It wasn't until the demon giant was completely annihilated by Han Feng that the other five Void Refinement Demons reacted.

They recognized Han Feng's strength and dared not overestimate their abilities by attacking together.

Even with five Void Refinement Demons joining forces, they were still no match for Han Feng.

After he forcefully killed a Void Refinement stage demon, the other four Void Refinement stage demons were terrified and fled into the distance.

But how could Han Feng let the four Void Refinement Demon Clan members go? He killed them all.

Even the demon spirits couldn't escape; they were all devoured by the gold-devouring insects.

"Your technique is quite good. I'll use it when I have the chance."

After Han Feng dealt with the six demons, the secret technique taught by the Holy Ancestor Zi Ling also came to an end.

"You must be Han Feng."

Purple Lotus Saint Ancestor could not hide his shock: "I heard before on the Demon Continent that you killed one of the clones of White Profound Saint Ancestor with your late-stage Nascent Soul cultivation. I thought it was a bit of an exaggeration, but now it seems that it is not an exaggeration at all."

The strength of the six demons, led by the demon giant, far surpassed that of ordinary demons in the Void Refinement stage.

But to her surprise, with this level of strength, she couldn't last even the time it takes for an incense stick to burn in Han Feng's hands.

She felt that even if she hadn't been injured, she could never have ended up like Han Feng.

"Thank you for the compliment, Miss Zi. Now it's your turn to agree to my conditions." Han Feng got down to business.

"Do you want to stay here? There's no one here, but what if...?"

Zi Ling's fair face was already flushed with embarrassment as she looked around at her surroundings.

The two were in a desolate mountain, surrounded by forests.

She has been practicing Taoism for so long, she must know some things.

For example, some old monsters like to play with romance and deliberately bring their partners or mistresses to these deep mountains.

Could it be that Han Feng also likes this style?

Zi Ling was very unwilling, but she had no choice but to agree.

Han Feng's strength far surpassed hers, leaving her with no other choice.

"Don't misunderstand."

Han Feng explained, "My condition is that I want to ask you a few questions, namely, why are you being chased by these people?"

"It's that simple?" Zi Ling was somewhat incredulous.

"Otherwise what? The rumors outside are all false, deliberately trying to belittle me," Han Feng explained without batting an eye.

“I think so too.” Zi Ling had no choice but to nod.

The Holy Ancestor Zi Ling began to recount the ins and outs of the matter. Her true cultivation level was at the Mahayana stage, and she was also a Holy Ancestor among the Demon Clan.

While exploring a secret realm with Bai Xuan Shengzu and others, she discovered a great treasure inside.

Bai Xuan Saint Ancestor betrayed her at the last minute, joining forces with other Saint Ancestors to attack her, and her true form unfortunately perished.

However, Bai Xuan Shengzu did not let her go because of this. While she was still in the secret realm, he ordered his subordinates to hunt down Zi Ling's clone.

Of the six clones, only one escaped; the rest perished.

Fortunately, this clone escaped to Tiannan; otherwise, it would have been difficult for it to survive.

"That's how it is. If you have any further questions, please feel free to ask."

“You still have a lot to say. I’ll give you one more chance. Say it all at once.”

Han Feng wasn't a newcomer to cultivation, so naturally he wouldn't trust Zi Ling so easily.

“It’s true, I’m not lying,” Zi Ling insisted.

"Since you're serious, how about we change the conditions? This place is beautiful with clear waters and lush mountains, perfect for dual cultivation. What do you think?" Han Feng said with a smile.

Zi Ling blushed slightly: "We found a great treasure in the secret realm. After I obtained it, Bai Xuan led the other Holy Ancestors to besiege me, which led to my physical death."

"You still have a lot to say. If I'm not mistaken, this clone of yours should be your true form." Han Feng's eyes gleamed with a sharp light.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Zi Ling's face turned pale.

"Don't try to use those tricks on me. My spiritual cultivation technique is just right to sense whether the soul is intact."

"But I sensed that your soul is intact. Logically speaking, since your main body perished, the soul of your clone should have been damaged. How could it be intact?" Han Feng's smile turned somewhat cold.

“No wonder Bai Xuan hates you so much. It seems you do have some skills. Even Bai Xuan doesn’t know what’s going on, but you were able to find out.” Zi Ling didn’t try to hide it anymore.

"Since you've admitted it, show me the treasure you obtained."

Han Feng wanted to see what kind of treasure had caused Bai Xuan Sheng Zu and several other Mahayana cultivators to fight each other.

"Step back so I can give it to you."

Zi Ling then realized that the humans in front of her were not as easy to deal with as she had imagined.

"You don't want to run away? I advise you to give up."

Han Feng spent 30,000 top-grade spirit stones to conduct three life simulations.

All three life simulations were designed to prevent Zi Ling from escaping, as Zi Ling was a Mahayana cultivator.

Some of the methods used were beyond Han Feng's foresight; Zi Ling managed to escape in all three life simulations.

If he had more time, he would have liked to continue the life simulation.

Seeing that Han Feng was staring at her, Zi Ling didn't make any further moves.

The two were locked in a stalemate, with a clear sense of mutual indifference between them.

Finally, Han Feng broke the deadlock and came to Zi Ling's side.

He lifted Ziling up in his arms, and a captivating fragrance wafted towards him.

The supple waist and slender, long legs offer a unique tactile experience when touched.

Han Feng looked at Zi Ling's pretty face, and his heart started beating much faster.

This exquisitely beautiful face was definitely one of the few beautiful faces he had ever seen.

If we were to compare them, only Nangong Xian's face could rival it.

What are you going to do?

Zi Ling tried to break free, but she was no match for Han Feng's strength.

"Keep your things. We'll stick to the original terms."

Han Feng made a move to unbutton her clothes, preparing to do something indecent.

Zi Ling soon found herself unable to endure it; she had cultivated for thousands of years and had never had a dual cultivation session with anyone.

Now that a strange man is embracing her, the strange feeling in her heart intensifies.

The thought of having to engage in dual cultivation with him in this desolate wilderness made Zi Ling feel that she might as well be dead.

Han Feng also noticed Zi Ling's unusual behavior and realized that her mental defenses would collapse if she went too far.

He often played around with his teacher's wife and learned a lot from her.

"You'll feel a little uncomfortable at first, but you'll fall in love with it after one time," Han Feng said, adding a touch of pressure.

Just as Han Feng was about to undress Zi Ling, Zi Ling finally couldn't bear it any longer: "No, I'll give it to you."

"That's more like it."

Han Feng then withdrew his hand.

However, out of caution, he did not leave Zi Ling's side.

Zi Ling took out a small tree from her dantian. The small tree looked no different from the usual one.

But when Han Feng carefully sensed it, he discovered that the sapling contained a rich life force.

The life force was so strong that he felt much younger with every breath.