Roar!
Fang Han gave a loud roar, and rings of soundwaves suddenly radiated outward, condensing in the air into great formations of musical notes. Those musical notes were seeds of true words, drifting down like rain, and actually blocked all the Holy Sons of the Dugu family.
These Holy Sons of the Dugu Aristocratic Family continuously emitted radiance, yet none could extinguish the musical note seeds. Trapped within the great formation, each one was made dizzy and lightheaded by the musical notes, completely unable to recover their essence, energy, and spirit.
Among them, one Holy Son let out successive long cries, suddenly turned around, and a sharp spear gleam appeared from his hand, reflecting back. With a swoosh, a large spear thrust out from the void, the spearhead bright as snow, emitting various fierce divine lights, actually stabbing straightforward at Fang Han's head.
"Dugu Divine Spear, Ten Thousand Heroes as One, Solitude in the World, Everlasting and Immortal."
Following behind the large spear was a tall and sturdy Holy Son, his long hair draped over his shoulders, dressed completely in snow-white, naturally possessing a bearing of riding the wind and commanding the clouds. His large spear entered like a dragon, indestructible.
No one anticipated this reverse thrust of the spear.
The reincarnated Painting Saint Sun Shihua was enraged, "Dugu Xia, you dare bite the hand that feeds you!" As he spoke, he was about to step forward. However, he was stopped by Fang Han.
Facing this incoming spear thrust, Fang Han pulled his palm back and suddenly flipped it, striking out like a vile dragon emerging from the sea. The massive hand blocked out the heavens, covering the vault of heaven, directly colliding against that spear point.
With a sound like splitting bamboo, Fang Han's massive hand struck down on the spear point. That divine spear first bent completely into a bow, and then split open, bursting into thousands of fragments. The tall white-clothed man Dugu Xia, who was holding the spear behind, flew backward, vomiting mouthfuls of fresh blood.
Fang Han took a breath toward the air, and all the fragments of that divine spear turned into streams of true dragon original energy, entering his mouth and being swallowed into the crystal divine kingdoms throughout his body.
"That divine spear was forged from archaic patterned iron from the divine mountain of the Dugu Aristocratic Family, infused with peerless spear intent. Although it is purely a martial arts weapon of slaughter, its degree of hardness is fully comparable to a Supreme Grade Immortal Weapon, yet it was actually shattered with one blow."
"All Creation Dragon Transformation Incantation, this is rumored to be a dragon race secret art. Only those who have cultivated the dragon race's supreme magic treasure, the Eight Divisions Pagoda, can learn it. Could it be that this Feng Yuan also has the Eight Divisions Pagoda on him? There aren't many experts in the Heavenly Realm who can successfully forge the Eight Divisions Pagoda. Among the younger generation disciples, I only know of Tu Gang, the law enforcement disciple of the Heavenly Court's Divine Prison, who can possess it."
"This Feng Yuan's strength is far more formidable than Tu Gang."
"It is indeed formidable, strong without bound, comparable to those few peerlessly abnormal freaks like the Little Stone Emperor Song Tengfei."
"Then what should we do?"
"It seems we truly cannot resist him."
With this single move, Fang Han directly shattered the divine spear of Dugu Xia, the Holy Son expert of the Dugu Aristocratic Family, and simultaneously staggered the opponent into vomiting blood. They couldn't help but be shocked. Especially the numerous Holy Sons from another sect, the Tongling Daoist Sect, who were discussing among themselves.
"Dugu Xia, I saved you out of goodwill. Otherwise, this group of Ancient Magic Heart Apes could have torn you all to pieces. Not only are you not grateful, you actually strike at me. What are your intentions?"
After striking Dugu Xia into vomiting blood, Fang Han did not make a move, but simply swept his gaze over this group of people from the Dugu Aristocratic Family: "Biting the hand that feeds you, nothing goes beyond this. Are you tired of living?"
"Feng Yuan! You are extorting repayment for a favor." Dugu Xia had a pale face. Forcing his original energy to circulate throughout his body, he finally recovered. While his heart ached for that divine spear, he angrily said: "Moreover, this is your conspiracy. Maybe, that group of Ancient Magic Heart Apes was summoned by you. Everyone, Xing Yuehua, Fellow Daoists of the Tongling Daoist Sect, this is all his scheme. Look at how tired we were slaughtering the Ancient Magic Heart Apes, while he casually forced the apes back just like that. Who would believe there are no hidden tricks in this?"
"What?" Fang Han's face chilled: "It seems a good deed is truly hard to do. My well-intentioned rescue has actually twisted into a conspiracy in your mouth? Reversing black and white, confusing right and wrong, it seems this is what you excel at."
"Feng Yuan, our Dugu Aristocratic Family does not wish to oppose you." A Holy Daughter of the Dugu family stepped forward: "But we also do not wish to follow you to deal with the Taiyi Sect and become your chess pieces. Now we believe that you saved us. We will give you adequate compensation. Speak, how many first-tier spirit veins do you need?"
"How many spirit veins? Do you think I would lack spirit veins?"
Fang Han smiled.
"Brother Feng, how do you handle this matter? It seems this group of Holy Sons from the Dugu Aristocratic Family are not easy to rope in. Now the conflicts have been intensified instead. Do you want to kill all of them? If so, although it is doable, our Yuhua Sect would forge a heaven-encompassing enmity with the Dugu Aristocratic Family in the future…"
Seeing this situation, Sun Shihua transmitted a divine thought to Fang Han.
"Kill them? Although they bit the hand that fed them, it hasn't reached the point of slaughtering them." Fang Han shook his head, changing his mind: "Since they are unwilling to be roped in by us, we'll just let them go. Xu Muyun, Ren Ying, you two demand some spirit veins and that will be it."
"Alright!"
Receiving Fang Han's divine thought guidance, the Yuhua Sect Holy Daughters Xu Muyun and Ren Ying stepped forward: "Our Yuhua Sect also does not force people's hands. Since we travel different paths and do not share the same schemes, then there is nothing more to say. You will offer up some spirit veins and we will be even. From now on, we won't talk about gratitude or enmity, it'll strictly be a transaction. Like this, there are a total of twelve Holy Sons and Holy Daughters here in your Dugu Aristocratic Family. Assuming five hundred first-tier spirit veins per person, just give six thousand spirit veins."
"What? Six thousand? Don't open your lion's mouth so wide." That Holy Daughter of the Dugu Aristocratic Family said angrily.
"Never mind, six thousand is six thousand." Dugu Xia stopped this Holy Daughter from saying more: "Once we give the spirit veins, we are even. Just act as if this never happened. We are unwilling to participate in the struggle between your Yuhua Sect and the Taiyi Sect."
While speaking, Dugu Xia flew out lines of first-tier spirit veins, transforming into white long dragons in the air, rushing straight for Fang Han.
Fang Han took a step forward, grabbing all the spirit veins into his hand with a large sweep. Taking a slight look, these six thousand spirit veins were indeed all superior quality items, obviously severed from King-tier spirit veins. They held very high value, so he stored them away.
"Let's go, we are leaving!" Dugu Xia hailed the Holy Sons and Holy Daughters, and they flew off at once, rapidly retreating into the distance. With a few rises and falls, they disappeared without a trace.
About half an hour later, Dugu Xia and the others had completely distanced themselves from this place. One of the Holy Sons fiercely said: "Wasted six thousand first-tier spirit veins, truly detestable. Senior Brother Xia, what do you think we should do? Those people from the Yuhua Sect are truly aggressively overbearing. I cannot swallow this breath no matter what."
"I can't swallow it either." Dugu Xia said fiercely: "That Feng Yuan pushed things too far. He actually wanted to use my Dugu Aristocratic Family as chess pieces just completely relying on a tiny favor? How is this possible? Furthermore, he destroyed a divine spear of mine. It is impossible to let this grudge go unsettled. The reason I handed over the spirit veins just now, parting with what I hold dear, was a delaying tactic. Now we will borrow a knife to kill a person, having this person utterly killed to vent out the hatred in my heart."
"What is Senior Brother Xia preparing to do? Could it be to gather the other experts of our Dugu Aristocratic Family? Uniting together to demand justice?" A Holy Daughter said.
"No need, when we made the transaction just now, we were already cleared. What justice is there to demand by gathering people to go over there?" Dugu Xia shook his head: "I have other plans. I'll take this information to notify the numerous experts of the Taiyi Sect. When the time comes, it will naturally borrow a knife to kill, and we can also take the opportunity to establish ties with that Little Stone Emperor Song Tengfei of the Taiyi Sect. When the time comes, wouldn't it serve two purposes? Since we let out a vicious breath from our chests, we can also obtain quite a few benefits?"
"Senior Brother is brilliant, truly possessing heaven-reaching wisdom. That Little Stone Emperor is the reincarnation of a King Grade Immortal Weapon, the God Consolidating Stele from the Archaic era, possessing abundant foundations. That Feng Yuan is merely an upstart who obtained the Bone Saint's inheritance. Hmph!" A Holy Son laughed heartily: "In the rumors, he is extremely generous. If we tell him this news, we can certainly obtain quite a few benefits. Among the Taiyi Sect, reincarnated saints are exceedingly numerous. Even casually giving me some benefits would far exceed six thousand spirit veins."
"Not bad, why didn't we think of this strategy to borrow a knife to kill? But would we offend the Yuhua Sect by doing this?" A Holy Daughter said.
"Hmph! That doesn't matter much." Dugu Xia said: "Once the Little Stone Emperor cultivates into an Origin Immortal and simultaneously merges with the God Consolidating Stele's main body, he will be able to suppress everything and remain evergreen through the ages. That Feng Yuan is nothing more than a mayfly in his hands, sufficient to casually kill him. When the time comes, all the Holy Sons of the Yuhua Sect will be annihilated, what talk will there be about offending or not offending?"
"Not bad, not bad, only dead Yuhua Sect Holy Sons are good Holy Sons." A Holy Son of the Dugu family nodded, extremely sinisterly.
"Only dead Yuhua Sect Holy Sons are good Holy Sons, that phrase is not bad. Come, let's go find Song Tengfei. I share some relationship with a disciple of the Yuhua Sect. I can contact him." Dugu Xia flew wildly once again: "Does his Yuhua Sect not think about it, although my Dugu Aristocratic Family has no dealings with them, our dark exchanges bridging us to the Taiyi Sect are considered quite good. How could we deal with the Taiyi Sect for his tiny bit of minor graces?"
The people of the Dugu Aristocratic Family vanished into the air, seeking the "Little Stone Emperor" Song Tengfei, intending to borrow a knife to kill.
In the original spot.
In the area haunted by the Ancient Magic Heart Apes, Fang Han, the people from the Yanshen Marquis Gate, and the disciples of the Tongling Daoist Sect were flying slowly in the air. Particularly, several of their leaders had already gathered together, discussing something.
Needless to say about the Yanshen Marquis Gate, they had naturally pulled connections with Fang Han. While the numerous Holy Sons of the Tongling Daoist Sect also did not act like the Dugu Aristocratic Family, but instead moved closer.
Fang Han, Sun Shihua, Xing Yuehua of the Yanshen Marquis Gate, and a middle-aged man wearing a Tongling Daoist robe embroidered with many clouds and mists, were all gathered together.
This middle-aged man's cultivation seemed not to be beneath Sun Shihua. He was a leader Holy Son of the Tongling Daoist Sect named "Yao Yu". His body seemed like a patch of void, readily able to summon forth powerful existences from within at any time.
The Tongling Daoist Sect was skilled in spiritual summoning arts, which involved summoning powerful existences out to assist in battle from various alternate spatial dimensions. Their own strength was also very solid. Being skilled in martial arts, although not as prominent as those kingly major sects like the Yuhua Sect and the Taiyi Sect, they still possessed Sovereign Emperors holding their fort.
Now Fang Han was precisely drawing them in to deal with the Taiyi Sect together and drag the Little Stone Emperor Song Tengfei out.