The space was distorted and Mu Qingxiao's figure had already arrived at the top of the tall building. There were no guards here, which saved her a lot of trouble. Finally, she chased the aura and arrived at a large living room.
At this moment, Han Feng was sitting in the living room and conversing with a middle aged man.
Han Feng was wearing a green colored robe. His face had a smile like he was bathing in the spring breeze. His temperament was refined and gave people a kind of amiable feeling.
Mu Qingxiao only glanced at him and did not specially observe him. Han Feng was currently a tier 7 alchemist. His powerful spirit was extremely sensitive to his senses. Once he was exposed, he could only be forcefully killed.
"Do you have any leads on the matter of the 'Black Mark City'?"
"I am useless and did not find any traces of the murderer. The whereabouts of the 'Yin-Yang Mysterious Dragon Pill' is also unknown."
As he spoke, the middle aged man at the peak of the Da Dou Shi class continued, "But I guess that this matter is likely unrelated to the 'Black Skeleton Tomb'. Fan Ling was killed without any resistance under the protection of two Dou Lings. The murderer is most likely of the Dou Wang class."
Han Feng was expressionless. He mused for a moment and said, "You don't have to bother about the matter of the 'Black Mark City'. Now, there is a matter that requires you to make a trip to the Jia Nan Academy and pass the information to the manager inside."
"Yes, I will go and do it now." Hearing this, the Da Dou Shi respectfully withdrew.
After the man left the tall building, Han Feng's finger gently tapped on the table. He eyed the scene outside the window and descended into deep thought.
"Buzz buzz!"
Just as Han Feng was deep in thought, a sharp rushing wind sound was suddenly transmitted from beside his ear. He recovered and a piercing pain swept through his heart from his throat.
"Grug!"
As hot fresh blood sprayed out, Han Feng's head was tossed high into the air. His body fell weakly to the ground.
Immediately, a cluster of deep blue colored flame carried an illusionary spirit as it appeared from his body. Han Feng's expression was ferocious as he looked at the black robed figure in front of him.
The deep blue colored flame was none other than the 'Sea Heart Flame' that was ranked fifteenth on the 'Heavenly Flame Ranking'.
Eyeing Han Feng's spirit, Mu Qingxiao said, "You have really stepped into a tier 7 alchemist."
"Bastard, who are you? Why do you want to kill me!"
Mu Qingxiao held the Soul Sword in his hand and glanced at the depths of the courtyard. It was all thanks to the Dou Zong in the courtyard that Han Feng had let down his guard, allowing him to behead him in one strike.
At this moment, Han Feng looked at Mu Qingxiao and bared his teeth. Clearly, he did not understand how Mu Qingxiao had managed to hide from the experts in the dark and come here.
"Of course it's because someone sent me to take your dog life. However, you also have something that interests me."
"Who is it? Who is it?"
Mu Qingxiao smiled disdainfully. The Dou Zong in the courtyard had already attacked. The Nine Heavens Glazed Flame appeared and formed a net, directly enveloping Han Feng's spirit and the Sea Heart Flame.
"It's someone you wouldn't even dream of. Oh right, thank you for your Yin-Yang Profound Dragon Pellet."
Just as his words fell, Han Feng's pupils constricted. He did not expect that the matter of Black Mark City was also the doing of this black-robed person in front of him.
After which, he felt that his spirit was about to be torn apart. He let out a miserable shriek, "What kind of flame is this? I beg you to let me go. I'll give you whatever you want."
Mu Qingxiao smiled disdainfully. He did not dare to let go of a person like Han Feng who had betrayed his master and ancestors. This kind of person would do anything to achieve his goal. Letting him go would be a great disaster.
Moreover, he had made a promise to Yao Chen. Even if he did not make a promise, Han Feng must die. The Nine Heavens Glazed Flame surged into his spirit. In the blink of an eye, Han Feng disappeared from this world with various complicated emotions.
"I need both your life and the Heavenly Flame!"
Han Feng's spirit disappeared. With a curl of his finger, a storage ring appeared in his hand. Immediately, the surrounding space distorted and Mu Qingxiao disappeared.
Just as Mu Qingxiao disappeared, the space in the living room of the tall building distorted. Immediately, a black figure appeared out of nowhere. This person was covered in a black robe and his body emitted an incomparably sinister aura.
"You actually dare to kill someone in front of my eyes and snatch the Sea Heart Flame. How arrogant!"
After glancing at Han Feng's corpse, the space distorted and the black-robed person's figure disappeared. He chased in the direction that Mu Qingxiao had disappeared.
A couple of minutes after leaving Han Feng's mansion, Mu Qingxiao frowned. He immediately landed on the top of the tall building and looked to the west. He softly muttered, "Originally, I did not want to come into contact with the 'Hall of Souls' now. Looks like I have no choice but to do so."
Over ten seconds later, the space above became distorted. Soon after, a figure hidden in a black robe and holding a black chain appeared in his sight.
The 'Hall of Souls' was originally the largest faction in the Central Plains. It was a subsidiary faction of the ancient Hun clan. In ancient times, it was known as the Hun clan and was one of the eight ancient clans.
The Hun clan possessed an independent space that was comparable to the Gu clan's Gu Realm. It was called the Hun Realm. The 'Hall of Souls' was arrogant and despotic. They searched the entire continent for various spiritual bodies. They were an organization formed by spiritual bodies and were the strongest faction on the Dou Qi continent.
There were countless experts in the 'Hall of Souls'. Mu Qingxiao did not wish to kill the weakest one and end up attracting trouble.
"Eight star Dou Huang. What method did you use to hide from my sight? Moreover, you seem to have comprehended the profoundness of space. What a shocking talent. "
The black-robed person stared at Mu Qingxiao, who was covered in a black robe. His voice was cold as he said, "It is fine if you do not want to speak. I will find you myself later. Leave your spirit behind."
By being able to kill Han Feng under his nose and comprehend the profoundness of space at the Dou Huang class, this person definitely could not be left alive. Otherwise, he would definitely be a threat in the future.
Mu Qingxiao smiled with disdain and said, "You want to kill me with just your four star Dou Zong cultivation? Are you dreaming?"
"Oh? You are actually able to see through my cultivation. Looks like you are hiding quite a number of secrets. All the more I cannot leave you alive! "The 'Hall of Souls' Dou Zong laughed coldly. The black sinister chain swept toward Mu Qingxiao in a lightning-like manner.
The black metal chain swept over, appearing to be able to extend endlessly. A thought passed through Mu Qingxiao's mind and the Soul Sword appeared in his hand. He slashed at the chain.
"Clang!"
A Dou Zong was indeed worthy of being a Dou Zong. The powerful strength of the chain caused Mu Qingxiao to fly back. Finally, she stopped five meters away.
There were some mysterious symbols carved on the black chain. The moment one came into contact with it, one's spirit would feel a thread of coldness. This chain likely had an obvious effect on one's spirit.
At this moment, the 'Hall of Souls' Dou Zong was standing in the air in a daze. He grabbed the chain and looked at the trace of sword scar on it. He appeared to have descended into a great shock.
A moment later, the cold voice once again sounded, "The longsword in your hand is really strange. It is actually able to damage a soul weapon. You clearly only have the cultivation of an eight star Dou Huang, but the strength that you can erupt with is equivalent to a two star Dou Zong. I have really underestimated your talent."
"However, this Dou Zong loves to imprison the spirits of geniuses. Seeing their terrified expressions is even more satisfying than eating an elixir. Hand over your spirit."
The black chain had already swept out while he spoke. Its strength and speed were a couple of times faster than before. Seeing that Mu Qingxiao was troublesome, the 'Hall of Souls' Dou Zong did not dare to slight her.
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