"Good, I agree." Facing the unpredictably mysterious Princess Huangfu, Chenxin was unexpectedly completely unyielding, matching her aura point for point without showing the slightest bit of weakness.
According to reason, he had only just advanced to a peerless Golden Immortal and categorically could not compare with an older generation Golden Immortal.
However, his imposing manner was deeply concealed and did not reveal itself. The Golden Immortal laws within his body unexpectedly made it impossible for people to sense exactly how many traces were contained within. Everyone only saw one golden vortex after another rotating inside his body, as if his Golden Immortal laws were boundless and endless.
This was a kind of phenomenon, an extremely precious phenomenon.
Fang Han, however, remained entirely unruffled, just standing there without speaking. He wanted to see exactly what kind of trick Chenxin could pull off.
Him standing silently like this made many Yuhua Sect disciples present assume that he was showing weakness.
"Senior Brother Chenxin actually advanced to a peerless Golden Immortal. This time he has thrown all the other disciples far behind, and he will not even have to participate in that seed disciple competition. I originally thought Senior Brother Feng Yuan was his opponent, but now that has vanished like smoke in thin air, he is fundamentally unqualified to be considered an opponent."
"Indeed, before long, Senior Brother Chenxin's opponents will be the various seed disciples within the true kingdom of our Yuhua Sect, and he will even compete for the position of Holy Son in the future."
"Actually, us disciples are only the outer mountain gate of the Yuhua Sect. The true depths of the Yuhua Sect, within the Yuhua Heavenly Kingdom, is where the foundation of the Yuhua Sect truly lies. Countless Golden Immortals, and even existences surpassing Golden Immortals, are cultivating in seclusion within it."
"Correct, we must strive hard. This is a good thing; since Senior Brother Chenxin advanced to Golden Immortal, he will not compete with us for the positions of seed disciples."
"There is still Senior Brother Feng Yuan. A pity, truly a pity, Senior Brother Feng Yuan is already unable to act as Senior Brother Chenxin's opponent. We were still hoping to watch this fierce struggle between a dragon and a tiger."
Xiao Shaoyun, Xue Lie, Lin Feiyu, and some other genius young masters all had varying expressions on their faces.
"Chenxin still took a step ahead. The older generation disciples are indeed formidable. Xue Lie, between you and me, we also have hidden trump cards, we cannot keep them hidden and tucked away either. When the time comes, let us bring them all out together." Xiao Shaoyun said.
"We definitely cannot keep them hidden and tucked away. Before the seed convention, I have a sixty percent certainty of successfully charging toward peerless Golden Immortal. Originally I would only be willing with a one hundred percent certainty, but now I cannot afford to care too much." Xue Lie said indifferently.
"Not bad, I see that Feng Yuan striving so desperately to complete missions is simply him wanting to charge toward Golden Immortal. After all, only Golden Immortals are truly individuals of great divine power, overlords with status in the Heaven Realm." Lin Feiyu said.
"It is starting, Chenxin actually wants to cross hands with Old Man Ba'an. This Old Man Ba'an is no ordinary Golden Immortal; in the legends, he can forcefully strike dead ordinary Golden Immortal overlords."
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Right at this moment, Chenxin was already confronting Old Man Ba'an.
"Ba'an, do not waste words with these younger generation juniors." That old man named Bashi said: "These juniors, each and every one considering themselves geniuses, having achieved a little bit of success and becoming incomparably arrogant and conceited. Capture them and let them know what pain truly means."
"That is natural."
Old Man Ba'an sneered continuously.
"Hold on!"
Chenxin suddenly said.
"What? Boy, you are afraid? Very simple, if you are afraid, then obediently kneel down. And that Feng Yuan boy too, both of you kneel down together!" Old Man Ba'an said.
"I will say a few words to Feng Yuan, and then it will not be too late to come back and slay you!" Chenxin's faint smile harbored killing intent as he walked straight over to Fang Han: "Feng Yuan, I have walked ahead of you. I hope you advance to peerless Golden Immortal soon, and we will decide the victor among the seed disciples in the Yuhua Heavenly Kingdom. The road ahead is still long; taking on this feud for you today is because I hope you can serve as my opponent in the future. Conduct yourself well."
"Is that so? You have not necessarily walked ahead of me."
Fang Han waved his hand. "My feud also does not require you to take it on. What a joke, since when did matters concerning me, Feng Yuan, require others to bear the burden? Let me ask you, facing off against this old thief Ba'an, how much certainty do you have? He is at the peak of Golden Immortal, the Golden Immortal laws contained on his body exceed fifty thousand traces. He is likely an existence on the same level as the White Bone Old Demon."
"Fifty thousand traces of Golden Immortal laws?" Chenxin still wore a faint smile: "I still have sixty percent certainty. A genius is a genius; you need to use dazzling battle achievements to prove your radiance. Do not try to be brave, this Old Man Ba'an is not someone you can handle. It absolutely requires me to take him on."
"Feng Yuan, you come over here. Let Chenxin resist everything. After all, he is a Golden Immortal, and you are not!"
Several Yuhua Sect high-level venerables hurriedly said to Fang Han.
"Only sixty percent certainty, and you dare to take matters onto yourself?" Fang Han suddenly laughed heartily, his voice piercing metal and splitting stone: "Chenxin, do you think you are a cat with nine lives? Better let me do it. This old thief Ba'an, for me to kill him, it will not take three breaths. Watch closely. You think you walked ahead? Truly a joke, the truth is I have long since thrown you far behind!"
Fang Han took large strides forward, facing Old Man Ba'an.
No one managed to react properly; hearing Fang Han's words, they assumed he had gone mad.
Old Man Ba'an was so furious his fierce gaze flickered. Who was he? An older generation peerless Golden Immortal, shining through ancient and modern times. Today, being verbally teased by two juniors was one thing, but being repeatedly called "old thief Ba'an" with every sentence was entirely another.
This was absolutely unendurable.
To say nothing of him, even Princess Huangfu's eyes flickered with killing intent. She opened her mouth and spoke: "Ba'an, since this Feng Yuan fails to appreciate favors to such an extent, his arrogance having turned into madness, just slay him. The Yuhua Sect will not dare to say anything. Having such a mad disciple is no blessing."
"Yes!"
Receiving the order, Old Man Ba'an suddenly leaped up, his large hand blasting the empty air. Immediately, heaven and earth turned pitch black, and the universe seemed to explode for it. Within the boundless darkness, a large hand reeking with the aura of sin aggressively slapped down from above. Between heaven and earth, countless demonic gods and the Wisdom King composed of wrath all emitted sounds of sin.
"This is the Great Handprint of Sin! A supreme secret technique, one move with twelve forms, linked together seamlessly, dragging people into boundless sin." Several Yuhua Sect high-level Golden Immortals said in shock.
That Old Man Ba'an's Great Handprint of Sin not only enveloped Fang Han, but also completely enveloped Chenxin.
"Sword of Alaya!"
Chenxin's expression turned solemn, and his long sword left its sheath, producing a stretch of chaotic brilliance as it prepared to slash straight at the Great Handprint of Sin to fight fiercely. But just as he drew his sword, he heard a giant roar.
"I told you not to make a move and you still move, retreat for me!"
Rumble! A boundless immense force wildly surged over, shaking him back continuously. He was actually directly pushed back into the depths of the Yingcai Hall, possessing no opportunity at all to slash out his Sword of Alaya.
"What kind of power is this! Exactly what power is this?" Chenxin's heart leaped wildly, his mind fundamentally unable to process it. Following right after, he saw a scene he would never forget for all eternity.
"Feng Yuan's" entire body instantly became incomparably tall and grand, golden light shooting out from all over, as dense as the great sun of the Heaven Realm, eternal and immortal. With one punch, he had shaken him back, and then his body shot up like lightning, reaching the midair. Facing the Great Handprint of Sin, a cruel smile appeared on his face.
The power of that Great Handprint of Sin, the moment it contacted his golden light, completely crumbled inch by inch, melting entirely like ice and snow.
"Old thief Ba'an, you talk about geniuses. I will let you know what a true genius is. You thought I was merely a half-step Golden Immortal? In truth, I too have already cultivated to Golden Immortal, I was only hiding my strength. Saying I will kill you within three breaths means absolutely not one breath more!"
Fang Han's divine sense swept across the universe like a perfect storm.
Fast! Fast! Fast! Unimaginably fast!
Fang Han's fist was just as fast as his divine sense, like an immemorial Heavenly Monarch appearing in the sky, displaying overwhelming superiority. Amidst the brilliant golden light all over his body, endless power condensed within the center of his palm.
"Bang!"
Old Man Ba'an shuddered in midair, his entire body's protective aura fundamentally shattered by Fang Han's imposing manner. His Golden Immortal laws even felt unable to circulate. He had fought tens of thousands, hundreds of millions of battles in his life, but he had never encountered such a tyrannically oppressive aura.
"What is this? How could there be such tyrannical power? This is simply an existence surpassing Golden Immortal!" He roared wildly, his palms shifting to form countless palm shadows. The Great Handprint of Sin multiplied into thousands upon tens of thousands, striking out continuously, like an immemorial God of War or Demon King destroying a pillar of heaven. Primeval energy poured down, the entire Yingcai Hall shook violently, and countless restrictive formations ruptured one trace after another.
But Fang Han pressed his palm forward. Concealed beneath the dense golden light, countless divine kingdom crystals freely revolved, waves upon waves of power brewing and exploding within them, causing the power to climb yet again.
Lightning flash and flint spark, sun and moon shuttling back and forth, time slipping away, an instant becoming eternity.
Before anyone could react, Fang Han simply threw a single punch.
Rumble! This punch was completely akin to hundreds of millions of kings of immemorial divine mountains in the Heaven Realm collapsing and being destroyed all at once, the great sun plummeting, plunging the Heaven Realm into eternal darkness. All of Old Man Ba'an's Great Handprints of Sin were entirely pulverized.
The crowd then watched as he was launched high into the air by a single punch, blood spraying wildly from his mouth.
Swish!
A shadow appeared directly at the spot where Old Man Ba'an was launched up. It was exactly Fang Han. With a stretch of his arms, several additional arms unexpectedly manifested behind his back, violently clamping down on Old Man Ba'an's body.
Old Man Ba'an struggled desperately for his life, yet he was fundamentally unable to move at all.
From midair, Fang Han's Thunder God-like voice transmitted out again: "Rupture for me!"
Rip! He tore! A rain of blood sprayed out, severed limbs flying wildly. That Old Man Ba'an was actually torn apart by him in midair, utterly ripped to pieces, completely dismembered!
An old Golden Immortal, possessing matchless fierce prestige, a grand Golden Immortal who shocked eternity, a powerhouse of the older generation, was actually launched into the air by Fang Han within a single breath, and then directly torn apart alive! Exactly how savage was this? Exactly how brutal? The crowd still had not managed to react. No one had anticipated that a half-step Golden Immortal mighty figure would suddenly transform into a peerless Golden Immortal, and then thoroughly rip Old Man Ba'an apart until he exploded.
"Collect for me!"
Having torn Old Man Ba'an apart, Fang Han spun once in midair, countless black holes appearing around his body. The torn blood, severed limbs and broken arms, and boundless golden light all poured into his body in rapid succession. He was actually going to refine them directly.