"You, how can you act like this!"
Fang Han did not speak, but Chen Yan beside him was incredibly indignant. Although she did not know what kind of agreement Fang Han and Young Master Shang had reached, she could now tell that Young Master Shang had made a promise to Fang Han, but after the contract was signed, this promise was withdrawn.
Disregarding the difference in status and cultivation realms between herself and the giant figures present, she spoke up directly.
"Hmph!"
The expressions of several grand figures beside Shang Ziluo all changed, and they let out cold snorts. Meng Haiting of the Zhengyue Sect abruptly stood up and clawed a large hand toward Chen Yan: "A mayfly-like figure, a mere Heavenly Immortal whose life is as precarious as the morning dew, actually dares to speak on such an occasion? It seems you are seeking your own death."
As this large hand expanded and contracted, it emitted bursts of black hole auras, encompassing all phenomena and covering the vast universe, twisting space and time with a single pull.
Within the center of the palm lay hundreds and thousands of great immortal techniques, actually enveloping Fang Han within them as well. Clearly, this was intentional, harboring the specific motive of testing Fang Han's cultivation level.
Fang Han raised his head and faintly waved out a palm strike. It was surprisingly a move from the Seven Forms of Judgment, the Soul's Song of Triumph. It directly counterattacked Meng Haiting's large hand, causing it to crack inch by inch.
Bang!
The two palms produced a loud boom as they collided in the air. Meng Haiting took a step back, his face turning somewhat pale: "What kind of killing move is this?" He had suffered a minor loss in that single clash.
"The Seven Forms of Judgment of the Huangzhou Muye Family!" Shang Ziluo's expression shifted slightly. He stared at Fang Han, scrutinizing him up and down once again. Although he had signed a contract with Fang Han, he still had not clearly seen through the cultivation methods Fang Han practiced.
"Young Master, I am indeed in urgent need of this Holy Spirit Blood. If Young Master is willing to grant it, I can offer the Seven Forms of Judgment, the Dominator Holy Art, in exchange." Fang Han bowed once again, exceedingly respectful and looking highly aggrieved.
"Oh? If you hand over the cultivation method of the Seven Forms of Judgment, that would indeed be establishing a great merit. I will have no further objections to rewarding you with the Holy Spirit Blood."
Shang Ziluo's eyes flashed, and he nodded.
Countless talismans appeared in Fang Han's hands. Upon them condensed clusters of human figures, which finally merged into a book: "Young Master, the cultivation method of the Seven Forms of Judgment is right here."
"Oh?"
Shang Ziluo was about to reach out and take it, but Fang Han's hand pulled back slightly.
Instantly, his expression turned cold, understanding the implication. With extreme reluctance, he took out a jade bottle from within his body. Inside the jade bottle was a clump of dark red blood, resembling a glossy ganoderma or a mushroom, exuding waves of an ancient saint's aura.
"There is no mistake, it is the Holy Spirit Blood…" Fang Han's heart was incredibly stirred, but outwardly he remained impassive as he offered up the cultivation method of the Seven Forms of Judgment.
Shang Ziluo gave a cold snort and finally handed the bottle of Holy Spirit Blood into Fang Han's hands.
As soon as Fang Han obtained it, he immediately stored it into his body and began putting it into the Eight Legions Furnace, preparing to refine it.
However, immediately after, Shang Ziluo spoke up: "This bottle of Holy Spirit Blood is extremely difficult to refine. You had better not waste it; keep it stored away."
"Yes! Young Master!"
Fang Han acted extraordinarily respectfully: "I am indeed unable to refine the Holy Spirit Blood. I will need Young Master to offer much guidance in the future."
He did not act rashly. Deep in his heart, however, a powerful killing intent was brewing: "Once I succeed in refining the Ultimate Ancient Holy Spirit Pill, this Mount Mang is destined to have rivers of blood!"
At the same time, he discovered extremely powerful restriction seals on the bottle holding the Holy Spirit Blood, along with some obscure arrays of immortal techniques fluctuating. Clearly, Shang Ziluo had not genuinely handed over the Holy Spirit Blood. An ordinary Profound Immortal would be completely unable to refine this bottle.
"Alright, you may step down!"
Shang Ziluo waved his hand. "After the banquet concludes, I will give you a few missions. After you complete them properly, I will bestow further rewards."
As he spoke, he ordered Fang Han to stand behind his throne.
Fang Han did not resist either, but followed the instruction. Within the world inside his body, he secretly utilized the Thirty-Three Heavens Ultimate Treasures, circulating the laws of the Reaching Heaven Gate. Simultaneously, he hid that golden infant deep within the Reaching Heaven Gate, concealing all auras completely, and began operating his arts to undergo refinement.
The depths of the Reaching Heaven Gate was an independent world, completely different from the rules of the Heavenly Realm. Any rules of the Heavenly Realm could play no role whatsoever within the Reaching Heaven Gate.
Countless medicinal ingredients, along with the Holy Spirit Blood, began to be refined. Fang Han's massive will descended into the Reaching Heaven Gate, coalescing into another body. This body continuously formed countless hand seals. Suddenly, it pinched down on the jade bottle containing the Holy Spirit Blood. That jade bottle instantly shattered into powder, and countless restriction arts began to detonate. The aura propagated outward, but before it could fly out of the Reaching Heaven Gate, it was annihilated in succession.
The jade bottle carried Shang Ziluo's primal spirit; the moment it was refined, the other party would immediately sense it. However, the Reaching Heaven Gate deeply sealed everything. It was absolutely impossible for Shang Ziluo to know.
"The Ultimate Ancient Holy Spirit, obscurely extant, the heavens and earth vast and boundless, desiring nothing and unyielding…" This avatar of Fang Han's will, expressionless, unleashed the Dao of Termination. In an instant, the Primal Pills he had acquired from Daoist Xuanzhen completely melted, dissolving all those materials one by one.
The Holy Spirit Blood also soared and transformed, turning into the figures of ancient saints. They emitted a vast, holy might that was completely irrepressible.
Yet Fang Han simply waved his hand, and the golden infant suspended in the air emitted the might of a Golden Immortal. It gathered up all those ancient saints, reverting them back into a cloud of blood mist, and drove them into those medicinal ingredients.
Time flowed on. The golden infant merged entirely into the medicinal ingredients. Driven by Fang Han's will, countless explosion sounds instantly resounded within the Reaching Heaven Gate. If the Reaching Heaven Gate had not deathly suppressed it, the pagoda hosting the banquet outside would probably have been shaken into powder.
"King Grade Immortal Pill, Golden Immortal laws, completely enter my body." Fang Han's powerful will pressed down upon these explosions. Twisting and turning a thousand times, the Heaven-Mending Furnace and Eight Legions Furnace unleashed powerful effects during the process of adjusting the vital energy. The Universal Cycle Instrument rotated, and power-type magical treasures like the Heaven-Supporting Pillar and the Heaven-Collapsing Blade began to suppress it. As for the Heaven-Sealing Lock, it tightly locked down the vital energy, not allowing a single trace to leak out.
In this moment, the Thirty-Three Heavens Ultimate Treasures exerted an unimaginably tyrannical role.
Finally!
A pill emitting a powerful golden luster rumbled as it rose into the air.
Upon it, countless saints wrote out Sections of holy Dao education. Powerful holy spirit energy and golden Golden Immortal laws perfectly merged together.
"Good, this King Grade Immortal Pill has finally been refined successfully. In ancient Daoist scriptures, it is recorded that when a King Grade Immortal Pill is born, it must endure Heavenly Realm lightning tribulations and various demonic disasters. However, the Thirty-Three Heavens Ultimate Treasures sealed all vital energy fluctuations. The rules of the Heavenly Realm simply could not sense the birth of this pill, and it was refined completely silently. Merge into my body!"
With a single punch, he shattered this gold-lustered pill and began scattering it into all the acupoints, meridians, and the depths of his mind across his bodily magical treasures.
Countless scars were instantly repaired. The foundational universe within his body underwent earth-shaking changes. The previously devastated universe now actually transformed into a kingdom of pure gold. Fang Han's Profound Immortal laws, tainted with the auras of the Ultimate Ancient Holy Spirit Pill and the Golden Immortal laws, began to evolve.
A surge of Great Luo True Fire suddenly burst forth from his foundational laws. This was not borrowed, but erupted from his own essence.
All of Fang Han's three thousand acupoints transformed into sturdy universal kingdoms. Countless stars were generated with a casual thought, and completely destroyed with another casual thought.
His bones and muscles all transformed into an unimaginably sturdy golden substance, approaching eternal immortality. Deep within his muscles and bones, the golden substance was cast into natural array diagrams, somewhat resembling the chessboard of the Linglong Great Luo Heaven.
This was the Great Luo law.
Not only were all of Fang Han's injuries completely healed, his cultivation had received an unparalleled elevation. Those golden textures and the Great Luo laws permeating his muscles and bones represented that he had cultivated into a half-step Golden Immortal!
Even more terrifying was that, with the total refinement of the Golden Immortal laws, the Great Luo laws were simply too vigorous. They not only densely covered Fang Han's body, but also densely covered all the treasures within the Thirty-Three Heavens Ultimate Treasures and the Eight Legions Pagoda, and even densely covered the Key of the Desolate God. This caused the power and quality of these magical treasures to elevate once again.
"Good, good, good. The Great Luo laws have appeared on these magical treasures too. When I activate the thirty-three times combat power again, just how fierce will it be? I have finally refined the Golden Immortal laws. The current me is already a half-step Golden Immortal mighty figure, capable of unleashing complete power in the Heavenly Realm. As vast as the world is, there is nowhere I cannot go!"
Deep in Fang Han's heart were waves of intense fluctuation. He felt himself incomparably tyrannical, possessing the power to shock the heavens, twist the universe, and grasp the celestial tracks. His ambition was boundless, his killing intent as dense as hemp.
The power of that contract had already been thoroughly refined at the exact moment he advanced to a half-step Golden Immortal mighty figure. That Young Master Shang Ziluo, genius of the Yuhua Sect, only possessed the cultivation of a half-step Golden Immortal mighty figure. Right now, his accumulation was far less profound than Fang Han's, and his power was even less tyrannical than Fang Han's.
It was even more impossible for him to possess wondrous items like the Thirty-Three Heavens Ultimate Treasures.
His contract could not possibly bind Fang Han's body and soul.
Now, however, Fang Han executed the Heaven-Sealing Lock, sealing all of his vital energy within. The people outside could not perceive the earth-shattering changes within his body in the slightest.
They only saw him standing obediently behind Shang Ziluo, not uttering a single word, seemingly having truly taken on the role of a servant.
"Come, Young Master Shang, let me offer you a toast!"
Meng Haiting, the Sect Master of the Zhengyue Sect, approached Shang Ziluo, offering a cup of wine before suddenly transmitting divine sense: "Young Master Shang, this newly accepted servant of yours probably has quite a mysterious background to actually know the Seven Forms of Judgment of the Muye family. You must thoroughly investigate him."
"It does not matter. I can control him." Shang Ziluo remained completely impassive, exhibiting a depth of mind akin to mountains and rivers: "He has already signed the ancient contract and naturally cannot escape my grasp. As for all of you, the Heavenly Court has issued an order this time to draft a massive army to fight against the God Race. The lot of you need to prepare many more disciples at the Void Immortal and True Immortal realms for me one by one."