"Mirror World!"
"Fang Han, you have already been besieged by us within the Mirror World. All your magic power will ultimately rebound, and all the aftermath of any eruption will equally rebound."
"That is correct. You probably do not know just how formidable the Mirror World was several epochs ago. Experts within were as numerous as clouds, and anyone who comprehended the laws of mirrors could reflect and magically conjure many mirror images. Five epochs ago, our Tianyi Mother Cult destroyed the Mirror World, and refined all the experts of the realm along within the entire plane into a grand array of mirrors. Any existence besieged within it must be thoroughly eradicated."
"Fang Han, you lowly slave, to actually dare to fight with our Lord of Glory."
"This time, you cannot escape even if you were given wings."
"He cannot run away. We fundamentally do not need to alarm the Heavenly Mother, and we can just strangle him to death. Slaying him and then proceeding to destroy his Origin Realm will be a complete success."
"No, do not be in a rush to kill him. We must properly torture this animal, make him into a dog, truly becoming the watchdog of our Tianyi Mother Cult. In the future, when we go out, we will put a rope around him and make him crawl on the ground."
One vicious string of words after another transmitted from these females, intending to humiliate Fang Han to death. This was not an offensive of language, but rather consecutive vicious curses. Moreover, these vicious curses, having undergone the augmentation of the Mirror World, suddenly erupted, all being duplicated into double the attacks.
Once the Mirror World was formed, the person trapped within it indeed encountered tremendous pressure. Especially under the attacks of this group of female Heavenly Lords acting like wolves and tigers, along with a "Lord of Glory" holding the "Mother Sword of All Things" who was a supreme expert fully comparable to the Holy King of End, even with Fang Han's strength, he felt tremendous pressure striking his face, intending to crush him into fine powder.
That was correct; on his body were myriad heaven divine objects: the Heaven Burial Receptacle, the Fengchan Altar, the Primordial Holy Sanctuary, the Gate of Zhu Xian… and even the Heavenly Venerable Divine Garment he had just snatched away. However, this group of experts from the Tianyi Mother Cult, supreme Heavenly Lords, also possessed myriad heaven divine objects. That "Mother Sword of All Things" was precisely a myriad heaven divine object. Furthermore, this Mirror World, a grand array, was also forged from numerous myriad heaven divine objects, having undergone hundreds and thousands of times of condensing; and clearly, it possessed the aura of an Immortal King upon it. Very evidently, an Immortal King had taken part in forging this Mirror World.
Fang Han could even feel that it possessed the aura of the Good Fortune Immortal King within, which meant the Good Fortune Immortal King had a hand in forging this Mirror World.
He immediately deduced that the relationship between the Good Fortune Immortal King and the Heavenly Mother in the past was not shallow. To actually forge magical treasures for her? What was the relationship between the two? Lovers, husband and wife? Rumors had it that the Good Fortune Immortal King once had an imperial concubine called the Profound Girl of the Nine Heavens, who had also descended to the lower realm to assist the Xuanhuang Great World in resisting the God Race, and had now also disappeared. Connecting all of this with the Heavenly Mother made things appear somewhat baffling and complicated.
However, these were all deductions, and Fang Han did not intend to deduce any further. What he needed to do now was to defeat the Lord of Glory and shatter the Mirror World.
Rumble!
The vast torrent of magic power, the vicious curses, the endless great immortal techniques, all violently bombarded and washed over Fang Han's physical body, causing every single crystal of his divine kingdom to violently fluctuate, seemingly about to be submerged by the magic power.
"Devour the universe, convert into supreme treasures, thirty-three heavens, serve my use!"
Fang Han's entire body trembled like water ripples. The thirty-three heavens supreme treasures circulated with total effort, urged to their maximum realm, accommodating all those attacks within. He actually borrowed these powers to forge magical treasures. That Heavenly Venerable Divine Garment, coming under the powerful attacks, actually began to melt, erupting strand after strand of divine principles, resolving back into the original top-tier divine objects such as the Heavenly Venerable Divine Stone. Those divine objects all integrated into the Zenith Heaven Gate.
The gigantic Zenith Heaven Gate, the Supreme Gate finally began to take shape. Wave after wave of the supreme aura of the Heavenly Dao transmitted out. "Supreme Gate," this was the full name of the Zenith Heaven Gate.
This gate was the general outline of the thirty-three heavens supreme treasures, and also the endpoint of all supreme Daos, of becoming an emperor, becoming a king, becoming a sovereign, and becoming a lord.
Originally, this gate required numerous materials which Fang Han had no way of obtaining, but by stripping the Heavenly Venerable Divine Garment from Hua Tiandu's physical body, after melting it down, it precisely caused this gate's true materials to be completely gathered, ready to undergo metamorphosis. What was lacking now was Heavenly Lord origin.
Furthermore, for him to melt down the Heavenly Venerable Divine Garment, under normal circumstances, it would require at least hundreds of millions of years, and even exhaust much of his magic power and hard work to temper. However, now within the Mirror World, all the attacks were duplicated, all were reflected, all was rebounded, all regenerating continuously, and additionally there was this group of female Heavenly Lords resembling fierce deities and wicked evildoers strenuously attacking. All was augmented onto his physical body, allowing him to borrow the power and complete many years of hard work practically in the blink of an eye.
This was also the terrifying aspect of the thirty-three heavens supreme treasures; they could convert all attacks to serve one's own use. Relying on this exact thing, the Good Fortune Immortal King swept unimpeded through heaven and earth. Aside from the Gate of Eternal Life and the Three Life Stone, his divine artifacts were simply peerless.
"Not good! He is actually borrowing our power to forge the thirty-three heavens supreme treasures. Hua Tiandu, you actually even lost the Heavenly Venerable Divine Garment. You piece of trash, hurry outside and control the central grand array of the entire Tianyi Mother Cult for me." The Lord of Glory acutely detected Fang Han's current situation, instantly growing furious, directly flinging Hua Tiandu with a toss, viciously flinging him out of the Mirror World grand array.
Hua Tiandu shuttled through the midair, gnashing his teeth in his heart: "You will all die. Tianyi Mother Cult, Fang Han, not a single one can survive. I, Hua Tiandu, am imperishable. As long as I can strike a great fortune once, I will enjoy infinite benefits for a lifetime. The skeletal remains of that Lord of Origin, and the strongest divine artifact, the Three Life Stone, absolutely cannot fall into Fang Han's hands."
His physical body split into two in a flash, and one of them directly vanished without a trace.
It was unknown whether he went to control the grand array or to do something else.
"Fang Han, you actually dare to circulate the power of the thirty-three heavens supreme treasures. Nobody understands the thirty-three heavens supreme treasures better than my Tianyi Mother Cult. You spent endless effort condensing this set of treasures, but ultimately, they will all belong to me. Thirty-three heavens ancient characters: Zhi! Zhou! Zhen! Wang! Rong! Zhen! Qing! Tou! Feng!…"
The Lord of Glory was incomparably ferocious. Hand holding the Mother Sword of All Things, she gave it a shake. Her sword techniques were extremely sharp, slaying the firmament and shattering the Great Dao. The sword arris shot toward Fang Han. Simultaneously, she sprayed out a mouthful of fresh blood, her fingers guiding, writing rows of runic texts in the midair like a divine dragon waving its tail. Every single runic text formed an individual character. These characters numbered thirty-three in total, actually exactly corresponding to the ancient characters of the thirty-three heavens supreme treasures.
Watching the speed at which she wrote them, as well as her fluency, it had simply undergone thousands of temperings and hundredfold refinements, almost reaching a realm of perfectly aligning with the Dao.
He finally understood why she wanted to subdue the Emperor Human Pen. It turned out it was used to practice writing the thirty-three ancient characters. By borrowing the Emperor Human Pen's realm of being one body with heaven and earth, ceaselessly practicing writing the thirty-three ancient characters, she could elevate to a higher realm.
The thirty-three ancient characters possessed incomparably miraculous power. The true ancient characters were not in the hands of the Lord of Glory, but in the hands of the Heavenly Mother; supposedly, she was currently cultivating them. However, the thirty-three ancient characters from the Lord of Glory's hands were written after thousands of temperings and hundredfold refinements, and they were also incredibly miraculous.
The moment the thirty-three ancient characters were written out, Fang Han's physical body jerked violently. He felt the thirty-three heavens supreme treasures within his body almost disregarding his command, wanting to fly out and merge into one with the thirty-three ancient characters. It was equivalent to a starving wolf seeing fresh, tender meat!
Fang Han immediately unfolded a lightning-fast deduction within his mind. He knew that if he let his thirty-three heavens supreme treasures rush out and swallow the ancient characters, they would likely be controlled by the opponent, suffering immense restriction.
"Suppress!"
Countless magic powers within his body surged madly into the thirty-three heavens supreme treasures, deeply suppressing these supreme treasures, preventing them from moving, to keep them from turning against him.
Who would have thought that the thirty-three ancient characters actually had the effect of countering the thirty-three heavens supreme treasures.
Like this, Fang Han's power was deadly suppressed. Originally, the opponent forming the Mirror World was already incredibly formidable, holding an extremely strong suppressive force over an expert like Fang Han. The Lord of Glory's offensive was incredibly fierce, the Mother Sword of All Things peerlessly sharp; every slash almost consumed much of Fang Han's vital energy.
Now, with the thirty-three ancient characters written out in a flash, tying down the thirty-three heavens supreme treasures, Fang Han suddenly had to block attacks on one side, resolve the Mirror World on another, resist the Mother Sword of All Things on yet another, and suppress the restless thirty-three heavens supreme treasures. Immediately, there was a feeling of being in a frantic rush.
Fortunately, his cultivation was incomparably profound, circulating mysteriously; for any method, he practically had a way to resolve it.
"Emperor Human Pen!"
He let out a long howl. Swish! Instantly, the Emperor Human Pen morphed into a giant sovereign pen appearing in his hand. "One body with heaven and earth, thirty-three heavens ancient characters!"
The Emperor Human Pen in his hand moved like dragons and snakes, actually also writing out ancient character after ancient character. Surprisingly, they were also the thirty-three characters passed down from the Gate of Eternal Life.
Although the ancient characters written by the Emperor Human Pen were not orthodox, their might was astonishing. Upon being written out, they submerged into Fang Han's physical body, allowing the thirty-three heavens supreme treasures to swallow them. Instantly, the restless thirty-three heavens supreme treasures calmed down significantly. Fang Han even felt that they were undergoing a metamorphosis.
"Despicable! Emperor Human Pen, not serving my Palace, but instead acting as a beast of burden for a male slave!" Seeing this scene, the Lord of Glory's two eyes practically shot flames. Carrying the thirty-three ancient characters, the Mother Sword of All Things in her hand vibrated. Like a tornado, like a hurricane, it swiftly shot back, viciously colliding against Fang Han's physical body.
"Good timing!" Fang Han held the Emperor Human Pen, continuously writing ancient characters, while his other hand spread open like a giant palm covering the sky, forcibly meeting the sword arris of the Mother Sword of All Things head-on.
"Bang bang bang…" Consecutive collisions. Fang Han's fingers and palm struck the sharp edge of the Mother Sword of All Things, erupting wave after wave of flashing fire, yet unexpectedly unable to slice open his skin.