"I only have a few months of time left to live? What a joke. With that strike just now, you still weren't able to do anything to me. And even let me capture all of those disciples of your Only True Sect! You couldn't even rescue back your lackeys, yet you have the nerve to speak such big words?" Fang Han stood on his own dwelling "Jiangshen Peak," looking at Xiang Yizhen's departing figure, sneering continuously. The dusk-colored sphere in his hand ruptured, and the seven or eight disciples, including Senior Brother Liao, fell out, all prostrating themselves before him.
"Senior Brother Feng Yuan, spare our lives! Spare us!"
"We were wrong, we shouldn't have followed that Xiang Yizhen. We didn't expect that your divine abilities would cover the world, actually being able to defeat him. From now on, we are willing to withdraw from the Only True Sect. Dead set on following by your side, waving flags and shouting battle cries for you."
"For the sake that we are all seed core disciples of the Yuhua Sect, spare us this once. We promise we won't dare next time. Absolutely do not extract the Golden Immortal laws from our bodies, otherwise we will never have the possibility of progressing again!"
Thump! Thump thump!
These disciples were all peerless Golden Immortals. When they first arrived, each and every one of them had their hands behind their backs, looking down upon the world disdainfully, but in the blink of an eye, they became groveling cowards. No matter how powerful their strength was, upon encountering an even more powerful existence, the negative emotions of human nature were fully exposed.
"Oh? You are begging me for mercy now? However you put it, you are each all overlord-level existences, actually wagging your tails and begging for pity like this. Truly laughable." Fang Han looked at these kowtowing disciples with great interest.
"Senior Brother Feng Yuan, the more powerful an existence is, the more they care about their own life and death. Instead, it is the ants who fail to realize the value of their own lives. We are all Golden Immortals, life is splendid." A disciple kowtowed consecutively. "Only minor figures talk about forsaking life and forgetting death, because they simply have never enjoyed the splendor of life."
"Since you know this point, very good. If you made a mistake, you must pay the price. Furthermore, I, Feng Yuan, do not need to establish any Only True Sect. Nor do I have the ambition to unify the many core disciples of the Yuhua Sect. I do not need you to seek refuge. I can spare you. I will not absorb the Golden Immortal laws from your bodies. But as punishment, you will vacate your dwellings for me. I need to cultivate."
Looking at these seven or eight Golden Immortal core disciples, a thought flickered in Fang Han's mind. Having just arrived at the Yuhua Sect and become a core disciple, he couldn't act too excessively. Crippling them entirely would cause a little bit of trouble. If it reached the ears of the Yuhua Sect's higher-ups, it would leave a bad impression.
Anyway, having repelled Xiang Yizhen now, it was enough to have established his supreme majesty.
"Yes, yes, yes… we will definitely vacate our dwellings. Supplying them for Senior Brother Feng Yuan to cultivate." Several disciples nodded consecutively, without the slightest bit of resistance or dissatisfaction, but instead like receiving a great amnesty.
Fang Han had just repelled Xiang Yizhen; they knew they could not resist. What kind of person was Xiang Yizhen? In their minds, he was an existence like a heavenly god, a Golden Immortal at the absolute pinnacle, yet even he could not do anything to this "Feng Yuan" before them.
With a flick of Fang Han's finger, eight streams of golden light flew out instantly, transforming in the blink of an eye into eight gigantic puppets. These puppets were all ferocious, with three heads and six arms, holding various shaped magic treasures in their hands.
It was precisely the Wisdom Kings he evolved using the Great Puppet Art.
"Take all these puppets back and enshrine them in your dwellings, then retreat, and seal the dwellings. Everyday, these puppets will automatically absorb the spirit vein energy in the dwellings for my use. Understand? These puppets are me; if there is the slightest abnormal movement, I will descend and kill."
Fang Han said coldly: "Go!"
"Yes, we do not dare defy Senior Brother's orders." The seven or eight core disciples all took the puppets and fled as if flying, not daring to have any complaints.
Through these puppets, Fang Han could clearly see the actions of these disciples.
About half an hour later, these disciples all entered their own dwellings, honestly placed the puppets inside, then retreated, sealed the dwellings, and left.
Among these seven or eight disciples, apart from that Senior Brother Liao who had cultivated twenty to thirty thousand streaks of Golden Immortal laws, the remaining disciples had just over ten thousand streaks of Golden Immortal laws contained within their bodies. They couldn't be considered very strong, but if they went outside, they could occupy a major providence and become an existence on the level of the Heavenly Spring Sect or Mount Fangcun.
However, in Fang Han's hands, it was still not enough to be regarded.
Rumble!
The moment those puppets were placed, Fang Han instantly felt eight streams of spirit vein vital energy transmitted over from spacetime, entering his own divine kingdom crystals, and his cultivation began to grow slowly.
The aura of king-grade spirit veins merged mutually with the divine kingdom crystals of his body, generating Golden Immortal laws like fine gossamer. Millions of Golden Immortal laws entangled together, condensed, forged, and finally transformed into a single thick law.
With the spirit vein vital energy of eight dwellings, Fang Han's cultivation speed would naturally be much, much faster.
"Occupying dwellings is indeed the best path for cultivation! No wonder Xiang Yizhen occupied them everywhere, and even occupied them for his two concubines. But fighting with me today, he did not gain any advantage! I will have to be careful of this person in the future; I didn't expect this person to actually be the inheritor of the Night Emperor! Fortunately, my brilliance of the Dusk of the Gods can decipher the Night Emperor's profound art, otherwise, unable to execute thirty-three times battle power, I would have fallen at his hands today."
Fang Han secretly deduced in his heart.
Those calculation magic treasures, the "Heavenly Cycle Compass," the "Incomplete Heaven Map," and the "Orb of Destiny" began deducing ceaselessly, deducing the battle with Xiang Yizhen just now.
He had to say, Xiang Yizhen was indeed boundless in magic power, vast in divine abilities, and looked down disdainfully upon the world. That Night Emperor Divine Fist seized the profound mysteries of heaven and earth and manipulated the infinite quintessence.
Moreover, in this battle, the two sides had not determined a victor and loser. The reason Xiang Yizhen retreated was because one of his divine abilities had genuinely not been cultivated to perfection, and he had hurriedly come out for a battle. He only exerted less than half of his strength.
Of course, Fang Han also had not exerted his true strength.
"Night Emperor Divine Fist…"
With a flash of his body, Fang Han entered the dwelling of Jiangshen Peak once again and began secluded cultivation. Deducing the Night Emperor Divine Fist from the battle just now. This battle was of great benefit to him. It could allow him to once again master a peerless martial art.
Rumble!
During his secluded cultivation, countless air currents sealed off the entire Jiangshen Peak dwelling. This was a formidable restraining method he executed, ensuring no one would dare stray half a step beyond the prescribed limit ever again.
"Even Xiang Yizhen was shocked back! This child is indeed unfathomably deep. It seems our Yuhua Sect has gained yet another monstrous genius-level talent. In the future Heavenly Court Seed Competition, he will definitely be able to obtain good results."
The Great Venerable watched this battle from beginning to end and also felt deeply shocked. With his cultivation base, going against either of them, he might not necessarily be able to match them.
He stood up and carved out a spacetime tunnel, walking toward the depths of the Yuhua Heavenly Kingdom, seemingly to report this matter: "Those old antiques should also be almost finished with their secluded cultivation and can come out to manage these disciples somewhat."
"Gu Changfeng, that Feng Yuan truly has the qualifications to challenge you, actually being able to fight Xiang Yizhen to such a degree."
Within the Core Hall, an elder retracted his gaze and spoke to Gu Changfeng.
Gu Changfeng's "Profound Fire Golden Pupils" also stopped flickering. He slightly closed his eyes, seemingly mulling over something. After quite a while, he opened his eyes and sneered: "Xiang Yizhen was at the most critical juncture of cultivation and forcefully exited seclusion, causing his battle power to weaken, otherwise, that Feng Yuan would not have been able to decipher his Night Emperor Divine Fist. I am also about to breakthrough a supreme profound art recently. In another ten days or half a month, when the profound art reaches major completion and I cultivate the Profound Fire Holy Body, I will be able to arbitrarily annihilate these two!"
"Then congratulations to you, Young Master Gu, on the major completion of your Holy Body!" Several elders congratulated consecutively. At the same time, another elder walked out from the depths of the Core Hall: "Young Master Gu, the Heavenly Court's reward has descended. You killed the Poison Blood Young Master, and the Heavenly Court's immortal official is highly pleased. They have allocated the reward: ten king-grade immortal pills, Jade Dew Qiongqi Pills, each pill containing a thousand Golden Immortal laws, as well as three second-grade spirit veins, and one mid-grade immortal weapon, the Bright Net Armor."
"Good!" With a wave of his large hand, Gu Changfeng collected all these treasures: "These days, I have completed many missions and obtained immense wealth. Now I will go to Yuanzhou to exchange for an ancient talisman left behind by an ancient primeval Supreme Immortal, the Sun Divine Lord, and merge it into my body. Then my Profound Fire Holy Body will truly reach major completion. When that time comes, the flesh and blood of my entire body will transform into profound fire holy flames, which no one will be able to extinguish!"
He transformed into a crimson long rainbow and vanished without a trace…
"Another formidable character has emerged. Feng Yuan was able to stand as an equal against Xiang Yizhen! Brother Xia, did you see clearly or not? When Xiang Yizhen finally executed the Night Emperor Divine Fist, what divine ability did that Fang Han use to decipher it? That stream of light, as brilliant and solemn as dusk, and mixed within it was the aura of the Dao of Sorcery left behind from the previous epoch. I actually could not see exactly what kind of divine ability it was. Logically speaking, between this heaven and earth, techniques capable of breaking the Night Emperor Divine Fist are as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns."
The two mysterious Yuhua Sect core disciples playing chess under the pine tree also retracted their gazes, sighing repeatedly.
"I couldn't tell either, but it seems to carry a bit of the God Race's aura. It seems to be a martial art of the God Race."
"The martial arts of the God Race are profound and extensive, and many have been passed down into the Heaven Realm. Anyway, in the future, we need to be a bit careful of that Feng Yuan!"
The bodies of the two men gradually dissipated, who knows where they went to do what.
"Fang Han, why are you deducing so painstakingly? Could it be you really want to learn the Night Emperor Divine Fist? The Night Emperor Divine Fist is a supreme martial art. Unless you raise your realm again and surpass the Golden Immortal, you will only then be able to deduce the quintessence within it."
Inside the dwelling, Yan, seeing Fang Han deducing ceaselessly, even with every divine kingdom crystal in his body trembling, couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.
"That's not it. I just want to create a martial art of my own." Fang Han closed his eyes, pondering carefully: "I've discovered that when fighting experts, having overly complicated martial arts is not a good thing, and it is very easily recognized by people. Just like the Dusk of the Gods; if someone who had experienced it saw it, it would arouse suspicion. Right now, I must create a set of martial arts that belongs to me. This way, in future interactions with the Heavenly Court, my identity will remain hidden. Of course, this set of martial arts must be strong! Otherwise, I will be defeated by others!"