The Taowu Cauldron Book, a heavenly book left behind from the ancient beastly path civilization. No one recognized the beast characters on it, but fortunately Fang Han recognized a few. However, to obtain the knowledge on it, he had to face the killing intent of the book demon beast within.
The book demon beast opened its eyes, stared at Fang Han, and let out a rolling voice: "A Holy Child of the Yuhua Sect? You actually managed to walk all the way here? Truly not easy. Could it be that the people of the Yuhua Sect didn't tell you? This is a forbidden area? Anyone who enters here is killed without pardon!"
"The Shuiyue Dongtian library belongs to the Yuhua Sect. I am a Holy Child of the Yuhua Sect, I go wherever I please." Fang Han stared at this monster: "You book demons actually dare to arbitrarily demarcate a forbidden area in the library of the Yuhua Sect. This is truly lawless. Quickly submit and kneel, and I can spare your life."
"What?"
Hearing these words, the monster book demon inside the cauldron was simply enraged to the point of jumping up and down.
"Didn't understand? I won't say it a second time. Be sealed!" Fang Han did not waste any more words to avoid wasting time. He took a step forward, and the Book of the Epoch in his body suddenly shone brightly as the Epoch Divine Fist was executed from his hands.
"Buzz!"
Fang Han's body was like a Yin-Yang Dao diagram, and his fist was like the dividing tracks of heaven. He directly arrived in front of the Taowu Cauldron Book and struck a punch onto the large cauldron.
The entire large cauldron jumped up violently, primal energy exploding and leaking out. That massive monster was actually shaken out of the large cauldron, dizzy and disoriented, spewing murderous qi in the air.
"Die!" The monster saw Fang Han clearly and was truly furious. With a swipe of its claw, possessing a heaven-shrouding momentum, it struck out with an unworldly martial art, the Eight Strikes of the Beast God.
This martial art was plain and archaic, carrying a wild aura; the path of the wild beast was entirely within it.
Fang Han nodded. His body shook, and suddenly the Epoch Divine Fist erupted. His body transformed into twelve shadows, actually displaying the newly comprehended twelve times battle power.
Twelve blazing suns shone in the midair. With almost no suspense, this monster was torn to pieces.
Withdrawing the shadows, Fang Han stood on the spot, his hand supporting the Taowu Cauldron. A mass of primal energy bobbed up and down inside the cauldron, transforming into the shadow of the Taowu divine beast, which was exactly the monster Fang Han had dispersed.
"Why is a Holy Child of the Yuhua Sect so powerful? Aren't they all at the cultivation level of Ancestral Immortals? Why is your attack and your strength fully comparable to a Origin Immortal?"
The monster, being sealed, simply could not believe its eyes.
"Chapter of the beastly path civilization, condense for me!" Fang Han ignored the roar of this monster book demon. He ignited it instantly and drove it into the Book of the Epoch. Immediately, roaring flames burned, and a History of the Beastly Path Civilization appeared in the Book of the Epoch. A wild and barbaric aura permeated outwards.
The characters on the cauldron also transformed into knowledge and merged into the book.
Finally, this cauldron quieted down, becoming just an ordinary large cauldron.
This cauldron was not a magic treasure, and there were no formations inside it. It was just that the material was somewhat special. It could not carry out attacks, being merely a book.
Therefore, the Yuhua Sect placed it in the library rather than the treasure vault.
After Fang Han comprehended it, he put it back in its original place and did not take it away.
"The Yuhua Sect's library, Shuiyue Dongtian, is this huge. I wonder how big the treasure vault storing magic treasures and pills is?" Having successfully condensed the civilization of beasts, Fang Han was even more complacent. His whole body was in a vigorous state, able to tear apart immemorial divine mountains one by one at any time.
He strode forward. Even though he had now reached the forbidden zone of the library, and within here were heavenly books left behind from the previous epoch, where the book demons were all eternal old monsters, with his current strength, he truly was not afraid.
"Wuwuwu, wuwuwu…" All of a sudden, black mist filled the air ahead, and an aura similar to the Source of Ten Thousand Evils permeated out from within.
Sitting cross-legged in that black mist was an old man. Beneath the old man was a book. The book was carved from pages of stone slabs, fully engraved with ancient shaman characters. It was a book of the shamanic path civilization from the previous civilization.
That old man had a short and thin stature and wore animal skins, looking like a grand high priest in an evil jungle. His eyes were green, and shaman characters hovered one by one around his body.
"Great Shaman Secret Incantation."
Fang Han saw the book beneath this old man book demon. The ancient shaman characters revealed that it was a book of secret incantations. It belonged to the shamanic path civilization.
"Young man, leave quickly. This is not a place you should come to. It belongs to the forbidden zone of Shuiyue Dongtian. Further back, there are various powerful existences. Even the saints of the Yuhua Sect dare not venture deep into it. From ancient times to the present, only Heavenly Monarch Hua alone could move unhindered in Shuiyue Dongtian. I mean well."
Seeing Fang Han, that entirely withered old man who looked like a grand high priest suddenly turned his eyes compassionate, seeming to have good intentions, trying to persuade Fang Han to leave.
"Mean well? Come out!"
Fang Han did not look at this old man but suddenly turned around and looked behind him.
Jiejie, jiejie!
Behind him, a huge, dead-gray hand covered the sky and earth, blanketing over to strike and kill Fang Han. Meanwhile, the old man on top of the Great Shaman Secret Incantation had unexpectedly disappeared without a trace.
This old man's outward compassion towards Fang Han was actually a fake. He secretly launched a vicious sneak attack. If Fang Han had not been alert, he would have almost fallen victim to this viciousness.
Fang Han turned around and flicked his large sleeve. A series of colorful glusters appeared from the sleeve, taking in the dead-gray hand. Then his eyes opened wide, "Source of Ten Thousand Evils, Way of the Ancestral Shaman!"
An even more massive dead-gray hand flew out from his body and grabbed into the midair. That withered and thin old man was forced out in an instant, saying in shock: "What is that? Way of the Ancestral Shaman? Source of Ten Thousand Evils! How could you possibly know the Way of the Ancestral Shaman! Ah!"
With a tragic scream, the old shaman was crushed to death alive.
Fang Han observed that civilization chapter of shamans. Within it, a full hundred passages of shamanic magic secret incantations appeared. Shamanic spell characters flowed in his heart one by one, and the essence of the shamanic spells was completely understood by him.
The three shaman characters he had collected in the Fallen Evil Valley had also long been integrated into the Book of the Epoch by him.
"The civilization of beasts, the civilization of shamans. In this Shuiyue Dongtian, there indeed are many ancient forbidden books. If other people read these forbidden books, not only would it be useless, but they would suffer cultivation deviation due to conflicting principles. For me, however, the more the better. Going deeper once again!"
Fang Han's body flickered continuously, entering deeply once again. In rapid succession, he found several ancient heavenly books and killed several book demons even stronger than the Holy Child Chen Zhenghua of the Heart Emperor.
However, most of these ancient heavenly books were about the beastly path civilization and the shamanic path civilization, providing no new civilization for Fang Han to condense.
Thus, Fang Han continued to search inwards.
"Hm? What a powerful aura!"
While searching, Fang Han suddenly felt an overwhelming aura of righteousness rolling over between heaven and earth. The fragrance of books filled the world! The clear and resonant sounds of many people reading aloud echoed in his ears.
Listening to these sounds of reading, he felt as if he had arrived at an academy in the secular world, as if many scholars were reading.
Opening his divine eyes, he immediately saw that in the sky far away, a massive academy stood tall in midair. In the academy, thousands upon thousands of scholars were reading relentlessly holding books. And in the very center of the academy sat an old man dressed in Confucian robes, full of literary aura and possessing a profound knowledge of scriptures, explaining principles and scriptural meanings to the numerous scholars.
"This is! What kind of book demon? Such a grand aura?"
Fang Han was greatly startled. He had already discovered that the massive academy was a book, and the thousands of scholars were book demons evolved from many books.
But these book demons had not a trace of demonic or devilish aura; they only possessed pure, awe-inspiring righteous qi, as well as talent.
These seemed to be cultivators of the Confucian School, formed from Confucian books. The Confucian School was also an ancient civilization, acting as dominators in the previous few epochs. But in this current epoch, the immortal path rose to prominence, and the Confucian School was only left with some remnants, educating in the dynasties of secular civilizations.
Although there were some academies in the Heaven Realm that inherited the orthodox teachings of the Confucian School, they were not the mainstream.
"That old man is so strong! The book that formed this massive academy, I can't even see clearly what book it exactly is?" Fang Han tried his best to see the original book of that academy clearly, but he was completely unable to distinguish what this Confucian ancient text was. An intense white light suppressed everything and concealed spiritual perception.
"Way of the Epoch, Might of Fatalism!"
Fang Han operated the Way of Fatalism with all his strength before finally seeing clearly the original body of that heavenly palace-like academy. It was a gentle grand book, with two characters written on the cover: Great Justice.
The original body of this scripture had an aura far stronger than even a peerless grade Dao artifact, yet it was not a magic treasure, but rather the spirit left behind by the author.
That old man who looked like a great Confucian saint was a book demon born from within the book.
However, such an existence could no longer be described as a book demon; it was more appropriate to call him a Holy Spirit.
"This book demon is simply too powerful, and this book definitely wasn't authored by an ordinary expert. I even suspect it is a manuscript of a Heavenly Monarch! Otherwise, how could it have such a powerful oppressive force? Should I make a move to suppress it or not?" For the first time since entering the Shuiyue Dongtian library, Fang Han hesitated.
Facing the massive heaven palace-like academy, the unfathomable profound great Confucian old man, and the thousands of reading scholars, he was calculating and considering to see how much confidence he had.
This Confucian ancient text called Great Justice was definitely not from a Saint Immortal, nor a Zenith Immortal; it should be a Heavenly Monarch's manuscript. Otherwise, it would not give Fang Han such powerful oppression.
The spirit left behind within a Heavenly Monarch's manuscript could deeply injure Fang Han, and it was absolutely impossible to accommodate it into the Book of the Epoch.
"Which Holy Child of the Yuhua Sect is it? Please come over to the Great Justice Academy and take a look?"
Suddenly, inside that heavenly palace-like academy, the great Confucian old man who was explaining scriptural meanings spoke, his eyes actually looking directly towards Fang Han: "For a Holy Child of the Yuhua Sect to be able to reach here, he is definitely an unparalleled genius. Are you unwilling to meet? My Great Justice Academy imparts the Dao, teaches profession, and resolves doubts; it is not of the class of demons and evil paths, but rather of grand and upright Confucianism that understands ethics, knows great justice, and preaches benevolence."
"I was actually discovered?" Fang Han frowned, made some calculations, then moved his body and flew over.