Han Feng's pupils abruptly contracted at the bushy-bearded man's words. His expression turned utterly grim, as though something had occurred to him.
Dou Emperor... one year... suspected Dou Zong... an unknown flame! Damn it! Could this person be cultivating the Flame Mantra? Has she already fused more than two heavenly flames? Did she find that old bastard?
Searching for something in the Black-Corner Region? If she really has the Flame Mantra, heavenly flames are the only things she could be looking for! That damned old bastard! Back then, he refused to give me the Flame Mantra no matter what, claiming my character was crooked. And now? Hasn't the Flame Mantra still fallen into the hands of this Ancient Flame Old Demon, who slaughters people like mowing grass?
Now the Ancient Flame Old Demon might already be a Dou Zong. Even if not, he's a peak Dou Emperor. With fused heavenly flames at his disposal, an ordinary Dou Zong couldn't do a thing to him. Damn it!
Han Feng's gaze flickered uncertainly, his expression hideous. Killing intent faintly seeped from him, and an icy aura instantly spread throughout the Bamboo Pavilion, leaving the others inside bewildered.
They could not understand why hearing this information about the Ancient Flame Old Demon had suddenly caused Medicine Emperor Han Feng, who normally concealed his emotions and maintained his composure at all times, to lose control like this.
Ignoring everyone's astonished looks, Han Feng paced back and forth inside the Bamboo Pavilion, his expression cold.
*No! I've sacrificed far too much for the Flame Mantra! For its sake, I even joined forces with the Soul Palace and became a traitor who betrayed his master and disgraced his lineage. Venerable Feng investigated me, forcing me to flee the Central Plains and come to this godforsaken place!