Nine Flames Sovereign

3Phantom Patriarch never expected Han Feng's eyesight to be so sharp. He was able to see Han Feng's current condition in an instant.     3

    

Indeed, as a Saint Realm expert, not only did Phantom Patriarch have the saint realm skill that he had comprehended, he also had the powerful Heaven-rank Martial Skill. No matter which one it was, it could be said that he was a Top Heaven-rank Top-quality.    

    

But. . .    

    

Back then, Phantom Patriarch's talent wasn't that great. It could be said that in order to increase his strength, Phantom Patriarch had used all kinds of evil techniques. Finally, by absorbing the resentment of countless dark souls and dead people, he managed to cultivate a Yin Ghost Body.    

    

It was precisely because of this Yin Ghost Body that Phantom Patriarch was called Phantom Patriarch.    

    

All of Phantom Patriarch's Heaven-rank techniques required the combination of this Yin Ghost Body. Without the Yin Ghost Body, all the effects would be greatly reduced.    

    

Phantom Patriarch, who could only unleash forty to fifty percent of the Martial Skill's power, was indeed stronger than a Heaven-rank, but there was a limit to what he could do.    

    

If one were to use the Beidu University Inner Academy's ranking list to calculate, it would be considered to be one of the top existences on the Prominent Divine Ranking. He could not even be compared to the experts on the Half Divine Ranking, and he could not even be compared to a Top existence on the Prominent Divine Ranking.    

    

As for the saint realm secret art, it was not that easy to use it. If it was a normal thought of a Saint Realm expert, there might be a possibility. But Phantom Patriarch. . . . . .    

    

When one reached the saint realm, the absolute arts they needed to use were basically comprehended by themselves. They relied on their own comprehension to continuously increase the power and level of their absolute arts. If they wanted to inherit the absolute arts of the other Saint Realm experts, they had to have a high compatibility with them.    

    

But even so, it was impossible for the compatibility to reach 100%. In other words, if they inherited the ultimate art of another Saint Realm expert, they would never be able to cultivate it to its peak state.    

    

Unless he could transform this saint realm skill into a skill that was suitable for him.    

    

Phantom Patriarch had become a saint realm with the help of the Yin Ghost Body. Naturally, the skill that he comprehended needed the Yin Ghost Body more than the Heaven-rank Martial Skill.    

    

In other words, it was impossible for Phantom Patriarch, who possessed Wei Wentai's body with his mind right now, to use the ultimate skill of an saint realm.    

    

After all, the mind was still a thought. It was only formed by a trace of the Saint Realm expert's Primordial Spirit Power. In essence, it was a spiritual force, not a physique.    

    

Unless Phantom Patriarch could reach the Saint Realm Small Success realm and create a true avatar of the will, only then would he be able to use some of the strength of his physique.    

    

. . .    

    

Phantom Patriarch said with a gloomy face, "Kid, you really surprised me, but so what? Even if the strength I can unleash is only slightly stronger than the limit of Heaven-rank, it still exceeds the strength of Heaven-rank. "    

    

"As for you, puny little thing, your Cultivation base is merely an Eighth Star Heaven-rank Early Period. It seems like the combat strength you have just unleashed is your limit, but it is only an Eleventh Star, not even a Twelve-star. "    

    

"With such strength, how can you compare with me?"    

    

"Or. . . Do you plan to use the Spiritual Tool you used to deal with the Green Light Profound Tortoise King to deal with me? However, I didn't stay in this kid surnamed Wei's body for nothing. Through this kid's eyes, I have thoroughly researched your Spiritual Tool. "    

    

" Even if you rely on that Spiritual Tool, you won't be able to fight against me! "    

    

Han Feng's expression did not change, but a trace of surprise flashed across his heart.    

    

As expected of the Saint Realm expert. Even though it was just a thought, his eyesight was very good.    

    

With just a few glances outside, it had already seen through the Heaven's Net chessboard and estimated the power level of the chessboard.    

    

What a pity. . .    

    

Han Feng revealed a strange smile. His strongest trump card was not the Heaven's Net.    

    

Suddenly, the thick smell of blood carried a shocking power. Like a storm, the storm gradually weakened. Finally, a long saber shining with a dazzling white light appeared in Han Feng's hand.    

    

Vaguely, there seemed to be a roar.    

    

"This is. . . The most Top Top-quality Spiritual Tool!!" Sensing the power coming from the Blood Drinking White Dragon Saber, Phantom Patriarch's face finally couldn't help but change.    

    

The most Top Top-quality Spiritual Tools, even some powers with Saint Realm experts might not have them.    

    

An ordinary Saint Realm expert would only possess an ordinary Top Top-quality Spiritual Tool, and it was even more likely that it was a Top-grade Top-quality Spiritual Tool.    

    

Phantom Patriarch had killed countless people and collected countless Martial Skills. Among them, there was no lack of Heaven-rank Top-quality Top-qualitys, but none of them had such high quality Martial Skills.    

    

Phantom Patriarch couldn't help but look at Han Feng with envy.    

    

Why?    

    

The jealousy of geniuses and Han Feng made Phantom Patriarch's killing intent grow stronger and stronger.    

    

"Your weapon is not bad, but I wonder how much you have mastered?"    

    

"Evil Spirit Curse!"    

    

Phantom Patriarch roared furiously. The sky suddenly darkened, and a creepy voice echoed in Han Feng's ears all of a sudden.    

    

Han Feng's pupils contracted, and he saw countless vengeful spirits appearing in the sky.    

    

None of these vengeful spirits were intact. Some of them had lost their arms, some had lost their legs, and some even had a huge wound on their abdomen.    

    

Some had their eyes gouged out and their ears cut off.    

    

These wraiths had savage expressions on their faces, and their thick resentment filled the entire space.    

    

Just by being touched by the resentment, Han Feng's entire body trembled.    

    

These vengeful spirits wandered in the sky. Not long after, these vengeful spirits seemed to have received some sort of command, and all of them pounced towards Han Feng.    

    

Every vengeful spirit carried a terrifying power and tremendous resentment.    

    

"Blood Drinking White Dragon Blade - Blood Drinking White Dragon Kill!!"    

    

Han Feng did not dare to be careless when facing Phantom Patriarch and these vengeful spirits. His first move was the second level of the Blood-drinking Nine Dragons Blade's three major killing moves.    

    

The bloody energy formed a huge white dragon. It roared furiously and spun around Han Feng to meet these vengeful spirits. After that, it swallowed all of them.    

    

When the wraiths were swallowed by the white dragon, a gray grievous energy appeared on the white dragon's body.    

    

After devouring about half of the wraiths, the white dragon could no longer hold it in. Its body turned from white to gray, and the bloody energy almost disappeared. Its body was filled with gray resentment.    

    

Boom!!    

    

When it reached its limit, the white dragon exploded, and a deep crater instantly appeared on the ground. At the same time, the explosive power continued to surge in all directions.    

    

Under this wild and violent power, many vengeful spirits were directly destroyed.    

    

"Hmph!" Phantom Patriarch coldly harrumphed. He waved his sleeve and blocked the incoming attack.    

    

Han Feng held the Blood Drinking White Dragon Saber horizontally in front of him. With the help of the Sky Fire Armor's defense, his entire body was pushed back several hundred meters.    

    

Two long marks were left on the ground by Han Feng's feet.    

    

"Phew. . . Phew. . . " With great difficulty, he blocked these impact waves, and the Vital Spirit in Han Feng's body began circulating rapidly.    

    

"Blood Drinking White Dragon Destruction!!"    

    

This time, Han Feng did not hesitate to unleash the strongest attack of the Blood Drinking White Dragon Saber. He unleashed this attack. Ignoring the large consumption of the Vital Spirit in his body, he instantly merged the fourteen meter long Sky Feather with the Ultimate Day Sacred Flame and the Purple Wings Heavenly Soaring.    

    

At this moment, the power of the wings on Han Feng's back had already surpassed the Heaven-rank Top-quality. In other words, if Han Feng wanted to fly away now, he would have the speed that surpassed the Heaven Ranked Expert.    

    

The Purple Wings Heavenly Wings flapped. Han Feng suddenly flew in a certain direction and escaped.    

    

Han Feng knew very well that at the moment, he still didn't have the ability to kill Phantom Patriarch. Even if it was just a thought.