Once the stone map was unleashed, it was invincible under the heavens.
It was equivalent to borrowing the power of the hundred thousand great provinces shaped by the Heavenly Court. Song Tengfei, this Little Stone Emperor, possessed the true majesty of the "Stone Emperor." Under the oppression of the stone map, those Saint Sons with lowly cultivation simply could not survive. If it were not for Fang Han, the Little Rain Emperor, and the Little Axe Emperor bearing the pressure, some low-level Ancestral Immortal Saint Sons from the Yanshen Marquis Mansion and the Spiritual Connection Dao Sect would have been crushed to the point of exploding directly.
The power of this stone map was almost equivalent to a peak Origin Immortal, and even carried the might of a "Half-Saint."
Such power could not be resisted by an Ancestral Immortal, or even an Origin Immortal.
As it pressed down, the Little Rain Emperor and the Little Axe Emperor both felt the arrival of a devastating catastrophe.
This was a true devastating catastrophe. The rolling oppression of that stone map was enough to crush any resister who refused to submit to heavenly might. Even Fang Han's Book of Epochs in the air was pressed down until its brilliance retracted, unable to rise in the slightest.
"Might of the Epochs! Revolve destiny, the grand dao of the long river, flowing without end, boundless eternal life."
Reaching this point, Fang Han supported the overall situation by himself. He spat out a mouthful of origin qi, and that Book of Epochs blossomed with light once again. One after another, the histories of civilizations rose and fell, charging toward that stone map.
When that stone map encountered the histories of civilizations, it suddenly rotated. The ancient earth veins of the Heavenly Realm's hundred thousand great provinces let out a sound together, primeval and desolate, originating from antiquity.
"Bo!"
First, within the Book of Epochs, several weak civilizations, such as the Alaya Civilization and the Beast Dao Civilization, shattered at once and scattered back into origin qi.
Even the most powerful civilizations of Confucianism, the God Race, Buddhism, and the Demonic Dao had their brilliance extinguished, seemingly about to fall down.
"Abominable!"
Fang Han propped up both hands, and an Eight Divisions Pagoda slowly rose into the air, transforming into the form of an Ancestral Dragon and pouring into the Book of Epochs. Immediately, the Dragon Race Civilization in the book shone with great light. It shot outward, and a dragon claw explosively spread out in mid-air, slashing out with the hegemonic power that shattered eternal antiquity. It was a true hegemon of the Dragon Race, a lord that roamed through countless epochs.
The primordial Ancestral Dragon of the Dragon Race was an existence that surpassed the Heavenly Monarch level, a genuine hegemon. It was almost an existence on par with the World's Freedom King Buddha.
With the support of the Eight Divisions Pagoda, the Dragon Race Civilization surpassed the Confucian Dao History of Civilization in one fell swoop, becoming a page more powerful than the Confucian Dao Civilization, claiming the position of the first page entirely.
The dragon claw forcibly grabbed at the stone map in the sky.
That stone map continued to rotate slowly and press down, colliding with the dragon claw, striking until sparks flew everywhere on the dragon claw, and dragon scales began to fracture all over.
"Dragon Race Civilization? It's useless, and the Eight Divisions Pagoda is also useless. The stone map of the ancient cities of the Heavenly Realm's hundred thousand great provinces is the territory of the Heavenly Realm, it is the state of the Heavenly Realm, it is the borders of the Heavenly Realm, it is the core of the Heavenly Realm. For you to resist this stone map is equivalent to resisting the entire Heavenly Realm. Dragon Race? Even if it were the entire Dragon Race, they would be obliterated by the Heavenly Realm, let alone this tiny page of a book recording the Dragon Race Civilization you possess."
The Little Stone Emperor Song Tengfei struck with both hands, and the stone map expanded further, bursting with even more monumental power, shattering the dragon claw with just one hit.
Then, explosions began within the history of the Dragon Race Civilization, and the phantoms of many giant dragons were blown to dust.
This page of the history of civilization actually began to shatter!
That Eight Divisions Pagoda was forcefully squeezed out entirely, re-entering Fang Han's body. On the pagoda body of the Eight Divisions Pagoda, cracks actually appeared, as if it were about to shatter.
This Superior Grade Immortal Artifact was actually damaged.
Fortunately, Fang Han was well-prepared in his heart. The Eight Divisions Pagoda was only a Superior Grade Immortal Artifact, while that stone map was the strongest strike unleashed by a King Grade Immortal Artifact. The gap between a King Grade Immortal Artifact and a Superior Grade Immortal Artifact was like an osprey in the sky versus an ant on the ground.
"Heaven Mending True Qi, recover!"
Fang Han possessed a massive amount of Heaven Mending True Qi to repair laws. A stream of true qi was injected in, and this Eight Divisions Pagoda, and even the history of the Dragon Race Civilization and all major histories of civilization, recovered once again.
Although the history of civilization was shattered, Fang Han's core foundation remained intact. As long as he had enough origin qi, he could condense it immediately. Furthermore, his Heaven Mending True Qi was endless, and his combat power surged like a rolling tide.
"Such fast recovery ability." The Little Stone Emperor could not help but exclaim in admiration the moment he urged the stone map, but he attacked even more viciously and sharply.
"Since your recovery is so fast, then you can't blame me. I will sacrifice a King Grade spirit vein to kill you quickly and not entangle with you." Song Tengfei opened his mouth and suddenly sprayed out, spitting forth a spirit vein that looked like a three-foot-long spirit snake.
As soon as this spirit vein was sprayed out, the aura of a ruler spread throughout the sky. Within that aura of a ruler, the power of the King Grade spirit vein began to unleash boundless might everywhere.
Originally, a King Grade spirit vein spanned hundreds of billions of miles in length and could transform into a silver river in the sky. However, it had now been compressed into a three-foot-long spirit snake shape by Song Tengfei's supreme magical power, showing just how intense the compression was and how massive the shockwave it produced.
"Weng!"
That three-foot-long spirit snake King Grade spirit vein was directly driven into the stone map at once. The rotation speed of this stone map instantly became terrifyingly fast.
A grand act, this was absolutely a grand act, directly burning a King Grade spirit vein and infusing it into a spell. This kind of extravagance was enough to make even an ancient Saint exceptionally astonished.
"This is bad, we are definitely dead this time!" Seeing this scene, the Little Rain Emperor and the Little Axe Emperor both let out roars of despair. Under this sudden oppression, they simply could not resist.
No one expected the Little Stone Emperor Song Tengfei to be so ruthless! Directly burning a King Grade spirit vein and driving it into the stone map to execute eradication. Naturally, no one expected that the stone map could actually withstand the burning power of a King Grade spirit vein.
The Little Stone Emperor Song Tengfei looked at these people with a gaze of pity, knowing that the grand situation was set. "I have found nine King Grade spirit veins here, all left behind by a person from the Demonic Dao named Cang Sheng from his past life. However, Cang Sheng shouldn't be called a Saint now; he should be called an Emperor. A clone of Cang Sheng from the past was sealed here, leaving behind numerous treasures and wealth, all of which I have collected. Otherwise, I wouldn't have advanced to an Origin Immortal so smoothly."
Driven by his will, the stone map pressed downward, and the shadow of the Heavenly Realm's hundred thousand great provinces abruptly expanded. Everyone felt as if they had returned to the Heavenly Realm, facing the oppression of the Heavenly Court with the despair of imminent pulverization.
Explosions occurred consecutively right away, and Fang Han's Book of Epochs was actually blown to pieces. Even the powerful Witch Dao Civilization, the Dragon Race, Buddhist, and Demonic Dao Civilizations could not protect it, leaving only the God Race and Confucian major civilizations bitterly supporting it at the end. However, it was evident they could not endure for much longer and were about to disperse like smoke and clouds.
Yet, Fang Han's eyes remained clear and transparent, seemingly having a well-thought-out plan in his chest.
"Ghost Martial Holy Lord, shattered map condense, merge into the Epochs, take in the stone map!"
Suddenly, several pieces of a shattered map flew out from above Fang Han's head, piecing together into a God Race picture scroll; it was also a divine map! This divine map was not complete; a large chunk was missing from the core picture in the center. It was a holy map without a core.
This was precisely the shattered map of the Ghost Martial Holy Lord that Fang Han had obtained in the tomb of the Ghost Martial Holy Lord.
He had never used these shattered maps before, keeping them sealed within the Gate of the Supreme Heavens. However, he had been constantly using the Heavenly Cycle Instrument to deduce them and utilizing the Supreme Heaven True Qi to refine them. The moment the Gate of the Supreme Heavens advanced into a Superior Grade Immortal Artifact, Fang Han felt some seals inside this shattered map of the Ghost Martial Holy Lord opening.
Arriving at this crucial moment, Fang Han suddenly unleashed his ultimate move.
A divine light rushed out from the God Race Civilization in the Book of Epochs, shooting onto the shattered map of the Ghost Martial Holy Lord. Sensing the essence of the God Race Civilization, the shattered map immediately erupted with rolling power of the gods. The physical form of this "Half-Heavenly Monarch" God Race entity, the Ghost Martial Holy Lord, seemed about to resurrect within the holy map.
The shattered map of the Ghost Martial Holy Lord was formed from all of his essence blood back in the day, turning his Half-Step Heavenly Monarch cultivation into a holy map. Its quality and aura were almost at the peak of a King Grade Immortal Artifact.
Originally, this shattered map could not exert any power, but Fang Han's cultivation was completely different from before, and the countless profound mysteries within began to unleash their might.
At this very moment, Fang Han stood tall, instantly executing the Dao of Terminus. His entire body transformed into a form exactly identical to the Terminus Holy King.
He had met the Terminus Holy King of the God Race, and the other party had even imparted the supreme Dao of Terminus to him face-to-face. Fang Han was extremely familiar with the form of this Holy King. Having deduced it countless times with the Heavenly Cycle Instrument, transforming into the other party now, apart from the difference in strength, his aura was almost genuine enough to pass off as the real thing.
As he transformed into the Terminus Holy King at once, the phantom of the Ghost Martial Holy Lord that had just condensed in the Ghost Martial Holy Map blanked for a moment before being directly suppressed by the Twilight of the Gods executed by Fang Han, merging into the God Race Civilization chapter of the Book of Epochs.
This merger was like a volcano tossed into a rolling ocean. Immediately, waves of qi tumbled, waves of heat steamed, and extraordinary phenomenons emerged abundantly. The aura actually managed to withstand the stone map.
Fang Han stood right there, grabbing with his hand, as the God Race Civilization and the shattered map of the Ghost Martial Holy Lord were pressed against the stone map.
The core piece in the center of the shattered map was blank, but now, it expanded continuously, actually aiming to take the stone map into it to complete the shattered map.
In this dangerous moment, Fang Han was actually trying to collect this stone map to make the shattered map of the Ghost Martial Holy Lord whole. This was the true gamble, exceptionally tragic and fierce, extraordinarily bold, yet accurate down to the peak and the slightest margin, without a hair's breadth of error.
When encountering the stone map, the shattered map of the Ghost Martial Holy Lord had its latent abilities stimulated, and the seals cracked wide open, revealing the face of the Ghost Martial Holy Lord once again.
The Ghost Martial Holy Lord was an existence wearing long pitch-black robes with a pitch-black face, appearing like a ghostly god walking in the human world. Originally, after Wu Chang obtained this shattered map, he had never dared to use it or open the seal for fear of backlash. But now, with his God Race Civilization at major completion and having incarnated as the Terminus Holy King, Fang Han was entirely capable of suppressing the spiritual backlash of this God Race Holy Lord out and borrowing his power.
As soon as the Ghost Martial Holy Lord emerged, his black robes billowing, he snatched with a large hand, actually reaching directly into the core of the stone map.
The power of that stone map and the power of the shattered map clashed head-on, suddenly tangling together. They seemed to be fusing, yet also appeared to be struggling.
At this time, the shattered map of the Ghost Martial Holy Lord radiated thousands of beams of light, shooting straight up into the heavens.