"You, what are you going to do!"
"Who exactly are you!"
"On guard, on guard!"
This transformation of Fang Han greatly shocked the seven masters, as well as the Poison Hand Medicine King Ji Feng and Shang Ziluo. The previous Fang Han, although a Profound Immortal, clearly had a somewhat decadent, destitute, wretched, and filthy temperament.
But now, he had completely changed into a different person, mighty and domineering, like the gods descending to the mortal realm, and like an eternal Heavenly Lord. Grasping the Heavenly Lord, the Heaven Realm rules within the entire tower body of the Manggu Alliance began to twist, seemingly changing along with the variations of his mind.
"Who exactly are you?"
Poison Hand Medicine King Ji Feng roared wildly, "Halt, kneel down."
"Didn't you want to know who I am? I will tell you now." Fang Han swept his gaze around, "My name is Fang Han, the Sect Master of the Good Fortune Heavenly Sect, the supreme master in charge of Good Fortune, Origin, and Termination. I have just ascended to the Heaven Realm, having experienced the great war between the God Race and the Heaven Realm."
He walked forward step by step, the origin energy around his entire body releasing outward, forming the Great Luo laws, locking down the entire tower. Not a single person could escape; even the entire Manggu City was within the control range of his divine sense.
In the secular world, when he was still a Profound Immortal, he could already pinch an entire galaxy and refine it all. Although space and time were sturdy in the Heaven Realm, with his cultivation having reached the Half-Step Golden Immortal almighty level, destroying the entire Manggu City was not a difficult matter.
He could even leave the entire three hundred and sixty billion miles of Mount Mang devastated; it was not something he could not do.
"I was injured just now, struck and hurt by the son of the Disaster Heavenly Lord. Therefore, I feigned compliance and needed the Blood of the Holy Spirit to refine a King Grade Immortal Pill. Who knew you were truly stupid, giving me the Blood of the Holy Spirit, thinking I could not refine it? You did not know my methods at all. I have already refined it now, and my strength has been fully restored. You people, will serve as the flesh and blood sacrifice for my arrival in the Heaven Realm and the restoration of my strength."
Fang Han nakedly released his aura, revealing his identity, completely unafraid of being exposed. This was his determination to kill without fail, because the moment he spoke these words, he had already made up his mind that everyone present must die.
"Hmm? You are Fang Han? I misjudged. I have heard of your name; the Heavenly Court issued an order, listing you as one of the top ten wanted criminals. As long as you are captured, all sects and all immortals can obtain infinite benefits and rewards. Wearing out iron shoes to find nowhere, only to get it without any effort at all!"
Shang Ziluo's spirit suddenly jolted, and looking at Fang Han's face, he instantly grew fervent. His eyes were sharp, as if he had caught his prey.
"In the secular world, you are known as a peerless genius. Coincidentally, I, in the Heaven Realm, am also known as a peerless genius. Unfortunately, to our Heaven Realm, the secular world is merely a puddle of muddy water; it cannot produce true dragons. It can only produce a happily thrashing little fish like you."
Shang Ziluo stood with his hands behind his back, the clothes on his body fluttering, calm and composed.
And in front of him, a contract floated out: "You signed an eternal contract with me, did you think I truly had no way to deal with you? It is simply a joke. The power of the contract, the rules of oaths!"
That contract suddenly radiated light, and the vast Heaven Realm rules immediately activated.
"Kneel down before me, you are still my slave and servant!"
Shang Ziluo was awe-inspiring and unbearably arrogant.
However, Fang Han sneered contemptuously and grabbed at the void. Pop! That contract actually spontaneously ignited into a ball of fire out of thin air, completely turning into ashes.
"Contracts? Oaths? Can such things bind me as well? The rules of the Heaven Realm will ultimately be mastered by me." Fang Han sneered coldly.
"Kill! Kill him!"
Poison Hand Medicine King Ji Feng roared wildly.
However, before he could finish his words, his voice entirely shriveled up, letting out hoarse sounds like a drake whose throat had been pinched.
Through unknown means, Fang Han had vanished into thin air and arrived by his side, a large hand forcefully grabbing his throat, lifting him up into the void.
This powerful Profound Immortal master struggled with his legs in the air, continuously unleashing various Grand Immortal Arts, but was unable to escape.
"Die!"
Fang Han's eyebrows and eyes were cold; with a single squeeze, he was about to pinch Poison Hand Medicine King Ji Feng to death.
"You want him dead, I insist on him living!"
Boom!
Shang Ziluo's voice, carrying a wild and reckless might, directly struck toward Fang Han's body, and an incomparable divine light pierced out.
"Life and death are mastered by me, not even you are an exception!" Fang Han did not even turn his head. A giant umbrella appeared on his body; from this giant umbrella, a lawless aura leaked out, radiating brilliantly in all directions. It was exactly the "Lawless Umbrella".
"Bang!"
Shang Ziluo's attack crashed into the "Lawless Umbrella". The umbrella merely twitched; the Great Luo textures on it emitted a sturdy divine light, protecting Fang Han from being invaded.
The Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasures now all possessed textures formed by Great Luo laws, several times stronger than before. Some profound powers within were also released; as Fang Han's cultivation steadily climbed, this set of magic treasures also became increasingly wondrous. Especially upon reaching the Heaven Realm, the power of the magic treasures had an essence that complemented the rules of the Heaven Realm, making their might even greater than in the secular world.
"You can't even destroy my Lawless Umbrella, yet you want to stop me from killing. It is simply a joke." Fang Han squeezed again. Crack! Poison Hand Medicine King Ji Feng's body was directly squeezed until it exploded, turning into a cloud of blood-colored mist. Countless Profound Immortal laws and various divine abilities bobbed within the blood mist, the most conspicuous of which was a rune refined by the Grand Poison Art.
"Heaven Mending Furnace, take it in for me."
Fang Han directly integrated this cloud of blood mist into the Heaven Mending Furnace, treating it as material to refine Immortal Artifacts and medicinal pills in the future. He no longer needed to absorb Profound Immortals to enhance his power. However, the laws and bodies of Profound Immortals were supreme materials for refining Immortal Artifacts and medicinal pills; naturally, he would not let them go.
After killing Poison Hand Medicine King Ji Feng in one fell swoop, Fang Han did not stop. Instead, his body flickered, directly appearing next to the sect master of the "Zhenyue Sect", Meng Haiting.
"You were thrashing around quite happily just now, but you will also die very quickly."
"Vile spawn!" Meng Haiting's complexion changed wildly. With a shake of his hands, he struck out ten thousand streaks of divine light. Immortal Arts reverberated and detonated within, devastating a directional kingdom.
But Fang Han's large hand reached out, flickering and distorting. Streaks of Heavenly Track marks appeared, slicing the opponent's divine light to pieces. The Immortal Arts all collapsed and disintegrated, yet the Heavenly Track marks did not wane, penetrating through Meng Haiting's body.
Crack, crack!
Meng Haiting let out sharp, miserable shrieks as his body fell apart, sliced into many pieces.
Having devoured the inheritors of the Four Great Immortal Mansions, Fang Han had naturally learned their Heavenly Track secret arts.
These corpse chunks desperately tried to piece themselves together, but how could Fang Han give him the chance? With a grab of his hand, a massive black hole appeared in the air, sucking Meng Haiting in. Blazing Great Luo True Fire burned upon him, refining away all his will and origin.
Almost in the blink of an eye, Fang Han had killed two great Profound Immortals consecutively.
The other six major sect masters all retreated one after another, shocked into sluggishness by Fang Han's ferocity. They wanted to flee outside, but in the void, a cluster of barriers appeared, blocking their attempts to tear the void and escape.
On those clusters of barriers was the aura of the gods. It was the Barrier of the Gods! Executed by Fang Han, Profound Immortals simply could not escape. They could only be caught like turtles in a jar by him.
"Detestable!" Seeing this scene, Shang Ziluo's tongue burst forth like spring thunder. He leapt up, his hands weaving complex hand seals. Surges of heaven-and-earth-shaking power incubated in his hands: "I will let you witness the supreme absolute learning of my Ascension Sect, the Overlord Ascension Fist!"
Boom!
Countless wild dragon-shaped air currents rotated around his entire body, while simultaneously those air currents formed the appearance of immortal cranes. Cranes crying in the ninth heaven, dragons and cranes singing together, all trying to ascend to heaven's extreme.
"Tyrannizing the mortal realm!"
He blasted out a punch; boundless domineering aura immediately pressed down. His entire person merged into one with heaven and earth; the rules of the Heaven Realm circulated above his head, forming an iron fist mastering punishment and judgment. Those remaining sect master Profound Immortal ancestors almost knelt on the ground, looking at the mighty Shang Ziluo with terror.
"This is the might of an Overlord! Sufficient to pierce through the eternal ages and shatter the future!"
"Step back quickly, Young Master Shang is truly enraged, not hesitating to consume origin energy to execute the Overlord Ascension Fist. In legends, this fist technique was created by a peerless overlord in the Ascension Sect, having once used it to slaughter a Supreme Immortal!"
"Kill this evildoer! Rescue Ji Feng and Meng Haiting."
"We will also coordinate our attacks. Once Young Master Shang unleashes the Overlord's might, this Fang Han will definitely be heavily injured. We will exploit his weakness and take his life!"
The remaining sect masters dodged continuously, deeply shocked.
"Overlord Ascension Fist? I'll send you to heaven! Thirty-three times combat power, Creation Divine Fist! Supreme Heavenly Sacred Method!" Facing Shang Ziluo's Overlord's might, Fang Han remained entirely unmoved. Suddenly, his body flashed, surprisingly forming thirty-three identical selves. Every single self contained peerless Half-Step Golden Immortal almighty might, simultaneously launching every stance of the Creation Divine Fist at Shang Ziluo.
"Suppressing Heaven!" "Transforming Heaven!" "Lifting Heaven!" "Stealing Heaven!" "Sealing Heaven!" Finally, these moves converged into one strike, Supreme Heavenly Good Fortune.
How terrifying was thirty-three times combat power?
At this moment, no one could describe the destruction caused by Fang Han's strike.
Shang Ziluo's Overlord Ascension Fist exploded inch by inch, the origin energy blasted backward, turning into clusters of chaos. That Immortal Robe on his body immediately turned to ashes; the origin energy swept away, entering the Creation Divine Fist.
Before Fang Han's power even struck his body, the aura alone had caused his Low Grade Immortal Artifact clothes to evaporate from the human realm. This reduced him to a naked body.
"What terrifying martial dao is this!"
This peerless figure, Shang Ziluo, finally revealed fear. Amidst the reverse shock of origin energy, his body began to burst apart; even the Great Luo textures on his skin had collapsed. Blood leaked from his eyes, nose, and mouth; bleeding from his seven orifices, he lost human shape.
All his hair also burned away, turning him into a bald head. His entire person completely lacked the elegant and graceful temperament he had before.
"Creation unified!"
Fang Han's fist finally descended upon his body.
No words could describe it; he had no trump card that could withstand thirty-three times combat power.
His body, in an instant, was beaten into a mass of mangled flesh.