"Exactly what serendipitous encounter did this Xiang Yizhen obtain? What benefits? To be so arrogant, having only advanced to a seed core disciple thirty years ago, yet actually daring to establish the Only True Sect, bribe elders, and attempt to unify the entire core of the Yuhua Sect? Such grand methods are simply unimaginable!" Fang Han did not speak, but in his heart, he grew increasingly curious about that Xiang Yizhen who possessed the high-grade immortal weapon "Golden Gate Miluo Palace," wanting to see exactly what kind of person this was.
"What, are you not moving out?"
A core disciple, seeing Fang Han pondering without speaking, had already grown somewhat impatient.
"Since that is the case, let him know a bit of severity. For our Only True Sect to establish a foothold among the core disciples, we must kill someone to establish prestige. Although within this Yuhua Heavenly Kingdom one cannot kill people, we can still beat him half to death! Wait until he goes outside, then find an opportunity to do him in."
Another disciple issued a naked threat.
"Make your move, suppress him, and drive him out!"
That core seed disciple wearing the jade crown and a crane cloak suddenly let out a loud roar. With a grab of his right hand, the vital energy instantly collapsed, revealing fissures everywhere. He actually executed a supreme art, the "Spirit Capturing Ghost Controlling Fist."
This was yet another primeval supreme art of the Yuhua Sect, exactly identical to the Overlord Ascending Heaven Fist. It could shatter the ten directions, twist the myriad Dao, and control the myriad gods and myriad ghosts.
This punch directly battered toward Fang Han. Amidst the continuous explosive shocks, an aura of eternal destruction manifested everywhere. Great ghosts and gods were howling in rage, and the vast firmament was trembling.
"Senior Brother Liao's Spirit Capturing Ghost Controlling Fist has become even more profound. Rumor has it that this fist the Dao of controlling ghosts and gods, blasting the world apart, renowned in primeval times for its explosive power. It is one of the supreme arts of our Yuhua Sect."
"Senior Brother Liao received guidance from Senior Brother Xiang Yizhen, being imparted magic power. Naturally, the boat rises with the tide, and before long, he will advance to the upper tier. When that time comes, he will be a fierce general."
"Our Only True Sect must not only establish majesty among the core disciples of the Yuhua Sect, but also establish true majesty among the numerous king-level major sects of the Heaven Realm!"
"Look, Senior Brother Liao executed three times battle power, which is fully equivalent to three peerless Golden Immortals taking action simultaneously!"
The disciple wearing the jade crown was called "Senior Brother Liao." In the span of this punch, Senior Brother Liao even underwent a transformation, showing three bodies. Every single body executed the "Spirit Capturing Ghost Controlling Fist," rolling forward. He unleashed a tide of ghosts and gods, while he himself stood at the crest of the tide, controlling the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth, arriving with a single kill.
He seemed to also know some of the strength Fang Han had displayed in the Core Hall, so as soon as he made a move, he executed three times battle power, a thunderous strike, giving the opponent not the slightest chance to counterattack.
"Die!"
The "Spirit Capturing Ghost Controlling Fist" with three times battle power struck in an instant, aiming at Fang Han's upper, middle, and lower paths, the vital acupoints of the heaven, earth, and human triad.
Right at this moment, Fang Han moved. His palm formed a fist and raised up, brilliant with golden light, delivering three consecutive punches.
These three punches were silent and traceless, but each punch struck one of "Senior Brother Liao's" bodies. Rumble! After the three punches, Senior Brother Liao's bodies completely exploded, but the sound did not transmit out, because Fang Han had completely sealed off all space. Neither thoughts nor divine sense could be transmitted out.
Those disciples outside Jiangshen Peak could only watch helplessly as "Senior Brother Liao's" body exploded. As if in a lens slowed down countless times, the terror, astonishment, and hysterical howling on Senior Brother Liao's face were clearly visible.
"Hand it over!"
With mere three punches, Fang Han shattered the opponent's three times battle power. At the same time, he took a step forward, his hand forming a dragon claw, piercing deep into the air, and like pulling a long sword in reverse, hauled Senior Brother Liao out.
"You, what cultivation base is this! How did you not execute any Dao techniques, yet could shatter my three times battle power Spirit Capturing Ghost Controlling Fist?" Senior Brother Liao, held upside down by Fang Han, let out a shriek.
"This is nothing much, because my power is far above yours. Today, for you disciples of whatever Only True Sect, I will not kill you, but for disturbing my cultivation like this, I must hand out punishment. This way, from each of your bodies, I will extract ten thousand Golden Immortal laws to make up for my own flaws!"
With a curl of his palm, Fang Han pressed it onto "Senior Brother Liao's" head.
"Ah!"
Senior Brother Liao immediately let out a sharp and wretched scream, his entire body trembling like in an epileptic fit. Streaks of Golden Immortal laws as thick as thumbs were drawn out and merged into Fang Han's body.
A full ten thousand streaks, ten thousand streaks of Golden Immortal laws were forcibly extracted by Fang Han! Senior Brother Liao's entire person, like one who had overly indulged in debauchery, had an extremely pale face, without the slightest bit of strength remaining.
Extracting ten thousand Golden Immortal laws was equivalent to directly taking away half of his little life. No matter how he cultivated in the future, he would not be able to make up for it. Losing the greater half of his foundation, even if he swallowed more miraculous pills and wonderful medicines, it would be of no avail.
His aptitude could be considered ruined.
In the future, he could only be an ordinary Golden Immortal, perhaps even learning from Venerable Changping, unable to continue staying, and could only manage some Half-step Golden Immortal true inheritance disciples in front of the mountain gate.
"Whew! Ten thousand Golden Immortal laws… truly refreshing. But this person's Golden Immortal laws are too thin. Ten thousand streaks condensed together only increased my count by a few hundred streaks!"
After Fang Han refined the extracted Golden Immortal laws, there were merely over three hundred additional streaks inside his body. The opponent's ten thousand streaks were roughly equivalent to his own three hundred streaks. The degree of disparity could be clearly seen.
"You lot! Could it be you still want to run?"
Casually tossing "Senior Brother Liao" onto the mountain peak like a dead dog, Fang Han shifted his gaze toward the other disciples of the "Only True Sect."
"How is this person so ferocious!"
"Senior Brother Liao was shattered by him. Moreover, he hasn't even executed any peerless divine abilities. Could it be he is yet another peerless monstrous genius?"
"Let's go, this person is cruel, actually daring to play for real, having already ruined Senior Brother Liao. Senior Brother Liao directly lost ten thousand Golden Immortal laws; I am afraid his position will not be secured in the future."
"Senior Brother Xiang Yizhen, quickly take action to rescue us."
"Not good, this vicious man Feng Yuan has sealed off the entire void. I don't know what kind of immortal technique this is, but we simply have no way to escape." The remaining disciples all wanted to dodge away, but found that no matter how they flew, they could not fly a thousand miles beyond "Jiangshen Peak."
"Want to run? That is impossible. If I just let you run away like this, how will I establish a foothold in the future? Your Only True Sect wants to use me to establish prestige, and I exactly want to use you to establish prestige, letting all the seed core disciples know that I, Feng Yuan, am also a first-rate expert." Fang Han stood on Jiangshen Peak, his hair flying in the wind, looking at the flock of randomly flying disciples as if looking at a group of flies, "Hand it all over to me!"
From within his body, over ten long rainbows suddenly flew out like a peacock spreading its tail.
The long rainbows swept out, flying toward those disciples, binding them one by one, intent on absorbing their Golden Immortal laws. Ruining them. Fang Han now knew that in the Yuhua Sect, the more ruthless you were, the more others would fear you; the weaker you were, the more you would be bullied. Originally, the Heaven Realm was a world of the strong, and the core disciples of the Yuhua Sect were a world where the strong vied for supremacy. If you could not endure it, you could go outside the mountain gate to act as a manager, managing the massive outer sect, inner sect, and true inheritance disciples, still commanding the wind and clouds. But your life would stop there, without any further possibility of breaking through, ultimately dying of old age.
Golden Immortals did not have infinite lifespans either, and would likewise age and die. Under the long Heaven Realm years, all things, even Heavenly Monarchs, would decay.
"Senior Brother Xiang Yizhen, quickly come rescue us."
"Only True Sect, Only True God! Senior Brother Yizhen, quickly come rescue us!"
Two disciples, wrapped by Fang Han's rainbow-like golden light, were completely unable to move. The Golden Immortal laws all over their bodies were drawn away like flowing water, their vitality draining, and they immediately roared wildly.
As if hearing their calls, Rumble! In the sky, a massive boom occurred, and the myriad mountains within the Yuhua Heavenly Kingdom all rocked and shook. Fang Han's entire body trembled, feeling an incomparably immense power descend from the sky above, suppressing downward, as if wanting to suppress him until eternity, sinking to ultimate ruin.
He raised his head to look at the sky.
He saw a massive palace, the location of wonderful dharma, the residence of the myriad sages. That palace was resplendent with gold and jade everywhere. Powerful heavenly gods patrolled and cruised outside the palace. It was just as if the residence of the king of myriad immortals, the sage of myriad kings, had descended upon the world. With a slight movement above that palace, the aura radiating outwards disintegrated the firmament and crumbled the four extremities. The streaks of "Ancestral Spirit" aura on it made much of the vital energy within the Yuhua Heavenly Kingdom boil over.
High-grade immortal weapon "Golden Gate Miluo Palace"!
Fang Han's gaze chilled! He saw Jiangshen Peak beneath his feet cracking inch by inch. The power of that high-grade immortal weapon "Golden Gate Miluo Palace" was actually intending to crush him and the entire mountain peak, turning them into dust. Arrogant, overbearing, solitary, unexcelled in the world! This was the feeling this high-grade immortal weapon gave Fang Han when it appeared.
Originally, Fang Han had seen three high-grade immortal weapons, the "Xi Chart," the "Heaven and Earth Conch," and the one before his eyes. However, among these three high-grade immortal weapons, this "Golden Gate Miluo Palace" before his eyes was the most powerful, standing majestically.
"Feng Yuan! A newcomer like you actually dares to defy my will and humiliate the envoys I sent in such a way. Are you aware you are challenging my authority?"
From within that high-grade immortal weapon "Golden Gate Miluo Palace," a voice like the king of divine kings transmitted out. Very cruel, and highly cold and detached, without a trace of anger, only judgment and punishment. Judging all those who defied his will, punishing all those who challenged his majesty.
"Do you really think you are the Only True God? You are merely a core disciple of the Yuhua Sect!" Fang Han looked up at the sky and said coldly: "A tone so arrogant it's like a Heavenly Monarch, without the slightest bit of self-awareness. Since you provoked me so blatantly, I will let you know what true divine abilities are, Only True God!"
His body swayed, soaring into the sky. Within the sway of his fist force, it became incomparably massive, striking forth that move, Distant Legend. The epics of heroes walked out from dusty history, singing forth the splendors of legends one after another.
That massive "Golden Gate Miluo Palace" shook, impacted by Fang Han's punch, dimming considerably. It was like a ship in a rainstorm, ready to overturn at any moment.
"Those who challenge my majesty must die! I, Xiang Yizhen, am the Only True God! Number one among Golden Immortals!" From within that palace, an even more vast divine light violently shot out.