Fang Han condensed all ancient characters into one unity, transforming them into a human shadow of his own body. Representing an incarnation outside the body, this strike of the Second Primal Spirit was a supreme method he forged upon advancing to fifteen epochs, an out-of-body kill.
It was also a great killing move strictly prepared for the Lord of Qiankun.
Now, he was testing it on Taihuangtian and the others, seeing if under one move, he could bury all the experts of the Taiyi Sect right here.
However, just as all his ancient characters condensed into a human shadow and rushed in front of the many experts of the Taiyi Sect, all the experts of the Taiyi Sect had already completed an evil and powerful summoning.
Rumble!
On the ground, a tall, stalwart figure rushed out, countless laws circulating beneath his body. This tall and stalwart figure was much like an overlord within the martial Dao, a demon king within the martial Dao, towering over the peak of the world.
Fang Han had seen an overlord within the martial Dao, the Lord of the Martial World, who mastered the character "Martial" passed down from the Gate of Eternal Life, but at this very moment, compared with this tall and stalwart figure before him, he was simply worthless.
This person entirely wore grey clothing, his face deathly pale, lacking blood, yet a noble temperament still manifested. He was not a skeleton, but cold all over, a powerful zombie evil spirit, and upon his body was an origin power aura that Fang Han was incomparably familiar with.
In the center of his brow, a faint character "Pan" appeared and disappeared intermittently.
This character "Pan" indicated his identity.
A myth of the mortal world, rumored to be a supreme Heavenly Monarch slaughtered by the Ancestor Holy King of the God Race, whose cultivation was unfathomable.
Panwu Immortal Venerable!
Panwu Immortal Venerable had fallen long ago, but who could have expected that his completely intact corpse would appear in the Immortal King Battlefield, and even turn into an evil spirit similar to the Lord of Cold Flame. Moreover, the Lord of Cold Flame was only a skeleton, whereas Panwu Immortal Venerable's body was a completely intact body of flesh and blood, incomparably tyrannical.
In the mortal world, the Heavenly Monarchs who had advanced included Panwu and Yellow Springs.
Panwu Immortal Venerable fused all the magical power of the Origin Daoist's body and his cultivation reached the peak of a Heavenly Monarch, while Emperor Yellow Springs fused all the magical power of the Reincarnation Daoist, equally terrifying, requiring the arrival of an Immortal King to suppress.
Now, as soon as this corpse of Panwu Immortal Venerable appeared, having nurtured in the Immortal King Battlefield for an unknown number of hundreds of millions of years, although he had lost his sentience and turned into a zombie evil spirit, his magical power was still extremely terrifying and dreadful. Between raising his hand and stepping his foot, he destroyed boundless heaven and earth, and with one move, the Desolate God returned.
"Great Desolate Celestial God!"
"Buzz…"
Transformed into an evil spirit, the suddenly appearing Panwu Immortal Venerable was simply incomparably fierce. Seeing Fang Han's incoming momentum, an explosive roar erupted, his fists like iron mountains. Striking out into the air, they collided with Fang Han's incarnation.
Panwu Immortal Venerable's absolute killing move from back then, the Great Desolate Celestial God!
A behemoth-like collision, a dialogue between powerhouses, the two absolute killing moves finally clashed together. Unexpectedly, no breakage resounded, because a law vortex was generated within the void of the Immortal King Battlefield, absorbing all the fluctuations inside.
However, Panwu Immortal Venerable's body shot backwards, blasted away by Fang Han in one move. Many signs of aged decay appeared on his deathly pale face.
His body seemed to be manipulated by the will of a certain powerful existence. Sweeping past, he grabbed the many experts of the Taiyi Sect in one swoop. Forcing his body, he tore open a crack in the Immortal King Battlefield, sank underground, and vanished without a trace in an instant.
In the air, the sinister voice of Taihuangtian transmitted out: "Hahaha, Fang Han, you probably couldn't even dream of how many benefits our Taiyi Sect has obtained in the Immortal King Battlefield. This corpse of Panwu Immortal Venerable was found by us under the guidance of an unprecedented Immortal King. Through many years of nurturing, he has cultivated into an evil spirit and will only grow stronger and stronger. The corpse of Emperor Yellow Springs is actually also not shattered; it is also in the Immortal King Battlefield, but it was found by someone else, and is also being祭炼 (refined). In a future moment, it will come out to deal with you."
"Fang Han, you seized the 'One' character of our Taiyi Sect, we will not let you go. We are Heavenly Monarchs empowered by many Immortal Kings, our cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds. When we appear again, it will be the day of your death." An angry voice also transmitted out from Taihuntian's mouth.
Fang Han, however, did not go in pursuit, but rather stopped, his eyes looking into the distance: "Even the corpse of Panwu Immortal Venerable has appeared, to think that someone actually refined his corpse into an evil spirit…"
In truth, although Panwu Immortal Venerable's corpse was powerful, it also could not run neck and neck with Fang Han. At most, it was at the peak of fourteen epochs of cultivation. But the reason Fang Han did not pursue or execute a killing move again was because Panwu Immortal Venerable had bestowed a succession of inheritance upon him; he could not destroy his corpse.
Otherwise, Fang Han would have executed the strongest divine ability just now, executing all the heavenly divine objects to trap all the experts of the Taiyi Sect inside and refine them one by one.
He looked at the void within the Immortal King Battlefield, his expression growing increasingly heavy: "Those Immortal Kings are all able to transmit their wills out now, all coming to deal with me. What kind of important existence am I exactly? What thing passed down from the Gate of Eternal Life? Why can I still not remember my previous life's true form? Oh right, that Red Abyss Demon Venerable and Heart Demon Old Man must surely also be in the Immortal King Battlefield. If they are empowered by the will of the Lord of Primer and oppose me, do I kill them then, or save them? And what if I cannot save them?"
Heavenly Consort Umo hid within Fang Han's immortal light, watching the curtain fall on this world-shaking great battle before her eyes. Her gaze inevitably blurred, and it wasn't until a good while later that she recovered her senses: "Congratulations to Sect Master Fang Han for obtaining another ancient character. Rumor has it that this 'One' represents a truth of heaven and earth. It had completely disappeared as early as many epochs ago, yet it appeared in the hands of these people of the Taiyi Sect. Speaking of which, this group of people like Taihuangtian of the Taiyi Sect truly possess great fortune to have grown to this stage. Back then in the mortal world, they were nothing more than a minor Heavenly Immortal, True Immortal, or Void Immortal."
"This character 'One' is indeed not bad. However, these people using Panwu Immortal Venerable's skeleton made me hold back out of scruples… They won't escape next time. I am in no hurry to chase and kill him now. Let's find the End Holy King and rescue him from the Immortal King Battlefield first." Fang Han waved his hand.
"Swish!"
His body directly left this place, shuttling through the Immortal King Battlefield once again.
This Immortal King Battlefield was truly far too massive. If searched aimlessly, one would not find a thing in a lifetime. However, in Fang Han's hand was the spiritual talisman left behind by the End Holy King.
Relying on his supreme Dao of calculation, and borrowing the power of the End Holy King's spiritual talisman, he still stood a very good chance of finding clues within this Immortal King Battlefield.
Amidst leaping and flying, wisps of aura moved far away beneath his body. He did not know how many layers of perilous hells he had shuttled through, nor how many powerful evil spirits he had witnessed, but he was completely silent and untraceable; not a single evil spirit was able to discover him.
The violent laws within this Immortal King Battlefield also could not taint his body.
He walked in another plane of the void, untainted by myriad dharmas, untouched by all gods.
Bang!
As he flew, suddenly that spiritual talisman exploded, turning into a cluster of smoke and clouds.
Fang Han was startled. His eyes looked through layers of dense fog, and with a forward sweep of his broad sleeve, he immediately parted the clouds to see the bright moon. He then saw in a massive plain, the tall body of the End Holy King densely trapped by law chains, and in his hand was held a great axe. This great axe was precisely the Artifact of Creation, the axe of the Ancestor Holy King.
Previously, Fang Han had seen this axe. The aura upon it was pitch-black, carrying the power of unearthly craftsmanship, molding worlds, permeated with the aura of nature. But now it had turned the same color as the End Holy King's skin, rippling with the aura of the Twilight of the Gods upon it.
That was to say, the End Holy King had actually already refined this divine axe, and was attempting to fuse it into one with his body.
At this time, Fang Han could already see that the End Holy King's power had not just grown by a tiny bit, but had advanced by leaps and bounds. It had also almost reached the peak of fourteen epochs. This was clearly the result of thoroughly fusing with the Artifact of Creation, the great axe.
What was the concept of an Artifact of Creation? A true Artifact of Creation was an existence that could rival an Immortal King. The Lord of Qiankun refined the Qiankun Gourd, and his cultivation had securely reached fifteen epochs. And now, for the End Holy King to have refined the Artifact of Creation great axe and his cultivation to reach the peak of fourteen epochs was nothing worth marveling at.
However, at this moment, the End Holy King had encountered major trouble.
He seemed to be trapped within a massive array, being slowly refined.
Countless chains of order and law prisons trapped him altogether, and sitting by his side were three skull-men, who were actually also evil spirits. But these three evil spirits were even more tyrannical than Panwu Immortal Venerable; they had the aura of Immortal Kings on their bodies, and their bones were section by section, actually pieced together.
It was the skeletons of many fallen Immortal Kings pieced together into these three skull-men. It was unknown who possessed such tyrannical magical power. The magical power of these three skull-men had been condensed by a boundless magical power, and all over their bodies flashed an extraordinary aura, as if true Immortal Kings had descended upon the mortal world.
"Fang Han! Do not come over! This is the will of the Ancestor Holy King. He collected Immortal King skeletons from the Immortal King Battlefield and refined them into three incarnations; their power is massive, and they want to slaughter you! His trapping me inside here is not to kill me, but to attract you over to deal with you. Leave quickly!"
Trapped within, the End Holy King suddenly saw Fang Han descending, and could not help but roar repeatedly. The Artifact of Creation great axe in his hand shook, splitting apart countless fetters! He was about to break free.
"The End, you were nurtured by me, you cannot escape." The three skull-men all emitted heavily aged, authoritative voices, carrying supreme authority. Their bodies produced cracking sounds, turning their bodies to look at Fang Han. The auras of the three skull-men were exactly identical. Patches of blood-colored mist entwined within their bodies, and then the flesh and blood upon their bodies continuously squirmed, actually transforming into true fleshly bodies.
The three fleshly bodies were each completely different.
One was tall, one was a bit small, one was aged, representing the End Holy King's previous life, this life, and next life.
"Fang Han, you have come."