Fang Han had long seen that this group of people was restless.
Hearing that the Bone Saint was dead, they all thought his strength stopped there. He simply sneered secretly in his heart, saying the Bone Saint was dead was because Fang Han could not be bothered to hide it, so he found an origin for his power. Death ended all troubles, dead men tell no tales, making it easier to cover up the lie.
The present Nangong Mie, Nangong Sha, Nangong Yuan, Nangong Xian, the four great Supreme Elders, Ancestral Immortal level experts, if Fang Han were to fight with all his strength now, executing thirty-three times combat power, the Good Fortune Divine Fist, he could practically slaughter all of them, leaving not a single one behind.
This was absolutely not him boasting, but solid fact.
As early as in the tomb of the Ghost Martial Holy Lord, he could fight Impermanence.
After returning, he trained bitterly for another ten days, mastering all martial arts, using the Heaven Mending True Qi to carry out devilish training. And in the Hong Qi Pavilion, he crippled an Ancestral Immortal level expert Ouyang Chang, seizing his whole body's Ancestral Immortal laws and essence energy, causing the Heaven Mending Furnace to transform into a High-grade Immortal Artifact.
This series of changes made his power increase significantly.
Right now, he was simply like the most powerful primeval killing machine from many epochs ago when the Dao of Artifacts was prevalent.
Just one step away, he could reach the Ancestral Immortal realm. Once he reached it, he would be outstanding among Ancestral Immortals, and killing over a hundred existences of the same realm would basically be no problem.
However, if he were to kill these four great Ancestral Immortals on the spot, it would be truly too shocking to the world. Fang Han naturally would not do this.
But for these people to want to kill him, that was a pipe dream.
"Hmph! You are all Supreme Ancestral Immortals, you took a fancy to my Bone Saint divine ability? Want to suppress me? Join hands together? Very well, come up then, see if you can! I'm just afraid you won't be able to suppress me, and the reputation will spread out. From then on, you will stink to high heaven!" Fang Han suddenly stood up.
Swish!
Endless paths unfolded beneath him. Although he stood unmoving, all the experts felt that to attack him, they must cross a distant distance. To suppress him would be truly difficult.
"What Dao technique is this?"
Nangong Sha was startled, feeling that he really had no certainty in suppressing Fang Han. If the suppression failed and the other party escaped, his reputation would truly stink to high heaven.
What Fang Han executed was the Boundless Walker, the Supreme Art combining the Nine Transformations of Freedom. Fused with the Dao of Epochs he comprehended, it was called the Epoch Step.
Even without walking, the boundless space, earth, ocean, and sky would extend and condense beneath him.
"Boy? You think you got the Bone Saint's power? And dare to be arrogant? You can challenge the majesty of an Ancestral Immortal? I will tell you what the difference in realms is." Within Nangong Xian's body, a magical treasure was brewing.
On the bodies of these great Ancestral Immortals, there was not only their own power, but also powerful Immortal Artifacts.
"Who dares to lay a hand on my Yuhua Sect's disciple? Nangong Family, is it you?"
Rumble! Just as the two sides were confronting each other, suddenly from the rift in space and time, a voice was transmitted out. Within this huge private room, another tunnel was opened, and two experts filed out.
The first to walk out was a young man.
This young man wore a deep red Daoist robe, as if there were bloodstains all over it, startling to the eye, setting off the young man's ruthlessness.
The powerful Ancestral Spirit aura on his body revealed his cultivation. He was another Ancestral Immortal expert.
"Yuhua Sect, Holy Son Dao Xu!"
Seeing this person, the four great Ancestral Immortals of the Nangong Family changed their expressions again.
"Good, good, good, very good! Among the core disciples of our Yuhua Sect, such a powerful talent has actually appeared. I was startled when I received the news. Directly making the young master of the Nangong Family kneel down, how imposing, how majestic. This is the beginning of a grand figure."
Another voice was transmitted out.
A Daoist also walked out from the rift in time and space. This Daoist wore ordinary cyan clothing, looking around thirty years old, his eyebrows forming a "one" shape, connected together.
"Yuhua Sect Supreme Elder, Chen Yimei!"
Seeing this cyan-clothed Daoist, Nangong Sha's expression changed yet again. Deep dread was undoubtedly revealed.
From the Yuhua Sect, only two people came, one Holy Son, one Supreme Elder.
After the two walked out, they looked at Fang Han, sizing him up non-stop, joy revealing on both their faces: "Good, very good, this is the fortune of our Yuhua Sect. Feng Yuan, you did well. All of us in the Elder Council know about this matter, and we appreciate you very much. Your performance already gives you the qualifications to be promoted to Holy Son. But we still have to wait until you advance to Ancestral Immortal."
Chen Yimei, this Daoist who looked thirty-something, guarded in front of Fang Han faintly the moment he came out. With a haha laugh, he patted Fang Han's shoulder heavily, extremely joyful.
"Junior Brother Feng Yuan, breaking through to the Ancestral Immortal realm seems to be just around the corner for you. Our Yuhua Sect will have another Holy Son. In future battles with major sects, there will be another ray of hope. Cultivate well! This matter isn't a big deal at all. It was the Nangong Family who made the first move to make things difficult for you. Our Yuhua Sect will definitely not let this rest with the Nangong Family!"
The young man Holy Son Dao Xu also had a joyful expression. In his brow, a sharp, imposing aura could not be concealed. He was also a lawless person.
"What did you say?"
Hearing Holy Son Dao Xu speak, Nangong Mie stood out, gloom flashing in his eyes, "Your Yuhua disciple Feng Yuan tarnished the reputation and prestige of our Nangong Family, and moreover possesses an evil demonic Dao orthodox transmission. This matter cannot be laid to rest. Does your Yuhua Sect want to provoke a battle with the Nangong Family?"
"Battle then, who's afraid of who?"
Holy Son Dao Xu suddenly took two steps forward imposingly: "What evil demonic Dao orthodox transmission? Reputation and prestige, it's all bullshit. Junior Brother Feng Yuan obtaining the Bone Saint's Dao orthodox transmission is great fortune."
Fang Han was also stunned momentarily, not expecting this Holy Son Dao Xu to be so tyrannical. Appearing as a young man, he was even more arrogant and domineering than himself, flaunting wildly that I am the hero.
"Holy Son Dao Xu, what do you want to do? Looking for death?" Nangong Sha roared wildly: "My Nangong Family is above your Yuhua Sect. What are you being unreasonable for? Regarding this matter, you must give us an explanation. First! Hand over this Feng Yuan to be taken back and dealt with by our Nangong Family. Second! Compensate our Nangong Family, at least one King Tier Spirit Vein! Then this matter can be laid to rest. Otherwise, the consequences are not something you can bear."
"Haha!" The Yuhua Sect Supreme Elder Chen Yimei suddenly spoke, laughing loudly right off the bat, and then also stood out: "Have the people of your Nangong Family gone mad? Hand over Feng Yuan to you? And compensate you with a King Tier Spirit Vein?"
"That's right, this is necessary."
Nangong Xian sneered continuously, "Otherwise, we will blow this matter up to the Heavenly Court. At that time, you will still have to obediently offer up this Feng Yuan."
"That's right, hand over Feng Yuan, compensate with one King Tier Spirit Vein, and only then will our Nangong Family let it go. Otherwise, you Yuhua Sect can just wait for big trouble." Nangong Xian said.
"Why don't you go eat shit?" Holy Son Dao Xu rolled his eyes, spitting out a shocking sentence.
"What?"
"What are you saying?"
Nangong Mie, Nangong Xian and the others were all greatly shocked, as if they hadn't heard clearly. Even the three high-ups of the Heaven and Earth Alliance were stunned for a moment.
They were all Supreme Ancestral Immortals. Although their words were fierce, they had never spoken vulgar language. Now that Holy Son Dao Xu blurted it out, they were all unable to react.
"I said, you should go eat shit, taste the stench, then you wouldn't be having such wild fantasies." Holy Son Dao Xu rolled his eyes again and said: "Feng Yuan, let's go, back to the Yuhua Sect. I can't be bothered to tangle with this group of people. If anything happens, I'll bear it."
"You! Holy Son Dao Xu, are you still an Immortal? A Supreme Ancestral Immortal?" Nangong Sha pointed a trembling hand at Holy Son Dao Xu. Then with a shake of his palm, directly with one palm stroke, he slapped towards Holy Son Dao Xu.
"Want to fight with me? It's still too early!" Holy Son Dao Xu then threw out a palm strike. Countless images of immortals ascending materialized within the palm wind; surprisingly, it was an ultimate move from the Yuhua Sect's Hegemon Ascension Fist. The two collided, and Nangong Sha retreated three steps in succession before stabilizing himself.
He was actually forced back by Holy Son Dao Xu.
Holy Son Dao Xu's magical power was above Nangong Sha's.
The magical power of Golden Immortals varied greatly in level. There were supreme Golden Immortals, like the abnormal existences of the Divine Prison Law-Enforcement Disciples, who could slaughter hundreds of ordinary Golden Immortals. The Ancestral Immortals were the same, divided into different tiers.
"Could it be that the Yuhua Sect really wants to go to war with my Nangong Family! This is simply rebellion!" Nangong Mie jumped like thunder in anger, but he could do nothing to Holy Son Dao Xu.
Watching this scene, Fang Han clicked his tongue in wonder. Originally he thought his own guts were big enough, but he didn't expect Holy Son Dao Xu's guts to be even bigger, and the higher-ups of the Yuhua Sect were tougher than the last. Facing oppression, they absolutely did not yield.
"If we go to war, although there are only two of us, we can completely kill all four of you!" Chen Yimei also revealed his sharp fangs, coldly saying: "In this incident, your Nangong Family is in the wrong. I wouldn't mind going to the Heavenly Court to reason it out."
"Alright alright, Yuhua Sect, Nangong Family, both are kingly major sects. Don't engage in an emotional dispute over a small matter. How about this, our Heaven and Earth Alliance will mediate." Madam Hua Shen spoke: "Feng Yuan, you undo Nangong Hong's seal, then turn hostility into friendship, and compensate slightly with some small items."
"No, cannot compensate!" Holy Son Dao Xu's tone was sharp: "This time Nangong Hong made the first move to provoke Feng Yuan. It is the Nangong Family's mistake. If there is compensation, it should be the Nangong Family compensating. Moreover, the seal cannot be undone either. Let Nangong Hong kneel for three days, letting the people of the world know the consequences of opposing my Yuhua Sect! Of course, if you have the ability, you can go undo the seal yourselves."
"That's right." Chen Yimei also chuckled: "I have a suggestion instead. If your Nangong Family does not want to lose face, compensate some small items, like a few hundred Tier One Spirit Veins, a few hundred million catties of Buddha Fat or something. We could undo the seal for Nangong Hong for you, so he doesn't stay kneeling. Otherwise, just continue to be humiliated."