"Extravagant, extravagant! This is absolute extravagance. The Heavenly Instrument Mother Sect actually uses the Mythical Qi for their disciples to cultivate. Our Epoch Gate right now probably does not have such a grand scale."
Fang Han breathed the "Mythical Airflow" within the Heavenly Instrument Mother Sect, grabbing a trace and winding it around his fingertips. With a sudden shake, he saw that within this trace of airflow, countless myths and legends were playing out, seeming to contain any classical tale. As one breathed, they roamed through countless insights of the Heavenly Dao, becoming a mythic figure themselves.
Fang Han was once again shocked by the extravagance of the Heavenly Instrument Mother Sect.
From this, it could be seen that the master of the Heavenly Instrument Mother Sect, the "Heavenly Mother," was extraordinary and definitely not an ordinary figure; she was much more terrifying than the Eternal, Slaughter, Chaos, Disaster, and Thunder Emperor of the Heavenly Court.
Even the disciples under her command surpassed the Heavenly Court. If the Heavenly Court did not possess the Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasures, it was highly likely they would also be reduced to slaves by the Heavenly Instrument Mother Sect.
In this broad and vast plane, the "Mythical Airflow" filled every place. If Fang Han took a deep breath now, he could directly suck it completely clean, which would have tremendous benefits for his body. One must know that the "Mythical Airflow" was the aura emitted by the shattered and burning supreme divine objects of the heavens. How much benefit did the aura emitted by the supreme divine objects of the heavens acting as incense have for condensing the Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasures? Anyone who was a person clear knew in their heart.
The amount of vital energy Fang Han could inhale and exhale now was unimaginable. As long as he opened his mouth, thousands of planes would condense into his mouth, turning into food in his belly.
Even if he started to offer sacrifices right now and devoured the entire Heavenly Instrument Mother Sect, it wasn't impossible. However, the commotion would be too sweeping, inevitably causing a backlash. With the Heavenly Mother, the master of the Heavenly Instrument Mother Sect, alerted, combined with many disciples joining hands, he would hesitate for fear of hitting the vase and wouldn't be able to gain any advantage.
It would be better to vividly lurk and observe the situation inside first.
Fang Han hid within the void, pushing the two characters "Void" circulated from the Gate of Eternal Life to the absolute peak. Almost no one could notice that he had entered the depths of this plane. Sweeping his divine eyes over, he saw that in the depths of the master plane of the Heavenly Instrument Mother Sect, countless formidable airflows shot straight up into the sky, inhaling and exhaling like long whales sucking water.
These represented formidable Heavenly Monarch figures.
"Good heavens, to actually have so many Heavenly Monarchs!" For Fang Han, distinguishing the auras of ordinary Immortals and Heavenly Monarchs was as simple as eating and drinking. In his eyes, the auras of ordinary Immortals, even powerhouses whose lifespan equaled heaven and earth, were pitifully weak and extremely dim. Only Heavenly Monarchs, figures who had transcended the realm of heaven and earth, possessed auras like bright lamps in the dark night, gleaming and never extinguishing.
With a sweeping glance, the auras of several Heavenly Monarchs within the Heavenly Instrument Mother Sect appeared in his perception. All were towering like mountains and imposing with sharp edges. Among them, a few formidable ones actually possessed the peak of nine epochs of cultivation, and there was even one who could almost stand shoulder to shoulder with the Demise Sacred King.
But these auras did not belong to the Heavenly Mother.
If it were an ordinary Heavenly Monarch, they wouldn't be able to feel the aura of the Heavenly Mother at all. Only Fang Han could faintly sense it. At the very center of this plane, within the eternal unknown space-time, a faint, almost indiscernible aura seemed to be settling all matters before and behind her. She was entering a secret realm of the king, slashing away the self, the supreme mystery of the past, present, and future lives.
This was a situation that would only appear in a person charging towards the Immortal King realm.
Settling three lifetimes, leaving no trace left in the heavens, achieving the supreme Immortal King, surpassing the Heavenly Monarch. Moving one step closer to the Dao of Eternal Life, approaching indestructibility.
This aura belonged to the Heavenly Mother.
The Heavenly Mother was currently cultivating a supreme divine technique, or perhaps fusing the thirty-three ancient characters. Fang Han only sensed this aura from the periphery; he didn't dare observe deeply, fearing he would be discovered by the Heavenly Mother. With the cultivation of the Heavenly Mother, her terror was boundless. At the slightest movement, she could observe the finest details. The affairs of the cosmos, the secrets of the cosmos—as long as she diligently deduced, there was nothing she could not deduce.
Withdrawing his divine sense, Fang Han looked at this broad plane again and discovered that within the plane, many kingdoms were established, and within them were countless Immortal cultivators. However, all these Immortal cultivators were females. Of course, there were also males, but the male Immortal cultivators were all slaves.
Kingdom after kingdom, nations composed of females, where males were all slaves. These were all daughters' kingdoms.
Beneath Fang Han was an expansive land as large as a great province, with plains, mountains, and rivers. Thousands of cities were built within, forming a large empire. Within the empire, Immortal cultivators were as dense as ants. Some female Immortal cultivators, acting haughtily, flew back and forth among some cities; while those male Immortals wore cangues, locks, and talisman seals on their bodies. Not only were they unable to absorb the Mythical Airflow in the air, but they had to constantly contribute their cultivated life essence, transferring it into the talismans.
Swish!
Without making a sound or a trace, Fang Han descended onto the street of the imperial city of this empire beneath him. He saw a squad of female Immortals escorting a group of male slaves, walking forward, directly entering the imperial palace.
These male slaves were all Saints, numbering around a hundred or so. Each one had been newly captured and brought in, their expressions filled with anger. However, their bodies were bound with cangues and locks, and on top of their heads was pasted a talisman. That talisman flickered continuously, emitting a great spirit-absorbing array, continuously absorbing the life essence of these male slaves.
Every time these male slaves produced a portion of their life essence, it was absorbed by the talisman.
It seemed that the females of the Heavenly Instrument Mother Sect treated male slaves like domestic animals, extracting origin source from their bodies.
Smack!
A male slave Saint swayed his body slightly. After being seen by a female disciple of the Heavenly Instrument Mother Sect, she cracked the whip in her hand down, striking him until his skin tore and flesh split. Streaks of energy permeated into his body, making him scream miserably, rolling and groaning in pain on the ground.
"Humph, still daring to play dead! You lowly men are only fit to be our slaves and domestic soldiers, providing us with life essence. Other than this, you are completely useless." That female disciple continuously lashed with her whip, laughing heartily.
"Alright, junior sister, don't beat this slave to death. They are slaves whose cultivation is considered quite strong. They were once geniuses, which is why they were specifically selected to be given to the Princess as domestic soldiers, providing her with life essence for cultivation every day. This time, our Heavenly Instrument Mother Sect finally took action and attacked several worlds, such as the 'Dazzling Realm,' the 'Luo Realm,' the 'Water Realm,' the 'Profound Return Realm'… capturing their Masters of the Worlds to serve as slaves. All the male disciples were also taken as slaves; the harvest was tremendous." A female disciple waved her hand, stopping the lashing of the whip.
"These worlds are considered relatively weak among the myriad worlds of the heavens. It's nothing great for our Heavenly Instrument Mother Sect to enslave them. We must enslave those powerful sects, such as the Heavenly Court, the Holy Land of Truth, the Origin Dynasty, the Law Realm, the Martial Realm, the Buddha Realm, the Dragon Realm… Oh, and I recently heard that a newly risen Origin Realm appeared? Established by a new male Heavenly Monarch, called something like Epoch Heavenly Monarch Fang Han."
"Humph, whatever Epoch Heavenly Monarch Fang Han, sooner or later he will be taken by our Heavenly Instrument Mother Sect as a slave and turned into a domestic soldier too." That female disciple said coldly, "Taking a Heavenly Monarch as your own slave and domestic soldier, how satisfying would that be?"
"Stop dreaming. Even if a male Heavenly Monarch is captured, he belongs to those great powers in our Heavenly Instrument Mother Sect, the Jianjia Lord, the Menghuan Lord… How could it ever be our turn to reap those rewards? It's good enough if we can just get a few more male slaves at the Saint level as domestic soldiers. If we could capture Zenith Immortal Emperors as slaves, that would already be a huge fortuitous encounter."
These few female disciples of the Heavenly Instrument Mother Sect gossiped as they cracked their whips along the way, driving these male Saint slaves into the imperial city.
Along the way, they were still continuously discussing: "Recently, I heard that the high-ranking Ronghua Lord is getting married, uniting with a man? I wonder why?"
"Humph! It's nothing more than feigning compliance. Rumor has it that the man is an ancient Heavenly Monarch under the command of the Creation Immortal King and knows many secrets. Once the secrets are clearly understood, he'll simply be killed. Besides, I heard that many epochs ago, that Ronghua Lord did similar things. She's been married more than once, and after every time, she slew the man and refined him into magical treasure essence. What does this amount to?"
"However, her every marriage is no small matter. Rumor has it that the upper echelons of those sects have gone out one after another, capturing slaves to contribute as gifts for her wedding. Exceedingly so, the Jianjia Lord went to the Treasure Realm, intending to condense the entire Treasure Realm into a luminous pearl to present to the Ronghua Lord."
"These are matters of the upper echelons, we can't control them."
These female disciples were also of Saint-level cultivation, belonging to minor roles within the Heavenly Instrument Mother Sect. However, from Fang Han's casual observation, he obtained quite a few secrets and tidbits of information.
His body flickered once again and disappeared.
The next moment, he appeared on a towering mountain peak. This mountain peak soared into the clouds, akin to a pillar of heaven. The entire mountain peak was forged from a rare beautiful jade, with magnificent palaces and jade pavilions built upon it. Holy poems continuously descended. At the foot of the mountain, many male slaves of Emperor-level were fixed in place, constantly kowtowing and praying.
However, at this very moment, angry sound waves transmitted out from the mountain peak. It seemed the goddess residing in the mountain peak was furious. At the mountain's foot, many praying slaves trembled with fear, terrified of being implicated.
Crack! A powerful Emperor slave, seeming to tremble too violently, was noticed by those angry sound waves, which directly descended, blasting the male slave apart and turning him into fine powder.
"Fang Han, Epoch Heavenly Monarch, you dog servant, dog slave, I stand absolutely irreconcilable with you!" From deep within the mountain peak palace, it was the voice transmitted by the powerful ancient Heavenly Monarch, the Menghuan Lord.
It was exactly because Fang Han sensed this that he descended upon this mountain peak.
A cold sneer appeared on his face. Step by step, he walked into the palace at the summit of the mountain. Deep inside the palace, he saw the Menghuan Lord seated correctly on the throne, her killing intent swirling.