The Burning Flame Valley was located in the depths of the Blazing Fire Mountain Range.
The earth within a hundred miles was red, and the scorching heat waves dyed the sky crimson.
From a distance, it looked like a flaming mountain, never extinguished all year round.
The rich fire attribute aura made this place a blessed land for fire attribute cultivators.
Some fire attribute rogue cultivators would come here to cultivate after obtaining permission.
Han Feng stepped on the void, his body like an afterimage, flying over the Blazing Fire Mountain Range.
Wherever he passed, magma surged, forming pillars of fire in mid-air, as if welcoming their king.
Han Feng stopped steadily at the entrance of the spatial barrier of the Burning Flame Valley and took out the letter Sun Yu gave him.
Ripples of space spread out. This was a barrier strong enough to defend against attacks from Dou Venerate experts.
A moment later, sounds of breaking through the air came from inside the barrier.
"Sir, what is your purpose in coming to my Burning Flame Valley?"
A long voice passed through the barrier and came to the outside world.
"Elder Sun Yu recommended me to come to the Burning Flame Valley. This is his letter."
Han Feng said.
After a short silence, the letter was swallowed by space. The person inside the barrier browsed through it and seemed to spend some time confirming the secret marks in the letter.
After confirming it was correct, a man walked out of the barrier.
He looked Han Feng up and down, then cupped his fists and bowed: "Senior, please!"
Crossing the spatial barrier, behind it was a lush green world, completely different from the violent and hot volcanoes outside.
A world of its own, truly worthy of a force inherited from a Dou Saint.
The man stretched out his hand to signal, and ahead was a bluestone slab street.
"Senior, I will take you to see the Valley Master now."
Elder Sun's letter had clearly stated Han Feng's intention, and the man also knew that Han Feng was a powerful alchemist.
There was also some encrypted information on the letter, which only high-level elders had the method to know, but the revealed information was enough to show that Han Feng's identity was extraordinary.
Passing the bluestone bridge, some disciples of the Burning Flame Valley entered Han Feng's sight.
They wore uniform training clothes, squatting in horse stance uniformly under the morning sun, tempering their muscles and bones.
Most of the outer disciples had low cultivation and were young. They were the future hope of the Burning Flame Valley.
They would go through layers of selection in the future to filter out the best talents to enter the Inner Hall of the Burning Flame Valley for further study.
Looking at this group of energetic young men and women, Han Feng remembered how Lin Xian'er and Qing Lin used to cultivate.
He wondered how they were doing now.
"Senior, this way."
The man led the way in front.
Since the other party was not a Dou King level expert but just a patrol disciple, he couldn't take Han Feng to the Inner Hall quickly.
The man took Han Feng to a brightly decorated building and knocked on the door.
"Who is it!"
A curly-haired burly man walked out of the door. He was robust, with a back like a tiger and a waist like a bear, looking like a cultivator suitable for close combat at first glance.
"Deacon Tang, this is the alchemist recommended by Elder Sun Yu. Please take him to the Inner Hall."
"Alchemist?"
Tang Lei looked at Han Feng carefully and nodded: "I'll lead the way. You go busy with other things."
The man bowed respectfully to the two, then his figure flickered, jumped onto the treetop, and went away stepping on leaves.
Tang Lei briefly glanced at Sun Yu's letter. When he saw a certain title on the letter, his heart was suddenly startled.
"So it's Grandmaster Han!"
In the letter written by Sun Yu, not only were the words quite respectful, but he also praised Han Feng everywhere.
If he hadn't known that this old guy wasn't the type to brag, Tang Lei really wouldn't dare to believe that the seemingly young man in front of him would be an alchemy grandmaster!
In the alchemy world, the seventh grade was called master, and the eighth grade would be called grandmaster.
The title Sun Yu used in the letter had indirectly pointed out the grade of Han Feng's alchemy skills.
Han Feng nodded slightly as a response to this Deacon surnamed Tang.
Tang Lei's cultivation was not high, only at the level of a four-star Dou Emperor.
In front of an alchemy grandmaster like Han Feng, he was really a minion.
Tang Lei dared not neglect, cupped his fists and bowed to Han Feng, then spread his red Dou Qi wings and flew into mid-air.
Without needing his reminder, Han Feng stepped on the void in an instant and was already standing behind him.
Such terrifying speed shocked Tang Lei's heart again.
To be honest, with such an oppressive expert standing behind him, even if Han Feng's aura was completely restrained, the difference in life level still brought huge pressure to Tang Lei.
Tang Lei didn't say much and used his highest speed to head towards the Inner Hall.
Han Feng followed behind him very easily, seemingly like taking a walk.
After flying for a full two hours, the two finally arrived at the center of this hidden world.
Burning Flame Valley!
This valley did not refer to the force, but a real valley.
Towering halls were built from the valley, the roofs piercing through the clouds, connecting to the flame energy of the Blazing Fire Mountain Range outside.
This peculiar construction method was unique and ingenious, making Han Feng's eyes light up.
The taste of the Burning Flame Valley was not bad.
Due to flying at full speed, Tang Lei was panting a bit at this moment. He glanced at Han Feng, who looked normal and even had the leisure to appreciate the scenery and architecture, and silently looked away.
Next time, he wouldn't try so hard no matter what. When leading the way for an expert, he would go as slow as he could.
Anyway, no matter how fast he was, it was turtle speed in the eyes of an expert.
Arriving in front of the main hall of the Burning Flame Valley, Tang Lei took advantage of the walking time to adjust his breath and introduced to Han Feng: "Grandmaster Han, this is the core of my Burning Flame Valley. The Valley Master is inside now. Please follow me."
The burly man said respectful words, creating a wonderful contrast for a moment.
Tang Lei walked in front, his huge footprints shaking the ground and stepping out a small pit.
Suddenly, a white light fell from above and arrived in front of Tang Lei.
"Tang Lei, why are you here?"
Tang Yin glanced at this relatively special clansman and asked.
"I'm here to find the Patriarch."
They were all surnamed Tang. For them, Tang Zhen was both the Valley Master and the Patriarch.
"The Patriarch is receiving a distinguished guest. Please wait a moment."
Tang Yin said, while looking at Han Feng beside Tang Lei.
"This is..."
"I was just about to tell you."
Tang Lei opened his mouth, but the words changed at his throat.
"You'd better see for yourself."
He looked forward to Tang Yin's shocked expression.
Sure enough, after reading the letter, Tang Yin exclaimed: "Alchemy Grandmaster!"
He looked at Han Feng excitedly.
"Miss can finally be saved!"
Hearing this, Han Feng realized in his heart. So a direct descendant of the Burning Flame Valley had an accident.
No wonder Elder Sun didn't explain the reason in detail before.
Involving the direct inheritance of a major force, of course, it couldn't be revealed casually.
However, Sun Yu being able to access such confidential information was also impressive.
Tang Lei showed a knowing smile and patted Tang Yin's shoulder.
"How about it, is this news good enough?"
"Of course!"
Tang Yin walked up to Han Feng and bowed respectfully.
"Tang Yin greets Grandmaster Han. I was slightly rude just now, please forgive me, Grandmaster Han."
"It's fine. But can you two tell me the details about the patient?"
Tang Lei and Tang Yin looked at each other and nodded tacitly.
Anyway, they would have to say it eventually, and now in the Burning Flame Valley, they didn't have to worry about anything.
"Here's the thing..."
Some time ago, Tang Huo'er, the daughter of Valley Master Tang Zhen, tried to refine the Nine Dragon Lightning Flame with the cultivation of a Dou Emperor, but failed.
The price of failure was the backlash of the Heavenly Flame.
If the Nine Dragon Lightning Flame wasn't the inherited flame of the Burning Flame Valley and had already tamed part of its wild nature, Tang Huo'er would definitely have been doomed this time, with no chance of survival.
In order to treat his daughter, Tang Zhen invited people from everywhere, collected healing spirit herbs, and hired alchemists at high prices to research methods to restore Tang Huo'er's injuries.
Unfortunately, the injury from a Heavenly Flame was something even a Dou Venerate dared not underestimate. A few alchemists with poor skills certainly had no way to completely heal Tang Huo'er's injuries.
So, just three days ago, Tang Zhen invited an expert from the Pill Tower.
He thought if it were an elder of the Pill Tower, the problem should be solved.
"Heavenly Flame..."
Hearing this term, a glint flashed in Han Feng's eyes.
Nine Dragon Lightning Flame, ranked twelfth on the Heavenly Flame Ranking, possessed the power to transform and clone, and control lightning.
The mature fire spirit could merge into one or turn into nine fire dragons at any time.
If one could refine the Nine Dragon Lightning Flame, it would be very beneficial to the cultivator's soul power.
Multi-tasking, cloning and transforming, and lightning resistance.
Soul bodies were naturally afraid of lightning, but if one mastered the Nine Dragon Lightning Flame, one could improve the soul's resilience and eliminate the weakness of fear of lightning.
Time passed minute by minute, and finally someone walked out of the main hall.
An old man with white hair, and a tall middle-aged man who bowed and said something to the old man.
The white-haired old man shook his head: "This is already the best method to wake your daughter up. As for a few years later, instead of thinking about breaking through the bottleneck, it's better to enjoy life."
Tang Zhen looked ugly.
But the white-haired old man didn't care at all, shook his head, turned, and left.
Han Feng watched this scene from a distance. The white-haired old man wore the badge of the Pill Tower on his chest. Judging from the grade, he should be a seventh-grade alchemist.
And that middle-aged man was undoubtedly the Valley Master of the Burning Flame Valley, Tang Zhen.
Pity the parents' hearts. The dignified five-star Dou Venerate expert had a face full of haggardness. He seemed to have had a very difficult time these days.
"Patriarch, what did the alchemist from the Pill Tower say?"
Tang Yin immediately went up to ask.
Tang Zhen shook his head.
"He said it's difficult for Huo'er to recover. In the future, I'm afraid..."
Tang Yin looked dim upon hearing this.
As Tang Zhen's cousin, he also loved his niece Tang Huo'er very much.
Now hearing that this outstanding junior suffered such a disaster, Tang Yin felt tight in his heart.
"Forget it, let's take it one step at a time."
Tang Zhen sighed.
"Patriarch, don't be discouraged. Tang Lei brought an eighth-grade alchemist. Maybe there is still a chance."
"Eighth-grade alchemist?!"
Tang Zhen said in surprise.
The Pill Tower also had eighth-grade alchemists, but the eighth-grade alchemists of the Pill Tower would follow the neutrality rules of the Pill Tower and generally would not take action casually.
"Tang Lei? How did he find an eighth-grade alchemist?"
Tang Zhen wondered.
"Actually, it was recommended by Elder Sun Yu."
Tang Yin replied.
"That Grandmaster Han has a request for the Burning Flame Valley."