At this moment, Han Feng's aura gave people a powerful feeling, like a golden god king, indestructible.

Han Feng did not continue to refine his body with flames. His body had reached a limit.

If I continue to practice, I'm afraid I will really be beaten to death.

After all, his level is still too low.

Han Feng did not continue and headed towards the sixth level of fire domain.

The sixth level of fire domain is called Zi Qi Dong Lai!

The fire on that layer completely turned into purple gas, and the temperature was so high that even if he was frighteningly strong at the moment, he wouldn't be able to last long inside.

Han Feng is still in the fifth level of fire realm, and he plans to break through the realm first.

Although now he does not have the cultivation method in the secret realm of Tao Palace.

But this does not prevent him from forcibly breaking through to the Dao Palace realm, but he cannot open the divine treasure.

Han Feng sat cross-legged and began to continue practicing, hoping to forcefully break through the barrier and set foot in the secret realm of the Taoist Palace.

In the next few days, various strange scenes appeared in the Korean Wind Wheel Sea, with green lotuses swaying and chaotic mist flowing.

The golden sea is surging, the waves are shaking, the sky is blue, there are thunder and lightning...

After a few days, the brilliance gradually faded away, and Han Feng's body surface lost its luster. Gradually, like a dead tree, it withered away, and its vitality no longer flowed out.

This sudden situation shocked Han Feng.

After checking it carefully, he found nothing wrong. He thought there was something wrong with his cultivation.

Then, he remembered that there were nine transformations in the other side of the world.

Han Feng frowned: "It turns out that to reach the top of the other shore, you still need to undergo nine transformations before you can truly break through the Great Perfection of the other shore and ascend to the Dao Palace!"

One day later, his body shriveled up, like a mummy.

As time passed, Han Feng's internal organs stopped functioning and his whole person became lifeless.

The originally crystal-clear bones are now gray and no longer white and clean, as if they are about to decay.

The transformation of the other side of the realm means that the monk's flesh, blood, organs, and bones will wither and become silent.

A different kind of rebirth will then occur, with nine consecutive blood exchanges and bone transformations, completing the transformation.

Han Feng's whole figure seemed to be returning to dust, almost dying, and his vitality seemed to have come to an end.

A bad feeling came over me!

In the next few days, Han Feng's body completely withered like dry wood, without any vitality, and his soul was swaying like a residual fire in the wind, as if it would be extinguished in the next moment.

This situation proved his conjecture.

His nine transformations were superimposed into one.

The bones that were once as crystal clear as jade are now covered with dust and decayed, the divine power has dried up, the skin is like a worn rag, the flesh and blood has lost its vitality and is as dry as paper.

First, Han Feng was so close to death for the first time since he started practicing.

He could feel that the terrifying power of transformation drained all his flesh and blood of vitality.

The soul also began to dissipate under that kind of power.

He knew that if he couldn't survive it, he would really die.

The consciousness began to dim, and the fire of the soul was like a wisp of bean sprout fire, swaying in the residual wind, trembling.

It's like a breeze can blow it away.

His spiritual consciousness was also blinded, plunged into endless darkness, and suffered disaster!

He couldn't figure out where this disaster came from, and why it blinded his mind and made him forget about the transformation of the other side.

Moreover, it suddenly broke out and nine transformations were superimposed, which seemed to directly obliterate him.

He could only persevere hard, keep his mind clear, and prevent himself from falling into a coma.

Once he passes out, the next moment, the fire of the soul swaying in the wind will also be extinguished.

The golden flames in the fifth level of the fire domain also rushed forward again, burning Han Feng like a mummy without any protection.

The Demon Emperor's Sacred Heart, divine power, and methods were all blinded, and could not help Han Feng at all.

This is a disaster that Han Feng needs to overcome by himself!

If you can get through it, you will be transformed successfully; if you can't get through it, you will be in despair.

Han Feng's spiritual consciousness seemed to fall into an abyss of endless darkness, where there was no light.

Endless darkness pressed towards him, leaving him breathless.

At this moment, all I could see was the endless golden flames burning a sitting cross-legged skeleton on the fifth floor of the Fire Realm.

Han Feng's spiritual consciousness struggled desperately in the darkness. He wanted to break the darkness, break through the prison, and see the light of day again!

He was unwilling to just sink into the endless darkness.

He struggled, ran, fought hard, and fought in the darkness.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but in the endless darkness, he saw a flash of light, a flash of light that was so bright that it was a thousand times stronger than the blazing sun, and it was so dazzling that he couldn't open his eyes.

Vaguely, he saw endless Dao patterns, which deeply shocked his soul!

The extremely bright light source suddenly burst out into a brilliant ray of light and shot towards him.

Han Feng's soul was gone, and the next moment, the endless darkness was broken, and the light reappeared.

"Boom!!"

"Boom!"

The body, as dry as a withered bone, made the sound of a beating heart.

"Dong, dong..."

A strong heartbeat, like a drum vibrating, with a thumping sound.

The next moment, an unimaginable vitality revived.

It's like the grass and trees that have experienced the cold winter are rejuvenated and bursting with vitality.

The sonorous sound of steel sounded, the bones continued to creak, the darkness receded, and the snow was as white as jade, crystal clear.

From the bones as white as jade, the flesh and blood grew rapidly and regenerated.

The essence and blood are reborn, the blood is as strong as a dragon, like a river surging, and the sound can be heard far away.

A flawless body reappeared, even the golden flames could not damage it in the slightest.

The whole body is free of dust and dirt, and is crystal clear, shining with brilliance, as brilliant as the sun.

Han Feng woke up faintly, opened his eyes, and a bolt of lightning shot out, which was extremely terrifying.

He went through the ninth level of transformation on the other side without any preparation and without any external force to draw on.

"Why is this happening?" Han Feng whispered.

He couldn't figure out what was going on!

Also, what is that sudden glimpse of light?

This was like a layer of fog, shrouding Han Feng's heart.

He stood up slowly, but there was a dragon roar, the blood in his body was strong, roaring, and when he raised his hand, thunder and lightning followed.

The entire body has undergone a qualitative transformation and is several times stronger than before, as if it has exceeded the limits of the human body.

The internal organs make a sonorous vibrating sound, like music.

"This transformation is so powerful!" Han Feng himself was amazed.

The whole body is full of explosive power, and the divine power in the body is so majestic that it seems to be inexhaustible and extremely terrifying.

He seemed to be able to blow up his former self with one punch.

Even if he crosses the realm and goes against the Taoist monks, Han Feng thinks there is no problem.

This does not seem to be an illusion, but real strength that has undergone unimaginable transformation.

At this moment, his sea of ​​suffering has doubled in size, with golden waves surging, green lotus floating in the distance with mist of chaos, the Demon Emperor's Sacred Heart absorbing the essence of divine power in the divine spring, and then releasing traces of blood energy.

His blood was red with a hint of golden light, crystal clear, like amber.

When all the light disappeared, Han Feng returned to normal, but the golden flame did no harm to him at all, and could not even burn his hair.

After experiencing a bit of extreme death and rebirth, Han Feng's entire temperament has changed, becoming more restrained and calm!
Chapter completed!