The kingdom of the Gods surrounded Fang Han in the center. Countless phantoms of the Protoss' God Emperors lingered within, all bestowing down the blessings of the Gods. At this very moment, Fang Han appeared to be the supreme holy king among the Protoss, supported and embraced by the various Gods.
"You are of the Protoss!"
This was the first sentence Shang Ziluo spoke after being released once again.
"I am not a God, not an Immortal, not a Devil, and not a Buddha." Fang Han spread out his massive hand, faintly shrouding Shang Ziluo. "Speak, altogether how many experts does the Yuhua Sect have in the Heavenly Realm? How is its faction? Compared to the Taiyi Sect of the Heavenly Realm, how is it? Is it powerful or weak?"
"Hahaha, you wish to fish for information about the Yuhua Sect from my mouth? That is purely wishful thinking." Shang Ziluo laughed, carrying quite a bit of the generous ease of 'I laugh at the heavens with my blade held horizontally'. "Today, Fang Han, I have lost to you. Whatever you wish to do is up to you, but don't even think about making me bow and scrape. I will tell you the truth, I have already cultivated the Overlord Rebirth Method and left a sliver of my Origin Life Lamp within the Yuhua Sect. As long as my soul itself extinguishes, that Origin Life Lamp will reignite. Within the lamp's flame, I will be reborn, and with every rebirth, I will absorb the lessons of the previous death, making my power increasingly stronger and my cultivation experience increasingly abundant. This is the so-called nine deaths metamorphosis. By the time I die for the ninth time, I will become a true Hegemon of all Heavens, controlling myriad realms."
"You have an Origin Life Lamp set up?"
Fang Han smiled contemptuously. "This sort of thing also exists in the mortal world, entrusting one's lifebound soul to a magic treasure so that if they encounter danger and have both body and soul annihilated, they can still be reborn. But you have probably underestimated me, Fang Han, far too much. I have mastered the supreme dao of the Protoss' End Holy King, incarnating the five principles of destruction, ruination, decay, decline, and death. I can directly trace back to the origin and attack it. In other words, if I end your life here, your lifebound Origin Life Lamp will also extinguish and explode."
While speaking, a cluster of black light appeared on his hand, revealing the aura of the End upon it. The Dusk of the Gods manifested within the black light, making Shang Ziluo tremble in fear, unable to control himself.
He could sense that Fang Han was not lying.
That ancient Dao of the End truly could harm him.
His expression turned gloomy, seemingly thinking of how to escape, and also seemingly considering how to rise up and counterattack to seek survival from adversity.
"How about it? Have you thought it through clearly yet? If you have, then kneel down and be my loyal slave and running dog, and I can spare your life. Because all of this in Mang Mountain still requires you to manage it. You are, after all, a superficially assigned inspecting emissary of the Heavenly Court in Quanzhou. With you stepping forward, it will be much easier for me to control Mang Mountain as a base of operations."
Fang Han ordered Shang Ziluo to kneel.
"So this person actually wants all the wealth of Mang Mountain, and all the people of the thousands of sects. That's it. By controlling me, he can control the entirety of Mang Mountain through me, and the Heavenly Court will not pursue the matter to him." Shang Ziluo understood Fang Han's thoughts and the reason why he wasn't killing him.
Instantly, his mind became active.
He could use this to maneuver.
In a split second, he devised various schemes, smiling extremely unrestrainedly. "So that's how it is. You want the wealth of the entire Mang Mountain? And you are afraid of the Heavenly Court investigating. This is also no big deal; perhaps we can be friends. Moreover, you said you are also the sect master of the Yuhua Sect in the lower realms, which makes us fellow sect members. You have the identity of a wanted criminal in the Heavenly Realm, but with me, I can also protect you, and even help you sneak into the Heavenly Court to serve as a regional inspecting emissary. With such an identity, you can come and go freely in the Heavenly Realm. Furthermore, an absolute genius like you, my Yuhua Sect would certainly want to take in as a disciple, heavily focus on nurturing, and do our utmost to conceal your identity."
Shang Ziluo spoke endlessly, a torrential flow of words, displaying his eloquent and argumentative skills, speaking as if heavenly flowers were falling and golden lotuses were sprouting from the earth. "Think about it, with the identity of an emissary of the Heavenly Court, and on top of that being a favored genius of my Yuhua Sect, no one would suspect you, and you would have a massive backing. How formidable would that be? Your future would be bright. Isn't that more promising than staying in this tiny Mang Mountain? Let me tell you the truth, the vastness of the Heavenly Realm and the abundance of its wealth surpass imagination. The wealth controlled by our Yuhua Sect, even if ten thousand Mang Mountains were added together, is merely a drop in the bucket. What we control are not spirit veins, but kingdoms condensed from primal origin essence, along with endless divine treasure lands left behind from the previous universe, holding the hope of cultivating into a Heavenly Lord."
After finishing these words, he looked at Fang Han's expression, feeling smug in his heart.
Given Fang Han's current situation as a wanted criminal in the Heavenly Realm, which was extremely awkward and dangerous, he desperately needed an identity. He had hit the vital spot right straight away; Fang Han couldn't possibly not be moved.
"Hmph! This kid is extremely dangerous. Without employing schemes, I fundamentally cannot defeat him. But all people have weaknesses, and even Heavenly Lords are no exception. As long as I can trick you into entering the Yuhua Sect or reaching the Heavenly Court, you're finished. The merit for capturing you is simply too massive."
Deep within his heart, obscure fluctuations rippled.
A sinister and vicious plan was brewing, yet his tone grew increasingly sincere, speaking just as an elder brother would to a junior brother.
"Junior Brother Fang Han, to think that our Yuhua Sect actually produced a genius like you. If this is reported to some of the elder figures in the sect, who knows how elated they will be. Our Yuhua Sect and the Taiyi Sect are locked in a tit-for-tat rivalry in the Heavenly Realm. The giant behind the Taiyi Sect is Heavenly Lord Disaster, while the giant behind our Yuhua Sect is an even more mysterious and powerful existence. If you return to our Yuhua Sect, you will surely rise rapidly and slaughter some of the genius disciples of the Taiyi Sect until they are utterly defeated."
"Is that so?"
Fang Han said indifferently. "I told you to kneel while speaking. Why are you still standing? Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"
"Uh!"
Shang Ziluo, whose face was full of smiles, suddenly froze. He originally thought that Fang Han would listen and be moved, and then he would use the opportunity to besiege him and finally make him die without a burial place. But he had not expected that Fang Han would not be moved in the slightest.
"You!" He held it in for a long while before squeezing out the word 'you', unable to say a single extra word. The torrential flow of eloquence from just a moment ago had turned into a stutter.
"Kneel!"
Fang Han pressed down with his massive hand, unleashing the forceful methods of "Heaven Collapse", "Sky-Supporting", and "Heaven Holding", striking Shang Ziluo down before him, forcefully making his knees bend and kneel.
"You actually want me to kneel down!" Rumble! The moment Shang Ziluo knelt, he grew completely infuriated, his eyes bloodshot. "I am a member of the Shang family, my bloodline is noble, the Great Shang aristocrats never kneel!"
"Kneel properly for me!" Fang Han suppressed him with his massive hand again, rendering him unable to move.
"Animal!" Shang Ziluo struggled with all his might, attempting to fight desperately.
"To resist so much, you cannot be kept! Since you are unwilling to be my running dog, then I can only kill you, plunder your memories and soul. I possess the Great Reincarnation Divine Ability and the secret method of reincarnation. After fusing with you, I can perfectly evolve your aura. When the time comes, I can also do some things using your identity. Of course, I will enter the Yuhua Sect, but I will not use your identity, nor will I use the identity of Fang Han. I will enter as a low-level disciple and slowly climb my way up. Your soul and memories will allow me to familiarize myself with everything within the Yuhua Sect, and also let me recognize more of the Heavenly Realm."
While speaking, Fang Han grabbed directly onto Shang Ziluo's head with a palm, and then truly began refining him. Rolling Great Luo True Fire, the Qi of Creation, the Power of Origin, and the Power of the End penetrated into his body.
Rumble!
Countless flames ignited on Shang Ziluo's body. Gradually, his flesh and blood melted into vitality, penetrating into the countless acupoints of Fang Han's body. Finally, he turned into a cluster of golden luster crisscrossed with billions of Great Luo textures, which were the laws of his half-step Golden Immortal realm. In the center of those laws was a divine kingdom, a tyrannical kingdom, and stored within that kingdom were countless medicinal pills, as well as Shang Ziluo's most confidential belongings.
With a tap of his finger, Fang Han had already unleashed the Minor Destiny Art, bursting this divine kingdom. The vigorous Great Luo laws on the outside fused into his body, pushing his power to a critical point.
"Ah!"
"Fang Han, I won't let you off even if I die!"
The moment Shang Ziluo's divine kingdom was burst, a power of the End traced back to his origin, destroying all of his life force. The final aura of his soul was entirely annihilated before the Dao of the End.
Setting up a life-bound origin lamp for resurrection was a specialty of the Protoss. The End Holy King, being the supreme existence of the Protoss, naturally had the ability to obliterate this with the Dao of the End.
Therefore, this time, Shang Ziluo died cleanly and thoroughly, without any possibility of resurrection.
Shang Ziluo himself was a peerless genius, heavily nurtured within the Yuhua Sect, and had even received laws personally imparted by ancient Golden Immortals, all of which now benefited Fang Han.
At this very moment, Fang Han's lifespan was completely restored. It had reached the terrifying extent of one million Heavenly Realm years, which converted to the mortal world, equated to a full three hundred million years.
The Great Luo law textures densely covered the Eight Sections Pagoda and the Thirty-Three Heavens Ultimate Treasures right now, making them unimaginably solid. Especially the Eight Sections Pagoda, it carried a distinct essence of advancing into a mid-grade immortal artifact.
A mid-grade immortal artifact required Great Luo laws. Whereas a supreme-grade immortal artifact required Ancestral Immortal laws above the Golden Immortal realm, or even Prime Immortal laws.
As for peerless-grade, king-grade, and saint-grade immortal artifacts, they could no longer be inferred by common logic.
"Pity, this Shang Ziluo's Great Luo laws are far less vigorous than mine. After refining them, it's not enough to make the Thirty-Three Heavens Ultimate Treasures and the Eight Sections Pagoda transform into mid-grade immortal artifacts. Let's see what exactly is stored inside Shang Ziluo's divine kingdom."
Within the divine kingdom, the massive hoard of treasures all entered Fang Han's lifebound cosmos.
First, there was a massive quantity of Primal Origin Pills.
Pill after pill emanated an enticing aura. Sweeping over with his divine sense, Fang Han briefly counted and found that there were actually a full six hundred million pills, every single one full and round.
In addition to this, countless divine abilities and great immortal arts surged over like a tide, entering Fang Han's body and being absorbed one by one by the Minor Destiny Art. There were also some immortal pills, all of peerless grade, which were completely sealed away. Unfortunately, he did not see a second king-grade immortal pill.
"Hmm? What is that?" At the very core of the divine kingdom's treasures, Fang Han saw that Shang Ziluo seemed to be forging an uncompleted magic treasure. This magic treasure was shaped like a scepter, and its surface was tightly interwoven with Great Luo textures. This scepter bore the ancient color of primal chaos, seeming to only appear in legends.