The civilization chapter of the sword emerged from the center of Fang Han's brows, swallowing that ray of sword qi from the Origin Immortal old man.
"This is…" The Origin Immortal old man abruptly stood up. Just now, he only prepared to strike to test to what degree Fang Han's cultivation had actually reached. However, he never expected that the sword qi he had painstakingly cultivated would be swept up by an article, disappear without a trace, and never be retrieved again.
He deeply knew how powerful his sword was. Returning to the origin at a single point, with power condensed, an ordinary Ancestral Immortal would instantly be blown to powder upon taking a hit, their corpse and bones ceasing to exist, and their soul dispersing.
But now, it was countered by someone using Dao arts.
He carefully looked clearly at that article that swallowed his sword qi. It was an epic-like civilization expounding the way of the sword. With just a glance, he almost instantly lost himself in it. The history of the sword path civilization flowing within it, if read, would definitely be of great benefit to one's sword path cultivation.
"What kind of Dao art is this? It actually managed to swallow the sword qi of an Origin Immortal." The other old man also stood up.
"This is a history of the civilization of the sword path. From ancient times to the present, all the methods of controlling and refining swords are recorded within it, all-encompassing. Just now, your ray of sword qi integrated into it, complementing a new epic civilization, which is of no small benefit to me." Fang Han smiled faintly: "What do the two of you think?"
"Freak, you are a freak!"
The two old men shook their heads repeatedly, and sat back down again. "To condense a Dao art into a history of civilization, this is simply unheard of. Is this an earth-level Dao art you comprehended yourself, or passed down from the Bone Saint? But is the Bone Saint that strong?"
"The Bone Saint pondered for many years before achieving the protoform of this Dao art. I helped him supplement and perfect it." Fang Han naturally could not say that he comprehended it himself, otherwise it would be too utterly shocking to the world.
"Go on, go on! Remember, in this Blood Purgatory Trial, the Holy Children of numerous sects are heading to the Primordial Ruin. With your strength, you can open a massacre. Do not hold back. In the previous Blood Purgatory Trial of our Yuhua Sect, several Holy Children died, a miserable sight. This time you must get revenge back."
"The Heavenly Court has opened some specially dangerous sectors of the Primordial Ruin this time. After you enter, protect the other Holy Children more. I hope our Yuhua Sect won't lose any more of its essence."
"The Holy Children are the true essence of our Yuhua Sect. Your performance will be made known to the Supreme Headmaster of our Yuhua Sect."
The two old men warned.
"Right." Fang Han turned to leave, but suddenly stopped again: "This time I cleared out the various demons in the Shuiyue Dongtian library, so that disciples entering afterwards can read the ancient texts at will without being harmed. Is there a task reward for this? If there is, bring up the reward."
"This…" The two old men looked at each other, "There is indeed this task, but we must enter the library to inspect it. If you really killed many powerful book demons, we will give you a reward. You can collect it when you return from your Blood Purgatory Trial."
"Then fine." Fang Han felt relieved, and flew all the way out of the Sacred Temple.
Outside the Sacred Temple.
It was still a sea of people, with many experts gathered. There were core seed disciples who had pulled strings to get in, Supreme Elders cultivating in various places, and even some old antique figures of the Yuhua Sect.
These people were not looking at anything else, but precisely looking at "Gu Changfeng", "Xiang Yizhen", "Yan Xigui", and "Holy Child of the Heart Emperor Chen Zhenghua" kneeling at the entrance of the Sacred Temple.
These four Holy Children had been forcefully kneeling for three days and three nights, and were still kneeling here now.
During these three days, an unknown number of people pointed and watched these four, but not a single person stubbornly dared to step forward to rescue them. The example of the Holy Child of the Heart Emperor was right there in front of them, suppressed by merely a projection of Fang Han. Who dared to act like a horse that neighs in a battle array?
The four had knelt for three days and three nights. Their wills were depressed, and their faces haggard, as if they had aged three million years in those three days. Xiang Yizhen, who used to call himself the reincarnation of the Night Emperor and the sole true God, was now dull and numb. There was not a trace of spirit in his eyes, nor did he scream hysterically anymore. His hair was disheveled like a madman.
The face of the Holy Child of the Heart Emperor, Chen Zhenghua, was also sluggish. His mouth twitched incessantly, still cursing, but he no longer had any strength.
The Bare-handed Heavenly Venerable Gu Changfeng had flames surging all over his body, seemingly wanting to burn himself up in his fury. Meanwhile, Yan Xigui lowered his proud head, looking at the ground, so no one could see his face clearly.
"Feng Yuan is out! Look, Feng Yuan has come out from the Sacred Temple. He said they had to kneel for three days and three nights, and now the time has passed. Is he really going to let the four of them go?"
Sharp-eyed people instantly saw Fang Han walking out from the entrance of the Sacred Temple.
"Letting them go is like returning tigers to the mountains. If it were me, I would rather risk being punished by the sect to kill these four, otherwise these four will become life-and-death mortal enemies."
"Indeed life-and-death mortal enemies, having made them kneel on the ground. These four will definitely seek crazy revenge in the future, possibly killing anyone around Feng Yuan."
"This enmity has been forged so deeply. But if Feng Yuan overtly kills the four, the elders of the sect will definitely step out to interfere."
"Let us wait and see."
Discussions flowed freely like a surging tide. The four kneeling—Xiang Yizhen, the Holy Child of the Heart Emperor, Gu Changfeng, and Yan Xigui—also heard the voices. Raising their heads, they looked at the approaching Fang Han, their eyes revealing a hatred that could not be washed away even if all the seawater in the world were poured out.
This was a hatred more intense than the great enmity of killing one's father or stealing one's wife.
When Fang Han walked out, he saw the eyes of the four in an instant, knowing that this hatred could fundamentally not be resolved. From now on, the four would frantically seek revenge against him.
Even the people around him would be killed.
Seeing those four pairs of hateful eyes, murderous intent stirred in his heart: "These four, having been humiliated to this state, already share an irreconcilable enmity with me. Might as well just kill them and be done with it all. Risking punishment from the Yuhua Sect is worth it."
Just as his murderous intent stirred, an intense freezing sensation emitted from his body, making everyone present shudder involuntarily.
Fang Han strode over. Just at this moment, the sky above suddenly underwent a transformation.
Rumble!
Four incredibly intense divine lights descended, directly sweeping towards the four kneeling on the ground.
The divine light sweeping towards Xiang Yizhen was pitch-black like ink, staining the surrounding space completely black. The one sweeping towards Gu Changfeng was flames, while for Yan Xigui it was a guiding divine light, and for the Holy Child of the Heart Emperor, it was an incomparably tyrannical power of the mind.
The four divine lights were majestic in momentum, like a celestial river rolling backwards. Their auras forced everyone to retreat repeatedly, possessing an indescribable grandeur.
"That is! Experts from the Dark Emperor's Mansion! The Sun God Palace, the Yan Family, and the Heart Emperor's Hall of the Heavenly Court are making a move. They have come to rescue the four of them!"
"Why? Why are forces from these four sides able to enter our Yuhua Heavenly Kingdom?"
"The higher-ups of the Yuhua Sect must have tacitly approved of this matter. After all, these four disciples cannot be killed by Feng Yuan, but since Feng Yuan has acquired the inheritance of the Bone Saint, his future cultivation will definitely make him a grand figure, at least at the saint level. The higher-ups of the Yuhua Sect are afraid of displeasing him, so they silently permitted the experts of the four great factions to enter and rescue the four."
Among the experts of the Yuhua Sect, there were still individuals with sharp insight who instantly knew what was going on, and even made all sorts of speculations.
"What a powerful force, and they unbiasedly chose this moment to act. Just as I raised killing intent, they came to the rescue?" Fang Han felt those four powerful forces, and his body slightly retreated.
However, he did not take action to stop them.
This was obviously something tacitly approved by the Yuhua Sect. Knowing the severe consequences of the four great factions intervening, he endured silently without acting, temporarily letting the four go.
Anyway, as his magic power grew and he successfully cultivated the Book of the Epoch, these few small ants, although troublesome in the future, could not pose any concrete threat.
However, although Fang Han understood the Yuhua Sect's intentions and refrained from intervening, those four divine lights were fiercely aggressive and did not let him off. Especially the pitch-black divine light that had swept up Xiang Yizhen. It suddenly divided, transforming into a pitch-black longsword that vibrated in the air. With black light flashing and the dark night descending, it actually slashed down towards Fang Han.
"The people of the Dark Emperor's Mansion took action! Actually attacking Feng Yuan! By stepping back, Feng Yuan had tacitly agreed to let these forces rescue Xiang Yizhen and the others, but they still could not hold it in and attacked Feng Yuan."
"That's for a certainty. Xiang Yizhen was in contact with the people of the Dark Emperor's Mansion. The experts in that mansion would definitely not accept this and want to fiercely teach Feng Yuan a lesson. Xiang Yizhen is the successor of the Night Emperor, and possibly even the reincarnation of the Night Emperor. Being humiliated like this, how could the people of the Dark Emperor's Mansion leave without venting this foul breath out?"
The black divine light transformed into a black longsword aiming to kill Fang Han. On that black sword flowed black blood, piercing towards Fang Han's head. It was a guaranteed one-hit kill. This was not a lesson at all, but rather a bloody massacre.
"You seek death!" Fang Han's eyes turned cold, displaying eternally unthawing frost. By tacitly allowing these factions to rescue Xiang Yizhen and the others, he had already shown the greatest tolerance. Who could have known that these people recklessly didn't know whether to live or die and still attacked him.
He took a step forward, raising his palm straight up like an immortal monument, carrying a hard and awe-inspiring aura, and directly struck out at the black longsword.
"Bang!"
Black light shot out in all directions, and the longsword shattered. With one palm, Fang Han reduced this black longsword to powder.
Oh?
Deep in the highly elevated sky vault, from somewhere unknown, the source of the black divine light let out a gasp of surprise, but subsequently a vicious intent was transmitted over: "Puny Holy Child, daring to humiliate the successor of the Night Emperor, you must die!"
"Buzz!" Even more black longswords flew out from the divine light, transforming into a black curtain of night that enveloped down upon Fang Han.
"That is, the Night Curtain Kill of the Heavenly Court's Dark Emperor's Mansion! When the night curtain descends and envelops all, even saints will be killed!"
"The Dark Emperor's Mansion of the Heavenly Court actually took the opportunity to attack Feng Yuan. Why aren't the higher-ups of the Yuhua Sect coming out to interfere, did they reach some sort of agreement?" Many experts said in shock.
"Since that is the case, then all of you die for me!"
Facing the envelopment of the night curtain, Fang Han burst with murderous intent. He straightened his body, standing tall and majestic, and his hands unleashed peerless saintly methods!
Streaks of dragon-shaped true energy burst out from his palms. Countless long white rainbows shot sharply out from the pores all over his body, piercing straight through the great sun in the sky. Handily, the anomaly of a white rainbow piercing the sun manifested. Each streak of white rainbow directly tore the night curtain apart, and even that black divine light fractured inch by inch.
Rumble!
Almost everyone was shaken so violently that they spat out a mouthful of blood. The crowd saw Fang Han draw out a portal across the air. Berserk power transformed into hundreds of millions of giant dragons, surging into the portal, striking toward a distant time and space.
"Ah!"
In that distant time and space, from the source of the black light, a tragic scream resounded.