What is the immortal realm?
In the most ancient, most primeval legends, the immortal realm is the myriad trillion worlds of the heavens, the origin of all worlds. Situated at an absolutely supreme position, within a mysterious space-time that no one knows. The immortal realm is practically equivalent to the Great Dao! That illusory, yet influencing every living being "Dao"!
Within the immortal realm, is that Dao of Eternal Life!
The realm where all space-time is eternally free and at ease.
Attaining the Dao and becoming immortal!
Cultivating to become immortal! This is the highest pursuit of every living being in heaven and earth. Ten layers of the physical body, ten layers of divine abilities, ten layers of longevity! That arduous cultivation realm by realm, the struggle in life and death, is all for one purpose, and that is to become immortal! To enter the immortal realm! To step into the origin of that world, the highest mysterious and vast space-time, achieving an existence admired by endless living beings, an unattainable presence.
The immortal realm's spiritual energy is the vitality upon which experts of the Longevity Secret Realm rely to survive. To become an expert of the Longevity Secret Realm, the first realm is to use one's vast spirit to sense the position of the immortal realm, and then open that gate to the immortal realm amidst the unseen void, receiving immortal energy into oneself. Achieving a lifespan of ten thousand years, an undying body, comprehending the laws of time and space… supreme dharma methods.
What Fang Han wanted to do now was to reach the sky in a single bound, to see if he could directly contact that realm of the Longevity Secret Realm.
If he could achieve it, then Fang Han would be the first person throughout the ages to reach the Longevity Secret Realm spiritually with the cultivation of the Divine Ability Fifth Layer "Heavenly Human Realm".
To this degree, no one could imagine just exactly how formidable it would be. Perhaps, perhaps it would truly make Fang Han's cultivation increase drastically, with his future realms advancing a thousand miles a day, reaching the Longevity Secret Realm within ten years.
Fiercely pressing down his agitated mood, Fang Han returned to a mind as calm as water. Transparent and clear like crystal, a spirit without the slightest impurity seeped along the root system of the World Tree into the endless and boundless void. This was his first time using his spirit to sense the profound mysteries of the void.
Within the void, there were endless and boundless space-time storms. Before reaching the Longevity Secret Realm, going to sense them would easily invite fire to burn oneself; even the soul would be twisted into powder, becoming an idiot. But right now, Fang Han was using the root system of the World Tree as protection, proceeding step by step, believing there wouldn't be any major problems.
However, following that, he sensed that things were not good.
As soon as his spirit seeped into space-time following the root hairs, Boom! Fang Han only felt the sky spinning and the earth turning! The sun and moon losing their light, all of his spirit was lost within the endless and boundless space-time. He felt that his "soul had left his body", a person isolated and helpless, deep within that distant space-time, forever unable to return.
Surrounding "Fang Han", he saw endless storms roaring, extending to the infinite distance. Those storms were all space-time storms. Not to mention a fragile soul, even experts at the first or second layer of the Longevity Secret Realm who hadn't comprehended the laws of space would be twisted into powder. But right now, beside "Fang Han", there was a burst of clear light wrapping him, preventing him from being harmed by the space-time storms.
However, the way back was already gone.
This abnormal danger meant he was completely lost, and his spirit could no longer return to his body.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter! As long as I mobilize the power of the World Tree, it will still guide me back." At this moment, Fang Han forcibly suppressed his spirit, and in a turn, generated powerful confidence, an indestructible belief, advancing fiercely step by step.
In the end, he was actually running. Within the space-time storm, running with his soul, not afraid of getting lost in the slightest.
Suddenly, ahead, the space-time storm became even more violent. The clear light surrounding his body was tottering, seemingly about to be completely twisted up! Fang Han felt waves of pain in his soul, his spirit suffering intense damage! Knowing this moment was extremely dangerous, at this critical juncture, he fiercely shook his body. All of his spirit condensed once again, his entire soul congealing into a glittering brightness, seemingly about to ignite, as if flames were appearing. His entire soul abruptly saw through to the depths of that distant space-time, where seemingly faintly existed a blurry origin point.
This was the fire of spirit.
It was something that could only be comprehended after reaching the Divine Ability Sixth Layer "Return to Origin Realm", the natal true fire, which could use the fire of spirit to calcine divine abilities, eventually forging a talisman containing various divine abilities into a Golden Core.
And the fire of spirit could also burn one's own magic power, erupting with an unimaginably powerful force normally, but it damaged one's cultivation.
In the Divine Ability Sixth Layer "Return to Origin Realm", burning magic power with the fire of spirit was used as a desperate measure.
In the Divine Ability Seventh Layer "Golden Core Realm", it was self-detonating the Golden Core, also a desperate measure.
But the Divine Ability Fifth Layer "Heavenly Human Realm" had no desperate measures.
Suddenly almost igniting the fire of spirit, and clearly seeing that mysterious origin point in infinite space-time, Fang Han felt a burst of agitation in his heart: "Could that be the immortal realm?" Preparing to desperately bore his way over.
However, right at this moment, the space-time storm became even more violent, surging over overwhelmingly. Crack! The clear light around Fang Han's body shattered like an eggshell, and his entire soul was immediately beaten to pieces.
"Pfft!"
Outside, Fang Han fiercely spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, subsequently opening his eyes, his face showing incomparable weakness. "What a pity, what a pity, if my spiritual magic power were a bit stronger, and this World Tree could extract a few more fragments, I might have been able to see the true immortal realm…"
"Fang Han, the immortal realm is not that easy to sense! Even if your magic power is ten times stronger, there is no possibility of truly contacting the gate to the immortal realm." Yan said solemnly: "Do not do such dangerous things again in the future; it is very easy to die and have your dao perish."
"It is truly dangerous, but although I didn't see what the immortal realm looks like this time, I comprehended quite a few things, and also brought back a trace of the power of the space-time storms, exactly enough to let me cultivate the Great Severing Art!" Fang Han chuckled oddly a few times. At his fingertip, a trace of a pitch-black line fluttered, seemingly like a zither string.
As it turned out, the cultivation of the Great Severing Art required the power of space, which was truly a bit difficult for experts of the Divine Ability Secret Realm. When Fang Han was in the Taiyuan Immortal Mansion, during the time Feng Baiyu attacked the hall and shook space-time, he found an opportunity to extract some, but it was still difficult to achieve success.
The "Great Severing Art" was a supreme-level Heavenly Demon divine ability. Once successfully cultivated, with a wave of five fingers, it severed space in all directions, more formidable than any magical treasure, fundamentally not needing any flying swords. Even if it encountered a peerless-grade precious artifact flying sword, it would be cleaved apart. Like that "Green Blood Soul Extinguishing Sword", it could not withstand it.
However, with Fang Han's current cultivation, it was fundamentally impossible to cultivate to the realm of grand completion and burst out space lightning.
"I have already thought it through clearly, if I'm going to cultivate, I'll go hard. For these ten days, I will use my spirit every day to sense the immortal realm! Cultivate the Great Severing Art! Comprehend the wondrous uses of space!" Fang Han suddenly extracted a massive amount of immortal realm spiritual energy into his mind, recovering his damaged spirit and magic power. Closing his eyes to meditate, he entered a state of ethereal emptiness.
Gradually, one day passed, three days passed, ten days passed…
Fang Han performed this extremely dangerous cultivation every day, his spirit honing to become sharper and sharper, and that Great Severing Art also seemed to make progress. As for "Yan", what it had to do every day was condense a massive amount of "Origin Infant Pills".
From the daily immortal realm spiritual energy, it could condense thirty-six thousand seven hundred and twenty-one Origin Infant Pills!
Not lacking in the slightest.
In ten days, it condensed over three hundred and sixty-seven thousand pills in total, storing them within the Yellow Spring Diagram. It was simply equivalent to the pill room of a mid-sized Immortal Path sect.
One person, equivalent to a sect.
In the world, besides giant sects like the Ten Tenets of the Immortal Path, Seven Branches of the Demonic Path, and Five Sects of the Demon Path, there were also many small and medium-sized sects. Among them were some with tens of thousands of people, and their entire inventory of medicinal pills might not necessarily be as much as Fang Han's.
On this day, Fang Han stood up, the entire aura of his body changing once again. Deep within the pupils of his two eyes, a powerful spiritual will power constantly flickered fiercely, seemingly about to ignite some kind of flame, burning up his spiritual will and magic power.
This ten days of cultivation, although it didn't allow his divine abilities to increase further, his vision and realm elevated quite a lot, and the aura of his entire person underwent an earth-shaking change once again.
"It is time for the trade, let's go!" Fang Han stood up, used the "Sea Mirage Qigong" to transform back into his original disguised appearance, and flew towards the "Linglong Pagoda".
"Fellow Daoist is indeed punctual. As soon as the ten days arrived, coming exactly on time to trade. I wonder if the thirty hundred thousand Origin Infant Pills are ready? My sixty million White Yang Pills here are ready, mobilizing them took a great deal of effort, requiring the approval layer by layer from the numerous Great Elders of our Linglong Blessed Land, before the medicinal pills were sanctioned down."
As soon as she saw Fang Han fly into the Linglong Pagoda, that red-clothed veiled woman Piao Yun let out a sigh of relief, seeming deeply afraid that Fang Han wouldn't come.
"The medicinal pills won't be short for you." Fang Han waved his hand, and immediately a continuous string of crystal lights flew out from his sleeve, pearl-like medicinal pills, like worthless soybeans, all piled up in the center of the floor of this great hall. Clatter clatter, clatter clatter! In the blink of an eye, they piled into a small mountain of medicinal pills! Making the red-clothed veiled woman stare dumbfounded!
"Good, good, good! Piao Yun, give him the crystal cards for the medicinal pills!" Right at this moment, a green-clothed woman walked out. Fang Han took one look and blurted out: "Golden Core expert!"
He had seen it clearly; this woman was a figure who had successfully cultivated the Daoist Golden Core. An eternal minor giant.
"I am Lian Yun, the cultivation world addresses me as Fairy Lian Yun. May I boldly ask, fellow Daoist is from which sect?" Fairy Lian Yun stared at Fang Han, having Piao Yun bring over several crystal cards for sixty million medicinal pills.
Fang Han casually accepted them, took a careful look, and found them not lacking in the slightest, withdrawable at the Tiandao Pavilion, Nine Cauldrons Pavilion, and Six Paths Alliance. There was once an example of the Wilderness Great Emperor withdrawing one billion medicinal pills in a single day, so sixty million was just a small matter.
After safely putting them away, he waved his large hand: "How is it, not lacking in the slightest! Will you verify the quality of the medicinal pills? The medicinal pills I refine are even somewhat higher quality than those of the Taiyi Sect. Purchasing them at double the price seems to still be worth it for you."
Hearing this, Piao Yun grabbed a medicinal pill in her hand, observing it carefully. A look of joy appeared on her face. That Fairy Lian Yun, however, had an exceptionally solemn expression: "You refined these medicinal pills yourself?"
"Of course. But next time I won't exchange for White Yang Pills. If the Linglong Blessed Land has any heavenly materials and earthly treasures, pure Yang magical treasures, Nine Yang Holy Water, or something like that, I am willing to trade." Fang Han thought for a moment; he now also needed pure Yang magical artifacts to let Yan devour and increase its strength.
"So fellow Daoist needs pure Yang magical artifacts? At this Tiandao Pavilion's treasure selling convention, I just received news that there seems to be a peerless-grade pure Yang precious artifact for sale, and also Nine Yang Holy Water!" Fairy Lian Yun reminded.
"What? Peerless-grade pure Yang precious artifact!" Not only Fang Han, Yan was also startled!