Hua Zhentian's fresh blood was already in hand.
Fang Han could then rely on this fresh blood to deduce various kinds of information about Hua Heavenly Lord. Then, by combining it with Hua Tiandu's aura, he could deduce various clues from within.
Now the power of the Zhou Tian Instrument was much greater, because the overall advancement of the Thirty-Three Heavens Treasures caused this magic treasure to elevate to an exquisite realm, truly possessing a shred of the aura of calculating the cosmic cycles.
After Fang Han stood still and adjusted the origin energy within his body, he dripped that drop of Hua Zhentian's blood into it. It was instantly surrounded by a wave of cosmic cycle true energy, deducing bit by bit, analyzing the Heavenly Lord bloodline aura within it.
Hua Tiandu's aura, however, Fang Han could completely simulate. Back in the secular world, he and Hua Tiandu had a vow of great enmity, a ten-year agreement. Although it was later left unresolved because Hua Tiandu ascended to the heavenly realm.
However, this vow remaining unfulfilled was always a regret. Furthermore, Fang Han vaguely felt in his heart that there was definitely some thread of connection between Hua Tiandu and Hua Heavenly Lord, which he could not afford to take lightly. What if that Hua Tiandu was the reincarnated body of Hua Heavenly Lord? Then defeating the other party in the future would be fraught with difficulties.
Fang Han profoundly knew just how terrifying the reincarnated bodies of Heavenly Lords were.
These reincarnated bodies of Heavenly Lords could be said to be unparalleled; the speed of their progress far exceeded ordinary existences. Even the reincarnations of Emperor Profound Immortals could not compare.
The reincarnations of Emperor Profound Immortals were all invincible geniuses, but they fundamentally could not be compared to the reincarnations of Heavenly Lords. If one was truly the reincarnation of a Heavenly Lord, one only needed to look at Fang Qingxue to know.
Despite Fang Han having continuous fortuitous encounters, Fang Qingxue's cultivation speed was not the slightest bit slower than Fang Han's, and sometimes her realm would even surpass his.
As for that Xiang Yizhen, he fundamentally was not the reincarnation of the Night Emperor Heavenly Lord, but a divine ability cultivated by the Night Emperor that reincarnated into a human. He was equivalent to a servant of the Night Emperor. Otherwise, for Fang Han to defeat him would be simply impossible.
"Now, let me see whether this Hua Heavenly Lord actually reincarnated into Hua Tiandu or not."
Fang Han's fingers moved, and the origin energy around his entire body condensed into a shadow. This shadow wore green clothes, with large sleeves fluttering, possessing the momentum to swallow mountains and rivers, and the tendency to freeze the world with a snap of his fingers.
This was precisely the illusionary shape of Hua Tiandu.
No, it was a physical form possessing true flesh and blood.
Fang Han now already possessed the ability to fully utilize good fortune and the void to condense a living person. Utilizing his memory of his meetings with Hua Tiandu, he remolded a Hua Tiandu with flesh and blood, a personality, and a soul!
The Zhou Tian Instrument, according to Fang Han's memory, perfectly deduced all the physical features, appearance, voice, and personality of Hua Tiandu, exactly identical to the Hua Tiandu in the secular world.
And Fang Han utilized the force of good fortune to recondense the flesh, blood, laws, and even various dao techniques and divine abilities to restore Hua Tiandu.
Fang Han executing this dao technique did not conceal it from the crowd, but executed it in public.
The Little Axe Emperor and the Little Rain Emperor did not know what he was going to do, yet they dared not ask too much. They all knew that every action of Fang Han contained profound meaning and absolutely could not be speculated upon.
A man in green clothes gradually condensed into a physical form, with plentiful flesh and blood, although the crowd did not recognize him as Hua Tiandu.
This man was created from the void by Fang Han within three breaths, possessing a soul and thoughts. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, saw Fang Han right in front of him, and spoke: "Why would I, Hua Tiandu, be here? Haven't I cultivated the Undying Body and am in the Taiyi Sect?"
"Who are you!"
Hua Tiandu looked at Fang Han in front of him.
Fang Han's current appearance was the transformed "Feng Yuan", without a single shred of his original aura. Even a saint could not clearly see his original appearance, because his current body was composed of crystal divine kingdoms and could casually transform into countless appearances.
Looking at the Hua Tiandu he himself had created in front of him, Fang Han waved his large hand and drew Hua Tiandu into his own crystal divine kingdom, forcibly mixing him with that drop of essence blood within the Zhou Tian Instrument.
The Heavenly Lord bloodline force within Hua Zhentian's drop of essence blood entered the body of this "Hua Tiandu" created by Fang Han in an instant.
This "Hua Tiandu" created out of thin air absorbed the bloodline power of Hua Heavenly Lord at once. Immediately, his entire body emanated an eerie aura, his black hair fluttering, every strand like spirit snakes plunging deep into the void.
"Buzz!"
Fang Han immediately urged the Zhou Tian Instrument, and even utilized the Heavenly Destiny Sphere from within the Eight Groups Pagoda to examine the trajectory of destiny, while the Little Destiny Spell also began to be activated.
A long river of destiny appeared above Hua Tiandu's head, quietly peeping.
Aooo aooo aooo! Aooo aooo aooo! That created Hua Tiandu, fused with the Heavenly Lord bloodline, held a sharp gaze, seeing through the void. He stretched out a hand and directly reached toward the future.
Fang Han called out in his heart: "Not good!" Because he felt that during the deduction process, somewhere in the unseen realm, an immense power capable of resisting quietly descended suddenly. It poured directly into the body of the Hua Tiandu he had created.
And that Hua Tiandu was no longer a puppet, but transformed into a grand figure, an existence completely capable of looking down upon the crowd of heroes and looking down upon all living beings.
Within the Zhou Tian Instrument, this Hua Tiandu issued forth a rolling voice: "Fang Han? I know your original name is Fang Han. To actually wish to peep into my profound mysteries? You are simply seeking death."
This voice fundamentally was not Hua Tiandu's.
Rather, it originated from an alternate dimension space, a powerful existence. This powerful existence, without a doubt, was precisely the rumored Hua Heavenly Lord.
Fang Han was already greatly alarmed in his heart, because in an instant, the physical form of the Hua Tiandu he had created expanded more and more, becoming inconceivably massive, unexpectedly on the verge of shaking the world within the Zhou Tian Instrument until it shattered completely.
If he allowed the opponent to continue growing endlessly like this, then it was highly likely that a complete explosion would occur, and his own body would not be able to support it, blowing up entirely into powder.
"Suppress it for me!"
Fang Han's will suddenly entered the Zhou Tian Instrument, transforming into his true body. Striking out with one punch, the Thirty-Three Heavens Good Fortune Divine Fist fiercely exploded. Thirty-three times combat power surged like a tide, condensing into a fundamental dot, forming a situation of obliteration toward Hua Tiandu.
"Stolen good fortune is not one's own good fortune. The Thirty-Three Heavens Good Fortune Divine Fist is not used like this, let me teach you! Fang Han!"
"Buzz!"
In the air at some completely unknown place, an immense force blessed the body of this "Hua Tiandu" created by Fang Han once again. This "Hua Tiandu" showed a shift in expression, and unexpectedly behind him also flashed the illusionary shape of the thirty-three heavens. With power condensed, he surprisingly struck out the same Thirty-Three Heavens Good Fortune Divine Fist with thirty-three times combat power!
The two fists crashed together within the Zhou Tian Instrument, immediately erupting into a catastrophic wave of destruction.
"Time Free King Buddha, suppress the origin energy!"
Fang Han was deeply afraid of completely routing the Zhou Tian Instrument, requiring him to cultivate it all over again. In the instant the origin energy exploded, he roared loudly in midair. A golden talisman manifested, and the illusionary shape of the Time Free King Buddha appeared once more. That barefoot monk in a golden monk robe manifested in the air. He unexpectedly transformed into a ring of light, successively suppressing the exploding origin energy.
And that Hua Tiandu clashed against Fang Han once, and his physical form also began to collapse. After all, it was purely a transmission of force, and this was the Immemorial Ruins. Even a Heavenly Lord found it very difficult to transmit their intent over.
"Hmph! Boy, count yourself lucky. These Immemorial Ruins are the prison of the Good Fortune Immortal King; it is inconvenient for this seat to transmit power. However, as soon as you step outside, you will hardly escape my killing strike."
At the moment the physical form collapsed, that wave of intent transmitted over, making people tremble with fear.
Fang Han, however, feared it not in the slightest. Suddenly seizing the opportunity, a strike of the Little Destiny Spell lashed out. Instantly, clouds and mist dissipated, and he saw a scene in the air.
In a place of nothingness, an incomparably towering body lay quietly horizontally inside a coffin. Whether this towering body was dead or temporarily in deep slumber was unknown. In front of that coffin sat a person the size of a sesame seed. This person possessed a normal physical form, which served to contrast how towering the body inside that coffin was.
"Hua Tiandu!"
Fang Han saw it at once; the person sitting in front of that massive coffin was exactly Hua Tiandu.
Hua Tiandu seemed to be cultivating a peerless divine ability. Amid his breathing taking in and out air, the unimaginably massive body inside that coffin began to slowly breathe along with his breathing rhythm.
"What kind of situation is this?"
Fang Han tried to deduce again, but this image completely dissipated, without the slightest trace left, unable to seek out any further clues anymore.
Fang Han deduced continuously, but it could no longer manifest. Moreover, that drop of blood evaporated out of thin air, completely destroyed.
"Exactly what kind of situation is this? That towering body inside the coffin? Hua Tiandu sitting and cultivating in front of the coffin?" Fang Han shook his head, unable to deduce the correct answer no matter what.
However, the towering body lying inside that coffin was very obviously the body of Hua Heavenly Lord. And what exactly the relationship between Hua Tiandu and Hua Heavenly Lord was, he had no way of knowing.
As for where exactly the coffin was, Fang Han had absolutely no idea.
Unless his cultivation base advanced several more steps, becoming a Fundamental Immortal or even a Saint, only then would it be possible to deduce some clues again.
"Brother Feng Yuan, what was it that you were deducing just now?"
"Oh, it's nothing much. I obtained a shred of Hua Zhentian's blood, and used his blood to deduce the whereabouts of our Yuhua Sect's founding patriarch Hua Heavenly Lord." Fang Han said flatly.
"What? Did you finally manage to deduce it or not?" The Little Rain Emperor Xia Zhiqiu hurriedly said.
"I managed to deduce some clues, but looking at flowers through the mist, it's just not clear. It seems I must advance to a higher realm to ultimately see it clearly." Fang Han nodded, giving people a sensation of utter mystery.
"I sense the aura of the Little Stone Emperor. Such an intense stone energy."
Xia Zhiqiu was about to speak, when suddenly, her expression changed. She saw that amidst the baleful aura ahead, a surge of stone energy faintly permeated outward.
Some demonic beasts scurried about everywhere, seemingly sensing the descent of extreme danger, all running to avoid this surge of stone energy.
Puchi, puchi!
Bursts of sounds transmitted out from within the stone energy. Fang Han observed that some formidable demonic beasts, upon being tainted by this stone energy, actually completely petrified, turning into stone.