This group of "Hell Bats," each one held strength equivalent to the Golden Immortal level. However, like the Ancient Magic Heart Apes, they did not have Golden Immortal laws within their bodies, but rather laws simulated by a stream of Hell's energy.
Hell's energy was a type of fierce menacing energy from the Archaic era, possessing demonic and evil natures.
When that demonic and evil nature combined and fused with some living beings, it could evolve into various demonic beasts. Hell Bats were born exactly like this.
The Demon Wings evolved by the Hell Bats were also an archaic Holy Grade Immortal Weapon, equally famous with the "Wings of Liberty", one righteous and one evil, each possessing its own might.
Hell Bats possessed a special innate divine ability, which was emitting the Wave of Annihilation. It could directly detonate every speck of spatial dust, plunging a region of heaven and earth into a state of great annihilation. Nothing could hide, and nothing could endure the vibration of this Wave of Annihilation.
After numerous bats joined together to form the magical artifact Demon Wings, they were even more capable of sparking void storms, bringing the Wave of Annihilation into full play.
The massive Demon Wings in the sky swept past, and the spatial dust around everyone turned into divine thunder-like explosions. The numerous Holy Sons all felt a sensation as if their bodies were about to turn into powder.
Sun Shihua, Xing Yuehua, Yao Yu, and the other experts all brought out their divine abilities, suppressing original energy to stabilize the space.
But a movement on the sweeping Demon Wings violently shot out many long arrows. These long arrows were entirely composed of Hell's energy, completely covered in a type of rune originating from Hell.
Every arrow was equivalent to the full-force strike of a Supreme Grade Immortal Weapon.
Wa!
On the spot, a few Holy Sons of the Tongling Daoist Sect were pierced through the body by these arrows. The flesh and blood on their bodies rotted piece by piece, emitting a foul stench.
The cultivation of the Holy Sons could not suppress the erosion of Hell's energy.
Although Bi Yu'er, Xu Muyun, and the others resisted the shooting of these Hell Arrows, the stormy shower of arrows also shook them into vomiting blood.
Right at this moment, Fang Han made a move.
He brought his hands together, and an identical pair of wings appeared on his back, incomparably sacred. Flakes of pale blue feathers resembling the sky formed a divine kingdom. Countless Liberty Power flowed upon it. With a slight flap, a stream of Liberty Power dispersed outward. Those Hell Arrows scattered one after another in the midair, exploded, and truly completely vanished into green smoke.
And the Wave of Annihilation also successively dissipated beneath the Liberty Power, fully stabilizing the space.
Fang Han raised his head to look at the Demon Wings in the sky, let out a long cry towards the heavens, and spat out six true words. Every true word transformed into a massive Buddha. Ancestor Dragons coiled around each Buddha, and every one extended giant Buddha light hands, pulling towards the Demon Wings.
Upon seeing the Wings of Liberty, the Demon Wings formed by those Hell Bats suddenly went berserk. The eyes of the many Hell Bats upon it simultaneously brightened greatly, transforming into an array of blood-red bright stars flashing.
Looking up entirely, one discovered that the Demon Wings were densely covered in blood-red giant stars, dripping with terror.
"Ten Thousand Buddhas Paying Homage to the Origin, Great Righteous Astral Aura, Suppressing Evil Demons!"
Fang Han raised both hands, and the History of Buddhist Civilization and the History of Confucian Civilization flew up once again, transforming into a grand Buddha and a grand Confucian scholar. Lined up left and right, they actually stood upon the two flaps of the Demon Wings.
Instantly crushed by this pressure, the Demon Wings began to freeze, unable to move.
A faint smile appeared on Fang Han's face. Both hands grabbed the empty air, and the massive Demon Wings gradually shrank, finally falling down and transforming into a pair of wings about ten feet wide.
The wings were still composed of many Hell Bats, but now all these Hell Bats had turned into streams of runes, representing the true essence of the demon.
"Sure enough, just like the Chaos Demon Cudgel, it contains a set of peerless martial arts."
Exactly the same as Fang Han's calculation scenario, upon subduing this pair of Demon Wings, he unsurprisingly found a trace of a martial arts cultivation method from the Hell's energy. This set of martial arts, like the "Nine Transformations of Liberty", was called "Nine Transformations of the Demon." It elaborated on the supreme Dao of space and methods of flight.
Taking the Demon Wings transformed by these Hell Bats onto his palm, Fang Han felt the Wings of Liberty within his body trembling violently, becoming excited.
He was not stingy. With a transformational move, he drove these Demon Wings into the Wings of Liberty.
"Buzz!" Instantly, the Wings of Liberty began to change.
The Liberty True Energy from within greedily enveloped the Demon Wings, entering and absorbing the martial arts quintessence inside, as well as the supreme Dao of spatial changes and flight.
Fang Han could feel that the Wings of Liberty were gradually changing, stretching out, and the Liberty Power within became even more nimble. It actually carried a growing tendency to emit spatial storms and loose the Wave of Annihilation.
After the Liberty Power swallowed the Demon Wings formed by the Hell Bats, it tore open with a swish again, extending out, densely covering the sky. Waves of profound and sacred auras rippled through the sky.
"The Wings of Liberty, truly deserving of their reputation. I didn't expect to actually refine this Holy Grade Immortal Weapon successfully. Legend has it that the Heavenly Court's Thunder Emperor Heavenly Monarch tried to subdue this Holy Grade Immortal Weapon a few times, but they battled many times and neither could do anything to the other. This shows that the power of the Wings of Liberty is on par with a Heavenly Monarch."
"This Wings of Liberty is only a Supreme Grade Immortal Weapon, yet its might is boundlessly formidable. Of course, it's mainly because the user is formidable."
Seeing Fang Han bring out the Wings of Liberty, break the Wave of Annihilation, and subdue the Demon Wings formed by Hell Bats, everyone felt that the abundance of magic treasures and strength of methods on this person were rare in the world.
Gradually, none of them held any thoughts of underestimation anymore, but truly viewed him as a rival to the Little Stone Emperor Song Tengfei.
"Collect for me!"
Shattering the army of the Hell Bats in one stroke, Fang Han swung his large hand toward the distance. True energy condensed, transforming into a giant palm radiating brilliant light, grasping toward that half King-tier spirit vein in the distance through the air.
Around the King-tier spirit vein, there were still many demonic beasts gnawing, among which was no small number of Hell Bats. However, none of these Hell Bats had formed Demon Wings and were simply no match for Fang Han. They were shattered one after another by the giant palm and integrated into the Wings of Liberty.
The Wings of Liberty underwent a metamorphosis, appearing to communicate with their main body. From the dark void, an abundance of Liberty Power was transmitted over in the air, causing this pair of wings to grow increasingly larger.
Boom!
Finally, that half King-tier spirit vein was grabbed by Fang Han. It gradually shrank, turned into a three-zhang-long King Dragon, flew over, completely disappeared into his body, entered the Heaven Reaching Gate, and began to fuse with his remaining small half of a King-tier spirit vein.
Instantly, Fang Han felt his spirit veins brim, original energy surge within his body, possessing even more ample power.
"Currently, to advance to Origin Immortal, needing one King-tier spirit vein is simply not enough." While calculating, Fang Han made the most conservative estimate that if he were to break through to the Origin Immortal realm, he would need a minimum of five King-tier spirit veins.
This was an astronomical figure, the Primordial Energy was immeasurable.
If Fang Han advanced like this, he would probably drive the Yuhua Sect to bankruptcy, leaving all the disciples wandering the streets, begging for spirit veins to survive.
Fortunately, he had entered the Archaic Ruins for the Blood Trial where there were King-tier spirit veins available for him to collect. Otherwise, he simply could not find that much original energy needed for advancement.
Everybody saw Fang Han simply collect a half King-tier spirit vein like this, and their eyes were filled with nothing but envy. But the opponent's magic power was mighty, envy was just envy but useless. Luckily, there were still many scattered first-tier spirit veins in the air, a full tens of thousands of them.
With a shout, these Holy Sons individually maneuvered their magic treasures and rushed up, harvesting the first-tier spirit veins in the air. Even Sun Shihua and Xing Yuehua couldn't hold back, projecting their magic power, striving the utmost to collect them.
It should be known that these spirit veins bobbing in the air were no ordinary first-tier spirit veins. Some were equivalent to the Sea Marquis Holy Spring Eye, which meant the sum of thirty-four first-tier spirit veins. Taking them back for refinement and resolving them could convert them into wealth.
Even Sun Shihua and the rest would never spurn possessing too much wealth.
Rather, it was Fang Han, who having collected half a King-tier spirit vein, equating to a hundred thousand first-tier spirit veins, did not make a move to scramble over profits with these Holy Sons. Instead, standing in the air, he began burning Primordial Energy to deduce the whereabouts of the Little Stone Emperor Song Tengfei.
Just before, his Primordial Energy was not enough. Though he still possessed a small half of a King-tier spirit vein, and by killing Zhao Fenghua collected tens of thousands of spirit veins, currently every move of Dao arts he drove consumed heavy amounts of Primordial Energy. Plus, refining various treasures also took consumption, slaying demonic beasts even more so. Later if he battled the Little Stone Emperor Song Tengfei against each other, that would definitely require vast quantities of burning.
So he had been carefully conserving, even feeling some trepidation toward deduction.
Now, having collected half a King-tier spirit vein in one fell swoop, he threw off all restraints.
The Zhou Tian Instrument had advanced to the Supreme Grade Immortal Weapon realm, and its deduction capabilities hugely increased. Pity that the Primordial Energy it consumed also grew more and more, taking up original energy in the sums of hundreds of first-tier spirit veins at every turn, which Fang Han simply couldn't tolerate.
This also showed the capability and absolute anomaly of the Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasures. Normally, even if an ordinary immortal obtained this set of supreme treasures, they couldn't afford to execute it, entirely unable to unleash its power.
As the Zhou Tian Instrument rotated, various images appeared on top of it. Fang Han slammed original energy equivalent to a full thousand first-tier spirit veins into it. Burning intensely, an extreme limit deduction began.
All of a sudden, an image cleared up.
Within an inexplicable divine kingdom, a massive stone stele bobbed up and down. The stone stele entirely covered in eyeballs was also carved with dense patterns, showing the vicissitudes of years. History had also bequeathed a mottled aura onto it. Above the stone stele, there were many assault marks from sabers, swords, spears, and staffs, displaying the glory of this stone stele battling with countless magic treasures.
Those traces were all left behind by Saint Immortals, or Sovereign Immortals, and King Grade Immortal Weapons.
Beneath the stone stele sat a human figure cross-legged. This figure was entirely blurred, wrapped in layers upon layers of stone mist. Without a mistake, it was stone mist, appearing like the airflow of evaporated stone slurry rotating billowingly around him, demonstrating a heavy, solid, unfancy yet solemn flavor.
That figure amidst the stone mist seemed to be cultivating some peerless divine ability. Fang Han felt his strength turning heaven and earth upside down, able to directly break through and enter a new realm at any time.