"Good, the Wings of Freedom have finally advanced to a Mid-grade Immortal Artifact, receiving the blessing of the true Holy-grade Wings of Freedom in the void, I am no longer afraid of a Peerless Golden Immortal chasing to kill me this time."
Fang Han felt that mass of intent transmitted from the void, slightly calculated and refined it, and immediately within his own divine sense, he obtained many dharma spells, and even a mass of true power of freedom. This power of freedom condensed into a mass of runes, which could change at will, transforming into an ethereal set of martial arts.
This set of martial arts was called "Nine Transformations of Freedom," divided into nine moves. It was actually as profound as the Seven Moves of Adjudication. Every move contained profound mysteries at a deep level, and Fang Han could not fully comprehend it thoroughly for a while.
However, he was still very joyful deep inside.
Refining the Staff of Legend obtained him a set of unparalleled killing moves "Distant Legend". And refining the Wings of Freedom obtained him "Nine Transformations of Freedom". Both were martial arts that outshone the ancients and dazzled the contemporaries.
"Fang Han, next, if you can advance all the Thirty-Three Heavens Ultimate Treasures and the Eight-Part Pagoda into Mid-grade Immortal Artifacts, what changes will that bring? At the very least, the benefits obtained will be much stronger than the Staff of Legend and the Wings of Freedom, right."
Yan said.
"That's right, but for these two massive entities to advance to Mid-grade Immortal Artifacts, the materials and Golden Immortal Laws required are truly too much. Even if all eight King-grade Immortal Pills are melted into them, it is still completely insufficient." Fang Han shook his head: "This will have to wait until I cultivate to become a Peerless Golden Immortal, then I can slowly refine them."
Swish! Swish! Swish!
After his successful cultivation, his combat power increased again, reaching a level that was almost the maximum limit of his realm. Unfolding the Wings of Freedom, he flew arbitrarily, soaring throughout the entire Fallen Evil Valley, attempting to find treasures to increase his wealth.
Right now, all his accumulation in terms of wisdom had almost reached the Golden Immortal realm. What he lacked was only enormous Primordial Qi.
He had now obtained a total of eight "World-Battling Divine Pills". Originally there were nine, but he gave one to the Heavenly Spring Sect. However, he did not plan to swallow them immediately now, because the power of these pills was truly too violent and difficult to refine. They had to be neutralized with Primordial Qi, otherwise, he would conversely have to expend magical power to suppress them, which would not be worth the loss.
Searching for treasures in the Fallen Evil Valley, Fang Han refused to overlook a single corner. He relied on his intuition that there were other treasures in this evil valley.
In this evil valley, there were countless space-time nations, countless space-time wormholes and tunnels, and in some places, there were extremely dangerous residual shamanic spell formations. However, after Fang Han acquired the three ancient Shaman characters, he used them like a fish in water. It was as if this fallen canyon was his own sect, smooth and unrestrained.
At the very end, in Fang Han's hand, he condensed his source qi into an Ancestral Shaman Mirror. Irradiating in all four directions, the light penetrated the surroundings, and no time or space could obstruct the illumination of this light.
"Hmm? In that space-time nation, there seems to be faint Immortal Dao Laws flickering!"
Suddenly, the Ancestral Shaman Mirror illuminated an apparently plain piece of space-time, and Fang Han discovered a clue. Grabbing with his hand, flames shot out, burning fiercely within that piece of space-time. After refining for three shichen, with a rumble, a piece of space-time collapsed, revealing a cave once again.
This cave, however, had no ancient stone doors, but was only sealed off by a patch of black mist.
Within the black mist roamed formidable immortal formation evil qi, capable of melting the soul and corroding bones. But Fang Han did not care either. As the Ancestral Shaman Mirror irradiated, the black mist successively dispersed and entered his own body, conversely becoming a holy product for nourishment.
As soon as the black mist was opened up, vigorous Immortal Dao Laws immediately manifested inside, with sharp lights flashing like lightning. It was a massive small universe. In that small universe, streaks of thunder tore through the vast sky, and streams of immortal qi transformed into silver rivers.
The violent power shook this small universe.
Those unusual phenomena were all manifestations of magical treasures.
"We struck it rich, we struck it rich. Fang Han, these magical treasures are all Immortal Artifacts! There are actually so many Immortal Artifacts sealed here! And they are Mid-grade!"
Yan's eyes shuddered, almost bulging to the point of falling out, wild with joy between his brows.
"Not bad, finally found a treasure vault!"
Being deeply situated in this small universe, facing many Immortal Artifacts emitting unusual phenomena, Fang Han suddenly fiercely erupted his aura. Instantly, space-time shattered, and countless unusual phenomena were suppressed.
The whole small universe immediately revealed its original form. It was still a cave. In the cave, there were more than ten altars set up. On the altars, streaks of talisman seals were used to suppress more than ten magical treasures.
Those more than ten magical treasures were every single one a peerless Immortal Artifact, each interwoven with Golden Immortal Laws upon it. Obviously, they were Mid-grade Immortal Artifacts refined by Golden Immortals.
Among them, some Mid-grade Immortal Artifacts were distinctly evil weapons. For example, one of the spiked clubs had spikes that resembled the teeth of ancient venomous fierce beasts, carved with immortal formation runes using shamanic spells and demonic arts. Those originally pure Golden Immortal Laws had been dyed into a pitch-black, deep-blue treacherous color.
But their lethality was indeed astonishing.
Fang Han counted, there were a total of fifteen altars here. On each altar, a Mid-grade Immortal Artifact magical treasure was sealed. There was a spiked club, a snake-shaped sword, a serrated saber, a skull staff… each and every one was extremely evil, not of the righteous path.
"Good, although they are evil weapons, they are all items of inestimable value, I'll collect them. When the time comes, if worse comes to worst, I'll go out and sell them to exchange for Primordial Pills, preparing for my Golden Immortal stage."
With a big grab of Fang Han's hand, the seals of these fifteen magical treasures instantly cracked. They suddenly flew up, hacking over like ferocious demons, actually turning against him.
"Seeking death!"
The Wings of Freedom flapped, and as Fang Han's body flickered, fifteen phantom shadows appeared simultaneously, suppressing all fifteen evil Mid-grade Immortal Artifacts, forcefully pressing them one by one into the universe within his body.
"A significant harvest! Let's search again to see if there are any other treasures. If we can find a High-grade Immortal Artifact, then we will strike it rich. Truly strike it rich!"
Fang Han wanted to obtain a High-grade Immortal Artifact like the "Fuxi Diagram," so he searched in the canyon again.
Unfortunately, this time, absolutely nothing could be found anymore. He even used his divine sense to explore countless spaces once over, yet there were no discoveries.
Relying on intuition, he felt that there were still hidden collections in this evil valley. It was a pity that he himself could not find them.
"Perhaps it is not yet the time for the treasure to emerge, wait until I cultivate to Peerless Golden Immortal and then come back." Fang Han shook his head secretly, still unwilling to give up, searching for three days and three nights, eventually giving up and flying out of the Fallen Evil Valley.
"Let's go! Yan, we are going to Zhongzhou, the Yuhua Sect."
Fang Han changed his identity, transforming into that wooden, rigid young man, displaying out only the cultivation of a Half-step Golden Immortal Almighty. Calling himself Feng Yuan, he once again arrived in the ancient city of Quanzhou.
This time was smooth and successful. After handing over a certain amount of Primordial Pills, he entered the teleportation array of the ancient city of Quanzhou.
He did not alert the Heavenly Spring Sect. He was not Heng Budong now, and the people of the Heavenly Spring Sect would not recognize him. But as he passed through the teleportation array, he saw many cultivators discussing spiritedly, saying that recently an expert named Heng Budong had appeared in the Quanzhou region, who actually managed to contend against a Peerless Golden Immortal with the cultivation of a Half-step Golden Immortal Almighty.
It seemed the reputation of "Heng Budong" had already been transmitted out.
"There is an anomaly in the movement of the Ancient Spring of Life Spirit Vein deep beneath the ancient city of Quanzhou, could it be that Wang Yan is helping his daughter cultivate into a Peerless Golden Immortal? But it seems impossible. Even if Eldest Miss Wang Pian possesses this World-Battling Divine Pill and has enough Primordial Qi, she still lacks an uncountable number of years of reclusive cultivation and the prerequisite level of sudden enlightenment. A supreme behemoth powerhouse like a Golden Immortal is not something that can be directly advanced into just with pills and Primordial Qi."
Standing in the ancient teleportation array, Fang Han sensed the flow of the underground spirit vein and guessed in his heart.
This ancient teleportation array in Quanzhou was also operated using the power of the Ancient Spring of Life, yet doing a guaranteed profitable business. Because for each person, to teleport once required paying three thousand Primordial Pills. And one teleportation could send tens of thousands, or even a hundred thousand cultivators.
Relying on this single ancient teleportation array, countless profits could be brought to the Heavenly Spring Sect every year, supporting an unknown number of disciples.
This ancient teleportation array was set up by ancient sages, connecting from Quanzhou to an even larger state, "Xuanzhou". A state in the Heavenly Realm was boundlessly vast with rich terrain, having continuous mountain ranges, broad oceans, and various perilous regions, in which immortal beasts grew in profusion. In some mountain ranges, immortal beasts formed large groups, able to devour and kill even Mystic Immortals. Some people dared not walk around arbitrarily at all, and to go from one city to another, they must pass through teleportation arrays.
Even for cultivators with profound cultivation who did not fear immortal beasts and demons, because the distance was too far, they were unwilling to waste time.
Just flying solely from Quanzhou to Xuanzhou would take a Half-step Golden Immortal Almighty two or three years of time flying day and night without stopping. If resting intermittently while flying, one might not necessarily reach it in five years.
Fortunately, when the ancient Heavenly Court was at its peak, countless sages set up teleportation arrays among the ancient cities of various states to facilitate back-and-forth travel.
"Feng Yuan," who Fang Han transformed into, endured the hardships of travel, arriving from "Quanzhou" to "Xuanzhou", then transferring and arriving at Wuzhou, Yinzhou… going through a total of twenty to thirty great states, before finally arriving at "Zhongzhou".
Along this journey, he did not know how much Heavenly Realm scenery he had experienced, seen countless cultivators, countless sects, and countless big figures. In every great state, there was the existence of a Peerless Golden Immortal hegemon.
The sheer size of this Heavenly Realm truly made him feel like he had returned to the era of mortals, where going to any place required trekking over mountains and wading through waters, walking with great difficulty.
If it were not for the ancient Heavenly Court era having set up so many teleportation arrays, he might not necessarily be able to reach Zhongzhou even if he flew for thousands of years.
According to Shang Ziluo's memories regarding parts of the Heavenly Realm, these twenty-something great states traversed were merely an extremely minute corner of the Heavenly Realm. The combined territory of twenty-something great states compared to the entire Heavenly Realm was equivalent to a drop of water in the ocean, a grain of sand.
Rumble!
When Fang Han emerged from the gigantic ancient teleportation array of Zhongzhou, he saw the cities of Zhongzhou, as well as deep within the center of the cities, countless nations, countless great mountains, and countless spirit veins, forming into a behemoth kingly sect, the Yuhua Sect!