The deeper one went into the "Shuiyue Dongtian" library, the more powerful the aura of the books became. When Fang Han crossed a river of books, suddenly, within the river, a group of book demons rushed up and launched fierce spells at Fang Han.
This group of book demons had strange shapes, each possessing powerful spiritual energy and utilizing divine abilities quite ingeniously. With murderous intent and eerie demonic energy, as they moved, a grand formation was set up in the air.
"Jiejie, a living person has intruded into the library of Shuiyue Dongtian, let's eat him."
"Blood food, powerful blood food. As long as we devour him, we can successfully take shape, greatly increase our magic power, break free from this Shuiyue Dongtian library, and go out to roam the world."
"Trapped here for three hundred thousand years, I want to go out."
"Disciple of the Yuhua Sect, obediently let us eat you, and we can spare your soul. Otherwise, if you resist, you will die immediately."
Complex intents successively transmitted into Fang Han's mind. The giant demonic formation and incantations intertwined in the air.
"There really are book demons. This group of book demons seems to be demonic path ancient texts! They are the demonic path ancient texts of the Black Demon Sect. Over a long period of time, they have cultivated into demons. Their magic power is strong, and it seems they have eaten quite a few people. Which unlucky Holy Child came in and got eaten by them?"
With a sweep of his divine eyes, Fang Han saw these book demons. Their original forms were each a black ancient text, resembling iron scrolls. They were engraved with demonic path characters, being cultivation methods of the demonic path.
Fang Han could even tell that these demonic path cultivation methods originated from the Black Demon Sect.
In ancient times, an evil sect called the "Black Demon Sect" was annihilated by the Yuhua Sect, and its ancient texts were all plundered and entered the library of Shuiyue Dongtian.
These ancient texts, hidden deep in the library and neglected for hundreds of thousands of years, cultivated into demons. Some unlucky Holy Children came in, were ambushed and eaten by them, making their magic power increasingly stronger.
Now seeing Fang Han enter, this group of book demons, cultivated from demonic path ancient texts, laid an ambush.
"Demonic path book demons, very well. I will take your essence and energy, so you can no longer wreak havoc in Shuiyue Dongtian." Fang Han grabbed with his large hand, and from between his five fingers, dragon-shaped true energy shot out. In an instant, it pierced through this grand demonic formation. The group of book demons were blown flying in all directions, turning into iron book scrolls and letting out shrill screams.
"Ten thousand Dharmas return to the source, collect for me!"
Fang Han stood motionless in the air and struck out streams of true energy. Immediately, those book demon iron scrolls were all hit and fell by his side one after another. With a roll of his large sleeve, demonic shadows were forcibly extracted from the book scrolls and directly engulfed by his true fire, refined on the spot.
These demonic shadows were very powerful, especially as they carried the knowledge of the Black Demon Sect. Refined by Fang Han in one go, the civilization chapter of the demonic path in the Book of the Epoch became enriched once again. In that page of the demonic path's history of civilization, powerful demonic shadows appeared, as if wanting to leap out of the book and create a demonic kingdom in the human world.
Ever since entering this "Shuiyue Dongtian" library and cultivating the Book of the Epoch, Fang Han felt his power condensed into a single strand, never to scatter again. Moreover, with every movement of his hands and feet, he possessed the divine ability to pull the heavens and trigger all worlds. All that he had learned was integrated into the Book of the Epoch. Even the Lesser Fatalism Technique condensed into a chapter of destiny at the end of the Book of the Epoch.
In terms of strength, if Fang Han was "one" before entering the Shuiyue Dongtian library, he was now "two", or even "three", fully three times stronger.
His Ancestral Immortal laws did not increase, but his wisdom, state of mind, and deduction of power were all close to a kind of perfection. With every bit of knowledge absorbed, the Book of the Epoch evolved new chapters, and all his divine kingdom crystals would recombine and rearrange, undergoing a metamorphosis in a new way.
After entering this "Shuiyue Dongtian" library, he had undergone a metamorphosis hundreds of times.
"If I go out now, I am truly at the peak of the Ancestral Immortal realm, and I should be able to contend with a Origin Immortal." Fang Han calculated his own strength, but since he had never fought with a true Origin Immortal, he could not figure it out completely.
"I wonder if I go deep into the depths of this Shuiyue Dongtian and find those ancient heavenly books left behind from the previous epoch, whether my cultivation will increase again and reach the Origin Immortal realm? This kind of cultivation speed would really shock people, wouldn't it? But it should be impossible. To advance to Origin Immortal, I simply don't have enough Primal Beginning Qi right now."
Fang Han very much wanted to quickly advance to Origin Immortal, but this was only an extravagant hope. Currently, he only had less than half a King-grade spirit meridian left on him, far from enough for advancement.
What was more, his realm had not been reached either.
For a person like him to advance, a massive accumulation was needed, an unknown number of King-grade spirit meridians.
Ding dong, ding dong.
Having collected this group of book demons, only those iron scrolls of demonic books remained. After Fang Han read the knowledge on them, he threw them back into the river of book scrolls. A crisp sound of falling into water sounded.
"Such a tyrannical person! How could a Holy Child who entered from the Yuhua Sect be so tyrannical? That group of book demons from the Black Demon Sect were directly obliterated just like that. We must be careful not to be obliterated by him."
"The more tyrannical he is, the more I like it. I have cultivated in this book for over a million years, and finally encountered a powerful expert. If I find a chance to snatch away his soul and occupy that powerful body of his, I can see the light of day again."
"Quite a few Holy Children of the Yuhua Sect have entered, but there has never been one this tyrannical."
"He seems to be heading deep into the library. Could he be wanting to encounter those old monsters? Those old monsters are book demons born from the heavenly books of the previous epoch, tyrannical to the extreme. Could he also want to subdue them?"
"Never mind, those trash book demons of the Black Demon Sect dared to besiege this person, it is normal that they were refined. But I, the Patriarch, am different. I can definitely kill this person."
"Book of Despair, let us act together, suppress this child, take his physical body, and see the light of day again."
"Alright!"
Just as Fang Han simultaneously suppressed a group of book demons from the "Black Demon Sect", deep in the library, many hidden book demons emanated their intents. Some marveled at Fang Han's strength, some wanted to secretly scheme and take Fang Han's physical body, and some powerful old monsters were restless, wanting to act directly and kill Fang Han.
The Shuiyue Dongtian of the Yuhua Sect, although a library, was extremely dangerous. Within many ancient books, book demons akin to old monsters would be born. They inherited the essence of those ancient expert authors and possessed overwhelming strength.
Fang Han continued to fly. When passing a mountain made entirely of books, tens of thousands of zhang high and a myriad miles in circumference, suddenly, a peak exploded. Many books fluttered all over the sky, tumbling about. A book spanning ten miles, looking like a canopy of heaven, appeared. Dark clouds gathered thickly, and from within it emerged an old monster with green eyes and faintly glowing evil light, letting out strange laughs, striking a palm towards Fang Han.
"Book of Despair?"
Fang Han's gaze swept out through the layers of dark clouds and saw that giant sky-like book. It was a book written in immemorial tadpole script, gathering the despairing qi of countless living beings. Each character displayed an aura of despair.
"What a powerful book, much stronger than that sword manual, the Sword Burial Secret Art. The book demon born from it is indeed tyrannical."
Fang Han saw the old monster in that Book of Despair. Dressed in black, engulfed in green flames, with a sinister and terrifying face, ghastly teeth, and extremely long fingernails, it was clearly an unparalleled old demon.
"What an unparalleled monster! I want to create the civilization of demons, this old monster is just what I need." In his heart, Fang Han was not frightened but delighted. Facing the old monster's attack, his body moved and suddenly disappeared, making the old monster pounce on thin air.
"What's going on?"
The old monster gathered the black clouds around its body and stood empty-handed in the air, looking around in all directions, but simply unable to see Fang Han's body.
"Where did this person go?" His divine intent emanated outward to search. Just at this moment, suddenly the sky vault above his head collapsed, and a large sleeve swept down. During its descent, it swept his entire person, body and all, into it.
That giant Book of Despair was also put away along with it.
Fang Han appeared in the air. On his palm appeared a ball of glazed brilliance, boiling with flames, wrapping that old monster and the Book of Despair within.
"Let me go, let me go. I was ambushed, I am unwilling! If you let me go, I will bestow upon you boundless secret arts of the demon race and help you condense the divine path of the demon race." The old monster cried out from within: "This Book of Despair was written by a saint of the demon race. You do not understand the ancient demon script, I can translate it for you."
"Your brain really isn't working well. If I refine you and devour your memories, wouldn't I understand the demon race characters? The Book of Despair written by a saint of the demon race is very good."
Fang Han flipped his palm, activating the Epoch Divine Fist, and pressed down with true energy, flattening this old monster. Its primal energy dispersed and merged into the Book of the Epoch. Immediately, on a page of the Book of the Epoch, demonic energy boiled and soared into the sky, transforming into a new page, the civilization of the demon race.
History opened a brand new page.
The old monster's all memories, divine abilities, and Dao arts also completely merged into Fang Han's mind, instantly understood. Subsequently, Fang Han was able to read some of the obscure characters in the Book of Despair.
Immemorial demon script.
With the civilization chapter of demons condensed, Fang Han's realm rose again. The power of the Epoch Divine Fist was even greater, and the multiplication of battle power seemed about to break through again. As long as he acquired some more powerful ancient texts and knowledge of the demon race to supplement and enrich the civilization chapter of demons, the battle power of the Epoch Divine Fist could possibly break through eleven times and reach twelve times.
"Oh no, the old monster in the Book of Despair was suppressed in an instant. Luckily I did not make a move." In the distance, among several mountains of books, similar old monsters trembled with fear and retracted the attacks they were just about to launch.
However, this absolutely could not be concealed from Fang Han's eyes and ears.
"You old book demons, do none of you want to live, actually daring to come and besiege me, all of you come out for me?" Fang Han shouted loudly in the air. Several mountains of books suddenly exploded, and three similarly large books flew out. They were the Demon Code, the Myriad Demons Scripture, and the Record of a Multitude of Demons.
In them, three old book demons were panicking.