No matter how the Little Prison Emperor Han Yu struggled, transformed, or executed supreme profound arts, he was not a match for Fang Han, remaining completely trampled beneath his feet. Fang Han's foot was like the king of giant mountains suppressing an ancient seal; the power it radiated could suppress Saints and quash Emperors, seemingly like a Heavenly Monarch reincarnated.
"Damn it!"
Seeing the "Little Prison Emperor" suffer such humiliation, the leader Saint Sons of the Five Sacred Mountains Divine Sect finally could bear it no longer.
That Wang Chong, the reincarnation of the "Strength Saint," suddenly and outrageously made a move. He struck out with one move, his intent roaring, "Strength to Pull Mountains and Rivers!"
This move was a sneak attack, struck silently, only erupting when it reached Fang Han's back. Within the force of his punch, a giant god of strength instantly flashed out, grabbing the tectonic plates with both hands and hurling them fiercely.
This punch was pure, unyielding strength, without the slightest intent of devils, daos, gods, or buddhas mixed in; it was as crystal clear as quartz, the manifestation and rule of force.
Strength to pull mountains and rivers, spirit unmatched in the world.
Everyone watched as this punch landed onto Fang Han's back with a booming crash.
The moment it touched Fang Han's body, a ball of blazing sun-like radiance suddenly exploded behind him, radiating a stretch of bright flames that counterattacked directly, disintegrating all the power completely and then surging back.
"Ah!"
Flames ignited all over the reincarnation of the Strength Saint, Wang Chong. Surges of Pagoda Dragon Fire, mixed with the Divine Fire of the Spirit Stone, enveloped his body, burning and refining ruthlessly.
His suddenly unleashed 'Strength to Pull Mountains and Rivers' not only failed to cause harm to Fang Han, but was instead reflected by the Gangqi, setting his entire body ablaze with flames, causing him to scream miserably as he burned.
Amidst his agonizing screams, Wang Chong crashed into the crowd of Saint Sons from the Five Sacred Mountains Divine Sect. Those Saint Sons who failed to dodge and were slightly tainted by the flames on his body immediately transformed into burning torches.
These flames were even contagious.
Fang Han's flames were the Pagoda Dragon Fire, combined with the true fire of the spirit stone refined by collecting the Origin Qi from the God-Sealing Monument of the Little Stone Emperor. The combination of the two, fused into the Red Emperor Fire Emperor Gangqi within the Great Five Elements Art, was fully capable of refining a Primal Immortal.
"What kind of flame is this? Monstrosity! Put the flames out first."
Several other leader disciples of the Five Sacred Mountains Divine Sect were instantly startled, but being individuals who had seen the world, they immediately joined hands, drawing out a dark cloud in the air. Following a thunderous boom, drops of sweet dew rain descended, gradually suppressing the momentum of the fire. After a good while, these disciples extinguished the blaze, each of them entirely charred black, lying on the ground groaning.
Even an Ancestral Immortal, if burned by this flame, would have their whole body's essence fiercely combust, and even their lifespan would be affected, sharply decreasing in large amounts.
And all this burning essence, laws, and lifespan would enter Fang Han's body as replenishment. This was the tyrannical aspect of Fang Han's magic arts.
"This time is a small lesson, to let you people of the Five Sacred Mountains Divine Sect know who can be offended and who cannot." Fang Han continued to step on the Little Prison Emperor's face, standing with hands behind his back. With a sweep of his eyes, he sent a chill through the hearts of those from the Five Sacred Mountains Divine Sect.
Many experts of the Xuan Yuan Family stood dumbstruck in shock, especially that Xuan Yuan Chi Xiao, who had been clamoring just now about immediately plucking and harvesting Xu Muyun. His face was ashen, retreating continuously.
The three great Saint Son leaders Xuan Yuan Kong, Xuan Yuan Ji, and Xuan Yuan Xiu stood side by side, their magic powers communicating with one another, ready to deliver a thunderous strike at any moment.
The structure within the entire massive pagoda also began to undergo changes.
The current stretch of heaven and earth was a "Xuan Yuan Sacred Tower" formed by the combined True Qi and magic treasures of the Xuan Yuan Family's Saint Sons, within which a hundred evils could not invade and myriad laws could not shatter.
The three great Saint Son leaders immediately formulated a plan, preparing to use the power of this "Xuan Yuan Sacred Tower" to suppress Fang Han.
Fang Han's gaze suddenly swept over them.
"Feng Yuan, do not be arrogant. This is within our Xuan Yuan Family's Xuan Yuan Sacred Tower, it leaves no room for your wildness. Can you alone resist all of us Saint Sons? Release brother Little Prison Emperor Han Yu at once, otherwise, do not blame us for being merciless."
Xuan Yuan Ji roared.
"Feng Yuan, do you want the Five Sacred Mountains Divine Sect and our Xuan Yuan Family to wage an all-out war with the Yuhua Sect? Let me tell you, if you act rashly, all the Saint Sons of the Yuhua Sect will die here today." Xuan Yuan Kong also angrily shouted, urging his Origin Qi, and everyone immediately felt suffocated, the space solidifying.
"Fellow Daoists of the Five Sacred Mountains Divine Sect, quickly activate your Mother Cauldrons, communicate with our Origin Qi, and join hands to suppress this monstrosity!" Xuan Yuan Ji roared again.
"These days, there are truly many people who don't fear death." Fang Han shook his head: "Let alone the Saint Sons of your two great sects joining hands, even if more families and sects combined, it wouldn't be enough for me to slay. Oh right, Xuan Yuan Ji, it was you who made a move against Xu Muyun just now, executing your absolute art, the Heart-Shaking Divine Palm, wasn't it? I will chop off your dog paw and extract this divine ability of yours to serve as a punishment!"
As he spoke, Fang Han waved his palm, and a blade aura from the River of Destiny slashed over. Its light was vast and sweeping, fixating all the Origin Qi within the entire Xuan Yuan Sacred Tower so that no matter how it was urged, it could not circulate.
Fang Han's footsteps—one foot trampling the face of the Little Prison Emperor Han Yu, the other forcefully stepping on the ground—injected Origin Qi into the Xuan Yuan Sacred Tower, confining the core of all the formations.
"Ah!"
Another miserable scream rang out; Xuan Yuan Ji's wrist was forcefully chopped off by the flash of Fang Han's blade light. The power of that Fate River Blade Aura forcefully bound his severed hand, making it impossible for his cut off hand to grow back.
Fang Han then grabbed at the void, and a vortex appeared. Xuan Yuan Ji's body tightened, and he actually flew up, shooting towards the center of that palm.
"Stop!" Xuan Yuan Xiu and Xuan Yuan Kong attacked simultaneously towards Fang Han, attempting to rescue Xuan Yuan Ji.
"Like pearls of rice grain, you also dare to emit splendor?" Fang Han shook his head and flicked out twice with his fingers. Two streams of True Qi crashed out like enraged dragons, forcing the two to retreat again and again.
Crack!
As Xuan Yuan Ji flew over, he was grabbed by the neck by Fang Han's large hand. He was lifted up as if being carried like a chicken, making clucking sounds from inside his throat.
Just a moment ago, Xuan Yuan Ji had been executing the "Heart-Shaking Divine Palm" to capture Xu Muyun, acting extremely arrogantly. But now, he was grabbed by the neck by Fang Han and held in his hand, struggling continuously, creating an impossibly stark contrast for anyone witnessing.
"Brother Feng!"
The Little Axe Emperor Xuan Yuan Po's expression changed, "Do not use a lethal hand, leave some face for our Xuan Yuan Family so we can meet on good terms in the future."
"That I know." Fang Han placed one hand on the top of Xuan Yuan Ji's head. Xuan Yuan Ji's face was blood red, as if all the blood in his body was being siphoned away, and he roared: "Ah! Feng Yuan, you dare to extract the divine ability within my body, I will not let you off. The Saints and Emperors in our family will not let you off."
Fang Han was completely unmoved. Lifting his hand, he pulled out a powerful cluster of martial arts runes from the top of the opponent's head.
This cluster of martial arts runes was an imprint in the shape of a palm. In the center of the palm were textures like concentric circles. These were the runes of the Heart-Shaking Divine Palm that Xuan Yuan Ji had cultivated.
"Here, Xu Muyun, consider this divine ability compensation for you." With a flick of his finger, this palm rune flew out and entered Xu Muyun's body.
Xu Muyun's body jolted, and her clothes crackled loudly like a great banner in the wind. A mountain-like aura emanated from her, and her magic power skyrocketed inch by inch.
The Heart-Shaking Divine Palm was a martial arts absolute art that Xuan Yuan Ji had painstakingly cultivated. Sent into Xu Muyun's body, once refined, she could use this absolute art to directly contend against Primal Immortals!
"Alright, you can scram now. This time is on account of Xuan Yuan Po's face, otherwise I would directly devour you, wiping out your body and soul." Fang Han tossed him aside casually, throwing Xuan Yuan Ji to the ground like a dead dog.
"Bang!" Xuan Yuan Ji rolled like a gourd; all face lost, his dignity humiliated. The many Saint Sons of the Xuan Yuan Family were totally silent, enveloped by a deep sense of horror.
"You are called Xuan Yuan Chi Xiao, right? You wanted to wed Xu Muyun as a concubine? Step out."
Having thrown away Xuan Yuan Ji, Fang Han swept his gaze, easily spotting Xuan Yuan Chi Xiao, the young man in gold-traced clothes holding a long flute, among the many Saint Sons.
"Feng Yuan, don't fool around, my master is a Saint of the Five Sacred Mountains Divine Sect…"
Xuan Yuan Chi Xiao's expression changed, but his tone remained tough as he spoke viciously to Fang Han, carrying a threatening tone.
"Kneel down to speak!"
Fang Han flicked his grand sleeve.
A boundless stream of Origin Qi pressed down, forcing Xuan Yuan Chi Xiao's bones to utter continuous cracking sounds under the pressure, directly kneeling down onto the ground, his clothes splitting open all over.
"You!" Xuan Yuan Chi Xiao struggled repeatedly but could not struggle up at all. He could only maintain the kneeling posture, his face flushed bright red: "Feng Yuan, you must know, my master is Grandmaster Wei, a Saint of the Five Sacred Mountains Divine Sect, revered by everyone. For you to treat me like this, you will thoroughly ignite his fury, and he will annihilate you."
"What Grandmaster Wei? If he comes looking for me, I will make him kneel too!" Once Fang Han uttered this sentence, he nearly scared everyone to death on the spot. He actually didn't even fear a Saint! Exactly what kind of power, what kind of formidable backing was this?
"Arrogance." Xuan Yuan Chi Xiao nearly choked to death: "After you go out, you will make your arrogance pay the price."
"Xuan Yuan Chi Xiao! Are you courting death? Still not kowtowing and apologizing!" The Little Axe Emperor Xuan Yuan Po was greatly alarmed, "Brother Feng, do not be enraged, I will punish him."
"So tough, very well." Fang Han completely ignored the Little Axe Emperor Xuan Yuan Po, "This is the sort of people your Xuan Yuan Family has, arrogant and failing to see the reality of the situation. Keeping this kind of person around has no benefit to your Xuan Yuan Family; it only brings disaster and trouble."
"Show mercy!" Hearing these words, the Little Axe Emperor Xuan Yuan Po felt that things were grim. Just as he was about to obstruct it, a powerful force emanated from Fang Han's body, forcing him to retreat back continuously. Following that, he saw Fang Han strike out a palm across the void.
"Pop!"
Xuan Yuan Chi Xiao's body exploded like a rotten watermelon.
A great deal of Origin Qi danced in the air. Fang Han opened his mouth and inhaled, and all this Origin Qi was sucked into his mouth, turning into a dragon shape and vanishing without a trace. The majestic, unyielding Xuan Yuan Chi Xiao, disciple of the Five Sacred Mountains Divine Sect's Saint Grandmaster Wei, was just like that, directly refined, entering the Heaven-Mending Furnace to be transformed into Heaven-Mending True Qi.