While Fang Han sacrificed the entire Crimson Plane, killed the "Lord of the Fire Realm" and the other three Heavenly Lords who turned against him, and further slew the clone of the "Lord of the Law Realm," rescuing Emperor Feather and assisting his cultivation to reach the supreme Heavenly Lord realm, the trio of "Ying Xiantian," "Meng Shaobai," and "Su Xiuyi" who had delved deep into the Ancient Sanctuary also obtained immense benefits.
Among these three, Ying Xiantian could faintly be seen to have already merged as one with a massive corpse. Fully clad in milky-white battle robes and armor, streams of sacred poems flowed down his body. Around him, countless white holy lights transformed into many winged angels, male or female, all revolving around him. Some were only the size of a thumb, some the size of a fist, some several zhang tall, and some hiding in the void worlds around him were as fully large as planets.
He commanded angels numbering like the sands of the Ganges.
This was the supreme majesty of the "Lord of the Ancient Sanctuary." Waves of heavenly tribulation aura brewed above Ying Xiantian's head, bombarding into his body, but he did not feel the slightest bit of pain. Not only did the heavenly tribulation not harm him, but it instead became his nourishment, the heavenly tribulation clouds turning into an ornate canopy densely covered in lightning.
When Feng Baiyu underwent the Heavenly Lord Great Tribulation in the Land of Origin, he directly used supreme Buddhist power to deliver the tribulation, causing the heavenly tribulation to transform into a dragon of tribulation.
This was a phenomenon unseen throughout all ages.
And now, as Ying Xiantian underwent the heavenly tribulation, he turned the heavenly tribulation into his own ornate canopy, adding glory to himself.
Such cultivation possessed a marvelous utility similar to Feng Baiyu delivering the heavenly tribulation. It was simply treating the heavenly tribulation as nothing, breaking the bindings, shattering the void, and pointing straight to the origin Great Dao of a supreme Heavenly Lord.
Besides this, above Meng Shaobai's head, there was additionally an iron-colored mountain-shaped dharma treasure. That mountain-shaped dharma treasure was a divine object spewed from the Gate of Eternal Life. On the surface of this iron giant mountain, a large character was engraved; it was "Slaughter," which was immediately fused into his body by Meng Shaobai.
Boundless killing intent transmitted from Meng Shaobai's body. Waves of heavenly tribulation clouds also appeared, the Heavenly Lord Great Tribulation manifesting. However, the boundless and endless clouds of the Heavenly Lord Great Tribulation actually transformed into slaughtering swords upon his intention.
"Su Xiuyi" was even more formidable. He had also obtained a divine object, a bone-white bone ring. It was uncarved and naturally formed; the bone ring was the size of a washbasin. Segments of scriptures appeared within the ring, containing the deepest mysteries.
"Haha, this is a segment of the collarbone ring of the Origin Demon Lord. Back in the years when the Origin Demon Lord perished, his skeletal remains scattered throughout the heavens. The Lord of the Sanctuary and the Lord of Arbitration of the Ancient Sanctuary joined hands to snatch this collarbone ring and refined it for many years. What a pity they could never unleash the demonic energy within it. But I am the reincarnation of Demon Lord Ashoka, yet I can truly understand the true essence of the demonic path. Fuse into my body…"
Su Xiuyi emitted continuous long howls. That white bone ring instantly entered his body. Subsequently, boundless heavenly tribulation was triggered; he too was actually about to advance to a supreme Heavenly Lord.
"Heavenly tribulation, heed my command and transform into a demon! I am the invincible Demon Lord of the demonic path!"
The ghostly wailing and god-howling heavenly tribulation, beneath his boundless demonic energy, faintly transformed into a demon figure, slowly entering his body. It was subdued by him and turned into a guardian demon god. This technique of undergoing tribulation was also rare over millions upon millions of years.
Normally, when a figure wanted to survive the Heavenly Lord Great Tribulation, they had to be extremely careful, treading on thin ice. But now, Ying Xiantian, Meng Shaobai, and Su Xiuyi simply treated the Heavenly Lord Great Tribulation as nothing, fundamentally advancing directly. Their origin auras changed continuously. Inside the sanctuary, time flowed past; in a single split second, ten thousand years passed.
"Bang, bang, bang…"!
Three consecutive explosions; Ying Xiantian, Su Xiuyi, and Meng Shaobai all ascended to the Heavenly Lord realm. Moreover, through the rapid rotation of time, ten thousand years in a split second, within this short period after ascending to Heavenly Lords, they cultivated for an exceedingly long time, thoroughly consolidating their cultivation, settling their minds, and reaching a sort of limit.
And at this very moment, Emperor Feather had only just entered the sanctuary and begun fusing the body of the Lord of Arbitration.
Emperor Feather was half a moment slower.
Because Ying Xiantian had already begun to control the entire Ancient Sanctuary.
Within the Ancient Sanctuary, array diagrams were urged into motion one by one. This sanctuary also seemed like the Hall of Hongmeng, possessing numerous array diagrams. For every array diagram urged, the might of this sanctuary grew by a fraction. If all were urged, it could fully rival an Immortal King.
However, back in those years, neither the "Lord of the Sanctuary" nor the "Lord of Arbitration" were Immortal Kings, but rather peak Heavenly Lords capable of rivaling the End Sage King. Therefore, the created Ancient Sanctuary was somewhat inferior to the Hall of Hongmeng, the Coffin of Heavenly Burial, and the Zen-Sealing Altar, but its might was vastly greater than the Ephemeral King Robe.
Especially since it contained ten Heavenly Veins and some ancient divine troves, its might absolutely could not be underestimated. Back in the day, the Lord of Arbitration and the Lord of the Sanctuary, even legend said that when forging the Ancient Sanctuary, they searched for the remains of an Immortal King who perished a very, very long time ago, causing the might of this sanctuary to approach infinitely that of divine objects forged by Immortal Kings.
"Emperor Feather, just perish here! The three of us join forces to eradicate him! Lord of Spring and Autumn, Lord of the Blood River, Lord of the Nether Antiquity, Lord of the Tombs, hurry and come in, we will together urge the Ancient Sanctuary! Now, I have almost entirely mastered the essence of the entire sanctuary. With you coming in and assisting me in urging it, we can definitely kill Fang Han and suppress him for all eternity."
Ying Xiantian, Su Xiuyi, and Meng Shaobai roared continuously.
"I have finally advanced to a supreme Heavenly Lord!" Meng Shaobai's killing intent reached the sky, his sword energy running rampant, sweeping across the eight wastelands, and piercing through the six directions: "And I have completely consolidated my cultivation. From this moment forth, Fang Han, you will no longer trample on my head. Coming from behind to surpass you, I can behead you to prove my supreme Great Dao."
"Not only you, even the Electric Mother Heavenly Lord will die by my hands." Su Xiuyi laughed continuously: "I have obtained the collarbone of the Origin Demon Lord. The Heavenly Lord position is thoroughly cultivated; you can only look at my dust and sigh in despair."
"Kill! Kill the Lord of Arbitration first. He is inside the Arbitration Divine Shrine, interfering with my dominion."
The three newly ascended Heavenly Lords joined hands without the slightest hint of unfamiliarity, unrolling the most formidable offensive against Emperor Feather. The cultivation of every single person completely surpassed the Lord of the Fire Realm and the others, seemingly equivalent to formidable old antiques who had survived many era great tribulations.
This was, of course, combining the empowered strength of the Ancient Sanctuary, and further the realm of the three joining forces as one.
Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish…
With several sounds of breaking the air, the Lord of Spring and Autumn and the others were also received into it by Ying Xiantian. Inside the sanctuary, their mana steadily climbed, just as if Linglong were in the depths of the Hall of Hongmeng.
Fang Han watched the changes of this scene with absolute clarity. Logically speaking, he was once again at an absolute disadvantage. However, on his face, there was not the slightest bit of shock or fear, merely an demeanor where everything was still within his grasp. No one could make his calculations fall through!
"Ying Xiantian, Meng Shaobai? Su Xiuyi, you thought that with just this tiny bit of miraculous encounters, advancing to the cultivation of a supreme Heavenly Lord would allow you to control the overall situation and contend against me? Ants will always be ants, and the light of fireflies cannot compete with the bright moon. I will let true divine abilities tell you what despair means!"
Fang Han's resonant and grand voice echoed out.
"Plane Sinking!"
Four words were spat out from his mouth.
Rumble!
The entire Crimson Plane suddenly tore apart and was thoroughly destroyed. All space and time vanished implicitly. Strands of crimson refined into blood-colored blade gleams, looking like ten million blood needles, densely penetrating into the Ancient Sanctuary. The milky-white holy light outside the Ancient Sanctuary fundamentally could not withstand the sinking power of the plane sacrifice.
The Ancient Sanctuary trembled violently.
The array diagrams inside collapsed one after another.
In a split second, all the holy lights were entirely extinguished. The protective light shield surrounding the entire sanctuary seemed to be shattered, and endless crimson vital energy permeated in, displaying deathly stillness. This was like a massive city brightly lit with lights, where suddenly all the lights were extinguished, turning it into the appearance of a ghost town.
Reigning over the world.
With a single move of Plane Sinking, breaking the restrictive spells of the Ancient Sanctuary, Fang Han's tall and stalwart body directly descended into the very center of the sanctuary, looking at Ying Xiantian, the Lord of Spring and Autumn, Su Xiuyi, Meng Shaobai, and the others who were desperately urging the array formations.
Ying Xiantian widened his eyes, opening his mouth to spurt out a mouthful of fresh blood. He never expected in a million years that, full of complacency, having advanced to Heavenly Lord and fused with the body of the Lord of the Sanctuary, his mana was virtually boundless, surpassing many Lords of worlds. Given time, returning to the peak of his golden age was not impossible.
Yet before he could even rejoice, Fang Han had already torn the sanctuary apart, crushing his hopes.
The power of Plane Sinking was truly entirely too ferocious. Breaking the radiance of the sanctuary, allowing Fang Han to descend and slaughter wildly; danger had already arrived.
"Fang Han! You are seeking death!" Su Xiuyi erupted in sheer ferocity. His ten fingers vibrating together, ten invincible bone-white divine lights pierced through the ages, pressing over. At the same time, above his head, a primeval yellow Heavenly Pearl appeared. This Heavenly Pearl dominated heaven and earth; within it manifested a martial arts overlord evolving ultimate martial arts techniques, appearing like the Yellow Springs Great Emperor.
"This is a piece of mysterious crystal spewed from the Gate of Eternal Life, refined into a Yellow Springs Heavenly Pearl by the Yellow Springs Great Emperor and Daoist Reincarnation. It is the most precious item in the Yellow Springs Treasury. Fang Han, you are the heir of the Yellow Springs Great Emperor. Originally, this Yellow Springs Heavenly Pearl should be your treasure. What a pity, it's truly a pity. I have seized away the treasure that originally belonged to you. This fully demonstrates that in front of me, you are nothing but a pitiful wretch!" Su Xiuyi's body's strength climbed steadily, roaring and howling loudly: "Everyone attack together, kill him!"
"Buzz!"
The Historical Brush of Spring and Autumn in the Lord of Spring and Autumn's hand drew a stroke. The long river of history rolled endlessly; the historical brush was like iron, attacking and killing over. Ying Xiantian threw a punch from across the void; hundreds of millions of angels descended fiercely within the fist force, this was the Lord's wrath.
The long sword in Meng Shaobai's hand was flicked with a vibration; the sword gleam slaughtered the world, slicing through the universe, chopping towards Fang Han's head.