"So formidable, truly worthy of a powerhouse of the realm of Heaven and Earth Co-existence."
Fang Han saw Emperor Yu execute four sword strikes in succession, severing karma, fate, and mortal desires, forging immortality, and he praised inwardly; this person was already close to entering the realm of detachment from karma.
A supreme Heavenly Monarch was detached from karma, fate, karmic retribution, and heaven and earth.
The "Sword of the Sanctuary", now having absorbed the treasure aura of the "Treasure World", was not bound by the Treasure World. This clearly showed that Emperor Yu had deduced a wondrous method with the help of the power of Creation.
"Sanctuary, how do you feel?"
Standing with the sword, Emperor Yu tossed the sword into the air, letting it hover.
"Very good. That treasure aura from the Treasure World has immense benefits for my sword body. If I continue to absorb it like this year after year, I will definitely have the chance to reach the pinnacle of King-grade Immortal Artifacts, surpassing the Spear of Judgment." The twelve-winged woman, the spirit of the Sword of the Sanctuary, said.
"Currently, the number one King-grade Immortal Artifact in the Heavenly Realm is the Spear of Judgment, which has already infinitely approached a Saint-grade Immortal Artifact. Even Heavenly Monarchs cannot destroy it. Its power is approximately several times yours, and it also surpasses me." Emperor Yu said: "Now, using Fang Han's power of Creation, we can sever the attraction of the Treasure World and absorb its treasure aura. This can be considered stealing, so we cannot absorb it on a large scale. Otherwise, it will attract the attention of the powerhouses in the Treasure World, and at that time, we will lose more than we gain."
"Exactly." Fang Han also understood at this time that absorbing treasure aura from the Treasure World was possible because one would normally be drawn by the Treasure World and ascend in the future.
However, obtaining the treasure aura of the Treasure World now and using a secret technique to sever the attraction of the Treasure World was equivalent to stealing. If the powerful existences of the Treasure World found out, the disaster would not be small.
But then again, the effect of this treasure aura was simply too great. Even knowing it would bring huge trouble, it still made people want to steal.
"Fang Han, you still have a connection with the Treasure World now. I will use the Dao technique I just comprehended to sever these connections for you. But if you continue to absorb the treasure aura of the Treasure World in the future, that connection will be continuously generated again. You will have to rely on yourself to sever it."
As Emperor Yu spoke, he grabbed the "Sword of the Sanctuary" once more and suddenly swung out four sword strikes.
Fang Han immediately felt much lighter.
"This set of sword techniques I comprehended has a total of four moves. It is actually an ultimate art of the ancient Sanctuary, an incomplete technique from the Scripture of Faith. Combined with the Divine Fist of Creation to draw upon the power of Creation, it can sever the connection with the Treasure World. I will now impart it to you. You should practice it often, and in the future, you can sever the faith of the Treasure World, attaining true great freedom."
As he spoke, a profound ultimate art reached Fang Han's mind.
"Scripture of Faith…"
His mind stirred, and he immediately began to digest and comprehend this scripture. He discovered that this passage of scripture contained the profoundness of severing faith. It was one of the supreme secret scriptures of antiquity, unexpectedly not inferior to the Divine Fist of Creation, and complemented it perfectly. It was clearly the ultimate art of an Immortal King.
For this "Emperor Yu" to have actually obtained an Immortal King's ultimate art slightly surprised even Fang Han. No wonder this person could cultivate to the realm of Heaven and Earth Co-existence.
This ultimate art was fragmentary, with only four moves, severing everything.
It was profound, obscure, and difficult to comprehend.
Fortunately, Fang Han had exceedingly strong comprehension ability and cultivation. He directly deduced this cultivation technique to its limit, calculated it in his heart, jumped up, and urged his own Epic of Sword Dao Civilization. Swish, swish, swish, swish, four sword strikes—he executed these four sword moves just like Emperor Yu.
Emperor Yu and that twelve-winged woman watched with secret astonishment. They did not expect Fang Han to comprehend this ultimate art so quickly. This was the essence of the secret canon of the ancient Sanctuary. Emperor Yu had cultivated bitterly for many years before succeeding.
"Good! Fang Han, now that you have severed the connection with the Treasure World and absorbed the treasure aura, you can boldly and confidently advance in the future. Don't you need a Saint-grade spirit vein? Look!"
While speaking, Emperor Yu held the sword and cleaved down through the air. The space immediately split open, revealing a resplendent starry sky. In the depths of the starry sky, an unparalleled spirit vein existed.
This spirit vein was boundlessly gigantic and vast. At this moment, Fang Han felt like a mayfly standing by the sea; there was simply no way to describe the boundlessness of this spirit vein.
In that starry sky, sacred auras surged over wave after wave like a tide.
"This is a Saint-grade spirit vein of our Yuhua Sect, and also the only one. It was moved from the boundless firmament beyond the heavens by Heavenly Monarch Hua back then using supreme divine abilities, establishing a astral realm to seal it. This Saint-grade spirit vein can nurture countless Saints and Supreme Immortals for the Yuhua Sect. With it, our Yuhua Sect can remain eternally prosperous; without it, our Yuhua Sect declines. So, dealing with it must be very cautious. Originally, I wanted to test you, to make sure you had enough loyalty to our Yuhua Sect before finally letting you cultivate. But now, since you are the sect master of the Yuhua Sect of the lower realm, you have the qualifications to absorb the spirit vein and become a Saint."
Emperor Yu pointed to the depths and said.
Fang Han took a breath, and the vitality of the Saint-grade spirit vein from the void rolled over, turning into sacred lines of poetry that merged into his body. Immediately, the body of laws that had absorbed the essence blood of three Great Saints began to show thousands of black holes, turning into a river of crystals.
He was going to absorb enough vitality of the Saint-grade spirit vein, then ignite it in one fell swoop, trigger the Saint Tribulation from the air, break through in one go, and advance to become a true Saint.
As long as he advanced to a Saint, his lifespan would greatly increase, and it would be more convenient to urge the Heavenly Zen Buddha Emperor.
"To think that our Yuhua Sect has actually produced such a peerless divine genius, it is truly a great fortune." Emperor Yu looked at Fang Han's endlessly pulsating river of crystalline divine kingdoms and sighed repeatedly.
"He will probably need a while to devour the vitality of the Saint-grade spirit vein. But I have a premonition that when he advances to the realm of a Saint, the Saint Tribulation will be immensely terrifying." The artifact spirit of the Sword of the Sanctuary, the twelve-winged woman, said.
"That is nothing much. It couldn't possibly be more terrifying than the Heaven and Earth Co-existence great tribulation I went through. This is the land of the Sanctuary I forged, the source of faith; tribulations can be easily dissolved." Emperor Yu said carelessly.
"Let's see how he transforms."
…
Just as Fang Han was absorbing the Saint-grade spirit vein and accumulating vitality, in the highest heavens, infinite heavenly palaces stretched for an unknown number of hundreds of millions of trillions of miles. Standing on the heavenly palaces and looking down at the earth below, one could see the entire land of the Heavenly Realm divided into grand provinces, a full one hundred thousand grand provinces, occupying the most fertile land and the center of the Heavenly Realm where spirit veins were most abundant.
However, relative to the entire Heavenly Realm, the one hundred thousand grand provinces were equivalent to a drop in the ocean, not worth mentioning.
Outside the one hundred thousand grand provinces were endless oceans, primeval forests, barbaric lands, deserts, abandoned ancient cities, and alien worlds… In these regions, rolling black energy was everywhere, permeating with a savage aura.
Within the Heavenly Court's one hundred thousand grand provinces was the paradise of cultivators. Outside the one hundred thousand grand provinces was the paradise of barbarians, alien creatures, and some demonic cultivators, heavenly demons, fierce beasts, and divine beasts.
The Heavenly Court! It was like a gargantuan existence, guarding the cultivators of the Heavenly Realm's hundred thousand grand provinces who were as numerous as the sands of the Ganges, deterring the outside barbarians, demons, and alien creatures from invading.
The Heavenly Court! Hovering high in the sky, it was constructed of one heavenly palace after another, stretching eternally to the end of the void and the last moment of time.
At this very moment, in a heavenly palace in the southeast of the Heavenly Court, in front of a magnificent and glorious mansion, there was an archway with three large characters written on it: "Ning Emperor Mansion".
In the depths of the "Ning Emperor Mansion", on a ferocious throne, sat this Emperor. This Emperor had a cold face and an imposing appearance, but he gave off a feeling of being extremely sinister, ruthless, evil, and cunning all in one. He was no longer humans, but the incarnation of sinister.
This was the "Ning Emperor", who made many Supreme Emperors tremble at the news of him.
"Hua Wen Chang, you came to see me today, is it to plead for mercy regarding the Yuhua Sect disciple killing my son Zhao Fenghua."
Ning Emperor was silent at first, then suddenly opened his mouth, and a ferocious aura permeated the surroundings, making an old antique sitting in front of him shudder.
"Hua Wen Chang, although this matter happened during the Blood Ordeal, and according to the rules of the Heavenly Court, I cannot seek revenge, everyone knows that I, Emperor Ning, never care about any rules. Because in the Heavenly Court, I am the rules. There is no negotiating this matter. Unless you hand over the disciple who killed Zhao Fenghua, and additionally bring thirty-six female disciples of your Yuhua Sect who possess special divine physiques, send them to my place, and let this Emperor pluck them to death right in front of your headmaster Emperor Yu; only then can this grudge be resolved, and I will not look for trouble with the Yuhua Sect disciples in the future."
As Ning Emperor spoke, he was blatantly devoid of humanity. The request he made was actually to pluck the female disciples of the sect to death right in front of the Yuhua Sect's headmaster!
This was already perversion, a twisted mind that had reached a limit to be capable of such a thing.
"This… female disciples with special divine physiques, thirty-six of them… Our Yuhua Sect only has that female disciple with jade bones and ice flesh, Xu Muyun, and a few with bodies of ultimate softness, soft bones and congealed fat…" Hua Wen Chang looked troubled as he named over a dozen female disciples with divine physiques: "These female disciples can all be offered to you, Emperor Ning. But to pluck them right in front of Emperor Yu, I'm afraid that is somewhat difficult. After all, this is not a glorious matter, and it will have a huge impact on the reputation of my Yuhua Sect."
"Is that so? The reputation of the Yuhua Sect?"
Ning Emperor smiled, but the smile was extremely evil, making one shudder: "If even the Dao legacy of the Yuhua Sect is gone, what use is reputation? Heavenly Monarch Hua has disappeared, perished, and fallen. In this Heavenly Realm, many people do not mind letting the Yuhua Sect disappear."
"Emperor Ning, this matter is truly difficult. You also know that Emperor Yu is a powerhouse of the realm of Heaven and Earth Co-existence. If he gets enraged, apart from a Heavenly Monarch, I'm afraid…" Hua Wen Chang's face was very ugly.
"Heaven and Earth Co-existence? Are you saying that I have not cultivated to the realm of Heaven and Earth Co-existence, and so you are using him to suppress me?" Ning Emperor suddenly changed his tone.
"No, no, no…" Hua Wen Chang hastily said: "I did not mean that, please do not condemn me. Where would I have the courage to suppress Emperor Ning."
"Is that so? I believe you don't have this courage either." Ning Emperor licked his lips, his scarlet tongue emitting a bloody aura: "How about this, it's fine if he doesn't come to watch. Just have him lend the King-grade Immortal Artifact, the Sword of the Sanctuary, to me to play with for a couple of days. The artifact spirit of the Sword of the Sanctuary is also a superb woman…"