Kill Venerable Golden Light! Talisman Treasure, Ascension Token! (Seeking First Subscription!)

Master, this disciple is leaving...

Inside the Sect Leader Hall, Han Feng bowed deeply toward Wang Juechu without raising his head.

Wang Juechu stroked his beard and waved his hand. "Go."

"In all things, think thrice before you act."

Han Feng's figure paused, but he did not look back, stepping out of the hall.

After leaving the Sect Leader Hall, he did not head straight down the mountain, but instead shifted his figure and darted toward the direction of Divine Hand Valley.

The valley remained secluded as usual, and Han Feng familiarly arrived before that familiar wooden house.

Han Li was inside the house, tinkering with some medicinal herbs, and immediately raised his head vigilantly upon hearing the movement.

Only when he saw clearly that the newcomer was Han Feng did he relax.

"A Niu? Why are you here?"

"Brother Er Leng, I am preparing to take a distant journey and have come specially to bid you farewell." Han Feng stated his purpose plainly.

Han Li's movements froze. He put down the herbs in his hand, walked up to Han Feng, and carefully looked him over.

"Going out for experiential training?"

"Mm."

Han Li was silent for a moment.

The outside was full of craftiness, but the pugilistic world certainly could not stump this cousin of his.

However, he knew that Han Feng was definitely not going to mix in the martial arts world, but rather to seek immortality!

"That's fine too. With your current abilities, staying in this tiny Seven Profound Sect is indeed wasting your talent."

He turned and walked into the wooden house, soon walking out again with three small porcelain bottles in his hand.

"These two bottles are pills for advancing cultivation; take them for use on the road."

"This bottle is an antidote pill. The martial arts world is perilous, human hearts are unpredictable, and you must be careful in all things."

Han Li shoved the porcelain bottles into Han Feng's hands and heavily patted his shoulder.

"Take care!"

"Thank you, Brother Er Leng."

Han Feng carefully put away the pills. The two brothers exchanged words in silence, and a moment later, Han Feng turned and left.

Leaving the Seven Profound Sect, Han Feng hired a carriage in the small town at the foot of the mountain and headed all the way north.

The carriage rocked back and forth, moving very slowly.

Yet Han Feng was not in a hurry; he happened to need time to comprehend that newly acquired secret technique.

Soul Annihilation Technique.

He closed his eyes, his mind completely immersed between the lines of the ancient text.

He pondered those methods of gathering divine sense to transform into an invisible thorn.

The destination of this trip was northwest Jingzhou.

There, at the intersection of Yue Country and the barbarians' territory, lay a vast expanse of wild mountains.

In the original work, Venerable Golden Light's Daoist temple, the Golden Light Temple, happened to be situated in that region.

Han Feng's goal was very clear: find Venerable Golden Light, then kill him and seize his treasures.

Sword talisman, Ascension Token.

According to the original trajectory, a little over a year later, Wild Wolf Gang leader Jia Tianlong would invite Venerable Golden Light to deal with the Seven Profound Sect, causing heavy losses to the sect.

Han Feng naturally would not foolishly wait at the sect for the Wild Wolf Gang to bring Venerable Golden Light over.

Stifling all danger in the cradle was his code of conduct.

Getting rid of this future trouble earlier would also allow the Seven Profound Sect to suffer fewer losses, and by the way, he could acquire the treasures he urgently needed. It was killing two birds with one stone.

Half a month later, the carriage arrived at a small city on the northwestern edge of Jingzhou.

Further ahead were the endless wild mountains, where mortal carriages and horses could no longer travel.

Han Feng paid the carriage fare and walked into the city.

The local customs here were obviously much fiercer than those in the interior, and men draped in animal skins and carrying curved sabers at their waists could be seen everywhere on the streets.

The air itself permeated with a raw and rugged aura.

Han Feng found a tavern and made some casual inquiries, and the results were unexpectedly smooth.

"Golden Light Temple? You must be talking about Esteemed Immortal's Daoist temple!"

"That's a living immortal! It's right in that patch of wild mountains ahead, very easy to find. That temple is built so resplendently and magnificently that you can see it from far away!"

Having obtained definite news, Han Feng no longer delayed.

He found a deserted corner and silently recited the incantation in his mouth.

Wind Control Art!

A light and nimble wind supported his body. He only felt as light as a swallow, lightly tapping his toe on the ground, and his entire person darted out like an arrow leaving a bow.

This spell used by cultivators for long-distance travel was indeed convenient when put to use.

The mountain forests retreated rapidly under his feet.

Just a few hours later, at the summit of a chain of rolling wild mountains, a resplendent and magnificent temple abruptly appeared at the end of his vision.

Under the sunlight, those golden glazed tiles reflected a dazzling light.

Golden Light Temple!

Han Feng restrained his aura, his figure drawing near quietly like a ghost.

Before he even drew close, an extremely shrill woman's scream abruptly echoed from inside the temple!

The next instant, the vermilion temple doors were kicked open from the inside with a bang.

A figure was thrown directly out the door, heavily crashing onto the ground, bleeding from the nose and mouth, and already devoid of breath!

Outside the temple gates, a dwarfish figure standing merely three chi tall slowly walked out.

He looked to be in his thirties or forties, wearing a luxurious red robe embroidered with gold threads, and his fingers and neck were covered in gold rings and large gold chains.

Even his mouth was inlaid with a mouthful of big gold teeth, and as he walked, several golden bells at his waist jingled.

He was the spitting image of an upstart showing off his wealth.

Following behind him was a youthful maiden, only the woman's face was written full of panic and despair at the moment.

Venerable Golden Light!

Han Feng recognized this so-called "immortal" who indulged in pleasure at a single glance.

At the exact same time he saw Venerable Golden Light, the dwarfish man also noticed Han Feng not far away.