"What a pity."
Fang Han watched the departing "God Sealing Stele" but did not make a move to capture it. He secretly sighed, feeling it was quite a pity. If he could annihilate all the Saint Sons present, his Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasure might even entirely condense into High-grade Immortal Artifacts. At that time, the power would be incomparable, perhaps even elevating his combat strength to a realm breaking through thirty-three times.
However, the power contained within this "God Sealing Stele" was truly too strong, impossible to break through even with his thirty-three times combat power.
Because that stone stele was a King-grade Immortal Artifact.
A King-grade Immortal Artifact was ten thousand times stronger than a Peerless Immortal Artifact, extremely difficult for even a Saint to destroy.
But now, the artifact spirit inside this "God Sealing Stele" had thoroughly vanished. That reincarnated "Song Tengfei" was currently only at the Ancestral Immortal realm as well. Even if he promoted to Primeval Immortal, it was far from possible for him to restore the true might of a King-grade Immortal Artifact.
Unless "Song Tengfei" promoted to the realm of a Saint, everything else was wishful thinking.
Therefore, Fang Han was not very afraid.
Moreover, in this "Primeval Ruin", he also had the possibility of promoting to the Primeval Immortal realm.
As long as he seized a few King-tier spiritual veins, and utilized massive origin qi to burn, while slaying some Saint Sons to turn the entirety of the Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasure into High-grade Immortal Artifacts, at the moment of transformation, mutually assisting each other, it might not be impossible for him to break through the bottleneck in one fell swoop and make further progress.
Furthermore, within his body, a peak Ancestral Immortal powerhouse was currently sealed: Zhao Fenghua.
That white single horn of Zhao Fenghua's, the Heavenly Lord's Horn, was fundamentally not condensed by him personally, but was power imparted by a Supreme Immortal Emperor.
Once Fang Han refined it, the benefits would be extremely numerous.
At the very least, the intensity of his own Crystal Divine Kingdom would be vastly elevated, and the Great Disaster Art would be cultivated to a terrifying level of ultimate perfection.
"Truly an interesting game. With that Taiyi Sect disciple Song Tengfei, the reincarnation of the King-grade Immortal Artifact God Sealing Stele, he is my main opponent in this bloody trial. If I can subdue him and seize the bodily shell of the King-grade Immortal Artifact, to what extent will my power grow?"
Fang Han said silently in his heart, revolving the Zhou Heavenly Astrolabe to deduce, yet failing to deduce anything at all.
It seemed that Song Tengfei was also using an extremely powerful magic treasure to conceal his own heavenly mechanism.
Seeing the scene settle down, Sun Shihua, Xu Bingqing, and the group of Ascension Sect Saint Sons all gathered around, closely surrounding Fang Han. Their faces revealed surprise, reverence, admiration, along with a trace of inexplicable fear.
At this time, Fang Han was no longer human; in the eyes of the crowd, he was an existence akin to a deity.
"Feng Yuan, I didn't expect you to be this tyrannical!" The expression on Sun Shihua's face was also somewhat unnatural: "Thanks to you this time, otherwise, our Ascension Sect would have suffered heavy losses."
"That is nothing. I am also a member of the Ascension Sect; doing things for the Ascension Sect is a matter of course." Fang Han said: "I didn't expect Song Tengfei to actually find his true body, the God Sealing Stele. If he promotes to the Primeval Immortal realm, then he will be my true formidable rival. Against such an opponent, I cannot win; at most, I can only resist."
"What? Song Tengfei has now found the God Sealing Stele. Once he promotes to Primeval Immortal, he can unleash the supreme might of the God Sealing Stele. Reaching that level, sweeping across the world, all of us Saint Sons are not his match. Could it be that you can still resist him?" A Saint Son said in surprise.
"That is nothing as well. As long as he is not a true Saint, everything can be managed." Fang Han smiled, displaying a powerful confidence that settled the minds of the crowd quite a bit.
The crowd now also believed his words; after all, the strength he displayed was truly too earth-shattering.
Especially when that God Sealing Stele pressed down, the way he punched the stone stele flying had frightened the Brahma Qi King to the point of almost wetting his pants. The many Saint Sons were actually all geniuses and deeply understood the formidable nature of that strike.
"Then what do we do now? Brother Feng? Your Dao arts are profound, and you are also skilled in deduction arts. Should we gather all the Saint Sons of our Ascension Sect together, connect into a whole, and then enter the deeper parts of the Primeval Ruin? To find Song Tengfei, fight a decisive battle to the death, and slay him, how about that?"
Now, Sun Shihua's form of address had changed unknowingly.
Originally, he called Fang Han "Junior Brother", but now he couldn't say it no matter what, thus addressing him as Brother Feng.
His tone had also changed into a discussing tone, looking at Fang Han, feeling a profound unpredictability, as if the other party was a Saint, a God, a Heavenly Monarch.
"This person… is definitely the reincarnation of a Heavenly Lord." He acknowledged this single fixed principle in his heart.
"Inappropriate." Fang Han thought for a moment: "Among the Saint Sons of our Ascension Sect, it is not a monolithic whole either. There are also great divine ability possessors like Brother Sun, reincarnations of ancient Saints, who have long been very dissatisfied with me, saying I am too arrogant. For me to cooperate with them is no less than asking a tiger for its skin. Furthermore, it's not like I can use force to subdue them; beating them and injuring them wouldn't be good either."
"What Brother Feng considers is correct." Sun Shihua thought for a moment and said: "In my Ascension Sect, there are indeed Saint Sons just like me. They haven't seen Brother Feng's divine might and will definitely be unconvinced. Seeking them out will inevitably give rise to conflicts."
"Therefore, it's better for us to act independently. Besides, gathering all the Ascension Sect Saint Sons to seek out Song Tengfei for a life-and-death struggle, how would the Saint Sons of other sects view this? It would give them an exploitable opportunity. You must know, this bloody trial involves not just our two houses, but the Saint Sons of over a hundred houses. Especially the supreme great noble families like the Muye Family and the Huangfu Family; their geniuses might not be inferior, and they will not allow that Song Tengfei to grow dominant either."
Fang Han talked confidently, his thoughts meticulous, "I did some deduction just now. The future is chaotic, actually presenting a situation of a host of dragons without a leader. It can be seen that Song Tengfei's troubles are not few, and the people wanting to slay him are many. We cannot be the first. The most urgent task is to first find the location where Song Tengfei is situated, observe in secret, and wait for the opportunity to strike."
"En, I have considered this point as well. There are too many sect Saint Sons in the bloody trial, among whom there are also individuals traversing with great divine abilities, even true figures reincarnated from ancient Supreme Immortal Emperors, such as the experts of the Muye Family and the Huangfu Family. Additionally, the Great Yi Religion, the Supreme Nine Purities Heaven, and the Tianya Sect also have quite a few peerless overlord Saint Sons." Sun Shihua also understood immediately: "These people definitely know Song Tengfei's secret as well. How could they allow this person to grow dominant?"
"Then we will set off now? To find Song Tengfei's location?" Xu Bingqing could not help but interject, "But this Primeval Ruin is boundlessly vast all around, how do we search?"
"No matter, there's no rush. We have seven days anyway. Just now, when I clashed with the God Sealing Stele, I intercepted a trace of its aura. Relying on a divine ability secret art of mine, I can certainly deduce it." Fang Han gave people a powerful confidence; unknowingly, he had become the master among this group of people. Even Sun Shihua unknowingly followed his leadership.
"Brother Feng, what exactly were those Dao arts you displayed just now? They seemed to condense into vast civilization histories one by one?" Sun Shihua finally could not endure it any longer and began to ask: "I have read extensively up to the ceiling, yet regarding such divine abilities, let alone seeing them, I have never even heard of them."
"This is the Dao of the Epoch that I originally created." Fang Han said indifferently: "It is still continuously being perfected."
"The Dao of the Epoch, the Dao of the Epoch, condensing civilization histories as a means of attack, this… originally created by oneself… this can only be created by a supreme Heavenly Lord. Undeniably, he is definitely the reincarnation of a supreme Heavenly Lord now, but exactly which Heavenly Lord is he?" Sun Shihua guessed in his heart. In his memory, the many Heavenly Lords from legends surfaced in his mind, cross-referencing and contemplating them one by one with the Fang Han before his eyes.
"Senior Brother Feng, you have now suppressed that Zhao Fenghua, will he make trouble? I think it's better to pause first and refine him before discussing anything else, how about that?" A Saintess of the Ascension Sect said.
"En? You truly know my mind." Fang Han glanced at this Saintess. Wearing a great red long robe and a pink gauze garment, with a phoenix hairpin on her head, graceful and slender, carrying an alluring flavor, she was like a fresh fruit about to ripen, making people unable to resist reaching out to pluck it.
"My name is Ren Ying, paying respects to Senior Brother Feng." This "fresh fruit about to ripen"-like Saintess bowed gracefully.
"That Zhao Fenghua and the Heavenly Lord's Horn are indeed making trouble incessantly inside my body. I have to split half my power to suppress him. Otherwise, that Song Tengfei couldn't possibly have rescued the Brahma Qi King and the others away so easily." Fang Han nodded: "Now, let us find a secluded place. You all guard me while I thoroughly refine Zhao Fenghua and the Heavenly Lord's Horn, then we will go find Song Tengfei's location."
"Alright! That primeval divine mountain in the distance is perfectly suitable for cultivation."
Sun Shihua pointed into the distance.
Fang Han saw a faintly discernible primeval divine mountain in the distance. Thus, with a flick of his large sleeve, a boundless Dao path appeared beneath his feet. He took a step onto it, and in an instant, arrived atop this primeval divine mountain.
On this primeval divine mountain grew quite a few demonic beasts, Six-Winged Golden Tigers forming groups in droves, with tyrannical strength. Among them were Golden Immortal-level demonic beasts, and while the vast majority possessed Half-step Golden Immortal cultivation bases, this was simply as easy as chopping melons and slicing vegetables for the Ascension Sect Saint Sons. Before long, they were slaughtered completely clean. Then, they sat down squarely inside the primeval divine mountain, setting up a grand defensive array, letting Fang Han sit in the center to begin comprehending profound mysteries and refining Zhao Fenghua.
"Zhao Fenghua, come out!"
After sitting down securely, Fang Han grabbed with his large hand. A stream of airflow rushed out from his body, and that Zhao Fenghua and the Heavenly Lord's Horn both flew out. Being spewed out by a mouthful of airflow from Fang Han, it transformed into a heaven curtain enveloping them. Thrashing left and right inside, they simply could not fly out.
"You? You people of the Ascension Sect actually dare to refine me. Do you not know that I have received imparted power from a Supreme Immortal Emperor? Even if you kill me, after going out, that Supreme Immortal Emperor will not spare you. Do you know who imparted power to me? It is the Disaster Heavenly Lord's son, Emperor Ning!"