As soon as the Massacre Emperor appeared, the entire scene fell silent.
Some of the dragonified people also recovered their normalcy one after another. Of course, Fang Han did not activate his strongest power, otherwise the Saints here would have thoroughly transformed into true dragons, becoming a part of the Eight Divisions Pagoda's origin energy. He had just simply utilized the power of dragonification to make everyone launch attacks against the Massacre Emperor.
The Massacre Emperor was an enforcer of the Heavenly Court, arguably one of the strongest enforcers. His majesty was no small matter, and his strength was extremely formidable. Fang Han had just tested him and realized that this person's magic power was not below Feather Emperor's.
Of course, with the current Feather Emperor using the Totem Can to slay the Barbarian Race and temper his body, it was unknown how staggeringly robust he had become.
"This person wields a King Grade Immortal Artifact, the Sabre of Massacre, and his own realm is at the peak of an Emperor, a supreme formidable figure of Lifespan Equivalent to the Heavens. If I do not summon the corpse of the Heavenly Zen Buddha Emperor, I cannot do anything to him. And even if I did summon the Buddha Emperor's corpse, I might only be evenly matched with him. Unless my own strength advances to the realm of an Utmost Immortal Emperor, could I securely suppress him."
Fang Han calculated in his heart.
Although his strength was formidable and his realm was high now, reaching the cultivation of a Peak Saint, compared to the many leading high echelons in the Heavenly Court, his realm was still somewhat lower. He must cultivate to the realm of an Utmost Immortal Emperor before he could defeat experts with Lifespan Equivalent to the Heavens.
Right now, he could at most only contend against them.
Especially experts like the "Massacre Emperor", whose cultivation had endured ages and was more formidable than Heartbroken Nangong. Having guarded the Heavenly Court for innumerable days and years, it was unknown how many methods he had honed. One only needed to look at that sabre strike from just now to know. This person absolutely could not be underestimated.
Naturally, Fang Han was definitely not timid. Ever since he refined the Eight Divisions Pagoda into a King Grade Immortal Artifact, he no longer feared anyone beneath the Heavenly Lord level.
Of course, this was one-on-one. When encountering any expert of Lifespan Equivalent to the Heavens, he had the chance to protect his life and could completely escape.
It could be said that he was currently very safe.
"Massacre Emperor, it was them who provoked me. Is it possible that our Yuhua Sect is only allowed to be beaten and not strike back?" Facing the Massacre Emperor, Fang Han smiled coldly.
"Junior! All I saw was you taking action and manipulating the Ghost Martial Sage Map to obliterate others. You have violated the rules of the Heavenly Court. I will strip you of your right to participate in this competition, and I will also take you to the Heavenly Court's Divine Prison to undergo interrogation. Come with me, be a good and well-behaved one." The Massacre Emperor stepped out of the void, ultimately landing in front of Fang Han. Looking at Nangong Shangxin and Fang Han, the expression on his face was very formal, conducting official business officially.
Uproar!
The crowd immediately broke into a flurry of discussion. The Heavenly Court's Divine Prison was not a good place. Generally, once ordinary people were arrested and thrown into it, they basically could never come out, dying after suffering millions of painful torments.
Now the Massacre Emperor actually wanted to arrest Fang Han and take him inside for interrogation, clearly intending to murder Fang Han.
"Massacre Emperor! You dare to act like this. This is merely a petty squabble between sects, which can completely be resolved by turning weapons into jade and silk. Trying to do this, are you looking to intensify the conflict?"
Nangong Shangxin said severely.
"Intensify the conflict?" The face of the Massacre Emperor holding the butcher's knife twitched slightly: "I am merely conducting official business officially. Wind Fate, are you coming with me to the Heavenly Court's Divine Prison or not? Otherwise, your Yuhua Sect will lose its qualification for this Heavenly Court Genius Battle. It all depends on whether you take the overall situation into consideration or not."
"Take the overall situation into consideration?" Fang Han laughed heartily.
"What are you laughing at?" The Massacre Emperor's voice grew increasingly cold.
"Massacre Emperor, I want to ask you, what is the overall situation? Is it more precious than one of this seat's fingers? This seat is the future Headmaster Supreme of the Yuhua Sect, possessing an esteemed status. You actually wish to murder me? I probably also know whose instructions you received. You shouldn't get overly involved in some matters; otherwise, you won't be able to bear the fury of a Heavenly Lord."
Fang Han calculated rapidly in his heart and roughly figured it out. This Massacre Emperor must have received some directives from the Ferocious Emperor and came to make things difficult for him.
The Ferocious Emperor suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of him and Feather Emperor, and was finally rescued by the Life Emperor. He definitely couldn't swallow this anger. With Fang Han coming to the Heavenly Court, the Ferocious Emperor would surely scheme in every possible way. With the Ferocious Emperor's status, plotting against him was as easy as turning over a hand. Casually finding an enforcer and sticking a huge label on him could make him afraid to resist and obediently bow his head to commands.
But how could Fang Han be one to bow his head to commands? He knew that Chaos Heavenly Lord was plotting behind the scenes. The Staff of Legends had appeared and routed Heavenly Lord Hua's divine intent. He also had a backer, and his backer was not inferior to the Ferocious Emperor. Why would he fear these insidious stratagems?
Therefore, he pointed it out directly, telling the Massacre Emperor not to get involved in some things, otherwise he wouldn't be able to bear the wrath of a Heavenly Lord.
The Heavenly Lord behind him naturally served as the tiger's skin of "Heavenly Lord Duobao".
"Presumptuous?" After hearing Fang Han's words, the Massacre Emperor's eyes flashed, and he flew into a towering rage: "Junior! You are too arrogant, aren't you. Today I tell you, you must go whether you want to or not. You must come with me to the Heavenly Court's Divine Prison to accept questioning."
"Massacre Emperor, Junior this, Junior that, it is not your place to govern." Fang Han flipped his palm, and a staff appeared in it. This staff was precisely the "Staff of Legends". Precious light sparkled translucently, and legendary verses flowed upon it. Although it was a Peerless Grade Immortal Artifact, it was infinitely close to the Half-King Grade. What was terrifying was that inside this staff, there seemed to be a colossal alternate dimension, continuously communicating with a certain world.
"Staff of Legends…" The Massacre Emperor's eyes shook. "It is merely a Peerless Grade Immortal Artifact, wait no… Inside that staff communicates with the Treasure Realm… And, it seems it doesn't possess the particular drawing force of the Treasure Realm. Could it be that this child is truly the successor of Heavenly Lord Duobao? Does the orthodox legacy of Heavenly Lord Duobao exist behind him?"
"Massacre Emperor, we cultivators using power to oppress others is not considered a real ability. As a Heavenly Court enforcer, you should understand this logic. How about this, let us exchange blows today. My cultivation is merely a Saint, and I do not know how far it falls from your realm of Lifespan Equivalent to the Heavens. But today I challenge you! If I lose, I will go with you to the Divine Prison to accept your questioning. Of course, if you lose, you kneel down, formally kowtow and admit your mistake to me!"
Fang Han abruptly radiated killing intent, revealing ferocious fangs.
These words shocked everyone present into a daze.
Who was the Massacre Emperor?
Holding a King Grade Immortal Artifact, a supreme formidable expert with Lifespan Equivalent to the Heavens, a half-step Heavenly Lord. In the Heavenly Court, he possessed extremely high authority. Although he couldn't compare to some of the old antiques among the Heavenly Court's Emperors, such as the Xi Emperor, Qi Emperor, Fate Emperor, Void Emperor… those Emperors who never showed themselves, his status was on par with the Headmasters Supreme of some grand sects and major worlds, equivalent to a leader of a supreme sect.
Now Fang Han, merely a petty Holy Son of the Yuhua Sect, just a genius participating in the Heavenly Court Genius Battle, actually dared to directly challenge the Massacre Emperor? What was more, he demanded that if the opponent lost, he must kneel down and admit his mistake!
What kind of arrogance was this?
An arrogance that could simply be described as deranged and totally berserk.
However, many people present, including some Emperors, were very apprehensive of the terrifying strike of the Eight Divisions Pagoda that Fang Han had just unleashed. Looking at the Staff of Legends in his hand, some people began to converse among themselves.
"This person named Wind Fate is incredibly arrogant, almost boundlessly so. Even if he is a peerless genius, he shouldn't dare to speak to an Emperor in such a way. What exactly is he relying on?"
"Didn't you hear him? Telling the Massacre Emperor not to participate in the struggles between Heavenly Lords, what does this mean? I heard that the Massacre Emperor indeed received some instructions from the Ferocious Emperor… and the Ferocious Emperor has always harbored greed toward the Yuhua Sect. Look at that Staff of Legends. Could it be that the backer of Wind Fate is Heavenly Lord Duobao?"
"In legends, Heavenly Lord Duobao disappeared ages ago. He couldn't be Wind Fate's backer."
"That is not necessarily true. Even if Heavenly Lord Duobao disappeared, the Staff of Legends is still here. That is a Sacred Grade Immortal Artifact comparable to a Heavenly Lord, not something an Emperor can contend against."
"It seems Wind Fate's arrogance is not without reason. If a Heavenly Lord stood behind me, I would definitely be even more arrogant than him."
"That's for sure. With the support of a Supreme Heavenly Lord, who would dare touch you? Without becoming a Heavenly Lord, everything is illusory."
"Then again, is this Wind Fate's strength truly this potent? Capable of defeating an expert of Lifespan Equivalent to the Heavens wielding a King Grade Immortal Artifact with just the realm of a Saint?" An Emperor said cautiously.
"Who knows? This child is unfathomable. Logically speaking, the gap in realm is too vast to ever be bridged, but there are actually such precedents in history."
"Are you talking about the former Muye Huang? At the realm of a Saint, he nonetheless defeated an ancient Emperor of Lifespan Equivalent to the Heavens. The power of that ancient Emperor was much more formidable than the current Massacre Emperor. Yet he was still defeated."
"Who was Muye Huang? The last Heavenly Lord, possessing the posture of a Heavenly Lord. With grand perseverance, he achieved the karmic status of a Sovereign of the Heavens. Do you think this Wind Fate has the aptitude once possessed by the War King Heavenly Lord? Impossible, right."
"Let us see. Let us just see how his battle with the Massacre Emperor goes. Since words have reached this point, the Massacre Emperor has no choice but to accept."
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More and more strong experts from various sects watching as bystanders gathered, all fixing their gazes on the sharp confrontation between Fang Han and the Massacre Emperor. Meanwhile, Heartbroken Nangong took a few steps back slowly, keeping his hands clasped behind his back, watching the scene before him with a smile.
Through this period of contact, Nangong Shangxin also understood that this person Fang Han possessed ruthless methods, lacked any taboos, could invariably turn perils into safety, employed tyrannical methods, and had an exceptionally solid backing.
"Battle with me? Have me kneel down!" Hearing Fang Han's words, the Massacre Emperor almost fumed with smoke coming from his seven orifices. But then, as his thought stirred, his whole being completely calmed down. He looked at the Staff of Legends in Fang Han's hand, then stared at Fang Han's fearless face, and suddenly spoke: "Junior, you are very arrogant. I have never seen anyone as arrogant as you. However, the current you simply doesn't have the qualification to battle with me. Battling with you, even if I slay you, it would still represent my disgrace. Yet, I will absolutely not pardon you. How about this, I will give you a chance. You must take three cuts of my sabre. If you don't die within three cuts, I can spare your life and wait to kill you when you advance to an Emperor in the future. If you cannot block these three cuts, today you and all the Holy Sons of your Yuhua Sect must die."