The Martial Overlord Huangfu Fei finally could endure it no longer and began to execute an absolute art that burned lifespan, intending to defeat Fang Han in one fell swoop, enter the Buddhist treasury, and snatch the initiative from the Wisdom Fist Mu Ye Zhen.
As this punch struck over to kill, Fang Han immediately sensed the danger.
However, danger was just danger. The dangers Fang Han had experienced in his life were simply countless, too numerous to mention. Facing danger, he always possessed a unique calmness.
"Buddhist liberation, power of the treasury."
Suddenly, his entire person merged with the Buddhist light, activating the talisman of the World Honored One Free King Buddha. From within that talisman, a power erupted forth and actually produced a resonance with the Buddhist treasury in the distance. Imperceptibly, a majestic power poured down through the crown of his head. Behind his back, a young, barefoot monk wearing golden monastic robes manifested once again. However, the features of this young monk were slightly clearer; it seemed as if a living World Honored One Free King Buddha had appeared here.
Boom!
The true form of the World Honored One Free King Buddha appeared here. A large hand of Buddhist light extended out and pushed a palm straight towards Huangfu Fei, forcibly receiving the Martial Overlord's punch.
As the two fists collided, suddenly, the Buddhist treasury in the distance seemed to have been fiercely struck by a giant mountain. It actually transmitted out the Sanskrit chanting voices of countless Buddhas.
Amidst the Sanskrit chanting of the Buddhas, a cold sneer appeared on Fang Han's face. Pulling back and leaping up, his hands waved out series of seals, directly attacking the martial dao deity condensed from those dozens of Primal Immortal demons above Huangfu Fei's head.
"To actually be able to borrow the power of the Buddhist treasury to manifest a phantom of the World Honored One Free King Buddha, exactly what Buddhist treasure do you possess on your body!"
Huangfu Fei never expected that Fang Han would actually execute such an absolute art. For the emergence of this Buddhist treasure, many experts carried Buddhist treasures on their bodies in an attempt to resist the Buddhist light within, but the heavy treasure on Fang Han's body left everyone dumbfounded.
"He wants to seal my martial dao deity and seize control of these dozens of demons, I cannot let him succeed." In an instant, the Martial Overlord Huangfu Fei saw through Fang Han's scheme, and his body violently retreated.
In the instant his body continuously retreated, Fang Han pursued relentlessly, absolutely not giving up, seemingly harboring a deep hatred and great vengeance against him. The talisman of the World Honored One Free King Buddha was urged continuously, and the power of the Buddhist light from the Buddhist treasure in the distance was increasingly absorbed by the talisman.
Boom!
Hundreds of billions of torrents of Buddhist light transformed into thumb-sized Buddhas, converging into a torrent of Buddhas, densely packed, all entering Fang Han's body.
Above Fang Han's head, the true body of the World Honored One Free King Buddha also condensed, striking out the Great Karma Art.
When destiny does not emerge, karma reigns as king.
Streams of karma also turned into a torrent, wrapping around the body of that martial dao deity formed by the dozens of demons. Instantly, that martial dao deity let out a grievous cry.
"To actually plant spiritual imprints within their bodies, but I am fully capable of breaking them; power of destiny, cycle of fate." With a shift of Fang Han's thoughts, crackling sounds echoed. The Daoist techniques planted inside those demons' bodies by Huangfu Fei were all broken, and swept by the Buddhist light, they all fell into the talisman of the World Honored One Free King Buddha.
Fang Han collected all these demons.
Which is to say, the Martial Overlord Huangfu Fei painstakingly subdued these demons, cleansed their marrow and purified their bodies, and imparted martial dao intent to them, yet at this moment, it all benefited Fang Han.
"Hahaha, these demons, when combined, are equivalent to the power of a Half-Saint. I will gladly accept them right here."
Having completely subdued these demons, Fang Han immediately executed Buddhist light to refine them, yet he did not intend to assimilate them. Because they had been imparted the profound mysteries of the martial dao by Huangfu Fei, the martial dao deity they formed was extremely formidable and could strengthen the chapters of the martial dao civilization.
"Brother Mu Ye has already entered the Buddhist treasury. I have successfully blocked the two of you and fulfilled my promise to Brother Mu Ye, so forgive me for not keeping you company any longer."
Fang Han's body moved, and suddenly all his magic power receded. Transforming into a ray of bright light, he roamed everywhere, evading the attack of the Little Stone Emperor, and directly shot into the Mahavira Hall of that Buddhist treasury.
Originally, the restrictive laws outside the treasury would have taken the Wisdom Fist Mu Ye Zhen a long time to break, but now Fang Han entered naturally. Not only could the Buddhist light not cause him any lethal harm, it instead seemed to welcome him, directly entering his body to add power to his talisman of the World Honored One Free King Buddha.
"Detestable! To actually have this trick, I have suffered continuously!"
The Martial Overlord Huangfu Fei took a huge loss this time. Having the demons he subdued taken away by Fang Han, losing all his invested capital, while the other party simply slipped away to contend for the treasure. How could he be willing to let it go? He let out continuous long howls, filled with furious emotions.
His body transformed into a torrent of martial dao, surging and washing into the Buddhist treasury; he actually used violence to break the restrictive laws of the treasury.
"Brother Huangfu, we have not failed. Joining hands to snatch the magic treasures is the crux."
The Little Stone Emperor Song Tengfei immediately said to Huangfu Fei. Having witnessed Fang Han's elusive methods, he felt a chill in his heart, feeling that he was truly isolated and weak in force. If Fang Han could obtain the treasure of the Heavenly Chan Buddhist Emperor this time, it was very likely that he would kill him during this Bloodshed Trial, and then he would be completely finished.
"True Qi unified!"
The Martial Overlord Huangfu Fei injected a stream of martial dao intent directly into the Little Stone Emperor's body. The Daoist techniques of the two communicated with each other, and instantly their powers joined hands, thoroughly piercing through the Buddhist light and charging inside.
Their intents locked onto Fang Han.
"All Saint Sons heed my command, attack the treasury immediately!"
At the same time, the Martial Overlord Huangfu Fei and the Little Stone Emperor both issued the command.
Immediately, the cultivators from the Taiyi Sect, the Divine State Pure Land, and even thousands of other sects all launched an attack. Streams of immortal arts converged into a torrent, violently impacting and blasting all the Buddhist light until it exploded diversely.
In the sky, destructive vibrations immediately appeared, and ripples of magic power fluctuations radiated outward.
Although this Buddhist treasury was powerful, facing the impact of so many Saint Sons, it also began to rotate slowly, its layers of outer restrictive laws being thoroughly worn away.
"Let us enter first, we must also get a share." The Little Axe Emperor, the Little Rain Emperor, and others swooshed and charged inside.
However, Xu Muyun, the reincarnation of the Painting Saint Sun Shihua, and others secretly allied together: "We do not need to contend for the treasure. If Senior Brother Feng Yuan obtains the treasure, there will naturally be a share for us."
They quietly retreated, moving away from the battlefield, prioritizing the protection of their own lives.
Many experts present simply began to go mad. Facing the emergence of the Buddhist treasure, everyone attacked desperately, attempting to break the Buddhist light and charge inside.
Saint Sons with high magic power took advantage of the thinning Buddhist light to rush fiercely outward, while Saint Sons with low magic power could only join together and attack as they advanced.
For a time, the scene was chaotic. The radiance of countless magic treasures collided, blooming gorgeous fireworks between heaven and earth.
Just a moment prior, Fang Han had already entered the "Mahavira Hall."
Originally, the Buddhist light surged like tides within this Mahavira Hall, making it practically impossible to take a single step. He saw the Wisdom Fist Mu Ye Zhen urging a Buddhist treasure to resist the Buddhist light, approaching the front of a Buddha statue right in the center of the Mahavira Hall, trying to take a massive oil vat in front of the Buddha statue.
Within the Mahavira Hall, there were oil lamps on all four sides. The massive oil vats were all filled with Buddhist grease, grease boiled from Saint-level Buddhas. There were eighteen large vats in total. In the center of those large vats were massive wicks as thick as arms, borrowing the Buddhist grease to burn billowing flames, urging the power of the restrictive laws.
Every vat of Buddhist grease from a Saint-level Buddha was simply invaluable. Fang Han made a slight calculation; one vat of Buddhist grease was worth at least ten King-grade spiritual veins.
Of course, this was not all. The most honorable of all was that massive Buddha statue in the center.
This Buddha statue was withered, seemingly left behind after a Buddha's lifespan had exhausted. His hands formed a strange dharma seal, and in the center of the dharma seal, a primordial secret mantra was condensed.
The lower half of the Buddha statue was a Seven-Treasure Lotus Platform. Placed upon the lotus platform were monk's knives, strings of rosary beads, precious canopies, sariras, pills… various kinds of Buddhist magic treasures. Every single one radiated powerful magic power, unexpectedly being peerless immortal artifacts, and their quality was simply not something ordinary peerless immortal artifacts could compare with.
Especially that Seven-Treasure Lotus Platform below, it simply possessed the power of a half-King-grade immortal artifact.
However, nothing was more honorable than this Buddha corpse. Before Fang Han even approached, there were bursts of majesty that made the depths of his soul tremble.
This was actually a corpse left behind after a Paramount Immortal Emperor Buddha had entered Nirvana. Although he had died, his residual might still awed the nine provinces and ten thousand directions, and all things in heaven and earth. Even Fang Han and the Wisdom Fist Mu Ye Zhen could not approach.
The Buddha corpse in this great hall was evidently the body left behind by the Heavenly Chan Buddhist Emperor of the Buddhist Sect.
The physical body of a Paramount Immortal! Although its laws had dissipated, its power remained formidable.
The Wisdom Fist Mu Ye Zhen's gaze aimed at this Paramount Immortal Buddha, filled with greed, wanting to obtain it immediately. Unfortunately, no matter how he moved forward, he could not approach this Buddha statue.
Upon seeing Fang Han enter, he was startled and shouted fiercely: "Feng Yuan, weren't you blocking those two? How did you get in?"
"I saw Brother Mu Ye enter the great hall and delayed for enough time. Those two completely risked their lives, so I came in." Amidst the intense Buddhist light, Fang Han waved his large sleeve and executed the talisman of the World Honored One Free King Buddha. Those streams of Buddhist light seemed to have encountered their nemesis, pouring into it one after another. Even the corpse of the Heavenly Chan Buddhist Emperor sitting upright in the center underwent a change, its bodily aura revealing an aura of reverence.
"Collect it for me!"
Seizing the opportunity, Fang Han executed all his power, incarnating into a long river of destiny. The Great Karma Art circulated within it, the history of the Buddhist civilization bobbed up and down in the long river, and the phantom of the World Honored One Free King Buddha sat upright in the long river, grabbing towards the surroundings with a large hand.
Buzz buzz buzz, buzz buzz buzz… A great deal of oil vats of Buddhist grease actually all fell into the large hand of the Free King Buddha.
All eighteen vats of Saint Buddha-level Buddhist grease were collected by Fang Han. Every vat of Buddhist grease was worth more than ten King-grade spiritual veins!