This Saint of the Hua Family, tall and burly in stature with a fierce and malevolent expression, walked toward Fang Han. Almost every step carried an irresistible majesty, invoking fear and terror. The coercive pressure of a Saint could almost suppress any expert to the point of suffocation.
The people present also did not stop him from coming out. Including the "Feathers Emperor", he only frowned slightly, seeming to want to see how exactly Fang Han would resist, or perhaps step in at the most critical moment. He also seemed to know that there were many untruths in Fang Han's words, and wanted to use the pressure of a Saint to clearly see the true face of this genius disciple.
Facing the pressure of this Saint, Fang Han remained entirely unmoving, standing quietly, seeming to possess an imposing aura as immovable as a mountain. Just this burst of aura was enough to completely eclipse all the Saint Sons.
"What? Are you truly forcing me like this? Forcibly snatching my supreme treasure? Are there still any sect rules? Does that mean in the future, if any disciple obtains a miraculous encounter, they must hand it over to the sect? In that case, what genius would still dare to join the Ascension Sect?" Fang Han suddenly spoke up.
This Saint of the Hua Family stopped, sneering continuously: "Brat, regarding the miraculous encounters of other Saint Sons, we don't care. Such as Zhu Chongyang, who obtained the refinement dharma formula of the Truth Sword Embryo. It is rumored to be a sword training dharma formula passed down by the Truth Immortal King, yet we did not force him to hand it over. However, you are different. You forcefully seized and plundered, bringing a monstrous disaster upon our Ascension Sect. Moreover, your identity is mysterious and your words are full of lies. Do you really think we would believe you? Speak, whose major figure's undercover agent are you, sent into my Ascension Sect?"
"I am not an undercover agent for any mysterious major figure; I merely obtained a miraculous encounter. It can be seen from this Blood Trial that I was born possessing grand destiny; otherwise, I would not have obtained the Buddhist treasure." Fang Han's words fired off like a string of pearls: "The Blood Trial was held by the Heavenly Court. If you doubt me, you are doubting the Heavenly Court, saying that I am a spy planted by the Heavenly Court?"
"Sharp-toothed and glib-tongued." This Saint of the Hua Family laughed heartily, an indescribable cruelty and viciousness on his face: "As a Saint, no disciple has ever dared to quibble like this in front of me. Today I will tear that mouth of yours to pieces and see how you speak then."
While speaking, this tall Saint of the Hua Family took action.
Boom!
His body moved, and a burst of source energy erupted vigorously, like a sudden clap of spring thunder awakening all things, sprouting with vitality. Within every inch of his joints were streams of grand resonant sounds of a Saint enlightening the living beings of heaven and earth.
His palm struck out at Fang Han, and immediately streaks of dragon-shaped true Qi swam about. "I heard that you, brat, refined the Eight Division Pagoda and excel in the All Things Turned into Dragons formula. I have also occasionally learned a few dragon race Dao arts, so let's see if you can withstand them."
As this tall Saint of the Hua Family attacked, it was unexpectedly also a dragon race Dao art, and moreover, a primordial secret incantation, the Creation Dragon Formula.
As the streaks of dragon-shaped true Qi swam about, every dragon shape was a dragon of creation. Its claws, teeth, body, and dragon roars were continuously creating one world after another.
A grand art of slaughter bombarded toward Fang Han. Instantly, the protective astral Qi surrounding Fang Han exploded like glass, and spatial fragments flew chaotically everywhere.
A Saint taking action was indeed exceptionally extraordinary, far more fierce and severe than the Little Stone Emperor and Wu Ba.
"Eight Division Pagoda!"
Above Fang Han's head, the Eight Division Pagoda, a Peerless Grade Immortal Artifact, also appeared. On it, the All Things Turned into Dragons formula was urged, evolving into the grand art of the Ancestor Dragon, and bombarded together with the Saint's dragon race divine ability.
Within the Eight Division Pagoda, roars and tremors echoed, and source energy howled wildly. The power of a Saint was no small matter. Right upon contact, Fang Han felt as if he was suppressed by ten thousand mountains, his entire body locked in place. Not only was the All Things Turned into Dragons formula unable to defuse the opponent's dragon-shaped true Qi, but it was instead routed by the opponent.
"Is this the power of a Saint? It's more than ten times stronger than mine!"
Fang Han was shocked in his heart, but on the surface, he did not show the slightest bit of it. Within his body, he began to calculate, deducing the might of a Saint and the power of various Dao arts. This was his first time exchanging blows with a Saint, and he immediately obtained massive amounts of information.
"Brat, resisting is useless. If you can resist a Saint, then you are a reincarnated Heavenly Monarch. For the Eight Division Pagoda to fall into your hands is also a great loss. I will temporarily collect it, lest you rely on this magic treasure to commit all sorts of evils everywhere."
This Saint of the Hua Family pressed forward step by step, the murderous intent in his eyes manifesting. Suddenly opening his mouth, he spewed out a streak of white divine light, which broke through the ages and attacked upon the Eight Division Pagoda.
"Clang!"
Under this heavy strike, cracks actually appeared on the Eight Division Pagoda!
A Peerless Grade Immortal Artifact was far unequipped to contend against a Saint. The only thing capable of contending against a Saint was a King Grade Immortal Artifact.
"Bring it here!"
With everything under his control, the Saint of the Hua Family took another step forward. His large hand grabbed fiercely, enveloping downward. The magic power of the All Things Turned into Dragons formula actually threw itself automatically into his palm. Then, the hand of that Hua Family Saint completely sucked up the Eight Division Pagoda, making it look as if it was about to fall into his hands.
Outside, Fang Han possessed awe-inspiring prestige, slaying gods and exterminating buddhas, but now, his resistance was difficult! First, he could not display thirty-three times his combat power for fear of exposure. In the Blood Trial, displaying thirty-three times combat power was fine because it was entirely possible to cover it up, but here, there were far too many people with brilliant insight; he would be recognized almost in an instant.
And in the Blood Trial, there wasn't even a single Saint; he could entirely use the Dao of Epoch to cover it up.
Second, it was because the opponent was a Saint, the true peak power of the Heaven Realm.
If Golden Immortals were local despots, Ancestor Immortals were nobles, and Origin Immortals were princes and marquises, then Saint Immortals were the true controllers, overlords of a region. Fang Han's current power could slay a half-Saint and instantly kill any existence at a realm equivalent to his own, but up against a Saint, the deficiency in his realm became apparent.
"Eight Division Pagoda, good stuff. This brat actually refined it into a Peerless Grade Immortal Artifact, who knows how much effort he spent! I have obtained many primordial secret arts of the dragon race. After I obtain this pagoda and cultivate properly, my magic power will definitely increase vastly!" Seeing the Eight Division Pagoda about to fall into his hands, that Saint of the Hua Family was also overjoyed in his heart.
However, right at this moment, suddenly, an extremely terrifying aura swept out from Fang Han's body. A streak of Buddha light soared straight into the sky, and everywhere became a kingdom of Yanbu-nada gold. A tall Buddha slowly manifested from the Buddha light.
This Buddha was not a phantom, but a real physical form. Its entire body surged with Buddha power, causing even Emperor Supreme Immortals to be utterly astounded. The Buddha power around its body turned into Buddhist scriptures, every word a jewel, golden and jade-like maxims, continuously descending in the void. Every word of the scripture was a profound Buddhist Zen philosophy.
The Heavenly Zen Buddha Emperor had appeared.
Fang Han burned his lifespan again, and struck the Minor Destiny Art into the body of the Heavenly Zen Buddha Emperor, summoning his already dead primordial spirit. This brought this Buddha Emperor back to resurrection once more.
The Heavenly Zen Buddha Emperor made a grasping motion with his large hand, causing trembling explosions, and oppressed toward this Saint of the Hua Family, instantly blowing the opponent's magic power into exploding inch by inch.
"Subdue Demons!"
A loud roar erupted from the mouth of the Heavenly Zen Buddha Emperor. Following the sound, that Eight Division Pagoda actually flew over, returning into Fang Han's body, and all the cracks on it had been completely restored. As an Emperor Supreme Immortal Buddha, his magic power was virtually boundless and limitless. Regarding a Peerless Grade Immortal Artifact, he could directly restore it, or even scatter and reassemble it entirely.
"This is!"
An expression of shock and terror manifested on the face of that Hua Family Saint. The hair on his head became disheveled, instantly changing from a Saint into a miserable little minion.
The clothes on his body were torn in multiple places by that single roar, failing to cover his body. His pale face showed that he had suffered no small injury. The Heavenly Zen Buddha Emperor had defeated him with just a single palm strike.
"Kill!" An instruction from Fang Han was transmitted into the mind of the Heavenly Zen Buddha Emperor. This Buddha Emperor surged up explosively, carrying boundless majesty, and his Vajra giant palm struck explosively, "Realm-Extinguishing Zen Palm!"
"Buzz!"
Countless Vajra sounds immediately transmitted out in the void.
The Zen palm extinguishing a realm, the radiance infinite. The many Saints present were shaken so hard their heads spun and their vision blurred, and among them, the thousands of Origin Immortal experts even spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood with a "wa" sound.
The Heavenly Zen Buddha Emperor was a Buddha of War in the ancient era, possessing illustrious prestige. He led the Buddhist army to attack the Heaven Realm. His various Zen paths were decisive in slaughter, and his power could combat several Emperors at the same time. He was also a half-step Heavenly Monarch who had cultivated to the realm of living as long as heaven and earth, not the slightest bit inferior to the Feathers Emperor.
With this strike, his might was instantly displayed.
If it were during his lifetime, his strength could even allow him to slaughter his way in and out of the Ascension Sect. Although he was dead now, being summoned for a temporary awakening meant his magic power was only seventy percent of its usual, but it was still not something an ordinary expert could withstand.
"What is this?"
That Saint of the Hua Family instantly met with a fatal disaster. Seeing the Realm-Extinguishing Zen Palm of the Heavenly Zen Buddha Emperor enveloping downward, Vajra musical notes everywhere, he found that no matter how he struggled, it was to no avail, and a near desperation couldn't help but fill his eyes: "No!"
He howled hysterically, doing his utmost to resist. But that "Realm-Extinguishing Zen Palm" destroyed everything, aiming directly at one's natal life. As it descended, before the palm print even arrived, the palm wind had already battered his body into cracking.
"Stop!"
Seeing this scene, although not understanding what had happened or why the Heavenly Zen Buddha Emperor would suddenly resurrect, the situation was now critical. The Emperor Supreme Immortal of the Hua Family, Hua Wenchang, also finally couldn't hold back. Leaping up, his body descended. A giant palm struck from mid-air, a thousand streaks of Dao Qi gathering into Supreme Immortal laws and Emperor's majesty, rising to meet the "Realm-Extinguishing Zen Palm."
"Pop!"
The two great powers collided in mid-air. The body of the Heavenly Zen Buddha Emperor did not budge an inch, while that "Emperor Chang" Hua Wenchang was forced into continuous retreat.
"Evil demon!" Another Supreme Immortal old ancestor of the Hua Family struck out. With a wave of his palm, a vortex abruptly rose, and a holy river flowed above his head. Power gathered, and with a mid-air tremor, "Supreme Emperor Fist!"
"Namo the Paramount and Matchless!"
The Heavenly Zen Buddha Emperor let out another loud roar, shaking the heavenly kingdom. The holy river above the head of that other Supreme Immortal old ancestor of the Hua Family instantly exploded. Before his power could even be fully unleashed, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and retreated continuously.
Swish!
A streak of sword light pierced toward the back of the Heavenly Zen Buddha Emperor.
It was another thin and shriveled old antique of the Hua Family striking out, also an Emperor, a Supreme Immortal. His sword qi condensed into a streak of divine brilliance that flickered unpredictably. A strike meant to kill contextually, formless and shadowless.
"Namo the Boundless Measure!"
The Heavenly Zen Buddha Emperor turned his body around, nasal sounds exploding open like thunder. His large hand pinched the Vajra dharma seal, crushing down buzzing like a millstone.
Crack! That sword qi collapsed and was extinguished all at once.