"This, this… is simply too grand a maneuver."
Within a tiny space of the void, inside a small point almost smaller than all spatial dust, Xu Muyun watched Fang Han execute monstrous magic power, pulling through the air. Many spirit veins along with magical treasures all flew in, leaving each of them dumbfounded once again.
They had only thought Fang Han would collect as many magical treasures as possible, yet they had not expected this. Fang Han was so ferocious that he aimed to catch all the magical treasures here in one fell swoop, taking everything into his pocket.
Just now, Fang Han fiercely urged his vitality to erupt power, making everyone aware and sense the threat. Sensing a pause in their actions, he immediately executed a profound magical power, hiding his form in the void. Then, using some unknown miraculous technique, he actually induced all the magical treasures and spirit veins to shrink in size, drill into the void, and fly toward himself.
This not only allowed him to collect those magical treasures but also remained undiscovered by others.
"What powerful existence is that, to actually try to capture all the spirit veins and magical treasures into the void? Where exists such a cheap deal, void, annihilate!"
The Zi Wei Prince's face was cold. This time he risked falling out with the Mu Ye family and rushed in, yet he didn't secure a single treasure. Now for them to be entirely swept away by someone was simply an utterly devastating loss, absolutely unbearable.
He sent out a shockwave through the air, forming seals with his hands, and unleashed a secret technique of the Heavenly Court, the Purple Kill Imperial Fist.
The void was instantly shattered into fragments.
However, within that patch of void, a massive palm suddenly emerged. Displaying crystal transparency, pure as glazed glass, with countless divine countries manifesting within, it grabbed through the air, heavily suppressing the vitality.
That Purple Kill Imperial Fist disintegrated immediately.
Thump thump thump!
The Zi Wei Prince retreated three steps consecutively. His entire body felt as if it had suffered a heavy blow, and he sprayed out a mouthful of fresh blood.
"Such formidable magic power, who exactly is that person?" All the experts were in sheer shock. They swept the void with their divine senses but found no clues whatsoever inside.
In other words, given Fang Han's current magic power, even if he was clearly hiding in the air, no one would discover him. Because he had transformed into particles far smaller than spatial dust.
The magic power of a Golden Immortal could only scan down to spatial dust; any smaller was beyond their capability.
"Good, among these experts, though there are tyrannical existences, none are enough to induce fear." Fang Han watched plainly as the remaining twenty-seven spirit veins, as well as the magical treasures, flew toward him, about to be all taken into his pouch, a faint excitement arising in his heart.
Setting the spirit veins aside, which were a great fortune, among those magical treasures were fully dozens of mid-grade immortal artifacts, as well as four or five powerful high-grade immortal artifacts. Each high-grade immortal artifact was enough to crush an ordinary Golden Immortal to death.
Yet these high-grade immortal artifacts united could not match him now. They could only obediently let themselves be captured by him.
Among the magical treasures were flags, banners, canopies, nets, swords, sabers, spears, halberds, pagodas, cauldrons, bells, furnaces… there were even giant bows and arrows. The Golden Immortal laws contained upon every single magical treasure were enough to make some Golden Immortals with profound cultivation feel ashamed.
Especially the Golden Immortal laws contained on those few high-grade immortal artifacts, every single one was as thick as a person's arm, densely interwoven into grand Dao textures and mysterious patterns. That imposing aura alone was something no one could resist.
"If these immortal artifacts completely merge into the Gate of Highest Heaven, I wonder if it can transform the Gate of Highest Heaven into a mid-grade immortal artifact? Reaching heaven in a single bound?" Fang Han already had several spirit veins prepared. The moment he collected them, he would instantly shatter and melt them to elevate the Gate of Highest Heaven.
He even knew that if the Gate of Highest Heaven was upgraded, the mysterious character "Zhi" within it, representing the Heavenly Court's general principle Dao art, "Highest Heaven Supreme Holy High Emperor Governing True Law," would undergo another change and gain great supplementation, enabling him finally to thoroughly learn that general outline martial art.
Rumble rumble!
One by one, the spirit veins flew into Fang Han's divine country crystals first.
"What powerful spirit veins, this is truly comfortable. Twenty-four, twenty-five… thirty… thirty-five… forty…" When the first-grade spirit veins within Fang Han's body increased to forty in an instant, just as the magical treasures were also about to be absorbed into his body, an anomaly suddenly occurred.
A sword light arrived inexplicably, slashing out from the depths of the tomb.
This sword light was sharp, like a world-creating lightning bolt in the dark universe, slicing apart the firmament and producing the first ray of light.
This sword light was exceedingly profound, holding a thought of cutting and severing. It directly sliced into the mental connection between Fang Han and those magical treasures. It made the vitality scatter open.
"What kind of sword intent is this!"
Fang Han was greatly alarmed, his expression changing repeatedly. He looked toward the depths from where the sword was thrust, operating the Cave Heaven Divine Eye with full force, and saw a young man standing as straight as a spear.
"Wu Chang!"
He immediately recognized that this sword light was precisely launched by the Heavenly Court's number one fugitive, Wu Chang. It was unknown how the opponent had found him, directly slashing out a sword from deep within the tomb. This sword was a sword intent transcending that of a Golden Immortal. Handled with ease, it directly severed all vitality connections, faintly seeming to isolate Fang Han completely from heaven and earth altogether.
If Fang Han had not comprehended the realm of being one with heaven and earth, just this simple sword stroke could have thoroughly exiled a person into eternal nothingness, unable to ever extricate themselves.
"Great Treasury Seal Sword!"
Sensing the manifestation of the sword light, feeling unable to move and completely unperceptive of the outside world, Xu Muyun could not help but exclaim: "Feng Yuan, this is the Great Treasury Seal Sword that made Wu Chang famous."
"Hmph! What Great Treasury Seal Sword, trying to seal me?" Fang Han roared inwardly: "One with heaven and earth!" His billions of crystalline divine countries all over emitted intents, tuning to the same frequency as heaven and earth. All discomforts were entirely eliminated; heaven and earth was still the original heaven and earth.
That strand of sword qi had already slashed in front of him, peeling Fang Han out from the minuscule space of dust.
Without thinking, Fang Han brewed the Epoch God Fist. His large hand grabbed through the empty air. With successive variations, he aimed to capture this strand of sword qi. Yet that sword qi behaved like a ghost and a snake; with a slight turn of its edge, it evaded all of Fang Han's variations, thrusting instead toward Xu Muyun and Bi Yu'er beside Fang Han.
"Not good." The two women felt completely incapable of blocking it no matter what.
This was an existence transcending Golden Immortals, an ancestral immortal striking out sword qi; at the Golden Immortal realm, it simply defied comprehension.
"Don't panic!" Fang Han remained calm and composed. Advancing steadily step by step, his body's divine country crystals scattered once again, then recombined, also radiating traces of the aura of ancestral spirits. He executed the capturing martial art from the Thirty-Three Heavens Creation God Fist, consecutively launching over ten million seizures. With the final move, the Heaven Stealing Claw, he managed to grasp that strand of sword qi, flinging it into the Gate of Highest Heaven and urging a supreme secret technique.
"Good…"
Once the sword qi was suppressed, a voice transmitted from deep within the tomb. Wu Chang's cold voice spoke, "I didn't expect that such a figure would emerge among the Golden Immortals. With your cultivation, you could even secure a seat among those people in the Hell Law Enforcement Teams. Right now, I am collecting King-grade spirit veins, so I only gave you a single sword. If you want retaliation, come find me deep within the tomb. Of course, if you want the Holy Chart of the Ghost Martial Holy Lord, you will inevitably have to search for me, hehehehehehe…"
"A thing that does not know the immensity of heaven and earth." Fang Han silently cursed: "I haven't even executed thirty-three times combat power yet." Though cursing like this, he held a deep wariness in his heart and decided to hide even deeper: "Once I refine my Gate of Highest Heaven into a mid-grade immortal artifact, I will let you know what true formidable power is. At that time, setting up a life-or-death battle with you to hone my Epoch God Fist."
Suppressing this strand of sword qi, Fang Han utilized the Minor Destiny Art to trace the origin of the sword qi, only to find nothingness. Deep within the tomb, Wu Chang's traces had long disappeared.
And the spirit veins and treasures he had grasped all scattered away anew.
"What kind of sword light was that? It actually cut off vitality! These magical treasures have scattered again!"
"That sword light… If I didn't see wrongly, it is the Heavenly Court's number one fugitive, Wu Chang's. This person has also entered the tomb."
"Wu Chang made a move, dealing with that expert hiding in the void. What kind of character was the hiding one exactly?"
"Who cares. Maybe that person has already been slain by Wu Chang. One must know that when Wu Chang attacks, he never leaves survivors. Quickly snatching the treasures and spirit veins is what matters!"
…
Fang Han capturing the magical treasures, and Wu Chang striking a sword causing the magical treasures to scatter, happened in a single instant. The people outside all saw the magical treasures and spirit veins that were about to vanish into the void suddenly disperse, flying randomly everywhere. Consequently, they all leaped up, contesting everywhere for them.
Instantly, the Zi Wei Prince, Miao Luo Prince, Shen Xiao Prince, Yi Zhen Prince… a bunch of experts from the Heavenly Court, respectively snatched several magical treasures and spirit veins.
"Detestable!" Fang Han absolutely could not control this change because when those magical treasures scattered, he was occupied sealing that strand of sword qi.
Seeing the magical treasures being retrieved by many people anew, he had an urge to instantly butcher Wu Chang.
Before he had enough time to dash out, those magical treasures and remaining spirit veins were thoroughly cleared out by the Princes of major institutions in the Heavenly Court, as well as by several large families like the Mu Ye family.
"I miscalculated this time, getting schemed against once by that Wu Chang! But I will collect this debt sooner or later. Doesn't he have a massive bounty from the Heavenly Court? I am going to bring his head alive to the Heavenly Court to claim the reward." Fang Han moved his body: "Let's go!"
"Feng Yuan, why are we going? Not killing these people and snatching back the magical treasures and spirit veins?" Xu Muyun actually felt that if Fang Han charged out now, he would be completely like a tiger among sheep.
"Inappropriate, there are also experts in the Mu Ye family, along with many Princes of the Heavenly Court among them. Definitely we can't completely eradicate everyone. By leaving behind a few traces, we will be exposed. I'll immediately become a target for everyone, ending up as miserably as Wu Chang, wanted everywhere. What's more, that guy Wu Chang is currently collecting a King-grade spirit vein; we absolutely cannot let him succeed."
While Fang Han was speaking, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and his ears twitched. "The Divine Tribe army has entered, let's swiftly go deeper inward."
With a movement of his body, he disappeared from sight. Meanwhile, along the entire passage, many Golden Immortal cultivators were wildly flying: "Everyone, the Divine Tribe army is pressing in, quickly proceed deeper into the tomb!"
Within this burial ground, many large forces had suddenly appeared, plainly having just entered.
The situation was growing more and more complex.