The temperature in the hall suddenly rose, and several guests who were nearby hurriedly retreated, their sleeves emitting wisps of blue smoke. Han Feng, however, remained motionless, not even the hem of his clothes fluttering—a wisp of silver-blue light flowed around his feet, completely blocking out the heat.
"Nangong Wentian." Han Feng slowly straightened his cuffs. "When Nangong Ao was committing evil deeds, why didn't you discipline him? Now that he's been wronged, he's jumping up and down in anger. This protective attitude of his own is... "Here, it's just too unsightly, isn't it?" He deliberately dragged out his words, "...it's just too ugly."
"You—!" Nangong Wentian's hair and beard bristled as he suddenly raised his right palm, unleashing a crimson palm print that slammed down through the air. The air distorted and exploded wherever it passed—it was none other than the Nangong family's ultimate technique, the "Burning Heaven Palm"!
Han Feng's eyes flashed with a silver-blue light, yet he neither dodged nor evaded. At the critical moment, a streak of azure light flew in from the side and collided with the crimson palm print.
\"boom!\"
The shockwave exploded, causing dust to fall from the beams and pillars of the hall. Dongfang Lin stood beside Han Feng, holding a jade ruyi scepter, wisps of white smoke still rising from its surface.
"Old man Nangong!" Dongfang Lin shouted coldly, "How dare you attack a junior in front of me? Have you no shame?"
Nangong Wentian's face turned ashen: "Dongfang Lin! Are you really going to break ties with the Nangong family for the sake of an outsider?"
"An outsider?" Zhang Jingcheng had somehow appeared on Han Feng's other side, three ancient bronze coins between his withered fingers. "Young friend Han is a distinguished guest of the Zhang family. If you want to harm him, you'll have to get past me first!"
Seeing the situation was turning sour, and knowing that this was not the time to start a war with the other two families, Shangguan Ce quickly jumped in to smooth things over: "Why must you two..."
"Shut up, you old dog Shangguan!" Dongfang Lin interrupted directly. "Don't think I don't know what you're up to. If you dare to interfere today, the Dongfang family will fight you to the death!"
These harsh words made Shangguan Ce's face turn pale and then red. He did indeed intend to use someone else to do his dirty work, but he hadn't expected Dongfang Lin and Zhang Jingcheng to be so adamant. What alarmed him even more was whether Han Feng was truly the Lord of Star Souls? Could he really command such protection from the two great families?
Nangong Wentian suddenly burst into wild laughter: "Good! Very good!" He violently tore open his brocade robe, revealing his muscular upper body, a flame tattoo on his chest pulsating as if alive. "Today, this old man will see if you can protect this little beast!"
Before he finished speaking, he clasped his hands together, and the crimson aura around him instantly solidified into a tangible armor of flames. The tables and chairs in the hall spontaneously combusted without fire, and several Nangong family guards who were nearby screamed and retreated, their skin covered in blisters.
"Burning Heaven Battle Body?" Zhang Jingcheng's pupils contracted. "Old man Nangong, have you gone mad?! Using this move indoors—"
Nangong Wentian ignored him, transforming into a fiery meteor and hurtling straight at Han Feng. Wherever he passed, the floor tiles melted, the air exploded, and the terrifying heat forced Dongfang Lindu to temporarily retreat.
In that split second, Han Feng made a move that surprised everyone—instead of retreating, he took a step forward, his right hand forming a sword shape, and casually pointed forward.
"Star Lock."
A flash of silver-blue light appeared at the fingertip, instantly spreading into countless fine rays, weaving into a vast net to meet the fiery meteor. At the moment of impact, there was no earth-shattering explosion, only a teeth-grinding sizzling sound—the silver-blue rays, like spiderwebs ensnaring moths, gradually sliced and devoured the flames!
"What the hell?!" Nangong Wentian roared from within the flames. He was horrified to discover that his Burning Heaven True Qi, which he had painstakingly cultivated for sixty years, was being broken down and absorbed by some strange force!
Han Feng's lips curled slightly, and his left hand quietly formed a hand seal. "Star Lock," specifically designed to counter attacks of all energy forms. Zero was right; the secret techniques of ancient martial arts families were indeed child's play in the face of the power of stars.
"Nangong asked him," Han Feng's voice suddenly became ethereal and distant, his pupils turning into silver-blue vortexes. "Do you know why I only crippled Nangong Ao and didn't kill him?"
Nangong Wentian was struggling desperately when he heard this and was taken aback.
"Because..." Han Feng suddenly revealed a devilish smile, "I want him to see with his own eyes how the Nangong family is destroyed by your own hands."
These words were like the last straw, completely crushing Nangong Wentian's reason. He let out a roar that was not human, and the flame tattoo on his chest suddenly cracked open, releasing a drop of blood as brilliant as a ruby!
"Patriarch, you mustn't!" the other members of the Nangong family cried out in terror. "Using one's life essence will shorten one's lifespan!"
Shangguan Ce's expression also changed: "Nangong Wentian, calm down! This kid is trying to provoke you!"
But it was too late. The instant that drop of blood merged with the flames, the air in the entire hall seemed to be sucked out, and everyone felt a sense of suffocation. Nangong Wentian's figure expanded in the flames, transforming in the blink of an eye into a three-meter-tall fire giant!
"You little beast..." The fire giant's voice echoed like something from hell, "I'll burn you to ashes!"
Han Feng's smile remained unchanged, but a hint of solemnity flashed in his eyes. He hadn't expected Nangong Wentian to be so reckless, actually using his life essence to forcibly enhance his cultivation. Even he had to be careful dealing with the Burning Heaven Battle Body in this state.
The fire giant had already raised its hand, the size of a door, and was about to strike with destructive force. At the critical moment, Han Feng clasped his hands together, and the power of the stars within his body surged and converged at an unprecedented speed—
\"boom!!!\"
Amidst the deafening explosion, the entire roof of the hall was ripped off by the blast wave. When the smoke cleared, everyone was horrified to see a crater five meters in diameter where Han Feng had stood, with lava faintly visible flowing at the bottom.
Han Feng... disappeared without a trace.
"Hahaha!" The fire giant laughed wildly, "You're all gone! You little beast..."
The conversation abruptly ended. A clear, cold voice came from above him:
"Senior Nangong, would you like to see the stars?"
Nangong Wentian suddenly looked up, his pupils shrinking sharply—he saw Han Feng hovering ten meters in the air, holding a fist-sized silver-blue sphere of light in his hands. Although the sphere was small, it emitted a heart-palpitating aura, as if it contained all the starlight of the night sky.
The most terrifying thing was that Nangong Wentian sensed a power within the sphere of light that could restrain the Burning Heaven True Qi!
"A shooting star falls."
Han Feng spoke slowly and deliberately, then released his grip.
The moment the silver-blue orb left Han Feng's palm, the entire Shangguan family secret realm fell silent.
Time seemed to stretch out, and the trajectory of the fist-sized ball of light as it fell was clearly visible, distorting the air with fine ripples wherever it passed. Nangong Wentian, in his fiery giant form, instinctively crossed his arms to block, and his Burning Heaven True Qi formed seven walls of flame in front of him.
\"boom--!\"
The moment the sphere of light touched the first fire shield, a blinding silver-blue light exploded like a supernova. Shangguan Ce, who was watching the battle, had to raise his hand to shield his eyes. Through his fingers, he saw that the light was not a simple release of energy, but was composed of countless tiny star runes, each of which was devouring the surrounding flames.
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