Fang Han had everything under control, sacrificing all the demon heads of the Demon Realm together. The massive power was entirely swept up onto the Zenith Altar.
The Zenith Altar became more formidable the more people were sacrificed; it was an artifact of an Immortal King.
Back when the Immortal King of Origin created the Zenith Altar, anyone in the heavens could gain power from the altar through sacrifice as long as they cultivated the Great Sacrifice Technique. How majestic was this? Let alone destroying the experts of the three realms, even experts of myriad realms would be slain.
Fang Han's strength was insufficient, and his realm was inadequate, falling short of an Immortal King. Otherwise, in the blink of an eye, he could have killed the Lord of the Buddha Realm and the Lord of the Dragon Realm altogether as a holy sacrifice.
Streaks of giant dragons, formed by the power of the holy sacrifice, circled the Zenith Altar. They completely locked down and stabilized the void, twisting laws, altering the years, and reversing time. No one could resist under such powerful strength. The Zenith Altar was considered mild when lacking the power of holy sacrifice, but once all the experts of the Demon Realm were sacrificed, its true might was revealed.
Moreover, Fang Han and Feng Baiyu both received tremendous replenishment.
It was fine for Fang Han, whose cultivation was at the peak of twelve eras; no one could do anything to him, and it was extremely difficult for his cultivation to increase. Feng Baiyu, however, had just advanced to the cultivation of ten eras and had yet to consolidate it. Now, coordinating with Fang Han's holy sacrifice power, the superficial power within his body solidified at once, as immovable as a mountain.
However, just as everything was under his control, a voice unexpectedly broke through the Demon Realm and transmitted in. Accompanying the voice was a majestic divine power.
Rumble… Crackle!
Like the wrath of thunder, a bursting waterfall, an erupting volcano, exploding planets, collapsing planes, and heaven rending and earth splitting, sounds descended from the sky, tearing apart Fang Han's lockdown.
Immediately after, Fang Han saw a massive stone smash through the crystal wall system, bombarding and suppressing downwards. This stone fell like a meteor. Before it entirely landed in the Demon Realm, its immeasurable shockwave had thoroughly ruptured the Demon Realm. The Zenith Altar trembled, seemingly unable to contend with the might of the massive stone.
This giant stone was shaped like a mountain, covered in jagged rocks, bearing three colors. Each color was neither green, blue, nor red… they were colors that had never appeared in the world before.
Upon seeing this mountain stone, one would see their past life, present life, and future life. The three lives were all within it; past, present, and future, everything was under control. The auras of countless long rivers of fate, time, and history fiercely rotated around this stone. Among the heavens, the number one divine artifact, the Sansheng Stone, finally revealed its might.
The Zenith Altar, the Coffin of Heavenly Burial, the Mother of All Things Sword, the Ancient Sanctuary, the Gate of Punishing Immortals… any divine object forged by an Immortal King was no match at all.
Because history's number one divine object, the Sansheng Stone, had manifested its divine might, causing gods to retreat.
"The Sansheng Stone! How could it appear here? Suddely appear?" Fang Han's heart also jolted abruptly. Grabbing upwards with a large hand, it instantly swelled by billions of trillions of times, the palm covering the entire plane, reaching for the Sansheng Stone. With his current cultivation, a single breath could obliterate a plane into flying ash.
He actually used his own physical body to forcefully grab the number one divine object, the Sansheng Stone.
Simultaneously, his mental calculations reached their limit: "Why would the Sansheng Stone appear here? The map I snatched from Hua Tiandu was left behind by the Primordial Lord. Originally, after subduing the Demon Realm, I was going to search for the remains of the Primordial Lord and the whereabouts of the Sansheng Stone. Now this stone has actually fallen into someone else's hands, how truly abominable? Could it be that Hua Tiandu found this number one divine object first? That should be impossible, or perhaps it is someone else?"
In the instant his palm covered a plane and wrapped around the Sansheng Stone, a babbling sound like a flowing spring streamed through Fang Han's mind. The Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasures and the Era Divine Array calculated to their absolute limits.
The Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasures had now truly been cultivated into Holy Grade Immortal Artifacts. Compared to the Heavenly Court's set, they were only stronger, not weaker. Even if the Heavenly Court came to attack now, they would still be beaten by him to the point of not knowing whether they were dead or alive. The newly promoted Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasures fully exhibited their Dao of calculation, rising above the Heavenly Dao.
Within Fang Han's calculations, a vague and indistinct shadow seemed to exist behind that massive Sansheng Stone. This shadow was blurry and could not be calculated, seemingly having the auras of its past, present, and future lives severed by the Sansheng Stone.
The realm of severing the past, present, and future lives was the realm of an Immortal King; it was impossible for a Heavenly Monarch. Furthermore, it required an Immortal King with profound cultivation—an ordinary Immortal King could not sever the three lives.
However, the strongest divine artifact, the Sansheng Stone, possessed this function. It was rumored that if one obtained the Sansheng Stone, at the realm of a Heavenly Monarch, they could sever the three lives, eliminate all weaknesses, elevate their realm to an inconceivable state of shattering, and comprehend the mysteries of an Immortal King, which was exceedingly beneficial for advancing to an Immortal King. Moreover, no one in the heavens would be able to calculate your whereabouts.
This was merely a part of the Sansheng Stone's power.
One must know that in this world, advancing to a Heavenly Monarch was extremely difficult, a tough step at every turn. Advancing to an Immortal King was even harder than cultivating into a Heavenly Monarch. Across many eras, those with immense luck who cultivated into Heavenly Monarchs were not few, but those who cultivated into Immortal Kings were as rare as phoenix feathers or unicorn horns, truly unexcelled.
Throughout these twenty eras, the Immortal Kings could all be named on one's fingers, whereas Heavenly Monarchs, even if not as numerous as crucian carp crossing the river, could be grabbed by the handful.
In short, obtaining the Sansheng Stone could aid a Heavenly Monarch in quickly cultivating into an Immortal King.
"Fang Han! You dare to use your physical body to stubbornly shake the Sansheng Stone; this is courting death!"
The mysterious figure behind the Sansheng Stone suddenly spoke. The voice was erratic, making Fang Han feel exceptionally familiar, yet no matter how hard he tried, he could not recall who it was. This had evidently been filtered through the power of the Sansheng Stone, making it impossible for anyone to calculate.
"Clang!"
Like a great bell and grand musical pitch, the qi shook the mountains and rivers.
Fang Han's large hand fiercely slapped onto the Sansheng Stone. This Sansheng Stone burst out streaks of essence, with ghosts and gods weeping, inscriptions of various gods, choruses of myriad Buddhas… a vast multitude of sounds.
Fang Han immediately felt a force rebounding back at him.
With a crack, his large hand shattered, the laws suffering severe distortion from the rebounding force, and the vitality within his body becoming exceedingly chaotic.
Moreover, the remaining momentum of the Sansheng Stone did not wane, crashing viciously into the Zenith Altar.
The entire altar was unexpectedly sent flying by the impact, the holy sacrifice power upon it instantly knocked apart.
The lockdown of the entire Demon Realm began to collapse. The Lord of the Buddha Realm, the Lord of the Dragon Realm, and the numerous demon lords of the Demon Realm were all able to move. Each felt as if granted a great amnesty, a profound sense of surviving a disaster arising naturally in their hearts.
"Zenith Altar! Collect!" Although Fang Han suffered a sneak attack from the Sansheng Stone, he showed not the slightest hint of surprise. His expression remained as usual as he swept his large sleeves, encompassing the sky and hiding the earth, drawing the Zenith Altar into his body. The heavenly divine objects circulated unceasingly as Feng Baiyu and the Lord of Humans and Demons both entered his body, coordinating with the Era Divine Array to serve as formation eyes.
He flew up fiercely, the scattered vitality of his shattered hand coalescing once more. The essence of martial arts emanated from his body, striking a killing blow. Thirty-three consecutive moves of the Good Fortune Divine Fist bombarded anew, crashing and slaying upon the Sansheng Stone.
"What a mighty Sansheng Stone! Truly worthy of being the number one divine object. Friend, do not hide your head and show your tail; come out and let me see exactly how formidable this Sansheng Stone has reached!" Fang Han's twin fists bombarded continuously with unparalleled ferocity. With every punch, he struck the Sansheng Stone into a tremor. With thirty-three consecutive punches, he actually managed to fix the massive Sansheng Stone in mid-air, spinning slightly.
"It really is the Sansheng Stone!"
"The number one divine object in history, the Sansheng Stone, has finally appeared. Rumor has it that this divine object vanished with the fall of the Primordial Lord."
"My heavens, the Sansheng Stone has appeared. There is no mistake, it is the Sansheng Stone, but Fang Han is actually resisting it head-on! This is a divine object capable of destroying even Immortal Kings."…
The many demon lords also recognized it as the strongest divine object left behind by the Primordial Lord. They did not know in whose hands it rested, yet they were even more shocked that Fang Han had actually genuinely stopped the Sansheng Stone in mid-air.
"Hahaha, Fang Han, I obtained the Sansheng Stone, though I am not yet familiar with all of its divine power. I rushed here today to rescue the experts of the Buddha, Dragon, and Demon realms from disaster. Once I have truly refined the remains of the Primordial Lord and completely mastered the Sansheng Stone, it will be the time of your death. For now, experts of the three realms, enter my Sansheng Stone. We shall leave first."
The powerful shadow behind the Sansheng Stone suddenly erupted with a voice. The Sansheng Stone vibrated, and countless rays of light swept out, descending upon the bodies of the many experts from the Buddha, Dragon, and Demon realms. With a thunderous shock, all the experts instantly vanished without a trace, all entering the Sansheng Stone.
Then, the Sansheng Stone vibrated and flew out towards outer space.
The Sansheng Stone acted like a giant planet; after sucking the experts of the three realms inside, it began departing from the Demon Realm.
"Fang Han, Heaven never seals off all paths, hahaha… To think the Sansheng Stone would appear at this moment. What use is it even if you possess even more heavenly divine objects? A single piece of the Sansheng Stone can destroy all your divine objects." The World's Infinite King Buddha stood upon the Sansheng Stone, laughing heartily. Looking at Fang Han in the distance, his eyes were entirely filled with venomous hatred!
"That's right, Fang Han, my Dragon Realm will fight you forever until one of us dies! If I cannot extract revenge in this era, the next era will make you beg for death!" The Eight Divisions Heavenly Monarch, Lord of the Dragon Realm, also hated Fang Han to the bone.
"Fang Han, you annihilated so many of our demon lords in the Demon Realm. Our Demon Realm will not let you off either. With the return of the Sansheng Stone and the experts of our Demon Realm renewing their vigor, just you wait for the extermination of your sect." A number of demon lords also roared viciously, issuing their most resentful curses at Fang Han.
"Fang Han, you better obediently return to the Era Faction, manage the Origin Realm, and wait for me to come to your door and wipe you out… Wash your neck clean nicely…"
The Sansheng Stone shattered the heavens and departed. The voice trailing behind it remained erratic, intensely smug, and arrogant.
"Humph! You think you can leave just like that?" Fang Han's eyes were hollow as he struck out once again.