At this time, Fang Han was truly unscrupulous, without any misgivings whatsoever. Whoever had provoked him in the past, he was going to kill them now. The enmity of the Spear of Judgment would be truly avenged today.
The aura completely enveloped the three people. Whether it was Emperor Feng, the Spear of Judgment, or Emperor Xi, they all almost felt a sensation of being unable to move.
The three turned pale with fright, almost unable to control themselves, their entire bodies desperately urging up their methods to resist.
"True body merging as one! Spear of Judgment! The final judgment, the descent of the end of days."
The Spear of Judgment let out a loud roar, mobilizing all of his essence energy. His true body, planted in the Connate Five Elements Grand Ultimate True Fire, violently moved, soaring straight into the sky, flying up and merging into one with himself. Instantly, an invincible aura emanated from his body. With a grab of his large hand, streaks of cracks appeared in the sky, and behind him, a world of judgment manifested, displaying blood and fire within it.
The Spear of Judgment, man and spear merged as one, his magical power soaring steadily step by step.
"Emperor Xi's Great Sun, union of man and Yang! The fierce sun of the Heavenly Realm serves as my primordial spirit!" At this exact moment, Emperor Xi also unrolled the method at the bottom of his trunk, roaring continuously. Immediately, a patch of void manifested above his head, and within the void, the Heavenly Realm's great sun could be seen ruthlessly hanging high in the sky. On that great sun, a human face exactly the same as Emperor Xi's actually appeared, becoming an avatar of Emperor Xi.
This was an ancient secret art, using the sun as one's natal primordial spirit. Through breathing and expelling, ultimately placing one's will upon the fierce sun. Every single movement possessed the ability of that fierce sun illuminating universally, showering grace upon all directions and the Nine Provinces.
"Kill!"
Killing intent appeared on Emperor Feng's face. Suddenly, a black longsword appeared in his hand, bearing the two characters "Fengdu" upon it.
In the rumors, the ancient "Fengdu" was a peerless ghost realm, and also synonymous with the "Ghost Realm." The "Ghost Realm" was also an alternate realm equally famous as the "Dharma World," "Pill World," "Treasure World," and "Book World," existing within an alternate dimensional space of the Heavenly Realm. In the rumors, the power of the Lord of the Ghost Realm was almost at the peak of a Heavenly Lord, reaching the realm of a half-step Immortal King. It had survived many epoch civilizations, and thus the legends of ghosts existed in many epoch civilizations.
This "Fengdu" sword evidently originated from the Ghost Realm. The peak of King-grade immortal artifacts, formidable without unparalleled equal. With a casual vibration, thousands upon tens of thousands of Nine Heavens ghost qi swept across the sword. As the sword qi surged violently, a ghost city appeared, the Fengdu Ghost City! Carrying boundless ghost qi, it rumbled as it oppressed toward Fang Han.
The three great experts simultaneously launched an attack toward Fang Han.
The Spear of Judgment's body was straight, shooting over to pierce through the firmament.
Emperor Xi communicated with the Heavenly Realm's fierce sun, slapping out with his large hand, expanding continuously, rumbling as it covered and pressed down, carrying the peerless majesty of burning mountains, boiling seas, and trampling through the heavenly palaces.
Emperor Feng's "Sword of Fengdu" manifested the capital city of the ancient Ghost Realm, the Fengdu Ghost City, rumbling as it oppressed down. The three joined forces to unleash a posture of absolute certain death against Fang Han.
"Good timing, seeking your own ruin."
A look of everything being fully under control surfaced on Fang Han's face. His aura suddenly flowed, and his entire person leapt up, gliding through the void, directly arriving beside "Emperor Feng." Facing the oppression of the "Fengdu Ghost City," his hands turned into a heaven and earth grand millstone, like the jade seal of a supreme Emperor, crashing over.
Rumble!
The Fengdu Ghost City was instantly smashed to pieces.
Traces of cracking appeared on that peak King-grade immortal artifact "Sword of Fengdu," and those traces continued to permeate into the sword body. The artifact spirit inside was a great ghost, sitting squarely within it as the ghost ancestor, letting out a miserable shriek.
"Not good!"
Emperor Feng spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood and hastily retreated.
However, Fang Han's millstone-like fist print continuously swallowed and expelled heaven and earth, striking over. Terrifying black holes were generated one after another, and within those black holes, the creation and destruction of the heavens and myriad worlds were deduced. The fists and feet had almost reached the realm of creating the void, completely covering the entire universe.
This punch completely blocked all paths of Emperor Feng's retreat.
Smack!
Amidst Emperor Feng's desperate gaze, that punch solidly struck his body. Instantly, with a momentum like thousands upon hundreds of immemorial divine mountains crashing together, the Sword of Fengdu completely turned to dust and smoke.
And Emperor Feng's entire body was torn apart, shattering into chunks of flesh and blood, wriggling in the air, bobbing up and down, struggling to run outward.
Fang Han's five fingers made a light grab in the void. Immediately, all of that escaping flesh and blood was pulled by a force, flying into the center of his palm, condensing once again into a seven-inch tall little person.
"Fang Han, you dare to kill me, I am the son of the Calamity Heavenly Lord, I am also the disciple of the Lord of the Ghost Realm! If you dare to kill me, no one can save you!" That seven-inch little person of Emperor Feng let out a curse.
"One killed!"
Fang Han completely ignored Emperor Feng's curse. His palm closed inwards, pinching into a fist. That seven-inch little person abruptly exploded, scattering into streaks of essence energy that were instantly absorbed by Fang Han.
"Classic of the Ghost Dao?"
In the blink of an eye, Fang Han killed this Emperor Feng, absorbing all of his skill power, restrictions, and memories. From his body, he obtained a secret classic, recording all sorts of secret methods of the legendary Ghost Realm completely.
Many of the ghost realm methods within it were extremely refreshing and novel to behold.
Fang Han drove it into the Book of the Epoch, and that chapter of the "Civilization of Ghosts" condensed into form, enriching the Book of the Epoch once again.
Yet another son of the Calamity Heavenly Lord, Emperor Feng, perished!
Fang Han killed sons of Heavenly Lords without even blinking an eye.
"Damn it!" The Spear of Judgment saw this scene, raging fire burning in his heart. Pointing the spear body, streaks erupted like dragons and snakes, fighting for dominance over the earth, beacon smoke billowing in waves. Urging the final judgment with the power of judgment, he tried to ultimately kill Fang Han.
Fang Han's body spun, his five fingers opened, and the entire world was completely within his grasp. The power of judgment completely melted away. In front of his palm, a tens of thousands of zhang divine river appeared, flowing with destiny, the river water shimmering with clear waves, within which the futures of hundreds of millions of all sorts of people were reflected.
Emperor Xi's attack, the Heavenly Realm's great sun, completely fell into the long river, sinking downward into ruin. The setting sun of dusk descended below the horizon, turning pitch black.
"Even an eternal great sun must fall into the long river, the sun setting into the long river. Your life, Emperor Xi, must also melt away within destiny."
Rumble!
Fang Han's cultivation at this moment was thoroughly and completely flawless; all methods could not break him, and all sorts of things could not be placed upon his body. With merely a simple grab, he completely cracked the offensive of the Spear of Judgment and Emperor Xi.
The Spear of Judgment and Emperor Xi were greatly startled, retreating one after another.
Emperor Xi's entire person transformed into a ball of fierce sun, while the Spear of Judgment wholly revealed a ferocious glare. Aiming at that fire cave of the Connate Five Elements Grand Ultimate True Fire, he suddenly spewed out a mouthful of essence energy. Instantly, flames shot tens of thousands of zhang high, spewing out, and the void was burned into melting. The entire cultivation area in the depths of the Ninefold Divine Hall utterly became a sea of fire.
"Fang Han, you think you can do anything to us. I will let you taste the formidable power of the ancient Good Fortune Immortal King's pill furnace fire cave!" The voice of the Spear of Judgment permeated out, and within the flames, his form completely disappeared.
"Flames extinguish, myriad methods shatter, Heavenly Stars and Earthly Spirits, suppress!"
Fang Han remained completely unmoving within the raging flames. Those flames burned onto his body, only to be wholly absorbed inside by him, unable to cause any harm to him whatsoever.
He raised his palm and pressed lightly towards the ground, rumble! Countless flames vanished into thin air like smoke, all falling into that fire cave.
The flames within the fire cave roiled and surged, forming many flame demon gods, fire Emperors, and fire immortals. It was practically an army formed of fire Emperors, about to charge out from the fire cave.
With a sweep of his gaze, many runes shot out from Fang Han's eyes, directly sealing this fire cave. Simultaneously, raising his left hand, his five fingers hooked like claws, grabbing the void.
Wuwuwu!
That fire cave immediately let out an explosion, flying up out of thin air, forming a crystal ball that flew into the center of Fang Han's palm. This crystal ball was the essence of fire.
The Connate Five Elements Fire God Orb!
Fang Han nodded. This extremely formidable fire orb circulated for a moment in his palm, and merged into his body, entering the civilization of fire in the Book of the Epoch.
Subsequently, his eyes swept fiercely. Layers of spacetime tunnels and streaks of mazes were generated. The bodies of the Spear of Judgment and Emperor Xi were all obstructed, losing their various variations.
"You! You you you you you…" The Spear of Judgment's eyes widened round: "You actually collected this fire cave. This is one of the fire caves where the Good Fortune Immortal King refined pills, capable of burning Heavenly Lords. Just what realm has your strength become tyrannical enough to reach?"
"Spear of Judgment, do not say any more to him, let us go. This person has fully grown, and we are absolutely not his matches. Only a true Heavenly Lord can kill him. He even dares to come kill us right within the Heavenly Court now, and possesses this strength. With the slightest misstep, we will be in imminent danger."
Emperor Xi roared loudly: "The sky has ten suns, my fate is Fuxi!"
Rumble!
In the sky, ten rounds of fierce suns appeared, rotating around an ancient Bagua pattern, deducing the eternal Great Dao. Emperor Xi's body transformed into the most primeval absolute beginning qi, weaving onto the Bagua pattern, striking out the essence of his lifelong comprehension!
He attempted to obstruct Fang Han.
"A mantis trying to stop a chariot, overestimating your own capabilities."
Eight words spat out from Fang Han's mouth. His body was tall and large, and on his back lay the true form of mountains and peaks, with histories of myriad civilizations bobbing up and down within it, and the ancient auras of every epoch manifesting.
"Buzz…" He reached out his palm, his arm crystal clear. Time condensed within the crystal divine country, my body is eternal. The massive palm directly burst the sky open, grabbing toward that ancient Bagua pattern and the ten rounds of fierce suns.
Break break break break break… With consecutive explosion sounds, the ten rounds of fierce suns all shattered to pieces. The ancient Bagua pattern, along with the absolute beginning qi, were completely grabbed down by Fang Han with a single move.
Emperor Xi once again manifested his form, his face pale, continuously spewing out several mouthfuls of golden-yellow blood resembling flames, within which golden light was mottled like the light dust of a fierce sun.
He suffered severe injuries.
"Allow yourself to be tied up without putting up a fight!" Fang Han's palm slapped over, displacing mountains and overturning seas. Executing the final move of the Nine Changes of Freedom, he instantly captured Emperor Xi's entire person in his hand.
Emperor Xi was an old man, and now after being beaten by Fang Han, his clothes were tattered and his entire body bathed in blood. He was held hunched over in his hand, like holding an old dog.