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Chapter 163

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Outside the endless mountain range of the inner courtyard.

At this moment, having completely perfected his technique and re‑swallowed the Sea Heart Flame, Han Feng suddenly opened his eyes.

Sharp gaze, shooting straight toward the distant northern horizon.

There, he sensed the aura of the strange fire.

"The inner courtyard of Canaan Academy really does have a strange fire—after waiting so many years, the opportunity has finally come..."

A smile appeared on Han Feng's handsome face as he whispered.

Afterward, as if recalling something, the smile on his face vanished instantly.

Full of killing intent he said: "That old fellow seems to have also gone to Canaan Academy... a person who once was at the peak of Nine-turn Dou Zun—could he not even teach a teenager in his teens? Or perhaps that old thing passed the Burning Scripture to that youth. They are actually... searching for the strange fire!"

"Han Beng!"

He abruptly turned, Han Feng spoke with a grim face.

"Yes!"

"Correct, you may go."

"Heh, judging from that strange fire fluctuation, it must rank lower than your Sea Heart Flame. If the plan to enter it succeeds, before you swallow Canaan Academy's strange fire and this old dead Bone Spirit Flame, even if the Dou Zun dean of Canaan Academy returns, you, Lin Feng, still won't have the strength to fight!"

Gazing at the red magma inside the Beast Fire barrier, Ning Shuang sighed.

Han Feng naturally knew what was happening, but fearing a bad explanation, he also feigned surprise.

Beneath this skeleton, a flame floated.

This flame was entirely transparent, resembling a tangible object.

Above that magma, if one lacks Dou Zong‑level strength, or like me, lacks the corresponding treasure...

Feeling the extremely rich fire‑attribute battle qi in the air, Medusa frowned her brows and complained.

After a brief thought, he flicked a gold and a silver token over again: "Please summon the Gold and Silver Elders as well; now Gold Elder has advanced to Dou Zong with the aid of pills, so the remaining one surely also urgently needs the Breaking Sect Pill..."

"Just endure a bit longer."

Gazing at the glowing skeleton above, Medusa said with a solemn expression.

I firmly believe that if I can swallow these two strange fires, I will not only break through the Dou Zong barrier that has stalled me for over a decade, but also accumulate depth for explosive growth.

It is likely that even a weak Dou Huang of abnormal strength could pass through unharmed.

"Da Xin! Make way!"

"This time, even if I risk offending a Dou Zun, I must obtain the strange fire!"

And my alchemy skill can also steadily rise to the first rank.

But practitioners like me who cultivate the Burning Scripture find it hard to resist the temptation of strange fire.

"These outer bones are probably not those of a weak Dou Zun; even if fallen, you can still sense this faint pressure."

"That place is becoming more and more hateful; if you were accompanying that guy, you would definitely come to such a place."

If later I only have half a volume of the Burning Scripture, my chance of absorbing the seventh strange fire is quite high.

Kneeling on one knee, his voice hoarse yet still respectful: "Master, what are your orders?"

Above, the light of the endless magma illuminated the outside, which was entirely crimson.

Having passed, gazing at the ever‑weakening fire poison and scorching cold.

Battle qi level—even if I talk more, I can still surge to low‑rank Dou Zong!

Seeing even your eight‑star Dou Zun's white radiance appear at an unknown time, Medusa warned.

Just before Han Feng and the two continued their ascent for several minutes, a miraculous scene appeared behind our eyes.

The appearance of that flame, compared to the Falling Heart Flame Han Feng later saw at the door of the first training chamber...

If I enter it, no matter how I reason, I will inevitably provoke it.

It seems that such an extremely scorching cold place can also let my Heavenly Yang Flame Transformation skill gain an ordinary boost, just as under the blazing sun.

"Truly dead silent—aside from you two, it seems there is nobody else."

He hurried to the window, his gaze sweeping toward the distant mountains.

Having passed, the circulation of my internal technique became ever smoother.

And in the other side, the boundless expanse of magma.

Han Beng, kneeling on one knee, respectfully answered after hearing the order, then his figure swiftly plunged into the white darkness and vanished before sight.

Just as Han Feng and the two had ascended for several great hours, a point of white radiance suddenly appeared above.

Within this light circle, it was as silent as the magma world's deathly stillness.

But now I still haven't obtained the Burning Scripture for entering it; that scroll gives me only a tiny bit of confidence.

While speaking, he produced a token, flicked it with his fingertip, and it shot swiftly toward Han Beng.

Suddenly, Medusa stared at the transparent flame in the upper light curtain and exclaimed in surprise: "Falling Heart Flame? Why is it so strong?"

Seeing Medusa understand, Han Feng's mouth curled slightly, then he accelerated forward toward the direction indicated by that point of white light.

Although I wield only a minuscule influence in the White Corner Domain, the Canaan Academy is an enormous entity.

Although you have applied the cooling medicine Han Feng gave you beneath you, in that environment its effect remains slight, making you feel quite relieved.

And in that crimson world, Han Feng, accompanied by Medusa, was hovering outside the magma world, flying upward.

The moment his voice fell, a phantom‑like figure flickered out and finally appeared in the bamboo hut.

Only a skeleton that had turned to white bone remained, emitting a faint glow.

When this faint transparent circle fully emerged from the magma...

"He is saying..."

"According to my earlier arrangement, go inform Elder Ban, the Black Skull Tomb, the Earth Flame Sect, the Blood Sect, the Heavenly Yin Sect, the Mad Lion Gang, and the Magic Blade Gate—ask their sect leaders to come at once."

He gave a heavy laugh, Lin Feng thrust his hands behind his back, and with a confident gaze looked toward the direction from which the strange fire fluctuation came.

"That should be the seventh Falling Heart Flame... looking at its appearance, it should still be a juvenile form."

Only saw that this piece of magma actually writhed urgently, and then a transparent halo emitting a faint light suddenly emerged from the magma vortex.

By then, I will no longer be afraid of this annoying Wind Venerable...

Gazing at the fondness beneath that bewitching pretty face, Han Feng coaxed.

Han Feng and Medusa's gazes unconsciously looked outward.

Even as weak as a peak Dou Wang, Han Feng couldn't hold on any longer and immediately brought out a green lotus seat.

Seeing this big thing, Han Feng was first stunned, then burst out laughing.

Apart from being larger in volume and stronger in power, all its other characteristics are exactly the same.

"Hehe, you think you're just a little shy of reaching the destination."

Before embracing the lotus seat, the lotus seat suddenly reduced this scorching-cold low temperature and fire poison by forty percent, allowing Han Feng to breathe a sigh of relief.

"What is this?"

Since the halo was completely transparent, it did not obstruct the two's line of sight.

Watching it disappear from his hand, Lin Feng let out a heavy breath.

Medusa suddenly felt an eight-star Dou Huang aura emanating from Han Feng's side, and hastily shouted at him.

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