"This Hongqi Tower in the Central Province City is only one of our branches; the true headquarters is in another place. This teleportation array is the place leading to that headquarters. Over there, many Golden Immortal Venerables of our Hongqi Tower are gathered in one hall, preparing to join forces to kill the Dragon Race expert Ao Shizun."
Stepping into this teleportation array, Venerable Juexing explained to Fang Han.
Subsequently, the teleportation array began to activate; streams of space-time began to jump, linking with an extremely tiny point in the unknown depths of the boundless void, sensing each other. Auras originating from the Ancestor began to brew. With a sudden jolt, Fang Han felt himself traversing through the space-time of the Heavenly Realm, countless powerful kingdoms sweeping past him.
After about two hours, the teleportation array stopped operating. Fang Han felt he had arrived at a mysterious place, not knowing where he was. It was a vast grand hall, on the plaque of the grand hall were written two large characters, "Qi Sect".
Especially that character for Sect, it was written with a flavor of ten thousand rivers converging into the sea.
The grand hall was of ancient stone quality, mottled with moss; an ancient airflow circulated within this stone grand hall. This airflow was extremely secretive, drifting back and forth, turning into many shadows resembling divine spirits.
Within the grand hall sat many experts.
When Fang Han walked out from the teleportation array, his heart skipped a beat, because he fully saw at least ten peerless Golden Immortals. The top of every peerless Golden Immortal's head was interwoven with the textures of Golden Immortal laws, eternal and at ease. Among them, several Golden Immortals, the Golden Immortal laws above their heads actually interwove into cauldrons, furnaces, scepter magical instruments.
This was simply having already started molding their own comprehension towards the form of the Great Dao.
These were not magic treasures, but the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao.
Some people's understanding of the Heavenly Dao was a tower, some people's understanding was a cauldron… all different.
"Venerable Juexing, we are about to join forces together to complete that life-and-death mission, killing the Dragon Race absolute peak Golden Immortal Ao Shizun. You still have the mood to stroll around casually?"
"Hmm? You brought a person in?"
"This Qi Sect Tower strictly forbids outsiders from entering, moreover it's a half-step Golden Immortal junior. What did you bring him in for?"
Suddenly, these ten peerless Golden Immortals who were cultivating in seclusion simultaneously opened their eyes, sweeping towards Fang Han. The heavy-as-a-mountain pressure caused the source qi around his body to burst wave upon wave.
But Fang Han did not budge an inch, a smile appearing on his face: "Everyone, I am also here to jointly behead that Dragon Race peerless Golden Immortal Ao Shizun with you."
"That's right, this is an expert I called over, he can allow us to out of thin air add a powerful fighting force." Venerable Juexing nodded, seemingly speaking on Fang Han's behalf.
"A joke, a half-step Golden Immortal junior, what use can he have? Going to seek death?"
A middle-aged man peerless Golden Immortal stood up, "Venerable Juexing, what exactly are you trying to do? So many of us Venerable Golden Immortals joining forces might not necessarily be able to kill that Ao Shizun to death; bringing a burden now, what for?"
Venerable Juexing did not speak, only shooting Fang Han a glance.
Fang Han understood Venerable Juexing's meaning perfectly. With a loud laugh and long howl, "Whether I am a burden, it does not need you to say. Wouldn't trying a hand let you know?"
He stepped out a pace, secretly utilizing the method of the "Heaven-Shaking Stomp"; the entire grand hall trembled a bit. With creation power concealed in his body, he chopped out a punch; this punch, dragon force surged, and Dragon Race martial arts were consecutively executed by Fang Han: "Twin Dragons Coiling the Stars", "Dao Dragon Piercing the Sun", "Doomsday Ascending Dragon", "True Dragon Swallowing the Realm". These were the prehistoric Ancestral Dragon martial arts transmitted from the void after the Eight Sections Pagoda was successfully cultivated.
"Bang bang bang…" Qi force burst, enveloping towards that middle-aged man peerless Golden Immortal.
The middle-aged man's expression changed, stepping in profound paces, his body like a netherworld ghost and god, "Dragon Race martial arts? Just well I prepared the Eight Styles of Dragon Breaking. Let's use you to do an experiment. First style, Heavenly Scourge Dragon Slaughter!"
Rumble, massive source qi condensed behind him into a dragon-slaughtering precious saber; this precious saber seemed to be the bane of Dragon Race source qi. Fang Han's countless Dragon Race great immortal arts were broken open one after another, and one saber strike actually slashed down right in front of him.
But he was completely unalarmed. His fist wind changed; suddenly a supreme power of legend erupted out. Great epics, ancient heroes, all walked out from the legends.
He struck out a true supreme art: "Distant Legend".
Because of the mid-grade immortal artifact Staff of Legend, the might of this move was simply not much different from the Creation Divine Fist. Moreover, Fang Han was not afraid of exposure, because after Shang Ziluo obtained the Staff of Legend, he never told a single person, even the most intimate people in the sect did not know.
Shang Ziluo had originally prepared to refine the Staff of Legend into a mid-grade immortal artifact, obtain the power of legend, and then decide victory and defeat with experts like Chenxin, but his eyes were unbright, offending Fang Han, and he was directly refined to death.
Because it had never appeared before, Fang Han now utilized it boldly and confidently, not hindering anything.
At this very moment, Fang Han transformed into an epic hero walking out from the legends, holding a scepter. With a shock in the air, he blasted that saber gleam transformed by the "Heavenly Scourge Dragon Slaughter" into an explosion, subsequently enveloping that peerless Golden Immortal middle-aged man.
"This is…" The middle-aged man was greatly startled, retreating continuously. Suddenly a mouthful of source qi was sprayed out, and a shield flew out from his body, being a mid-grade immortal artifact.
However, Fang Han held the Staff of Legend, walking out from the epic; with another staff strike, he shattered the shield, pressing forward indomitably, directly striking onto this middle-aged man's body.
The Golden Immortal middle-aged man's whole body shuddered; his face revealed a burst of paleness, seemingly having suffered a light injury.
Fang Han but withdrew his body and fell back, no longer attacking, but stood on the spot: "I wonder if you currently still deem I am a burden?"
"What? Venerable Xianyu was actually struck to the point of vomiting blood by a staff strike from him. What move is that? How formidable!"
"If my eyes are not mistaken, that is exactly the Staff of Legend recorded in the ancient earthly Daoist scriptures! He actually successfully refined it, obtaining the blessing of the power of legend. In the legends, countless eons ago, Heavenly Lord Duobao holding the Staff of Legend swept through many Heavenly Lords; who knows how many experts from alien worlds died by his hands."
"What person is he? As a half-step Golden Immortal, he is actually able to repulse Venerable Xianyu? Even though Venerable Xianyu was caught off guard and took him lightly, this is still a miracle."
"Such geniuses are extremely few; exactly who is he?" The other peerless Golden Immortals all abruptly stood up.
"This Feng Yuan causes me no small shock." Venerable Juexing was astonished once again; he completely did not expect Fang Han to have actually cultivated such a precious item as the Staff of Legend.
"Everyone, he is the Yuhua Sect disciple, Feng Yuan. Presumably you have also heard recently, he completed the mission of destroying the Fiend Star Divine Kingdom, and also assassinated Old Demon White Bone's son, and even crossed hands with the Yuhua Sect peerless genius, Chenxin who successfully cultivated the Alaya Sword." Venerable Juexing introduced.
"So it is this person. Wiping out the Fiend Star Divine Kingdom is still considered just so-so, but being able to assassinate Old Demon White Bone's son is commendable and highly valuable. Old Demon White Bone's strength is far above ours; if we went to assassinate, we might not necessarily be able to succeed."
A female peerless Golden Immortal nodded secretly, considering as acknowledging Fang Han's strength.
"That's right, a peerless genius capable of fighting Chenxin to a draw indeed has the qualifications to go together with us to hunt the Dragon Race peerless expert, Ao Shizun." An old man also acknowledged Fang Han: "The great name of this youth Chenxin, we have long heard of it. Even some major figures of the Heavenly Court have slightly taken notice of him. Although he has not yet advanced to Golden Immortal, his battle power is however not beneath that of ordinary Golden Immortals."
"What does he count as?" Fang Han snapped his fingers: "Wait a few months, during the competition for seed disciples of the Yuhua Sect, I will let you all have a look, how I shatter his Alaya Sword."
"Young men indeed have sky-reaching heroism, but also remember, a bow drawn fully like the full moon, if the force is too heavy, is easy to snap." A white-haired expert said. Above his head, the Golden Immortal laws interwove into a large cauldron, faintly discernible, floating and sinking indeterminately. He was an outstanding figure among peerless Golden Immortals.
"My words were even spoken a bit small." Fang Han smiled: "Forget it, since you have all acknowledged my battle power, then it is agreed. I must take the reward of five second-tier spirit veins."
"As long as Ao Shizun can be killed, the reward is easily discussed. There are even more abundant awards. This mission was dispatched directly by the Heavenly Court to our Hongqi Tower, it must be completed. However, young man Feng Yuan, you should also be prepared for a certain-death resolution." Another peerless Golden Immortal said.
"For spirit veins, dying is also worth it." Fang Han did not care in the slightest. He had experienced far too many major scenes in his life, and had already become numb to nine-deaths-one-life situations.
"Good, then let us set off!"
A female Golden Immortal stood up, slowly exhaling a breath, having a flavor of 'the wind soughs and sighs, the Yi River is cold'.
Fang Han counted; the peerless Golden Immortals present, plus Venerable Juexing, totaled eleven. Adding himself, that made twelve.
Twelve experts, vast and mighty. Fang Han mingled among them, having a strange feeling; thinking if right now, himself and these eleven peerless Golden Immortals suddenly arrived in the secular world, appearing out on the battlefield of the God Race attacking the Xuanhuang Great World, what kind of situation would that be?
It was a pity that the Heavenly Realm's rules were really too powerful.
Ascending from the secular world was fine, but wanting to go to the secular world from the Heavenly Realm, that was beyond hope.
The twelve people stepped onto the teleportation array once again. But before departing, everyone restrained their auras, pretending to just be at the ordinary Profound Immortal realm; otherwise, eleven Golden Immortal experts going out at the same time was fully enough to cause a massive storm.
After entering the teleportation array, Fang Han also gradually became familiar with these twelve people. That middle-aged man was named Venerable Xianyu, his strength roughly not much different from the Tianquan Sect Master, slightly weaker, naturally meaning the Tianquan Sect Master without the Xi Diagram.
As for the rest, there were four old men, who were fellow disciples, respectively named the Lin, Bing, Dou, and Zhen, the four great Venerables. There were also three women, actually twin sisters. One white-haired expert, named Venerable Yu. The rest, there was a pair of young people, looking to be less than twenty years old, yet bearing ancient auras on their bodies, named Venerable Jiao, respectively, and the other named Venerable Meng.
Eleven people, plus Juexing, plus Fang Han, departed in an instant.