"What?"
Listening to Fang Han's words, Su Xiuyi originally had a sliver of hope, and his heart was brewing quite a lot of insidious schemes and plots, but Fang Han's one sentence shattered all his fantasies.
He was actually asking him to become a dog, kneeling on the ground, just to spare his life.
This was an unbearable humiliation.
What kind of person was Su Xiuyi? The former reincarnation of the Ashoka Demon Lord, who had now also cultivated to the realm of a supreme Heavenly Monarch, about to reach the cultivation base of his prime in those years. Fang Han actually wanted him to become a dog, kneeling on the ground to beg for mercy and bark like a dog. What kind of shame was this, what kind of loss of dignity?
"Fang Han! You little bastard! I will drink your blood, suck dry your bone marrow, I am going to eat your flesh raw!" Su Xiuyi's whole person almost jumped up. If it weren't for the fact that he was pinched dead straight by Fang Han, he would immediately unleash heaven-shaking and earth-shattering absolute kill techniques.
Too bad, although his current cultivation base was that of a Heavenly Monarch, compared to Fang Han, he was too, too far behind.
On Fang Han's face appeared a cold smile: "Su Xiuyi, since you are unwilling to be a dog, then I have no way to save you either, you will just die then."
While speaking, his whole body shook, and a burst of power washed directly into Su Xiuyi's body, causing this evil opponent to immediately inflate.
"The collarbone of the Origin Demon Lord is fundamentally not something you can possess, bring it over." Fang Han shook, and amidst Su Xiuyi's tragic cry, the man's whole person exploded. From within the body, a white bone ring flew out, slipped onto Fang Han's arm, flashing out the demonic intent of the Origin Demon Lord, governing all gods and demons, commanding all sinister things and original sins.
"Su Xiuyi, properly merge into my body, let your consciousness thoroughly sink into oblivion. Perhaps one day, when I attain the Great Dao of Eternal Life, I will let you out, making you be reborn once again, to be a dog lifetime after lifetime." Blazing flames continually burned within Fang Han's whole body, burning Su Xiuyi's essence qi with explosive sounds, turning it into his own nourishment, merging once more into the Thirty-Three Heavens treasures. The Heavenly Monarch source origin was totally plundered, all magical powers were completely absorbed, and even the intent and Dao cultivation experience of the ancient Ashoka Demon Lord were fully absorbed by Fang Han, becoming his own accumulation.
Su Xiuyi, just like this, thoroughly perished in the heavens, turned into dust, and became history.
A yellow crystal, the Yellow Springs Heavenly Bead, fell into Fang Han's hand. Flashing within it was the wisdom of the Yellow Springs Great Emperor. The most precious thing in the Yellow Springs Treasury had also returned to its original owner once again.
Everything of Su Xiuyi's was making a bridal dress for someone else.
With a wave of the hand, this Yellow Springs Heavenly Bead merged into his own body, thoroughly digesting Su Xiuyi, surges of massive memories merging into the memory bank.
"Good fellow! This Su Xiuyi knows the secrets of countless treasures, and even knows the whereabouts of the rumors of what used to be the Origin Demon Lord's strongest magical treasure, the Three Lives Stone."
Fang Han slowly absorbed Su Xiuyi's memories, his whole body violently shaking. This Su Xiuyi had carried on the memories of the Ashoka Demon Lord, and had once been a most capable subordinate of the Origin Demon Lord, equivalent to Hua Heavenly Monarch's status under the Creation Immortal King.
In Su Xiuyi's memories, there were actually tracks of the whereabouts of the Origin Demon Sect's strongest magical treasure, the Three Lives Stone. In the rumors, the Three Lives Stone was the strongest divine stone ejected from the Gate of Eternal Life. It contained the powers of "previous life," "this life," and "next life," analyzing destiny, grasping the past, present, and future. Commanding three lives, it was refined by the Origin Demon Lord into a magical treasure that shook the heavens and earth the most, an artifact of creation, even exceeding the Thirty-Three Heavens treasures, and also that great axe artifact of creation.
In the rumors, the Origin Demon Lord, as long as he engraved a person's name on the Three Lives Stone, could completely grasp anyone's previous life, this life, and next life. Even a Heavenly Monarch was no exception, and an Immortal King would also be affected.
Precisely because of this, back then the Origin Demon Lord was far too formidable, was laid siege to by numerous Immortal Kings, and ultimately perished, and the whereabouts of the Three Lives Stone also became unknown.
"Good stuff, good stuff! After this, I will move according to the memories to find the Three Lives Stone. As long as I obtain this magical treasure, in heaven and on earth, there will be no one who is my opponent either, it can even help me comprehend the ultimate Great Destiny Technique!" Fang Han's heart bloomed with joy.
He continually calculated Su Xiuyi's memories over and over again.
At the same time, while calculating, he cast his gaze towards Meng Shaobai.
The killing intent on Meng Shaobai's body boiled and tumbled, charging towards the heavens, continually slashing the chains of the Eight Sections Pagoda, completely elegant and poised. Although he was in confinement, he still wanted to behead Fang Han to prove his dao, and would never compromise.
"Fang Han, if you want to kill me, then kill me! Why speak so much, if you want me to compromise with you, that is wishful thinking. I, Meng Shaobai, uphold the dao of slaughter, severing all creation under heaven; I am also not afraid of your slaughter. Those who kill people, will always be killed." Meng Shaobai seemed to have comprehended some reasoning in an instant, "As long as I don't die, there will be a day where I will once again be born from slaughter."
"Is that so?" Fang Han's both hands moved suddenly, unleashing intense magical arts, vast powers charging into Meng Shaobai's body.
Meng Shaobai's entire body went stiff, seemingly already completely controlled by Fang Han.
"Thud!"
He involuntarily, under the oppression of Fang Han's strong force, actually knelt below Fang Han's feet, dead crawling on the ground. At this moment, he let out a humiliated roar.
"You think that because you comprehended the true meaning of slaughter, you can be utterly unbridled, and not fear death, so I would have no way to deal with you? You still have to be my dog nonetheless! Now learn a dog's bark for me." Fang Han's voice was cruel, yet carrying humiliation; he wanted to thoroughly beat away all of Meng Shaobai's confidence.
A burst of vast power thoroughly oppressed Meng Shaobai's mind. Crawling beneath Fang Han's feet, Meng Shaobai, in incomparable humiliation, actually stuck out his tongue, and started barking. He was oppressed by Fang Han with supreme magic force, and learned to bark like a dog.
"Ah ah ah!" Seeing this scene, Ying Xiantian's entire body shuddered wildly. He was extremely terrified, terrified to the extreme, deeply afraid that Fang Han would treat him this way as well.
And Meng Shaobai had already been humiliated to the extreme. When Fang Han suddenly released a bit of the magical force lockdown, crack! His eyes were directly flushed by fury until the eye sockets completely split open, spilling blood, his consciousness drifting a little bit out of sheer anger.
"Fang Han! I am going to butcher you, I will kill everyone around you…"
Meng Shaobai was forced by Fang Han to crawl on the ground as a dog. This was an incomparable and bizarre disgrace, and his mind was still completely clear. Under this sort of oppression, his will of slaughter began to collapse.
"Bang!"
Fang Han didn't even wait for Meng Shaobai to say anything else, with one slap he smashed his skull to pieces, fiercely grabbing. Essence qi, wisdom, magical powers, magical arts, and the Heavenly Monarch source origin were all grabbed out and merged into Fang Han's body. Finally, a massive word "Slaughter" was also extracted out.
Meng Shaobai's soul, beneath Fang Han's extraction, turned to flying ash and completely vanished. This man who opposed Fang Han back in the secular world completely faded like smoke and scattered into clouds just like this, turning into dust.
In the end, only Ying Xiantian remained.
Ying Xiantian, right now his whole body was white holy light, it could be seen from within his body that it was almost close to the structure of Fang Han's crystal divine countries. His body was entirely composed of streaks of milky-white sacred talismans, and every single talisman also formed a world of its own, composing solid laws.
Such a body was close to being immortal.
Inside Ying Xiantian's body, there was still a massive power that had not been digested; that was the physical body left behind by the Lord of the Ancient Sanctuary. All of it was inside his body, brewing, accumulating, and settling, having not yet been fully made into his own power.
However, right now, this reincarnation of the Lord of the Sanctuary, in the secular world, was the number one figure of the demon sect, the existence of the Xiantian Great Emperor, trapped here by Fang Han, almost entirely unable to move.
Back in the day, Ying Xiantian was the illustriously famous Xiantian Great Emperor, who with a flick of his finger destructed countless nations across the Eight Wastes and Six Directions, while Fang Han was just a tiny ant, the little young slave who raised horses for the Fang family.
And now, life and death were fully grasped in Fang Han's hands; the fortunes of life were inconceivable.
"Fang Han, what do you want in order to let me go?"
Ying Xiantian witnessed the tragic states of Su Xiuyi and Meng Shaobai, his body shivering, afraid that Fang Han would also turn him into a dog, and moreover temporally won't kill him, letting him become a dog in front of very many people.
He knew that Fang Han's Epoch Gate took in the five great demon sects from the secular world in the Xuanhuang Great World back in the day. Some demon sect Great Emperors were now also cultivating inside the Epoch Gate. If he was treated as a dog, watching the gate in the Epoch Gate, he couldn't imagine how humiliated he would be; he would rather permanently perish than endure such disgrace.
"Let you go? Do you want to labor for me?"
Fang Han asked unhurriedly: "You and I don't really have any hatred. However, back in the treasury of the Panwu Immortal Venerable, there was some bad blood too, karma must be borne. Furthermore, you have a hatred with Feng Baiyu, I can't possibly take you in. Besides, anyone who hasn't shared life and death with me and walked out of the secular world together, I don't trust a single one of them. Take a look, I took in the Lord of the Fire Realm and the others, and they turned against me in a blink of an eye. You, Ying Xiantian, I cannot trust. I can only kill you, merge you into my body, increasing magic force for myself. Also, you have already inherited the body of the Lord of the Sanctuary; refining you, I can better integrate the Ancient Sanctuary, your value to me is extremely high."
"So saying, I am bound to die without a doubt?" A look of grief and indignation appeared on Ying Xiantian's face: "In the secular world, I was a genius. I threw myself into the demon sect from an early age, like a star, rising slowly, with no one as my opponent. Ascending to the Heaven Realm, I cultivated diligently, and now I have finally cultivated to become a Heavenly Monarch. But Fang Han, don't you get cocky either, the people of my Ying family have not yet died out completely. If I die now, my son will come looking for you for revenge."
"Your son? The Demon Marshal Ying Tianqing?" Fang Han said: "He received the legacy of an old antique in the Heaven Realm, and has now been taken in as a disciple, I don't know who it is? But even the old antique behind him will be killed by me. If your son comes for revenge, it is a dead end as well."
"Hahaha, do you know who that old antique is?" Ying Xiantian laughed: "You are absolutely not an opponent!"