No one expected Fang Han to be this forceful.
The seven great God Emperors and Tianfei Umo knew very clearly about Fang Han's arrival at the God Realm this time. It was because the Heavenly Court, the Sacred Land of Truth, the Origin Dynasty, and numerous other figures intended to besiege the Epoch Sect and completely kill Fang Han, so he came to the God Realm seeking an alliance.
In a short period of time, Tianfei Umo had even held some meetings with the seven great God Emperors of the God Race and a few other Heavenly Monarchs of the God Race.
The most formidable figures in the God Race were the three great Holy Kings, followed by the seven great primeval God Emperors of the God Race, each of whom had lived for many epochs. Of course, apart from Di Shitian and the others, there were also some newly advanced Heavenly Monarchs.
The God Race possessed extraordinary natural talents, with outstanding talents emerging in every epoch.
Because of this, the God Realm was the strongest existence across all the heavens and myriad realms, second only to the Heaven Realm. Whatever Law Realm, Ghost Realm, or Martial Realm could not compare at all.
These high-level Heavenly Monarchs of the God Race discussed how to negotiate if Fang Han came to the God Race for an alliance. Ultimately, they would not form an alliance with Fang Han pointlessly and resist the Heavenly Court for him for nothing.
Even the seven great primeval God Emperors of the God Race unanimously agreed to make Fang Han hand over a portion of his heavenly divine artifacts in exchange for not being killed by the Heavenly Court.
Everyone knew that Fang Han possessed a large batch of heavenly divine artifacts. Each piece was a supreme treasure that shocked the universe, divine artifacts forged by Immortal Kings pouring out their entire heart's blood. It would be truly foolish not to take this opportunity to extort a piece.
Fang Han was currently at a crisis moment concerning his life and death, an existence every high-level member of the God Race knew very clearly. Therefore, as soon as Fang Han opened the conversation this time, they prepared to immediately make him yield, and then demand an exorbitant price, engaging in extortion.
Unfortunately, Fang Han did not seem to buy into this at all. His methods were tyrannical, and his tone was uncompromisingly tough, seemingly making it out that the God Race had no choice but to agree. This caused intense killing intent to rise amongst the seven great primeval God Emperors, who wished they could immediately eliminate Fang Han and slay him right here in the God Realm.
The seven great primeval God Emperors were all individuals who had experienced countless grand scenes, yet they had never seen such a brazen person who, while on the brink of death, still threatened his allies.
"Fang Han, Epoch Heavenly Monarch. Extinguish your anger slightly."
Tianfei Umo halted the anger and killing intent of the seven great God Emperors with a look and spoke deliberately: "You came here today to form an alliance with our God Race. If you continue to be this unreasonable, the loss will likely outweigh the gain. Even if the business falls through, the righteousness remains. If you act willfully and insist on a mutual destruction where the fish dies and the net breaks, then no one probably wishes for that."
"Oh? Then what do you intend to do?" Fang Han stood motionless, sweeping a glance over everyone present.
A smile appeared on Tianfei Umo's face. With a flick of her finger, the entire God Realm instantly changed, space-time shifting, and a massive hall rose up, hovering in the air, capable of looking down upon the hundreds of billions of planets in the God Realm.
Within this divine hall, ten thousand thrones manifested out of thin air.
This was the "Pantheon" of the God Race.
The ten thousand thrones represented the grand positions of Heavenly Monarchs. According to legends, the God Race existed for eternity, and in every epoch, some Heavenly Monarch-level experts would be born, continuing in this manner eternally. One day, ten thousand Heavenly Monarchs would be born. When every throne in the Pantheon had a Heavenly Monarch seated on it, the true glory of the God Race would arrive.
Fang Han was well-versed in all the allusions of the God Race and knew the origins of this Pantheon. However, regarding the God Race giving birth to ten thousand Heavenly Monarchs, he also scoffed in disdain.
Heavenly Monarchs were not immortal. Although the God Race could give birth to Heavenly Monarchs in every epoch, Heavenly Monarchs would also die.
Now, as the Pantheon stood tall, Fang Han saw that Tianfei Umo sat on a massive throne, while the other seven great God Emperors were listed correspondingly on both sides. The remaining thrones were entirely empty. In short order, a scattered group of over forty Heavenly Monarchs also descended into the Pantheon and sat on their thrones.
These were all the Heavenly Monarchs of the God Race.
Tianfei Umo, plus the seven great primeval God Emperors, made eight people in total. Aside from them, there were twelve other God Race Heavenly Monarchs; some had magic power akin to the Lord of the Fire Realm, and some were roughly on par with Combat King Heavenly Monarch, Miao Li Heavenly Monarch, and Huangfu Bi'an.
In other words, adding them all up, the God Race had a total of twenty Supreme Heavenly Monarchs!
This was indeed capable of shocking heaven and earth, turning the universe upside down. Even comparing it to the Heavenly Court, where a Thirty-Three Heavens Treasure was equivalent to thirty-three Heavenly Monarchs, these full twenty Supreme Heavenly Monarchs were almost enough to suppress everything.
No one had imagined that the entire God Race actually possessed as many as twenty Heavenly Monarchs.
Worthy of being the strongest race among the heavens.
"This is the place where the highest council of our God Race is held, the Pantheon. Now, all the Heavenly Monarchs of our God Race are gathered here. What do you think, Fang Han? Now we can discuss major matters, right." Di Shitian said coldly.
Many Heavenly Monarchs of the God Race sitting in the spacious Pantheon shot their gazes fiercely toward Fang Han. Some whispered privately, some remained expressionless, some sneered secretly, and some boiled with killing intent.
However, after a sweeping glance, Fang Han noted that apart from the seven great primeval God Emperors, the magic power of these God Race Heavenly Monarchs was mostly average. A large portion of them were existences at the tier of Miao Li Heavenly Monarch, or Floating Life and River Chart Heavenly Monarch. The overall strength was not as tyrannical as the five Heavenly Monarchs of the Heavenly Court and the Thirty-Three Heavens Treasures combined with the Lord of the Law Realm and the others.
"Discuss what major matters? My visit here this time has two purposes. The first is to form an alliance with the God Race to attack the Heavenly Court together. The second is to demand the main trunk of the World Tree from the God Race to increase my cultivation." Fang Han's gaze swept over all the Heavenly Monarchs of the God Race before directly making his demands.
"An alliance is possible, but you must pay a price. As for wanting the main trunk of the World Tree, that is the dream of an idiot." Ren Litian spoke up. "Fang Han, even for an alliance, you must first pay one heavenly divine artifact as the price. You must know, you used to be an enemy of our God Race, and who knows how many of our clansmen you killed. Thus, hand over your Heaven Burial Coffin and Zen Conferring Altar to our God Race as compensation. At the same time, the entire Epoch Sect, from top to bottom, must become vassals and slaves to our God Race, just like the Demon Race did in the past. Only then is it possible for our God Race to resist the Heavenly Court on behalf of your Epoch Sect."
Lord Ren Litian was a God Emperor who looked to be in his fifties, wearing a crown on his head and holding immense power in his hands. the moment he opened his mouth, he simply demanded an exorbitant price, proposing things that could absolutely not be agreed to.
"Oh? You want my heavenly divine artifacts, and at the same time, you want my Epoch Sect to serve as slaves from top to bottom?" Fang Han's gaze turned cold: "Ren Litian, relying simply upon those words you just spoke, your death is undoubtedly certain. I will pull out your tendons, peel off your skin, and boil you down to divine oil!"
"Audacious!"
As soon as Fang Han's heavily gunpowder-scented words came out, immediately, the numerous Heavenly Monarchs of the God Race almost jumped up, boiling with killing intent. Every Heavenly Monarch nearly made a move right then to kill Fang Han.
Particularly Ren Litian, whose eyes were almost sharper than knife edges. He stood up abruptly: "I see there is no need to continue discussing this matter. Our God Race will march our troops on the Epoch Sect and eradicate this tumor first."
"Fang Han! You are too arrogant. Very well, let me experience your magic arts and see what capital you possess to act arrogantly within my God Realm."
A Heavenly Monarch of the God Race spoke up. This Heavenly Monarch was a young man wearing a purple-gold cloak, his physique towering like a mountain, his arrogance reaching the clouds.
"Yes! Dugu Heavenly Monarch, give a proper lesson to this Epoch Heavenly Monarch Fang Han. A newly advanced Heavenly Monarch, actually daring to come to our God Realm to stir up trouble and provoke us? Simply rebellious and unfilial."
"Correct. Let us see what methods he really has?"
"Hmph! This person is mad. During a meeting in our God Race's Pantheon, he dares to speak with such arrogance. Regardless of what happens this time, he will not step out of the Pantheon. Of course, if he is willing to become a slave of our God Race, kowtow, and admit his mistakes, we might still spare his dog life." …
The numerous Heavenly Monarchs of the God Race released bloody words toward Fang Han.
"What? Do you all wish to die?" Fang Han remained seated motionlessly, looking coldly at that Dugu Heavenly Monarch of the God Race. In his eyes, this Dugu Heavenly Monarch was not his opponent at all and could be killed in a single move. He was secretly brewing an attack: "Tianfei Umo, the ultimate decision maker remains you. State a demand."
"It is impossible for our God Race to be your ally for free to resist the Heavenly Court." Tianfei Umo said: "At minimum, we require one heavenly divine artifact, or any one of the Hall of Grand Meng, the Heaven Burial Coffin, or the Zen Conferring Altar. Of course, the Ancient Sanctuary is not unacceptable either."
"What an enormous appetite your God Race has!" Fang Han spoke without showing any trace of emotion.
"It is not an enormous appetite, but rather assessing the outcome that your Epoch Sect will be eradicated before long." Tianfei Umo said calmly: "Moreover, I have two separate letters here. Take a look. They are respectively from the Lord of the Dragon Realm and the Lord of the Buddha Realm. They invite cooperation with our God Race to attack the Epoch Sect as well. The biggest reason is that the Lord of the Dragon Realm wants the Eight Divisions Float on your body! Your Eight Divisions Float is a Sacred Grade Immortal Artifact and has actually comprehended the realm of integration with heaven and earth, rendering the Lord of the Dragon Realm unable to rest or eat in peace. Additionally, your subordinate Feng Baiyu is the reincarnation of Shakya Heavenly Monarch, which also causes the Lord of the Buddha Realm to be unable to sleep at night."
"Is that so? Then my Epoch Sect truly has enemies across all the heavens, oh?" Fang Han looked at the two letters without reaching out to take them. He already knew the contents inside the two letters.
"Correct, the Epoch Sect is in imminent danger; one could say death is undoubtedly certain." Di Shitian laughed loudly. Looking at Fang Han's gloomy face gave him much satisfaction: "However, our God Race can resolve all of this for you, simply hand over one heavenly divine artifact. Of course, you must also hand over Feng Baiyu and the Eight Divisions Float. Our God Race will act as a middleman, allowing the Buddha Realm and the Dragon Realm to resolve their hatred toward you. This kills two birds with one stone. This is already the lowest demand."
"Correct." Zi Zaitian spoke up. "Originally, our God Race prepared to kill you while the Heavenly Court attacked the Epoch Sect. However, due to the connection with the Holy King of Endings, we are leaving you with your life. Do not reach for a yard after taking an inch. One heavenly divine artifact is our final bottom line."