The three arrived at a storage room concealed by a spatial formation.
Yao Tianhuo waved his sleeve, and the spatial formation dissolved immediately.
What came into view were rows of neatly displayed weapons, flickering with a dark red light under the illumination of the flames from the underground Flame Cave.
These were all forged from high-grade iron ores from the Nanli Nation. Although they were not spirit artifacts, their power was definitely not weak.
Feng Xian picked up a weapon and tested it himself.
"Not bad. This underground Flame Cave has a special bonus for forging weapons, especially weapons made of fire-attribute materials. The power increases by at least 30%!"
"Try it."
Han Feng took the weapon and injected fire-attribute Dou Qi into it.
He found that the transmission between the two indeed reduced energy consumption, and also increased the stability of Dou Qi, making it easier to shape into various forms and more compatible with the weapon itself.
Han Feng nodded with satisfaction.
With these weapons, the combat power of the puppets would increase by at least half. Especially when self-destructing, exploding with the weapon would maximize efficiency.
After checking the equipment, the three returned to the Skyfire Pavilion to discuss the upcoming battle.
Now everything was ready, only the east wind was missing.
Starting the first battle would be key.
After half an hour, the three set the tentative plan for the first phase: breaking through ten Earthly Baleful Halls in one fell swoop.
At this stage, the action must be fast and simultaneous, leaving no time for the Hall of Souls to react.
Once the Earthly Baleful Halls were breached, the team leaders would activate the spatial coordinates, and Han Feng would immediately rush to each location to alter the formations and gather the soul sources.
Before the Hall of Souls could react, everyone should deal with the battle scene and then retreat in all directions.
Before returning, Han Feng also had to check that the main personnel had no hidden trackers planted on them. If there were any, they needed to be cleared.
With this, the first phase would end.
The second phase would be a tug-of-war with the Hall of Souls.
Forced attacks would no longer have an advantage at this stage. Once the Hall of Souls reacted, the manpower they could send would be endless.
Because they were supported by the Hun Clan behind them.
The numerous descendants of the Hun Realm were the supplementary military force for the Hall of Souls.
So at this stage, it was necessary to be circuitous and tactful, trying to avoid large-scale battles with the Hall of Souls head-on.
When Han Feng broke through to Dou Saint, it would be time to sound the horn of counterattack.
"Then, let's decide on this."
The three finalized the plan. Which team would go to annihilate which Hall of Souls branch had all been deployed.
That night.
Han Feng sat in the cultivation room of the Skyfire Pavilion, refining the small black sword in his sea of consciousness.
The "Supreme Soul-Slaughtering Sword" grew by relying on soul power, but contained powerful killing intent.
This was a soul skill that nurtured killing with killing.
Cultivated to the peak, the enemy would be scared out of their wits before the sword was even drawn.
The upcoming soul-exterminating operation was a good opportunity to practice this move.
Han Feng was like a woodcutter before chopping wood, carefully sharpening the edge of his axe.
Outside the Skyfire Pavilion, puppet troops draped in invisible robes boarded the cargo-laden treasure ships under the cover of night.
They would be sent to the locations of Hall of Souls branches all over the Central Region for ambush in advance.
Feng Xian watched the whole process to ensure no mistakes occurred.
Early the next morning.
The transport treasure ships had all left, and the puppets and equipment stored in the Skyfire Pavilion were swept clean.
"Is everything handled?"
"Mm."
"Then let's go too."
Han Feng ended his cultivation. After meeting with Feng Xian and Yao Tianhuo, the three prepared to go to their respective battlefields.
The personnel participating in this battle all carried Han Feng's Heart Flame, so that they could be supported in time if uncontrollable events occurred.
Snake Valley. Cai'er and Medusa were ready at this moment, wearing the robes of the Soul-Exterminating Division, with puppets behind them.
Spatial fluctuations flickered, and Han Feng walked out of the void crack. Cai'er immediately went up to greet him.
"Are we leaving?"
"Mm."
Han Feng nodded.
He had already planted sub-flames of the Myriad Beast Spirit Flame in the two women in advance, so there was no need to plant Heart Flames again.
Coming here this time was mainly to emphasize the plan arrangement.
After all, the opponent was the Hall of Souls. Facing them was not child's play.
"Your target is the Hall of Souls branch under the cliff in the Western Region. After succeeding, plant the spatial marker, do not stay, and retreat quickly."
"Understood."
Cai'er and Medusa nodded.
Han Feng emphasized it again and again, and they also understood the risks involved and would not act on their own initiative to disrupt Han Feng's plan.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Cai'er led the team to set off secretly.
Han Feng also left the Snake Valley and headed for the location of the Human Hall.
Because he had attacked this place in his previous life, Han Feng knew where the Human Hall was without spending manpower searching.
At the junction of the southwest region of the Central Plains, there was a Burial Corpse Mountain Range, surrounded by dense yin energy and withered graves everywhere.
Faint spatial fluctuations flowed in the mountain range, and dead silence drifted with the yin wind, looking lifeless.
Han Feng's figure appeared quietly. His soul power at the Great Perfection of the Spirit Realm covered his aura, hiding in the darkness.
He secretly set up formations around to monitor the scene here.
After an unknown amount of time, the marker in his sea of consciousness suddenly lit up.
Someone had already breached the first Earthly Baleful Hall.
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"Four Directions Sword Formation, Hundred Zhang Divine Might!"
Feng Xian raised his sword-finger and swept a sword across.
The strength of a five-star Dou Venerate was vividly displayed at this moment.
A three-star Dou Venerate and a four-star Dou Venerate were instantly severely injured under the powerful sword light.
The other emissaries and protectors gradually lost the courage to resist under the massive battle formation puppets.
Formations were always the best means for the weak to defeat the strong, and they also had good effects against group attacks.
Feng Xian alone was an army.
He raised his hand and pinched, and the core of the battle formation pulled, condensing a huge puppet hand in mid-air, which slapped fiercely on the Hall of Souls branch.
Boom!
The huge hall shattered in response, and the ground was beaten into a depression.
"Glazed Sword Shadow, Divine Wind Breaks the Haze!"
Feng Xian's two fingers wiped across the sword body, and sharp Dou Qi instantly swept across the world. A huge cyan sword shadow, like destroying the world, stabbed towards the two Hall of Souls Venerable Elders.
"No!!!"
Under the suppression of the formation, the two Venerable Elders had no chance to escape. They were forcefully baptized by the sword light and fell to the ground dying.
Feng Xian stared closely at the two people below and activated the spatial marker.
The next instant, Han Feng appeared beside Feng Xian.
Without wasting words, he spread his spiritual sense, sweeping across the world.
The miserable state of the two Venerable Elders came into view. Han Feng's face turned solemn, and his powerful soul power rushed into their bodies, bringing out their soul bodies.
There was no time to use secret techniques to refine them now. Han Feng directly sealed the two soul bodies, and then put the corpses into a special storage ring.
This storage ring was specially used by him to hold "spoils of war." It was set with a high-level spatial isolation formation. Ordinary markers would lose their effect after entering the storage ring.
After doing all this, Han Feng did not relax. He found the place where the soul source was stored here and went there quickly.
Inside the cage for extracting soul source, a large number of soul bodies were wailing and groaning. The tragic scene was unbearable to look at.
Han Feng activated the "Bodhi Sutra" to save all the souls here.
Although Yao Chen and Yao Tianhuo were successfully resurrected, it did not mean that all soul bodies on the Dou Qi Continent were qualified for resurrection.
Just restoring the soul source was enough to stump ninety-nine percent of people.
Han Feng alone obviously didn't have the ability and energy to heal them one by one.
Sending them to be freed quickly was what Han Feng could do now.
Wisps of soul source drilled into Han Feng's body. While saving the soul bodies, the other party also seemed to respond.
Han Feng put his hands together, Buddhist sounds vibrated, and all delusions disappeared at this moment.
"There is one last thing left."
Han Feng's eyes were stern, and he pinched a seal in his hand. A formation arranged long ago flew out of his body.
The method to stop the Soul-Devouring Life-Exterminating Formation was this.
Back then, the Half-Saint of the Hidden Sect, Senior Wang Shu, gave Han Feng an answer. Now, it was time for it to continue to play its role.
The formation turned. In the deepest part of the Earthly Baleful Hall, a blood-red formation had absorbed the grief and despair of countless souls for thousands of years.
The rich baleful qi was almost solid. Suddenly, a subtle formation pattern structure in the formation was gently flicked.
Instantly, the operation of the entire formation changed.
Although there seemed to be no problem generally, looking closely would reveal that its connection function was reversed.
It could still collect baleful qi and form the Soul-Devouring Life-Exterminating Formation surrounding the Central Plains, but if connected with other sub-formations, the result would be mutual cancellation.
Senior Wang's method was indeed wonderful. This problem could only be discovered when the formation was actually running.
As long as the people of the Hun Clan did not activate the Soul-Devouring Life-Exterminating Formation, its problem would be difficult to detect.
Finally, after doing everything, Han Feng returned to the ground.
At this time, Feng Xian had already led the troops to clean up the scene and retreated into the distance.
Han Feng was very fast and could come and go as he pleased, but they couldn't. They had to evacuate completely before the Hall of Souls arrived.
Too late to talk, another two markers in Han Feng's sea of consciousness issued prompts.
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In the distant north-south region, a black giant hall hidden in the barren zone was surrounded by hundreds and thousands of puppets at this time.
Two Sky Demon Puppets at the level of three-star Dou Venerate were suppressing a Hall of Souls Venerable Elder.
"Damn it, why isn't he back yet!"
The Hall of Souls Venerable Elder cursed loudly, because he had already borne pressure that did not belong to him alone. It wouldn't be long before he was taken down by two three-star Dou Venerates.
If another Venerable Elder was present at this time, the situation would definitely not be so difficult.
Just as the Hall of Souls Venerable Elder was losing strength and gradually falling into despair, a pitch-black light suddenly flew from the horizon.
"Finally here!"
"How bold, dare to attack the Hall of Souls!"
The comer was a four-star Dou Venerate, but probably just broke through, and his aura was still a bit unstable.
The two Sky Demon Puppets detected the strength of the comer, the scarlet light in their eyes flashed slightly, and then they launched a suicide attack on the Dou Venerate in front of them without hesitation.
The opponent broke through to four stars temporarily, so it was probably unrealistic to take him down perfectly.
Boom boom!
Under the terrified gaze of the Hall of Souls Venerable Elder, the two Sky Demon Puppets ignored their chests pierced by long spears and hugged the Hall of Souls Venerable Elder tightly.
"No!!!"