The Lord of Chana was stagnant with shock. His current cultivation could be said to be advancing by leaps and bounds, having already reached the level of twelve epochs. Even in this Boundary Above Boundary, he was an upper-tier expert. Unfortunately, he encountered Fang Han. He wanted to test Fang Han's strength, but was directly shaken to the ground by Fang Han; he couldn't even withstand a single breath blown out.
The difference between the cultivation of fourteen epochs and twelve epochs was simply too great.
The Lord of Chana had seen all sorts of experts. He also knew of some overlords with the cultivation of thirteen epochs, but even they couldn't possibly blow him down with a single breath.
Only an invincible figure with the cultivation of fourteen epochs could subdue him so effortlessly, rendering him absolutely devoid of the ability to resist.
"What's wrong? Are you unconvinced? If you are unconvinced, then call your master, the Lord of Qiankun, over to discuss with me and see if the item I won in the auction can be taken! Let's see if you have the qualifications to interrogate me!" Fang Han's tone was exceedingly forceful. Looking askance at the Lord of Chana, a sinister and cruel smile appeared on his face.
"You…" The Lord of Chana was so angry he couldn't speak.
However, facing the overbearing Fang Han, he truly had no way to resist. The other party clearly displayed the cultivation of fourteen epochs, which was absolutely not something he could contend with. Even if it wasn't comparable to the Lord of Qiankun, who had a cultivation of fifteen epochs, it was still enough to sit on equal footing with the Lord of Qiankun.
In reality, some of the current magnates, the Lord of Yin and Yang, the Ancestor Master Dual Ceremonies, the Lord of Fresh Blood… these magnates all possessed the cultivation of fourteen epochs and frequently cooperated with the Lord of Qiankun to explore magical treasure ruins in the Immortal King Battlefield.
The status of having a cultivation of fourteen epochs was entirely different.
Strength was status; it was the foundation.
"What? Do you have anything else to say?" The aura around Fang Han grew thicker and thicker.
"I… I dare not. Senior, please enjoy the auction here. This junior will take his leave." Climbing up with deep hatred, the Lord of Chana forcibly endured the humiliation and anger in his heart and retreated along with the several Qiankun City disciples just like that.
As soon as he retreated, the Lord of Chana disappeared, hiding behind the scenes and beginning to roar: "Detestable, detestable, what a tremendous humiliation! Such a humiliation I have only ever endured before Immortal King Good Fortune. Immortal King Good Fortune made me kneel, and although I knelt, the other party was an Immortal King! Now, this detestable person dares to call himself 'This Seat' in front of me. I am going to kill him! One day, I will make him kneel before me."
"Lord of Pill, is this person Fang Han?"
A Heavenly Lord beside him asked.
This Heavenly Lord was unexpectedly a supreme figure who had followed the Lord of the Pill Realm into reincarnation back in the day.
"It shouldn't be. If Fang Han had such strength, wouldn't that be disastrous? He achieved the status of Heavenly Lord within my Pill Realm. How short of a time has passed since then? To reach the cultivation of fourteen epochs, even if he were the reincarnation of an Immortal King, it would be impossible." The Lord of Chana thoroughly calmed down, revealing a savage expression on his face: "However, as for this person, I am not his match for now. I must wait for an opportunity. Anyone who has humiliated me, the Lord of Chana, will be made to pay an unforgettable price. Not even Immortal King Good Fortune is an exception."
Inside the VIP private box, Heavenly Lord Night Emperor said to Fang Han: "Sect Master, was this appropriate? You humiliated the Lord of Chana to his face. If the Lord of Chana really tells the Lord of Qiankun, we might face some trouble. The Lord of Qiankun is fiercely protective of his own; back in the day, he dared to oppose Immortal King Good Fortune for the sake of his disciple."
"This is of no consequence. Although the Lord of Qiankun's magical power is higher than mine, he cannot do anything to me. But I find it strange: with Immortal King Good Fortune's strength back then, pushing horizontally across boundless worlds and blasting apart the heavens, the Lord of Qiankun shouldn't have been his match either. Why did he spare their master and disciple? Perhaps there are hidden circumstances." Fang Han waved his hand, calculating for a moment: "This Lord of Chana, he is roaring, wanting to deal with me, but he does not know that I have just planted the seed of destiny in his body. It can erupt at any time, blowing him to fine powder, and all of his essence energy will be completely absorbed by me…"
Hearing these words made Heavenly Lord Night Emperor shudder once again.
Subsequently, his eyes went straight as he saw that within Fang Han's palm, an identical Lord of Chana appeared, roaring, howling, and simultaneously speaking sentence by sentence. This clearly showed that he was thoroughly grasped within his hands.
The profound mysteries of the Great Destiny Technique—he now could not even fathom its true might.
"Alright, I am now going to thoroughly refine the Great Void Divine Iron and this word 'Longevity'. Humph! In both divine objects, there are imprints of the Lord of Qiankun. Others cannot detect them, but I can ultimately know them. Destiny is formless! No matter how formidable his Dao techniques are, could they be more powerful than the Great Destiny Technique?"
With a movement of Fang Han's body, amidst the unseen void, a massive destiny descended. Immediately, the Great Void Divine Iron and the word "Longevity" within his body thoroughly melted, becoming an array core of the Epoch Divine Array. During the refinement, a small gourd mark appeared on them. This mark was the mark of the Lord of Qiankun, showing the insidiousness of the Lord of Qiankun. While bringing these items out for auction, the ownership actually remained his.
If it were an expert with the same fourteen epochs of cultivation as Fang Han, even if they knew of this imprint, they would be unable to refine and peel it off, because it was planted by an invincible figure with fifteen epochs of cultivation.
They might not even know the location of this imprint. If they rashly refined the divine object, the outcome could be imagined: they would be thoroughly controlled by the Lord of Qiankun, unable to extricate themselves.
But Fang Han was different. His Great Destiny Technique far surpassed all Dao techniques. Even Immortal Kings could not know its profound mysteries, let alone the Lord of Qiankun.
Now, having peeled the imprints out and re-sealed them using the Great Destiny Technique, not only could the Lord of Qiankun no longer sense them, but in the future, Fang Han could even utilize these imprints to launch attacks against him.
The two gourd-shaped marks were sealed by the power of destiny and fell into Fang Han's hands. A smile surfaced on his face: "Lord of Qiankun, you probably couldn't imagine even in your dreams. You thought that in an era without Immortal Kings, your Dao techniques were the number one in the universe of heaven and earth, but the Great Destiny Technique completely suppresses you."
Taking a long, deep breath, after the baptism of the Great Destiny Technique, this word "Longevity" exerted its maximum power. Streams of lifespan power were released, and every single crystal divine kingdom within Fang Han's body began to revolve.
The Great Void Divine Iron was one thing, not adding much to Fang Han's cultivation, but this word "Longevity" was different. Characters flowing out from the Gate of Eternal Life grew stronger as one's cultivation increased. The higher the cultivation, the greater the might.
As his lifespan surged wildly, Fang Han exhaled a long breath once again, feeling that his cultivation of fourteen epochs had become even more consolidated.
"The cultivation of fifteen epochs is difficult to break through, but it's not without a way. I will descend to the lower realm, slay Heavenly Mother, snatch the thirty-three ancient characters, and then slay Hua Tiandu to obtain the skeleton of the Lord of Origin and the Three Lifetimes Stone. Then I can break through this cultivation level. Let alone fifteen epochs, even sixteen epochs can be cultivated." Fang Han had a well-thought-out plan in his chest: "Hua Tiandu, that piece of trash, simply cannot utilize the skeleton of the Lord of Origin and the Three Lifetimes Stone. But once that Three Lifetimes Stone falls into my hands, with the baptism of the Great Destiny Technique, it will bloom with truly invincible radiance."
Just as Fang Han digested the Great Void Divine Iron and the word "Longevity", the auction below commenced once again.
Piece after piece of rare divine objects of the heavens, set after set of massively powerful Sacred Grade Immortal Artifacts, were carried onto the center of the display stage. However, Fang Han did not make a move. This was not because he lacked Immortal King Pills, but because these items were not worth his action. If an individual bought everything, it would inevitably be too ostentatious.
However, this behavior led people to believe that he had spent all his Immortal King Pills, and some overlords who were paying attention to him also shifted their gazes away.
A full few hours passed, and many divine objects of the heavens were finally successfully auctioned off. Reaching the end, the grand finale finally began. Many Heavenly Lords joined forces and carried out a massive portal. This portal crushed eternity itself, almost capable of directly blowing everyone away.
This large gate was made of stone, and four large words were written upon it: Heaven and Earth Mysterious Gate!
Among them, the word 'Mysterious' was the most massive. It was an authentic character flowing out from the Gate of Eternal Life, and the huge word "Mysterious" displayed invincible might. The other three words were also written by an Immortal King, with strokes like iron hooks and silver lines, each conveying the imposing aura of swallowing the universe and covering the eight wastelands.
The final grand finale divine object had finally appeared.
Giving endless shock to everyone, such a divine object was actually brought out for auction. An invincible divine artifact forged by ancient Immortal Kings, the sacred artifact controlling the profound gates.
Its mere coercive pressure was enough to suffocate many Heavenly Lords.
"Everyone, this Heaven and Earth Mysterious Gate is the grand finale profound item of today's auction. Everyone knows this is a divine object forged by Immortal King Xuanmen. Its might is immense, and it is not easy to control. Whoever obtains it can become a leader of the profound gates." The Lord of Lizhen also looked at this Heaven and Earth Mysterious Gate, envy appearing on his face. He wanted to obtain it himself, but unfortunately, it was merely a delusion.
All the experts present held their breath. They gathered all their strength, wanting to compete for this portal. Many overlords felt their minds agitating, waiting for the Lord of Lizhen to announce the starting bid for this Heaven and Earth Mysterious Gate.
The Lord of Lizhen swallowed a mouthful of saliva and slowly announced the starting bid: "The starting bid for this Heaven and Earth Mysterious Gate is ten billion! Each bid increment must not be less than one billion."
Whoosh!
Many overlords and experts felt their hearts sink upon hearing this number. A number like ten billion Immortal King Pills was no longer something ordinary people could endure. Unless it was that kind of super giant, and this was only the starting bid. If genuine competition ensued, to what level would it reach?
A brief silence.
The atmosphere actually turned frigid.
A starting bid of ten billion was enough to crush ninety-nine percent of the experts.
"Eleven billion!" Right at this moment, that yellow-robed young master actually began to bid. His face was completely filled with an expression of fanatical fervor.
"One hundred billion!"
At this time, Fang Han stood up from the kingly throne, his eyes devoid of any emotion, and spoke a number.