1618: C1618 Mutated Purple Cloud Soul!

C1618 Mutated Purple Cloud Soul!

Apart from that, the red-haired man also hoped that Han Feng would keep the True Flame Pill, and use it to break through in the future. Good steel must be used on the edge of a blade. Only then would it be able to display the full effects of the True Flame Pill.

Thinking from another perspective, the red-haired man felt that there was a high chance that he would put away the True Flame Pill first instead of immediately swallowing and refining it.

As long as the other party did this, the red-haired man was confident that he would be able to join forces with his comrades and snatch back all of the things he had lost.

Unfortunately, the red-haired man didn't know that Han Feng had Nine Flames Heavenly Fire Towers and Lil 'Fatty. Although the True Flame Pill had surpassed the sixth-grade and reached the seventh-grade, it was the worst of the seven.

The Purplish Black Fire was only equivalent to the sixth grade Divine Flame. If Han Feng were to refine it himself, he definitely wouldn't be able to refine the True Flame Pill into a origin fluid.

However, if Little Fatty were to do it himself, it wouldn't be a problem. Unless he reached an extremely high grade divine pill of the seventh grade or a divine pill that surpassed the seventh grade, Little Fatty wouldn't be able to do anything about it.

This was probably the advantage of a divine artifact's artifact spirit.

As long as the True Flame Pill was in Han Feng's hands, it wouldn't take long for Han Feng to absorb and refine it. Furthermore, he could absorb 100% of the medicinal effect. This would definitely be much better than an ordinary True Flame Pill.

Han Feng naturally understood the importance of the Purple Cloud Divine Fruit. However, given his current situation, he needed the True Flame Pill even more.

It wasn't as if Han Feng didn't know about the two companions of the red-haired man. He also knew that the red-haired man was the worst among the three of them. At the very least, the Cultivation base on the surface seemed to be the worst. It was only at the late stages of the sixth tribulation True God realm.

The white-robed swordsman was at the peak of the early stage, a man who had fused spatial abilities with him. He was also a middle stage True God of the sixth tribulation!

Even the red-haired man was so strong. Facing the white-robed swordsman and the black-haired man, Han Feng did not have much confidence, unless the Cultivation base broke through again.

In the end, Han Feng chose to agree.

Perhaps this decision was unbelievable to some people, but Han Feng thought he had profited.

He had the Nine Flames And Strange Fire Art, so it was much easier for him to improve the quality of his Divine Origin compared to others. Even if the improvement of the Nine Flames And Strange Fire Art didn't make his Divine Soul and Divine Body improve much, it was still not an improvement.

Compared to the other True Gods, it was much easier for Han Feng to break through the limit of the True God realm in the future. This was the real reason why Han Feng was willing to give up on the three Purple Cloud Divine Fruits.

"What a pity. If I had been a little stronger, I would have killed this man here. Not only the True Flame Pill, but also the Purple Cloud Divine Fruits. " Han Feng's undisguised pity made the red-haired man's face twitch, but he could only endure it.

This was the privilege of a powerhouse!

"I am the royal Huang Zheqi of the Lu Province. People call me Young Master Zhe Qi. May I know your name?" The combat strength that Han Feng displayed made Huang Zheqi treat Han Feng as a person of the same level. Therefore, telling his name was a form of acknowledgment in some aspects.

Similarly, asking for Han Feng's name also meant the same thing.

If it was a weakling, Huang Zheqi wouldn't bother to remember his name.

"Han Feng!" Han Feng said faintly.

"Han Feng, the next time we meet, I will take back everything I have lost!" Huang Zheqi said ruthlessly and threw the Pill to Han Feng. After that, he suddenly flew into the distance, afraid that Han Feng would go back on his word.

Han Feng took the True Flame Pill. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with it, he felt relieved.

"Little Fatty, how long will it take for you to refine this True Flame Pill?"

"A grade seven Divine Pill. Although it is the worst grade, it has already surpassed the current level of the Purplish Black Fire. It will take about a month. Even if I work hard, it will still take more than ten days. " Lil 'Fatty replied.

"Half a month or even close to a month? That's perfect. During that time, we'll try our best to break through to the 25th level. When there's no limit to the number of people, we'll be able to find a place to absorb the True Flame origin fluid. " Han Feng smiled slightly and was somewhat impatient.

The time needed to absorb a grade seven divine origin fluid would not be short. Han Feng did not dare cultivate below the twenty-fifth level. At that time, even if his strength increased, he would have no choice but to leave the Purple Cloud Divine Pagoda.

. . .

Han Feng had already gathered the Purple Cloud Key and quickly ascended to the twenty-second level.

At this level, Han Feng was very sure that he was already at the Top. No one should have reached the twenty-second level yet.0

If Huang Zheqi hadn't wasted a lot of time waiting for the Purple Cloud Divine Fruit, he would have reached the 22nd level by now.

On the twenty-second level, the Purple Cloud Divine Beast's strength was equivalent to an ordinary mid-Fifth Tribulation True God, just like Han Feng's Cultivation base.

With the help of his grade six Top Divine Origin, Han Feng's attack was comparable to the strength of a peak late Fifth Tribulation True God. It wasn't too difficult for him to kill the mid Fifth Tribulation True God Purple Cloud Divine Beast.

A few days later, Han Feng reached the twenty-third level.

Following that, the twenty-fourth level arrived at the twenty-fifth level.

"Little Fatty, have you finished refining the True Flame Pill?"

"Not yet. There's still some time. Just find a place to wait. "

Han Feng nodded and turned into a streak of light that disappeared into the horizon.

Before long, the True Flame origin fluid had already been refined by Little Fatty.

A smile appeared on Han Feng's face.

Just as he was about to enter secluded cultivation, a huge change suddenly occurred in the world of the twenty-fifth level.

Han Feng's expression turned ugly as he discovered that an unprecedented Qi had locked onto him, making it impossible for him to escape. This Qi had locked onto him, something that Han Feng had never encountered before. It was something that made him unable to resist at all.

"This. . . This is. . . " Han Feng couldn't help but panic in his heart. Even a Ninth Tribulation True God might not make him feel so insignificant.

"It's the Purple Cloud Divine Pagoda!" Lil 'Fatty's tone was solemn.

Han Feng was stunned. "What!? Purple Cloud Divine Pagoda? Why is the Purple Cloud Divine Pagoda locking onto me?"

" I'm afraid it's not just you! " Lil 'Fatty squinted his eyes.

Han Feng immediately flew away. He was shocked to find that the purple cloud in the sky was rolling and locking onto him. It was the purple cloud.

The purple cloud was constantly on the opposite side. The fluctuation of the aura was extremely terrifying. This aura caused the space in the twenty-fifth level to tremble, especially the space around the purple cloud. It was constantly collapsing and healing.

In the next moment, Han Feng's pupils shrank. The purple cloud suddenly began to split apart, turning into dozens of balls of purple light that shot out in all directions. One of them was heading towards Han Feng.

Han Feng's expression changed slightly. Who knew what this strange purple ball of light was?

He wanted to dodge or attack to scatter this purple light, but he was shocked to find that his body was unconsciously unable to move. The purple light went straight into Han Feng's forehead.

After that, Han Feng's expression turned weird, mixed with some wild joy.

When the purple ball of light rushed into his divine soul, Han Feng already knew the name of this purple ball of light. It was called the Purple Cloud Soul!

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