"There is actually someone else who entered this subterranean hole?"
Fang Han was also taken aback. He had just entered this subterranean hole and was still observing the surrounding situation when he saw a large group of people enter from above.
This subterranean hole was extremely secretive; it was a nexus in the tomb of the Ghost Martial Holy Lord. Without Fang Han using the "Cosmic Calculator" to deduce it, it would have been fundamentally impossible to calculate it out.
But now, someone else had entered it, who was that group of people?
"It's people from the Great Yi Religion, no wonder they could enter here!" Xu Muyun hurriedly said, for she recognized the "Yi" character Daoist robes on these people.
"Tianxing, hold on before acting, that is Xu Muyun of the Xu family, and she is also a disciple of the Yuhua Sect. If we kill her, there will be endless future troubles." Right at this moment, both sides clearly saw each other. As the people of the Great Yi Religion were about to pounce forward, suddenly that "Uncle Qian" spoke up and immediately stopped them.
"People of the Xu family?"
Yi Tianxing halted his steps, looked at Xu Muyun, and then at Bi Yu'er. His gaze flickered for quite a while before finally settling on Fang Han's body.
"I wondered who it was, so it is one of the Three Young Masters of Heavenly Secret, Yi Tianxing." Xu Muyun saw Yi Tianxing clearly and suddenly laughed, seeming somewhat familiar, "No wonder, only your Great Yi Religion excels in calculation and could discover this subterranean hole. And you, Yi Tianxing, are best at studying the tombs of various Saints. You must also have studied the Ghost Martial Holy Lord's tomb extensively to be able to enter this subterranean hole."
"Correct!" Yi Tianxing's face was ice-cold, "You all actually being able to enter this subterranean hole truly surprises me. How did you get in?"
"Of course we have our secrets too. Is it that you are allowed to enter, but we are not? If there are treasures, anyone can get a share." Bi Yu'er said.
"Get a share…" Yi Tianxing swept a glance over all the people and suddenly started laughing, "The treasures of this Ghost Martial Holy Lord are extremely abundant, especially in this subterranean hole, do you see? In the distance is a world formed by the transformation of a King-grade spirit vein, and inside it stores several incomparably strong magical treasures, and even the 'Ten Thousand Emperors Ghost Pill' forged personally by the Ghost Martial Holy Lord back then, possessing the efficacy of bringing the dead back to life. No matter how heavy the injuries are, they can be re-condensed. You want them?"
In the depths of the subterranean hole, one could faintly and indistinctly see a long river spanning countless li, with the auras of powerful magical treasures floating and sinking within the long river.
In addition to this, on the walls surrounding the subterranean hole, there were many ancient patterns, which were graphics of Saints from the Divine Tribe educating Divine Tribe warriors.
Many ancient Divine Tribe martial arts were carved onto the walls.
Furthermore, on some walls, mirrors were carved. The images displayed on the mirrors shifted like looking at flowers while riding a horse. They revealed the situations occurring in various corridors deep inside the entire tomb, and even the conditions outside the tomb on the bone mountains and in the bone river.
It was evident from this that this subterranean hole was indeed a location of the array eye type. Controlling an entire domain.
"Correct, there are benefits, we all want them, what about it. Yi Tianxing, do you want to keep them all to yourself?" With Fang Han by her side, Xu Muyun had absolutely no scruples, and she herself was a formidable character, not one to act cowardly.
"In the tomb of this Ghost Martial Holy Lord, there are a total of nine array eyes, and every array eye is suppressed by a King-grade spirit vein and many ancient treasure grand arrays." Yi Tianxing let out two cackling laughs, filled with a sinister and cold intent, "Like this, let us part on good terms. The treasures in this single array eye will be collected by our Great Yi Religion. I will point out two locations for you, and how about you go collect two King-grade spirit veins?"
"Do you take us for fools? Yi Tianxing, the Divine Tribe army, and even Heavenly Consort Umo have already entered the tomb, the rest of the array eyes will definitely be occupied by them in succession, and you want us to go seek death? Moreover, it is not even certain whether there are actually nine array eyes in this Ghost Martial Holy Lord's tomb. Not striking a ready-made bell to go forge copper instead? Where in the world is there such a cheap deal?" Bi Yu'er also sneered repeatedly, "How about, you guys retreat and go to another array eye?"
"Presumptuous!" An elder roared, "You two juniors, don't refuse the face you are given, quickly retreat, and you can still keep your lives, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable!"
"Now, they couldn't leave even if they wanted to." Yi Tianxing waved his hand, stopping this elder from speaking, "Uncle Ming, you all set up the grand array."
"What? Yi Tianxing, you want to make a move?" Xu Muyun's expression changed, "You want to ruin the relationship between the Great Yi Religion and the Xu family?"
"Relationship? In front of magical treasures, all is illusory, but I will give you two a single chance!" Yi Tianxing pointed at Xu Muyun and said, "You! Xu Muyun, and you! Bi Yu'er of the Yan Shen Marquis Mansion, right? You are both illustriously famous genius disciples, it would be too much of a pity to die, and I, Yi Tianxing, am very tender towards women and cannot bear to kill you. Come over, come to my side, be my women, and not only will I spare your lives, but I will also distribute some treasures to you. If you don't agree, then don't blame me for being ruthless. As for this man? He will absolutely die without a doubt! What I, Yi Tianxing, dislike the most are men!"
He pointed at Fang Han.
At this time, Fang Han was not looking at him, but rather at the scenes displayed in the mirrors on the four walls of the subterranean hole, especially a large mirror in the center, which actually showed seven or eight blurred shadows continuously leaping and grappling with a spectral shadow.
That mirror seemed to be blocked by a strong surge of magic power, unable to display the true situation.
"Could it be that Wu Chang and those seven or eight God Prison law enforcement disciples have started fighting?" Fang Han felt doubtful in his heart, but upon hearing Yi Tianxing's words, he suddenly turned his head back and took a step forward, "I was originally going to spare your lives, because I have killed too many people, wanted to rest a while, and didn't want to bring upon too many sins of slaughter, but I didn't expect you all to not know up from down, life from death, so you can't blame me! Kill them all!"
Rumble!
Fang Han spoke no nonsense at all, simply acting like a humanoid ancient Tyrannosaurus rex, rushing in front of this group of Great Yi Religion experts in an instant.
Two miserable cries rang out, as the two elders guarding in front of "Yi Tianxing" were blown apart in mid-air by two punches, flying upwards, a bloody and mangled mess splattering in all directions, a scene tragic to the absolute extreme.
"Tianxing, retreat! This person is ferocious!"
In an instant, that "Uncle Qian" next to Yi Tianxing let out a fierce mad roar, stepped forward across the space, and punched out, "Observing the Dao of Heaven, executing the punishment of Heaven! Take one move of mine, Yi Dao God Fist."
His body suddenly expanded as if filled with air, his steps wildly trampling the earth, and he bombarded a punch right at Fang Han, capturing the moment exactly when he broke through the two elders, his new strength yet to be generated and his old strength having depleted.
With this punch of "Uncle Qian", his body transformed into five, astonishingly exhibiting fully five times combat power, striking out with super-strong boundless true strength.
Fang Han's eyes showed a cold smile, not dodging in the slightest, delivering another punch, violently smashing against it force against force.
As the two punches collided in mid-air, "Uncle Qian" let out a heaven-shaking and earth-shattering miserable scream. Viscous flesh and blood splattered from his eyes, nose, and ears alike. It seemed this punch from Fang Han had shattered all the organs inside his body.
"Pfft!"
Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, they saw this "Uncle Qian" open his mouth and spray out a clump of fresh blood. Mixed within that fresh blood were a shattered heart, liver, gallbladder, and lungs…
Fang Han's punch had struck all the internal organs in his body so hard they sprayed out.
"I didn't want to strike a lethal blow, yet people repeatedly press me, one truly has no control over oneself in the martial world." Fang Han sighed deeply, but his actions were incomparably ruthless. His body trembled once again, a palm extended out, continuously striking out several palm shadows.
On the spot, the people struck by the palm shadows all exploded open.
Those following beside "Yi Tianxing" were all peerless Golden Immortals, yet they could not withstand a single round from Fang Han.
In an instant, everyone, including the most powerful "Uncle Qian", was jolted to death by Fang Han's punch, turning into flesh and blood. Puzzling his large sleeve, all this flesh and blood was put into his pocket and directly refined without any politeness. Getting supplemented by so many experts of the Great Yi Religion, the Gate of Highest Heaven made a buzzing sound and began to rotate slowly, the Golden Immortal laws on it becoming even denser and tightly packed, resembling an immortal doorway forged from crimson gold.
"How could it be like this!"
Yi Tianxing watched Fang Han walking out like a storm of blood and gore, unable to believe how such a seemingly unremarkable mere Golden Immortal disciple could possibly just kill all the experts by his side like this.
The experts beside him were all carefully selected formidable existences, especially "Uncle Qian", who was his senior with profound cultivation who had comprehended the Dao of Ancestors. His Golden Immortal laws had already reached an unimaginably thick state, yet he was killed in one move.
Instantly, in his eyes, Fang Han became even more freakish than those law enforcement disciples of the God Prison.
How could such a person appear in an ordinary sect?
"Hmph! One day, I will take revenge! Yuhua Sect, Xu family, you killed so many people of my Great Yi Religion, what follows will only be war, endless endless war."
Yi Tianxing said viciously, as his body suddenly twisted, dispersing like a phantom illusion. The person before their eyes was actually a decoy left by him; he had already escaped before he even spoke.
From within the void, an ethereal and vague voice transmitted over, "Even if you are formidable, you still cannot catch a single hair on my body. I'll tell you this, this move of mine is called 'Walker without Borders', having no territory and no boundaries. Even an Ancestral Immortal would have no way to deal with me."
"Come out for me!"
Fang Han let out a loud roar, bending his palm into a hook and snatching fiercely toward the void. His arm completely penetrated into the boundless nothingness, ripping through who knew how many distant countries.
A twisting and struggling shadow was unexpectedly yanked out of the nothingness by him. That shadow was none other than Yi Tianxing, being held in his grip and still running continuously. During the running, a massive magical power was operating inside his body.
That magical power was clearly not cultivated by him, seemingly an inheritance obtained from an ancient Saint.
The appearance of that magical power was a rune of a colossal Saint running fiercely.