"I definitely will not disappoint Senior Sister." Having Fang Qingxue lead the vanguard, Fang Han naturally wanted to challenge the majesty of the Taiyi Sect and establish his own illustrious reputation.
Although he already knew that Fang Qingxue suspected he had the "Yellow Spring Diagram" on him, and that this matter would certainly not rest peacefully, now was not the time for internal strife.
Internal strife at this moment would be pure foolishness.
Anyone with a normal mind would not do it. However, Fang Han would absolutely not relax his vigilance either. He was pondering how to muddy the waters so that Fang Qingxue could not interrogate him about the "Yellow Spring Diagram."
Once the matter ended, Fang Han knew he likely couldn't face Fang Qingxue's interrogation, and in terms of strength, he was very likely not her match. Just now, with a single strike, Fang Qingxue routed the combined forces of six great Zhenren—experts of the fifth realm of the divine ability sequence, the Heaven-Man Realm. Her strength was outstanding, actually surpassing the Golden Pill.
Although he himself had obtained the demonic blade "Blood Firmament," possessed the Five Hells King Cauldron, over two hundred thousand heavenly demons, the magic power of fifty thousand galloping fiery horses, and secretly had the trump card that was the Yellow Spring Diagram, he still could not contend against a complete ancient "Indestructible Lightning Talisman."
Only if he cultivated to the "Heaven-Man Realm," and then refined the "Fire Sovereign Qi," "Metal Sovereign Slash," "Water Sovereign Fist," and "Earth Sovereign Dao," merging the five elements into one with the Heaven and Earth Origin Formula, and exerting the power of the demonic blade, the King Cauldron, and the Yellow Spring Diagram to the extreme, could he evenly match her.
Of course, if Yan restored his strength, they naturally wouldn't fear Fang Qingxue either. But rather than counting on Yan to restore his strength, it would be better to count on himself successfully cultivating the Golden Pill. Probably even by the time Fang Han cultivated to the seventh or eighth realm of the divine ability sequence, Yan would still be far from restored.
Having swallowed such a large alms bowl of Nine Yang Holy Water, Yan only recovered to the Heaven-Man Realm. For every realm advanced in the future, who knew how many pure yang supreme treasures would need to be devoured.
"I must think of a way to make Fang Qingxue have no time to mind me! It would be great if she fought with the experts of the Taiyi Sect and got injured…" While preparing to strike, Fang Han schemed, concurrently communicating mentally with "Yan": "Yan, if we dealt with Fang Qingxue right now, how much certainty do we have?"
"The certainty is not very high. The Indestructible Lightning Talisman is a Dao artifact of the same level as me, perhaps even slightly older than me. If I were at my prime, I wouldn't fear it. However, if Fang Qingxue wants to kill us, it won't be that easy either. We are not her match, but if we want to run, she might not necessarily be able to truly kill us."
Yan stated solemnly.
"Can we still run away? I never expected to have grown to this extent. A year ago, Fang Qingxue held my life and death in her hands." Fang Han felt a sense of relief in his heart: "Presumably Fang Qingxue also understands that I can escape. Since that is so, there is still much to be done…"
Just amidst to these psychological changes within Fang Han, the entire scene suddenly fell dead silent.
Even the Demonic Commander and "Zhao Xuanyi," after exchanging two moves, retracted their gang qi and ceased fighting. The disciples of various major sects whispered among themselves, seemingly highly apprehensive of the suddenly appeared Fang Qingxue, considering her even above the Demonic Commander.
"Fang Qingxue, as a disciple of the Yuhua Sect, why did you stop us from killing the demon head? Could it be you want to enter the demonic path? Do not forget, every word and action of yours right now represents the Yuhua Sect! The Demonic Commander killed disciples of my Taiyi Sect, and along the way killed numerous fellow Daoists. What are your intentions in helping him? Could it be you want my Taiyi Sect to invoke the Heavenly Dao Pursuit Order again to deal with you?"
Fushou Zhenren shouted abruptly.
Having been routed by a single lightning strike just now, he had managed to dissolve the residual lightning gang qi in his body with great difficulty, and immediately yelled angrily in accusation.
"Fang Qingxue, you had better think thrice. Do not become a sinner of the immortal dao through the ages." Changchun Zhenren's gaze was venomous, his tone extremely heavy.
"When did I help the Demonic Commander? When did I stop you from killing the demon head?" Fang Qingxue feigned a tone of confusion, smiling yet not quite smiling. "Just now, when the Demonic Commander and Zhao Xuanyi struck, did the lightning I emit ever reach there? I was rescuing the true disciple of my Yuhua Sect, Fang Han. Speaking of this, I actually want to ask: Fang Han is a true disciple of my Yuhua Sect, on what grounds does your Taiyi Sect want to kill him? Even if he committed a monstrous error, it is up to the supreme headmaster and the Heavenly Punishment Elder of my Yuhua Sect to sanction him. Aren't you overstepping your authority far too much? Do you really consider your Taiyi Sect to be the leader of the Ten Sects of the Immortal Dao? Does this mean that in the future, if you find the supreme headmaster of any sect displeasing to your eyes, you can appoint or dismiss them at will?"
"This…"
Fushou Zhenren was temporarily at a loss for words. Indeed, just now Fang Qingxue had not helped the Demonic Commander, only Fang Han. However, rumors said Fang Qingxue's relationship with the Demonic Commander was fairly deep, so upon her appearance, they subconsciously assumed she came to help him, never anticipating being caught by the other party's leverage. Moreover, Fang Qingxue spoke sharply, every word resonating with power; especially the last sentence, which intended to draw the Taiyi Sect into a position opposing all immortal dao sects. It was particularly ruthless.
He wanted to retort, but simply could not find the words to do so.
"Saying our Taiyi Sect appoints or dismisses immortal dao supremes at will, could it be you intend to sow discord in the relations among our Ten Sects of the Immortal Dao? Harboring ulterior motives!" Zhao Xuanyi spoke up: "Furthermore, just now this child Fang Han secretly aided the Demonic Commander. The situation was critical; if we had not executed him first and reported later, who knows how many fellow Daoists would have been murdered. The arrow was on the bowstring and had to be loosed! My original intention was also merely to capture this child, then hand him back to the Yuhua Sect, and then convict him."
Zhao Xuanyi was an expert who had successfully cultivated the Golden Pill. His words carried immense weight. As soon as he opened his mouth, many Daoist portal disciples present also chimed in in agreement.
"Senior Brother Zhao's words are not false. Fortunately we retreated quickly, otherwise we truly would have been killed by the Demonic Commander."
"Indeed, indeed. That Fang Han flashing the demonic blade disturbed my mind, and Fang Han is a member of the Fang Family; someone from the Fang Family naturally wants to help the Demonic Commander."
A disciple of the "Sun Moon Sword Sect" and a disciple of the "One Origin Sect" discussed.
"Zhao Xuanyi, you fart!" Right at this moment, a voice erupted suddenly. Everyone was greatly shocked, their faces turning the color of dirt. Who dared to directly curse a powerhouse like Zhao Xuanyi? They hurriedly looked over, only to find it was Fang Han: "This person is truly audacious beyond bounds!"
Even the Demonic Commander, standing proudly in the air, praised in admiration: "Well cursed!"
Fang Han merely sneered continuously, his lips and tongue veritable swords and spears: "You clearly saw that I eliminated the Seven Leaves Demon Lord, grew jealous in your hearts, and coveted the two supreme grade treasure artifacts—the demonic blade Blood Firmament and the Five Hells King Cauldron, so you wanted to murder me and plunder my goods, and thereby slandered me as having entered the demonic path? Hehe, this is the customary method of your Taiyi Sect! Don't think I don't know, moreover, you have long harbored the wild ambition to control my Yuhua Sect, thus assisting the Yuhua Sect's Hua Tiandu, just waiting for him to cultivate to the Longevity Realm so he might perhaps slowly seize the grand power of my sect. You wanting to set up some law enforcement alliance of elite sect disciples, isn't this the wild ambition of a wolf, known to everyone on the street? Your Taiyi Sect forcibly divides the Heavenly Dao, spouting nonsense about merit, and in the future even wants to determine heavenly tribulations based on merit. If we immortal dao disciples do not act according to your merit, you will rain down tribulations to bring about our deaths. The immortal dao is inherently about being carefree and unrestrained, yet you wish to forcefully bind the cultivators between heaven and earth. This ambition surpasses even the demonic path. Everyone, you absolutely must be careful not to be swallowed up step by step by the Taiyi Sect. Today he can use the excuse of entering the demonic path to deal with me; tomorrow, if you obtain some immortal encounter and master an upper-grade magic treasure, they will deal with you in the same way!"
This speech poured from Fang Han's mouth rapidly, like a string of firecrackers. While alarmist, it was highly inflammatory, concurrently not forgetting to sling mud upon Hua Tiandu.
Certain immortal dao disciples, listening to this speech, secretly lowered their heads, naturally agreeing in their hearts.
"You are seeking death!"
Zhao Xuanyi finally could endure it no longer. As a disciple of the Taiyi Sect who had successfully cultivated the Daoist Golden Pill, his position was high and his power great. Wherever he went, he commanded respect from all sides; if he visited other immortal dao sects, elders would come out to welcome him with immense ostentation, let alone having someone hurl abuses at him.
For a lowly disciple like Fang Han to be so bold and challenge his majesty, how could he endure it?
Raising his hand, a miniature storm condensed into form in his palm in the blink of an eye. Tossing it at Fang Han, instantly a violent gale erupted above Fang Han's head. A tornado struck down, enveloping his entire body.
"So formidable? Is this the strength of a Golden Pill level expert?"
Fang Han immediately felt the sky turn dark and the earth gloomy, all scenery vanishing completely. The loud wind by his ears was like arrows, swoosh swoosh swoosh, pouring into his pores, blowing his five viscera backward and turning his brain into paste. He had a sensation that his entire body was about to turn into ashes.
This move was like a great tribulation of heaven and earth, unexpectedly irresistible.
Fang Han tried to draw up his gang qi but surprisingly could not muster it.
Fortunately, the World Tree at his glabella quietly activated. Deriving its roots, it actually blocked all his pores. The hairs within every single pore combined with the roots of the World Tree, absorbing quite a bit of this hurricane. Only then did Fang Han feel slightly better. Drawing up his gang qi again, he circulated it throughout his entire body. His Wood Sovereign Gang Qi spun uniformly around him and suddenly expanded outward, producing a series of explosions, finally managing to resist the hurricane from invading further inward.
However, this hurricane still wrapped around him, spinning with all its might, seemingly like a millstone, trapping him.
The crowd only saw that, with a wave of Zhao Xuanyi's hand, Fang Han was enveloped by a mass of black storm, spun up into midair, struggling with all his might yet to no avail. Within it, violent winds howled angrily, like ghosts crying and gods wailing.
"Yan, what divine ability is this? To be this formidable; if I didn't have the World Tree, I would have already been blown into ashes." Unable to break open this mass of black storm, Fang Han hurriedly communicated.
Before "Yan" could speak, Fang Qingxue took a step forward. Her five fingers like hooks, lightning shot out, directly bombarding the black storm enveloping Fang Han. A flash of lightning flickered, and this mass of black storm disintegrated immediately.
Subsequently, Fang Qingxue looked at Fang Han with a bizarre gaze, then stared at Zhao Xuanyi, sneering continuously: "What a good method! The Black Sun Wind Disaster, one of the supreme great methods of the Twelve Mysterious Gates of the Taiyi Sect! You actually use it to deal with a disciple of my Yuhua Sect. I am forced to experience this; unleash all the Twelve Methods of the Mysterious Gates, the Three Disasters and Nine Calamities of your Taiyi Sect! It's just unknown whether you have successfully cultivated all of them or not!"
"The Taiyi Sect's Twelve Methods of the Mysterious Gates are also called the Three Disasters and Nine Calamities! What he used to deal with you just now was the Black Sun Wind Disaster, and there is also the Great Sun Fire Disaster, the Doomsday Heavenly Disaster! Extremely formidable; every single divine ability is equivalent to demonic sect divine abilities like the Great Cutting Art and the Great Disintegration Art. Exclusively possessed by the Taiyi Sect. My Yellow Spring Sect always wanted to learn the Three Disasters and Nine Calamities, the Twelve Methods of the Mysterious Gates, but never got what we wished for."
"Yan" said: "However, even this Black Sun Wind Disaster just now failed to kill you; you have become famous in one fell swoop."