"More and more large forces are entering this tomb. I wonder if this tomb will become their burial ground?" Fang Han flew rapidly, heading deeper into the tomb, searching for the auras of "Wu Chang" and the King-grade spirit vein.
However, he had left some of his divine country crystals in the passages of the tomb, allowing him to "see" countless armies of the Divine Tribe pouring in endlessly from the entrance of the tomb.
And among the Divine Tribe army, Golden Immortals from some large forces engaged in slaughter! Breaking through the torrent of the Divine Tribe army, they flew inside.
It seemed that the news of the Ghost Martial Holy Lord's tomb appearing had already been known to many experts.
A tomb of a half-step Heavenly Lord could indeed attract many people.
"What are those?"
Fang Han's divine sense "saw" several shadows among the Divine Tribe army. With casual swings, countless Divine Tribe soldiers fell dead at their hands one after another.
These shadows wore different clothes, but their temperaments were very similar. Surprisingly, they shared some similarities with Wu Chang, but there was one difference: these shadows were all Golden Immortals, whereas Wu Chang was an "Ancestral Immortal," an existence that had surpassed the Golden Immortal realm.
Pfff!
One shadow flickered and shifted within the Divine Tribe army. A Golden Immortal Great Commander of the Divine Tribe went up to block him, only to be directly cleaved in half with a single sword strike, capitalizing on the momentum.
The cultivation of this shadow was simply incredibly times more formidable than that of Princes like Zi Wei Prince, Murong Shi, and Jin Mieyu! He could even rival Fang Han when he was not executing the thirty-three times combat power!
Along the way, how many Golden Immortals had Fang Han absorbed?
First, there were more than ten Black Tortoise Heavenly King Beasts, followed by Murong Shi, then Jin Mieyu and his five great attendants. Just now, he had punched Mu Ye Jun to death and absorbed him as well, making his Golden Immortal laws outrageously tyrannical.
However, this shadow could actually rival and contend with him. Just what kind of freak was that?
"Feng Yuan, these shadows are precisely those freaks from the Heavenly Court's God Prison Law Enforcement Team! They are geniuses among geniuses, figures who have been taught by Heavenly Lords. Having undergone countless cruel trainings, every year, the Heavenly Court recruits countless genius disciples to undergo training there. However, out of ten thousand geniuses undergoing the cruel training, generally, only one can survive. Our Xu family has produced generations of talents, and several people once entered the God Prison, but they were all tortured to death by the cruel training! Those who can survive are all existences terrifying enough to scare an immortal to death."
Seeing these shadows, Xu Muyun looked as if she had seen ghosts, unable to conceal the terror and fear in her heart.
Bi Yu'er's body also shivered, "How come this group of freaks came here? Could it also be for the Ghost Martial Holy Lord's tomb? Or the Ghost Martial Holy Chart?"
"No, they are here for Wu Chang. Wu Chang was also once a member of the God Prison. Later, he defected and has been constantly hunted by the people of the God Prison. It is rumored that these people from the God Prison received personal teaching from the Thunder Emperor Heavenly Lord. With a Heavenly Lord personally teaching, even a pig would not be inferior to us." Xu Muyun still found it difficult to erase the terror in her heart: "What's more, those who enter the God Prison are all freaks even more monstrous than us."
"Indeed strong, very strong."
Fang Han also had to face them squarely. Watching those shadows leaping among the Divine Tribe army, he only felt that everyone was enveloped by shadows. Those shadows were neither magical treasures nor Dao arts, but the phenomena caused by spatial and temporal tremors and the shattering of divine countries generated by their high-speed leaping.
The explosive power of these shadows was astonishing. Every move they made unleashed several times their combat power with casual ease. When an ordinary expert exerted two or three times their combat power, apart from consuming a massive amount of primal qi, their own Golden Immortal laws and physical flesh and blood would be unable to bear it. If they consecutively unleashed several times their combat power, their bodies would collapse, and even their laws would all break, turning into nothingness.
Even for Fang Han himself, after comprehending the realm of being one with heaven and earth, he could not unleash thirty-three times his combat power too many times. After more than ten times, his body's laws would be unable to bear it.
However, now that he had comprehended the realm of being one with heaven and earth, his body's crystalline divine countries had begun to develop towards the direction of Creation Divine Artifacts. He was more than ten times stronger than before.
He could consecutively strike out hundreds of times with thirty-three times combat power.
If he waited until his own Golden Immortal laws became as thick as heaven-supporting pillars, then striking over a thousand times would not be a problem.
Unleashing thirty-three times combat power over a thousand times in an instant, perhaps even Ancestral Immortals would be beaten to death by him.
"These people unleash several times their combat power with every move. The toughness of their bodies is truly too terrifying," Xu Muyun murmured. "Rumor has it that during the daily training of these freaks, they must exert several times their combat power, causing the Golden Immortal laws all over their bodies to break and their energy to be completely drained. Then, they jump into the Thunder Emperor Heavenly Lord's lightning pool for baptism, enduring thousands of pains while keeping their spiritual intelligence from dissipating, before finally recovering and being reborn from the ashes."
"These people have to experience the pain of dying and coming back to life, of completely draining their energy, countless times every day. I couldn't even withstand this kind of training. I heard that many geniuses jumped into the lightning pool for baptism, couldn't endure the pain, and were melted by the lightning pool." Bi Yu'er shivered.
"Those who can be trained over such conditions cannot be described as immortals anymore. I don't know what their names are."
"Such training?" Fang Han's mind was moved upon hearing this. Exerting several times the combat power every day, causing all of one's Golden Immortal laws to snap, was equivalent to crippling one's own magical powers, and then jumping into the lightning pool for baptism to reconnect the heavens-defying path. However, he couldn't use this method to train himself, because he didn't have the Thunder Emperor Heavenly Lord's lightning pool.
How miraculous was a lightning pool forged by a Heavenly Lord?
It could repair and resurrect. Fang Han didn't have one either, but among the Thirty-Three Heavens supreme treasures, there were a few magical treasures, such as the Heaven Mending Furnace, that would indeed have this function if they reached a miraculous realm.
Rip! Suddenly, deep within the Divine Tribe army, after one shadow had consecutively killed thousands of Divine Tribe warriors, a strand of white hair struck through the air, curling towards the body of this shadow.
"Heavenly Consort Umo made a move?" Fang Han's mind stirred, wanting to see how that Heavenly Consort Umo would deal with this shadow.
Strands of white hair pierced through space like spiritual snakes, arranging into a formation to trap the shadow. But that shadow faced the danger without panicking, not showing the slightest emotional fluctuation, as if he were a dead person who had died hundreds of millions of times. A intense sword gleam suddenly erupted from his palm. The sword resembled arcs of lightning. With a flash, it broke open, and a thunderous explosion detonated amidst the white hair. Shortly after, Golden Immortal laws almost as thick as a human leg burst out from this shadow's body, transforming into a ferociously unrivaled combat power that slashed through the air.
"Nine Heavens Resonance Primary Transformation Thunder Ancestral Law!"
This shadow let out a muffled divine sense, like rolling thunder across the sky. This time, his body actually appeared as ten. Ten times combat power!
Rip!
The white hair was torn apart by this shadow.
"The disciples of the God Prison Law Enforcement Team are indeed this tyrannical! The disciples trained under the command of the Thunder Emperor Heavenly Lord are truly extraordinary." The faint divine sense could not be heard by anyone, but by utilizing the Dao of Terminus, Fang Han still understood it. Immediately after, he saw the white hair gathering anew, completely shrouding towards that shadow once again.
Ten times combat power!
This shadow erupted with ten times combat power again! Tearing the white hair apart once more. He shuttled outwards, but Heavenly Consort Umo's white hair was simply endless, constantly wrapping around.
"Hmph! Ten-Star Continuous Kill!" That shadow suddenly let out a cold snort. For ten consecutive times, he erupted with ten times combat power, his body remaining completely motionless. He thoroughly tore apart all the white hair, and then with a leap, he let out a long howl, summoning the other shadows. Tearing and shattering, they carved out a bloody path, passing through the Divine Tribe army and entering the depths of the tomb.
"All armies hear the order, station in place! Do not enter the depths of the tomb. Wait until those Heavenly Realm forces have slaughtered each other enough, then our Divine Tribe army will enter in one fell swoop!"
Suddenly, within that passage, the countless Divine Tribe soldiers came to a halt. It turned out that a Great Commander had spoken.
Subsequently, fully over a hundred Divine Tribe Great Commanders flew out from the army, forming a grand array that transformed into a mirror door.
Within the mirror door, the phantom of a woman appeared. It was exactly Heavenly Consort Umo.
"Greetings to the Heavenly Consort!"
Countless Divine Tribe warriors voiced out.
"You all enter into the restrictive laws of the tomb. In a moment, my magic power will descend and control the entire tomb. You should not appear for now. Soon, the large Heavenly Realm forces outside will increase in number. Let them all come in and slaughter each other!" Heavenly Consort Umo's voice sounded.
A Golden Immortal Great Commander of the Divine Tribe stepped forward and said, "Heavenly Consort, those shadows just now slaughtered many of our experts. What should we do? Such strong magical powers, unexpectedly executing ten times heaven-shaking combat power continuously without getting tired. Even the geniuses in our Divine Tribe are not this formidable."
"These are peerless experts cultivated by the Thunder Emperor Heavenly Lord. The Heavenly Realm is the supreme origin point of the Heavens and Myriad Realms. Geniuses are countless times more numerous than in our Divine Tribe; they cannot be compared. Just act according to the original plan."
While speaking, Heavenly Consort Umo's form dissipated.
The Divine Tribe army also gradually infiltrated into the tomb.
The walls of the entire tomb contained endless restrictive laws with destructive power capable of wiping out Golden Immortals, yet they caused not the slightest harm to the Divine Tribe. This group of the Divine Tribe army hid within, and it was unknown where they had reached.
"Heavenly Consort Umo's methods are indeed formidable. It seems she is executing a heaven-shaking grand plan." Seeing all this, Fang Han thought of those shadows from earlier again. While flying, he pondered, "These God Prison Law Enforcement disciples are each terrifyingly dreadful. Ordinary Golden Immortals are probably like chickens and ducks in their eyes. If I don't execute my thirty-three times combat power and they attack me, continuously executing ten times their combat power, I'm afraid I…"
Fang Han saw clearly just now that the shadow was a young-looking cultivator who actually continuously unleashed ten times combat power, doing so over ten times in a row, as simply as eating and drinking.
Even in the massive Heavenly Realm, three to five times combat power was considered a supreme art, and seven to eight times combat power was a Heavenly Lord's supreme art. Ordinary people simply couldn't get it imparted to them. Even core disciples of major sects found it difficult to receive such inheritance. Ten times combat power was equivalent to the pinnacle of pinnacles, only recorded in peerless secret tomes.
With a supreme art like ten times combat power, if an ordinary Golden Immortal performed it once, they would be severely injured. It was a move of mutual destruction, burning jade and stone together.
Casting it once was incredible enough; casting it consecutively for ten times was something unheard of even in legends.