As the Barbarian Clan's immense army bore down on the border and besieged the Heavenly Court, Fang Han naturally would not let go of such a good opportunity.
Currently, the entire Barbarian Clan was his mountain of gold and silver, an inexhaustible and unending treasure vault. As long as he killed the Barbarian Clan, the Totem Jar could absorb them, producing more barbarian god laws, increasing his own power, while simultaneously making the Totem Jar more and more formidable. It could further temper his own body, spawning wave after wave of crystal divine kingdoms.
At the same time, the Wings of Freedom, the Eight Divisions Pagoda, and the Staff of Legend—the three King Grade Immortal Artifacts—could also progressively improve, reaching a stage where they could stand shoulder to shoulder with some ancient King Grade Immortal Artifacts.
Woo boo woo boo…
With this move from Fang Han, the momentum was fierce, surpassing many Emperors. Compared to him, the power of the Sword Emperor's sword world was simply like a lesser wizard seeing a greater wizard.
However, his immense momentum was submerged within the rolling combined armies of the Barbarian Clan and otherworldly realms.
The armies coming to attack the Heavenly Court this time were simply too numerous; Fang Han had never seen so many armies. It was just like what was recorded in ancient Dao scriptures: after a vast chiliocosm was shattered into fine dust, there was another vast chiliocosm in every speck of dust, and the number of dust specks after that was shattered once again.
Therefore, no matter what Dao arts Fang Han executed, they would immediately be submerged and unable to stand out. Unless one was a Heavenly Monarch, they could not sweep out a large empty space amidst the combined armies.
Screams echoed continuously. The Totem Jar's strike was extraordinary. In the lead, seven or eight figures acting as Barbarian Clan army masters, experts equivalent to the Saint level, along with the heavily numbered billions of troops they commanded, were all swept into the depths of the jar.
The inside of the jar boiled as if a pot was rolling.
Fang Han swept his divine sense and saw some massive formations slowly activating inside the Totem Jar. Because of time acceleration, during the thousands of years he cultivated in the war fortress with the Spear of Vengeance, he had properly comprehended the Totem Jar once again, absorbing vast amounts of treasure energy from the Treasure Realm to temper it.
After thousands of years, Fang Han had thoroughly comprehended some of the wondrous aspects of the Totem Jar one by one, even intimately understanding the things that Emperor Yu had previously failed to fully grasp. This time, absorbing the Barbarian Clan was easily done, and no Barbarian had the ability to resist.
In the blink of an eye, seventeen or eighteen more Barbarian Clan Saint army masters were sucked into the Totem Jar. Unexpectedly, abnormal changes began to occur, and the essence energy inside boiled like volcanic magma.
Those refined Barbarian Saints turned one by one into thick liquid juice, their essence energy undergoing refinement. In the deepest part of the Totem Jar, the Totem Gate composed of nine totem stone pillars vaguely seemed to manifest.
Fang Han now already knew that for this Totem Jar to transform into a true Saint Grade Immortal Artifact, the core Totem Gate within it had to be thoroughly condensed. However, this could only be accomplished when Fang Han cultivated into a supreme Heavenly Monarch.
"Kid Feng Yuan, be careful. The experts among the Barbarian Clan have already locked onto you…" The voice of the Spear of Vengeance drifted over, illusory and ethereal, his whereabouts unknown.
Fang Han's expression moved, and he immediately noticed that in the depths of another alternate dimension, the Spear of Vengeance appeared weirdly and crushed an Emperor level expert of the otherworldly realms with one palm.
It was an ordinary Emperor, of course.
But even an ordinary Emperor was still a remarkable figure of the Supreme Immortal level.
An Emperor used for a blood sacrifice could almost forge an initial King Grade Immortal Artifact. Although, of course, not a treasure as fiercely completely unreasonable as the Eight Divisions Pagoda.
Simultaneously with the warning from the Spear of Vengeance, a massive force suddenly struck from behind Fang Han. A High Priest wearing a blood-colored cape and holding a scepter faintly emerged. Sweeping with a large hand, blood light immediately cracked and surged like a tide, actually neutralizing the power of the Totem Jar and crashing toward Fang Han.
The blood light bursting out from that blood-colored cape splashed in all directions, creating an identical kind of power to that of the Totem Jar.
"One of the seven sacred artifacts of the Barbarian Clan, the Blood-Stained Garment!"
Fang Han's heart stirred, and he immediately knew what kind of magical treasure this was. The seven sacred artifacts of the Barbarian Clan could each rival a Saint Grade Immortal Artifact equivalent to a Heavenly Monarch. Although they had lost their efficacy, their power was still much greater than ordinary King Grade Immortal Artifacts. Only the seven sacred artifacts of the exact same level could match the Totem Jar and clash against it.
"Kid, hand over the Totem Jar, the sacred artifact of my Barbarian Clan, and I will spare your life. Otherwise, you will immediately be turned into ashes." That High Priest Black Wood, wearing the Blood-Stained Garment cape, emanated a gloomy will. At a random thought, the figures of many Barbarian Clan Grand Monarch Emperors appeared behind him, seeming to set up some formation to execute a sure-kill strike against Fang Han.
"This person is High Priest Black Wood, wearing the Blood-Stained Garment. He is one of the highest priests below the Heavenly Monarchs in the Barbarian Clan. He once fought against Emperor Yu, and he also used the Blood-Stained Garment to battle the Totem Jar… The strength of this person's main body is comparable to a Heavenly Court Ancient Emperor." In an instant, Fang Han calculated exactly who the High Priest before his eyes was; his cultivation had reached a level close to that of a Heavenly Monarch.
"This High Priest Black Wood is extremely dangerous. After being forced back by Emperor Yu, he went back to train bitterly and received guidance from a Barbarian Clan Heavenly Monarch. He definitely possesses a method to restrain the Totem Jar. But that's fine. If I kill him and seize the Blood-Stained Garment, I will hold two sacred artifacts of the Barbarian Clan in my hands, and my power will increase even more!"
Calculations had already formed in Fang Han's mind. Seeing numerous Barbarian Emperors and Supreme Immortals surrounding High Priest Black Wood to resist the Totem Jar, his body suddenly shifted rapidly. The Totem Jar shrank into a speck of dust in an instant and was taken back into his body. Subsequently, tens of thousands of giant dragons rose from his back, turning into a Kingdom of Dragons. Yet another Dragon Realm slowly birthed. In the blink of an eye, he switched magical treasures and brought out the Eight Divisions Pagoda.
Over the thousands of years, having been tempered by Heaven Vein essence energy and his own Emperor Supreme Immortal laws, the Eight Divisions Pagoda had doubled in sturdiness, power, exquisiteness, and imposing aura compared to when he fought Jun Cangsheng. The moment it was deployed, Fang Han charged into the enemy formation like a whirlwind.
Rumble!
A Barbarian Emperor was directly shattered. Fang Han utilized the Dao of Heaven Stealing and the exquisiteness of the King Grade Immortal Artifact Wings of Freedom, achieving an extremely fast speed. Carrying the divine might of the Eight Divisions Pagoda, every strike he made could almost slay a Supreme Immortal.
As this Emperor was killed, all his essence energy was sucked away to add even more ferocious power to the Eight Divisions Pagoda.
"Blood-Stained Garment, break for me!" Fang Han stepped out forward. Amidst his loud roar, space fractured piece by piece, and the void turned into nothingness once more. Many Emperors bled from all seven orifices from his roar, while Saints had their bodies directly blasted apart.
The power of the Blood-Stained Garment was violently torn apart by him as he attacked the main body of High Priest Black Wood.
"This is…"
Although High Priest Black Wood was comparable to an Ancient Emperor, he did not expect Fang Han to be this formidable, deploying the Eight Divisions Pagoda, becoming one with his whole body, his magic power surging like the tides of heaven and earth.
He fiercely waved the scepter in his hand. The Blood-Stained Garment wrapped around his body fluttered loudly, and intense blood light spread out, condensing into a celestial canopy. Blood-colored threads plunged firmly into the void like the blood vessels of heaven and earth. He pointed a finger: "The blood of the Barbarian Clan dyes the sacred garment. The descendants are immortal, and my body exists eternally. Any offender shall be reduced to ashes."
With the point of a finger, the intense blood light howled like ghosts and wailed like deities, turning into a thick rolling river of blood. Within that river of blood, countless Blood Saints and blood-colored demonic gods roared while rising and falling. Between a single finger, the mysteries of heaven and earth's blood were completely exhausted.
However, Fang Han let out a loud roar. His body stood erect, imperishable and indestructible, as he directly charged into the surging river of blood. His entire body was rampant, dragon energy rising in vapors. Countless blood-colored rivers were spewed out by a single breath of his essence energy, all transforming into blood dragons.
He actually charged directly to High Priest Black Wood's side to engage in close-quarters combat.
"A hero unmatched in the world!" Charging into the river of blood, he directly unleashed his martial arts. Lifting his hands and feet, a single punch tore apart all formations. Kicking out a foot, the true energy at his soles condensed into blade gleams that turned into long rivers.
Sacred poems and runes of praise cascaded around him, elevating him to seem like the single holy existence, the one true god throughout eternity.
"Pop!"
A punch struck the body of High Priest Black Wood. This High Priest immediately spewed out wild mouthfuls of fresh blood, dyeing the void red.
"Blood-Stained Garment, peel off for me."
Fang Han grabbed with a large hand, his five fingers pinching the blood light erupting from the Blood-Stained Garment. He actually intended to forcefully peel this sacred garment alive directly from the body of High Priest Black Wood.
"Kill!"
"Kill him!"
A full ten Emperors attacked simultaneously. All of them were experts of the Barbarian Clan, and among them also included an otherworldly expert Emperor. The ten of them joined forces, unleashing all their magical treasures, bombarding towards Fang Han.
Fang Han fiercely turned around and grabbed with a large hand. Beside him appeared a portal, the "Gate of All Wonders." This portal absorbed almost all the attacks, making the bombarding power of the grand immortal arts and magical treasures of the numerous Emperors vanish like clay oxen entering the sea.
"Gate of Punishing Immortals!"
As the Gate of All Wonders absorbed all the attacks, Fang Han pushed his hand flat out once again. The Gate of Punishing Immortals condensed into shape and was blasted out, directly enveloping heaven and earth, punishing immortals, suppressing all the Emperors!
"Ah!"
The Emperor who was closest had the power of the Gate of Punishing Immortals pressing down right on top of his head. He immediately exploded; his soul struggled within for three breaths of time, then let out a tragic scream and was thoroughly eradicated. Fang Han's current power was no longer something that ordinary Emperors could imagine.
"Bang, bang, bang…" Bang…
That Gate of Punishing Immortals continually crushed forward. Five Emperors in succession were directly crushed into exploding. They blew up on the spot, not even a corpse remaining, and all their laws were poured into the Eight Divisions Pagoda. The Eight Divisions Pagoda grew ever more dazzling and brilliant. Suddenly, the eight individual treasures within it exploded and surprisingly transformed into eight Great Desolate Divine Dragons!
The Great Desolate Divine Dragons, according to legends, were protector dragons among the Dragon Clan, second only to the Primordial Ancestral Dragon. Every dragon born possessed nine claws and followed the Primordial Ancestral Dragon in creating the world, destroying the world, and refining the world.
The eight treasures of the Eight Divisions Pagoda instantly transformed into Great Desolate Divine Dragons, yet carried the aura of their original bodies. The Great Desolate Divine Dragon transformed from the Heavenly Destiny Sphere was full of clouds and mist all over its body, surrounded by runes similar to destiny, its true face unclear. Meanwhile, the Great Desolate Divine Dragon transformed from the Heaven Splitting Halberd was fiercely murderous, completely golden yellow all over, looking exactly like a god of war…