could not even move a single finger.

"Spare me, Senior!"

Han Feng completely panicked. No longer caring about the dignity of the Medicine Emperor, he dropped to his knees with a thud.

"This junior is willing to offer all his possessions, so long as Senior spares his life! I... I work for the Soul Hall. Please, Senior, for the Soul Hall's sake..."

He hurriedly invoked his backer.

"Soul Hall?"

Xuan Jin finally spoke, with a hint of amusement in his tone.

Thinking there was hope, Han Feng hurriedly nodded. "Yes! Yes! This junior works for the Soul Hall. If Senior kills me, the Soul Hall certainly will not..."

"You're noisy." Xuan Jin impatiently cut him off.

He raised his right hand and lightly pointed through the air at Han Feng's forehead.

Han Feng's pupils suddenly shrank to pinpoints.

He wanted to dodge, but his body would not obey him.

He could only watch helplessly as an invisible force pierced through space and arrived before him.

Pfft.

Han Feng unwillingly widened his eyes. The life swiftly drained from him, and his body limply collapsed.

Han Feng, the Peak Dou Emperor Medicine Emperor, could not withstand even a single move before a Dou Zong.

Xuan Jin expressionlessly looked at Han Feng's corpse. With a flick of his finger, a Storage Ring flew from Han Feng's hand and landed in his palm.

Sending his spiritual power inside, Xuan Jin quickly found what he wanted.

An ancient scroll—the Burning Art.

The instant Xuan Jin put away the scroll, an unexpected change occurred.

A wisp of illusory soul suddenly shot out from Han Feng's corpse. Wrapping up the dark blue Sea Heart Flame, it tried to flee outside.

Strands of strange black aura lingered around the soul.

"A Soul Hall secret technique. It's somewhat interesting." Xuan Jin chuckled, as though he had expected this all along.

He did not pursue it. He merely raised his hand again and lightly clenched it toward the Sea Heart Flame that was about to escape.

Space froze once more.

The Sea Heart Flame seemed to be caught by an invisible giant hand. No matter how Han Feng's soul pulled at it, it would not budge in the slightest.

"No! My Sea Heart Flame!"

Han Feng's soul let out a piercing shriek, his voice full of venom and unwillingness.

"Who exactly are you?! Why must you make an enemy of me?! I am the disciple of Venerable Yao, Yao Chen!"

He tried to use Yao Chen's name to intimidate Xuan Jin.

"Yao Chen?"

As though he had heard something amusing, Xuan Jin said, "Didn't you personally kill Yao Chen?"

As the words fell, Xuan Jin suddenly clenched his hand.

"Ah!"

Han Feng's soul let out a miserable scream. The connection between him and the Sea Heart Flame was forcibly severed by an overbearing power.

Wrapped in black aura, the illusory soul became a streak of light and instantly vanished into the night.

He did not dare linger for even a moment longer.

This mysterious Dou Zong's methods were far too terrifying. Not only did he know Han Feng's background, he even knew his secrets.

Xuan Jin paid no attention to Han Feng's fleeing soul.

A soul that had lost both its Heavenly Flame and physical body could not cause much trouble.

Most importantly, such a disturbance was bound to draw the attention of the Soul Hall. His top priority was to get out of here first!