In a mountain range within the Void Prefecture, clouds and mist swirled, green pines and verdant cypresses abounded. Everywhere there were flying waterfalls and flowing springs. Spirit apes, immortal cranes, white deer… various spirit beasts traversed within it, giving off the aura of an immortal family.
In the Void Prefecture, such great mountains stretched endlessly. Picturesque as a painting; precisely because of this, there were particularly many itinerant cultivators in the Void Prefecture, along with some small sects, who settled within them, aloof from worldly strife.
Despite this, because the Void Prefecture was too large, there were still some mountains and waters where no one came to live.
Fang Han descended in an area of clear waters and green mountains devoid of people.
Holding "Tu Gang" in one hand, he executed a seal, completely imprisoning him. Not even the slightest bit of divine sense could be transmitted out, before tossing him like a dead dog in front of a waterfall, letting the torrent of water wash over him.
Meanwhile, Dao Xu Holy Son and Chen Yimei both came up, each holding three Heavenly Court Divine Prison disciples in their hands, everyone sealed.
"Junior Brother, fortunately, those six disciples all had their vital energy severely damaged by your strike, otherwise, it really would have been hard to catch them. Especially this Six-eared Spirit King, Xiong Zhenzong. He actually possesses a divine power called the Ten Revolutions Heavenly Evasion and burrowed into the depths of the earth veins. If I hadn't executed the Spirit Roaming Nine Heavens Daoist magic, they would have escaped." Dao Xu Holy Son also tossed these disciples onto the ground, looking at Tu Gang who was being washed under the waterfall, sealed and unable to move. A thrill of revenge appeared on his face.
"What do we do with these people now?" Chen Yimei asked. "Kill them all, or imprison them? But speaking of which, Junior Brother, I could never have imagined you actually reached that kind of realm. Just now, a full nine old antique level supreme Ancestral Immortals of the Void Family made a move, and you actually routed them, even opening spatio-temporal gates, bombarding peerless Dao power inside, calculating their positions, and injuring them? I fear this is an ability only peak Ancestral Immortals possess. Right now, I truly cannot imagine just what kind of might you will have after you advance to reach the Ancestral Immortal realm."
A Golden Immortal, facing the attacks of nine great supreme Ancestral Immortals, directly routing them, then opening spatio-temporal gates, calculating their specific locations, and bombarding peerless Dao power over to injure the nine great supreme Ancestral Immortals. If word of this got out, no one would believe it.
Before Fang Han refined the fragment of the artifact of good fortune, the Arrow of Heartbreak, and the Arrow of Emotion Severing, although his magic force could tear apart an Ancestral Immortal, it was impossible for him to defeat the joined forces of several Ancestral Immortals.
But now, he was entirely different. That artifact of good fortune fragment in the inner core of the Raging Battle Sky-Splitting Dragon Whale had doubled his strength, and the Arrow of Heartbreak and Arrow of Emotion Severing had also given him a massive amount of Ancestral Immortal laws. Only then did his true strength reach such a world-shocking, immortal-frightening extent.
Especially with that Saint Immortal Buddha lamp oil burning in the depths of his divine kingdoms, illuminating the path forward at all times, he practically could have advanced to reach the Ancestral Immortal cultivation exactly like Tu Gang.
Regarding Fang Han routing nine great Ancestral Immortals with one move, Dao Xu Holy Son and Chen Yimei admired him in utmost prostration.
"What to do? Eradicate them completely, sever the weeds and dig up the roots, leaving no future troubles. Junior Brother Feng Yuan! Hand the three Heavenly Court Divine Prison law enforcement disciples to me. They are extremely formidable; I can just use them to refine a Daoist magic, the Three Yangs Unitary True Heaven Primal Spirit. Oh right, regarding that Tu Gang, Junior Brother, after you take his Eight部 Pagoda, extract the Ancestral Immortal laws on his body, as well as various divine powers, leave him with one breath of life and hand him to me. I don't want him to die right now. I want to torture him strictly for all eternity, making him suffer all the torment in the mortal world before completely perishing."
Dao Xu Holy Son's hatred for Tu Gang could hardly be washed away even if he poured out the waters of the four seas.
"That is natural."
"The Three Yangs Unitary True Heaven Primal Spirit requires three figures of great destiny with a foundation, at least at the Golden Immortal cultivation, close to Ancestral Immortal. Then, utilizing the Three Yangs Bring Fortune Art to refine and sacrifice them, infusing them into our Ancestral Immortal Primal Spirit. Over the years, making them also pass the tribulations and advance to Ancestral Immortal. In this way, in the future, with a single movement, I will have three Ancestral Immortal True Heaven Primal Spirits of identical strength, peerlessly formidable. These Heavenly Court Divine Prison disciples are perfect; there are no materials more suitable than this."
Chen Yimei's face also lit up with joy.
"The Three Yangs Unitary True Heaven Primal Spirit Art is a dharma gate recorded in the secret tomes of our Feather Transformation Sect. It is profoundly wondrous, but extremely harsh regarding materials. Once successfully cultivated, its might is unparalleled." Dao Xu Holy Son explained, sitting down cross-legged, making profound hand signs, each sign manifesting the wondrous utility of the harmony of Yin and Yang.
In moments, the three Heavenly Court Divine Prison disciples he held under his hand all transformed into a ray of divine light, drawn into his own divine kingdom.
Chen Yimei also began to cultivate.
These two people were also bold as the heavens, directly planning to use the Heavenly Court Divine Prison's law enforcement disciples as materials to start cultivating divine powers.
Fang Han nodded. With a sect of teachers so bold as the heavens, he naturally grew much bolder as well, not to mention he had always been a person who did not know the meaning of fear.
Reaching out a hand and grabbing, he dispelled "Tu Gang's" seal.
"Tu Gang's" body leapt up, laughing long and hard. "Wu Chang, you fool, to actually release the seal. How long have I waited for this moment. Fate Sovereign Triple Flight, directly to the Heavenly Court!"
While speaking, he charged straight into the clouds, vanishing from sight, so fast it was simply inconceivable.
Fang Han's expression remained unmoving, nor did he give chase. He simply extended his hand, the large hand stretching out, compressing space, sinking into the nine heavens, and grabbed Tu Gang back once again.
Ba-da!
Tu Gang fell from the sky, slammed directly onto the ground by a massive force, dizzy and disoriented. He barely managed to climb up. Looking at Fang Han, his expression flickered between dark and light. After several breaths, with an angry roar, the Eight部 Pagoda above his head condensed into form again, the dignity of a high-grade immortal artifact manifesting.
Fang Han's gaze shifted, and his arm extended again. No matter how Tu Gang moved, he could not dodge out of the way. The Eight部 Pagoda above his head was forcefully grabbed into his hand, streams of dragon qi rising from his own body and surging into this high-grade immortal artifact Eight部 Pagoda.
"Pfft!"
Tu Gang vomited a mouthful of fresh blood. He felt the power of his high-grade immortal artifact Eight部 Pagoda being continuously stripped away; this natal magic treasure gradually no longer belonged to him.
"No!" He let out a hysterical voice, his body lunging forward directly, striking out series of Fate Sovereign Divine Fists.
Rumble!
Fang Han grabbed the Eight部 Pagoda tower with one hand, flipped the other violently, and directly pressed his entire body into the ground. Limbs sprawled out, he looked like a squashed toad.
"Earth Evasion True Art!"
Tu Gang's body lay prostrate on the ground and then suddenly melted away, as if the earth had turned into liquid. His entire person fell into it, vanishing from sight; he was unexpectedly trying to flee again.
Fang Han took a step out, sovereignty descending, his foot stomping down on the ground.
Immediately, on the ground in the distance, like a volcanic eruption, a flock of birds flew up in shock. A large crater appeared in the ground, and a human figure was震荡 out by a massive force. It turned out Fang Han's single stomp had shaken him out from the depths of the earth.
"Tu Gang, do you know now what it means to have no path to heaven and no door into the earth?" Long rainbow-like ropes emitted from Fang Han's body, directly reeling Tu Gang back and tossing him onto the ground.
"Who exactly are you? You are not Wu Chang! Wu Chang is absolutely not as formidable as you!" Tu Gang's eyes were full of horror. Looking at the Wu Chang incarnated by Fang Han, it was as if he was seeing a ghost. "Wu Chang is only an ordinary Ancestral Immortal. No matter how formidable, he wouldn't be formidable to this extent. Moreover, you never executed Wu Chang's Daoist magic sword arts."
"Correct, I am not Wu Chang, but the Feather Transformation Sect disciple Feng Yuan who was in VIP room number seventy-seven just now, and those two are Dao Xu Holy Son and Supreme Elder Chen Yimei. You are too bold, to actually harbor designs on Xu Muyun. I have no choice but to kill you." Fang Han said nonchalantly, yet still holding Wu Chang's bodily form, not having changed back.
"You!"
Tu Gang's throat made a gurgling sound, as if he was choking. "Feng Yuan! I'll remember you! Dao Xu Holy Son, defeated opponent, even as an Ancestral Immortal, you were beaten by me like a stray dog! Haha! Stray dog, mocked by people! You will never be able to defeat me openly and honorably."
"Still using goading methods at a time like this…" Dao Xu Holy Son stood up, his voice cold. "Tu Gang, you tyrannical bully, you never expected that one day, you would die here silently without a trace. Did you think I would give you a chance for a fair fight? Dead is dead. Without so much nonsense, from now on, the brilliant life in the Heavenly Realm, the pursuit of transcendence, all no longer belong to you. Junior Brother, cripple him first."
"Alright!"
Fang Han pressed a palm onto the top of Tu Gang's head, extracting from within his body like a search and sweep. One after another, divine powers, various Dragon Race cultivation dharma gates, and Fate Sovereign divine powers, were all drawn into the crystals of his divine kingdoms, his power becoming full once more.
Finally, amid agonizing screams, Tu Gang's body shrank, his realm regressing non-stop, from Ancestral Immortal to Golden Immortal… Heavenly Immortal… True Immortal, Void Immortal… finally regressing all the way back to the level of the Undying Body of the Longevity Mystic Realm, exactly like Ouyang Forefather. This kind of cultivation wasn't even considered an ant in the Heavenly Realm; walking outside casually, he would be eaten by an immortal beast.
Hiss!
Fang Han had just taken a breath. Rolling power tumbled continuously within his body, as if he would advance to the Ancestral Immortal realm at any time or place.
Tu Gang had only just advanced to the supreme Ancestral Immortal realm; his magic force was extremely pure. Completely absorbed by Fang Han, the various laws clashed, and a metamorphosis occurred within the divine kingdom crystals. Fang Han's pillar-of-heaven-like Golden Immortal laws began to disintegrate, melt, and turn into liquid, appearing ancestral yet not quite, about to combine with a massive ancestral spirit origination vein deep in the void.
"This is the omen of comprehending the Ancestral Dao and advancing to Ancestral Immortal… But before this, I must make preparations, thoroughly refining the Eight部 Pagoda, unifying the two towers as one!"
Fang Han immediately knew what was about to happen. Forcibly suppressing the restless ancestral spirit vital energy, he shattered the high-grade immortal artifact Eight部 Pagoda with one palm strike!
That Eight部 Pagoda was refined by Tu Gang. Once shattered, the shrill cries of the Prehistoric Ancestral Dragons transmitted out from within, directly transformed into domineering true dragons, flying into Fang Han's natal Eight部 Pagoda.
Under Fang Han's tyrannical magic force, the two towers gradually unified into one.
Continuous sounds of explosions transmitted out from within Fang Han's body, but after each explosion, Fang Han's body grew taller a bit. Within his body's crystal divine kingdoms, behind the divine spirits in every single divine kingdom, an additional vivid, lifelike Prehistoric Ancestral Dragon appeared.
His self-refined Eight部 Pagoda natal magic treasure, during the unification of the two towers, transformed into a high-grade immortal artifact.