"Han Feng's strength had actually become this terrifying!"
Su Qian felt the terrifying waves of energy coming from the sky. The terrifying power of the heavenly flames swept through the entire Inner Academy, and even thousands of meters away, they felt a mortal threat.
Han Feng had only recently broken through to the Dou Zong realm, yet he already possessed such strength. Even Su Qian himself was only roughly his equal.
"But just who is this teacher of Xiao Yan's?"
What shocked Su Qian even more was the powerful soul currently possessing Xiao Yan.
Not only had he trained prodigies like Han Feng and Xiao Yan, but he possessed power comparable to a Mid-Rank Dou Zong while existing as nothing more than a soul body. His strength at his peak must have been truly terrifying.
"Teacher! I never imagined you'd become this weak!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"To think you were once Venerable Yao, whose name shook the Dou Qi Continent! Can you only muster the strength of a Dou Zong now?!"
As the energy of the two heavenly flames slowly dispersed, a cold, sinister smile appeared on Han Feng's face.
By now, Han Feng had a fairly clear grasp of Venerable Yao's strength. It was about equal to his own current power.
"Treacherous disciple. I never imagined you could break through to the Dou Zong realm with an incomplete Flame Mantra."
Yao Lao's gaze remained utterly cold, a trace of killing intent surfacing in his eyes.
Han Feng's strength had indeed surprised him somewhat, but it had not exceeded his expectations by much.
"Teacher, there's plenty you never imagined!"
"I'll show you just what a mistake you made when you refused to pass the Flame Mantra on to me!"
Han Feng was equally cold, his expression deeply sinister.
Whoosh!