"What? You are willing to give me Water of Oblivion?" The Ghost Emperor's body jolted, then with a wave, he took out a piece of crystal the size of a fist. The middle of the crystal was hollow, with brilliance faintly inside, holding the vibration of spatial power, seeming to be a small space. "I just need the space within this Void Crystal stone filled with Water of Oblivion. That amount of Water of Oblivion is enough for me to temper my entire body's magic power to purity."
Fang Han took a look and knew that the space inside this Void Crystal stone was somewhat vast, capable of holding a full pond of Water of Oblivion. However, in the Yellow Springs Map, the Water of Oblivion was a surging great river not inferior to the Dragon Abyss River. A single pond of water was nothing to mention.
But, if this Ghost Emperor was given the Water of Oblivion, I'm afraid in the blink of an eye he could refine it, washing away the wronged souls in his entire body, transforming into pure magic power, and his magic power would skyrocket immediately. Furthermore, the restraining power of the Yellow Springs Map's Gate of Avici on him would be greatly weakened. This kind of thing naturally could not be done.
But at this time, he also had to stall for time, seeking a foolproof plan.
"Of course I am willing. I came to the Primeval God Temple to seek the Five Elements Spirit Roots, so as to cultivate the Five Emperors Great Demon Divine Abilities and enter the Divine Ability sixth layer Return to Oneness Realm. As the saying goes, enemies are better unknotted than tied. Since we can sit down and talk, why must we fight to the death?" Fang Han said casually: "For a person cultivating, life is paramount. Without life, what use are even more magic treasures? However, regarding what the Ghost Emperor just said, the matter of going to open the Yellow Springs Treasury… I am indeed very interested. I know the Yellow Springs Map is the key to open the treasury. Back then, when the Yellow Springs Great Emperor commanded the Yellow Springs Demon Sect, he scraped the heavens and earth and established an extremely powerful treasury. That is the main stronghold of the Yellow Springs Demon Sect. But right now it is also occupied by many elders. You, Ghost Emperor, are not the most powerful among them. In case we go and are discovered by other elders, what then?"
Hearing this, the Ghost Emperor fell silent for a while and said: "This is easy to handle. Right now, many elders are guarding the treasury, keeping each other in check. But as long as we seek an opportunity and suddenly rely on the Yellow Springs Map to enter the treasury, we can control the restriction great array of the treasury for our own use. At that time, even Longevity Secret Realm experts won't be able to do anything to us."
"That is also true…" Fang Han looked around, "Since that is the case, we don't need to be at daggers drawn either. If the Ghost Emperor withdraws the Zhetian Demon Hand, how about we talk slowly in detail?"
"Hahahahaha…" The Ghost Emperor laughed loudly: "Withdraw the Zhetian Demon Hand, do you take me, the Ghost Emperor, for a three-year-old child? So you can easily escape again? To tell the truth, today you must first hand over the Water of Oblivion to me, then we can talk in detail. If you delay time again, even risking Feng Baiyu coming, I will strike you dead on the spot!"
"Alright then! I'll first give you the Water of Oblivion. Catch it with the Void Crystal stone." Fang Han let out a sigh, waved his hand, and a yellow waterfall-like water light surged toward the Ghost Emperor.
"What tricks is this little thief pulling? He absolutely won't honestly give me the Water of Oblivion."
When the Water of Oblivion flew over, a hint of a sinister smile appeared on the Ghost Emperor's face. That "Zhetian Demon Hand" slightly wobbled, and that mass of dark clouds and black rain in the sky also began to disperse.
"Ghost Emperor, you are so ruthless! You actually make a move to sneak attack me!" Right as the Ghost Emperor moved his hand, preparing to sneak attack, Fang Han suddenly yelled out loud, giving the Ghost Emperor a shock instead, thinking to himself: "I haven't even made a move yet, how did he know… Could it be prophetic foresight?"
At this moment, Fang Han fiercely raised his hand, shot out a white light, breaking through the air and flying up: "Message Transmission Spirit Talisman! Headmaster save me!"
"Not good! The Yuhua Sect's message transmission spirit talisman!" Seeing that white light fly out, the Ghost Emperor was greatly alarmed. The Zhetian Demon Hand fiercely chased out, and at a very distant place, grabbed onto that white light in one swoop.
However, just as his Zhetian Demon Hand went to capture the message transmission spirit talisman, that yellow Yellow Springs Holy Water flying toward him from Fang Han suddenly transformed into a flood dragon! It was precisely "Yan."
Behind Yan, the Gate of Avici manifested again, carrying boundless demonic energy, grabbing toward the Ghost Emperor's body with one claw!
"I knew long ago you would sneak attack!" The Ghost Emperor's body moved suddenly. That mass of dark clouds in the sky instantly transformed back into a black rainstorm and struck down, wrapping Yan within it in an instant. Despite the Gate of Avici violently swallowing, for a short while, it could not annihilate this mass of the "Black Rain Immortal Slaughtering Great Art" divine ability.
The Ghost Emperor consumed sixty years of lifespan to launch this mass of the "Black Rain Immortal Slaughtering Great Art" just to resist the Gate of Avici, and now he finally succeeded. He could be described as an old fox.
"Blood Night King!"
At this moment, the Blood Night King transformed into a blade light and slashed toward the Ghost Emperor.
"Insignificant trick." The Ghost Emperor's body swayed, the Ghost Snake Sword flew out, meeting the Blood Night King. At the same time, his body swayed, and countless command flags rushed out from his body, directly surrounding and trapping Fang Han. Simultaneously, he beckoned with his hand, and in the sky, that mass of the "Zhetian Demon Hand" had already flown back, holding a yellow bead in its hand, seemingly having caught that message transmission spirit talisman.
The "Zhetian Demon Hand" retracted in one swipe. The Ghost Emperor took that yellow bead in his hand, and then the "Zhetian Demon Hand" flew out again, grabbing toward Fang Han, who was surrounded and trapped by the command flags.
"Haha, even your message transmission spirit talisman was caught by me, let's see what capabilities you still have? Under this Ghost Emperor's Zhetian Demon Hand and demon techniques, can you escape? Truly childish to the extreme! Such a sneak attack is also called a sneak attack? I have eaten more salt than you have eaten rice, and crossed more bridges than you have walked roads."
In a split second, the Ghost Emperor took control of the situation.
Instantly, very pleased with himself, playing with that earth-yellow bead message transmission command talisman in his hand, he actually wanted to see what exactly this message transmission spirit talisman was.
At the same time, from his body, several streaks of black air surged out again, forming a large net blotting out the sky and covering the earth. He intended to catch Fang Han and Yan all in one swoop, then wrap them up and transport them to his own cave dwelling.
However, just as he was pinching this earth-yellow bead, he discovered some abnormal things. As this bead was pinched by him, the earth-yellow primary energy on it dissipated, revealing a brilliantly golden Great Core. There were also many cracks on it, looking somewhat ruptured. Within the cracks, a massive and terrifying aura was wriggling constantly, seemingly about to explode open!
"This is… Lunar Divine Ability… Precious Moon Qi… Seven Kills Sword Dao… Shadowless Sword Body… Aurora Flame Art… Wood Dragon Force… White Tiger True Astral Energy… a total of twenty divine abilities. This is not a message transmission spirit talisman? But a Golden Core? A Golden Core containing twenty divine abilities, of extremely pure quality and extremely powerful strength!"
The Ghost Emperor only then discovered that what he was grabbing in his hand was not some message transmission spirit talisman, but a Golden Core.
And it was the Golden Core of the "Moon Piercing Bandit" that Fang Han had just collected, because the foolish "Moon Piercing Bandit" bombarded the Golden Core into the Gate of Avici and thus fell for the trick. Fang Han threw it out treating it as a message transmission spirit talisman.
"Is this Fang Han's brain broken? Throwing out a Golden Core as a message transmission spirit talisman? That shouldn't be? A dog pushed into a corner jumping over a wall? That shouldn't be either? What exactly does this mean?" For a moment, the Ghost Emperor's brain was somewhat scrambled by Fang Han, unable to wrap his head around it.
This was just a matter of a split second, the time of a spark off a flint.
Just as he was considering whether Fang Han was stupid for throwing out the Golden Core as a message transmission spirit talisman, a voice from Fang Han came from within that Golden Core. This voice was a word that couldn't be simpler, and that was "Detonate."
This word was like a death-urging talisman, snapping the Ghost Emperor awake.
"So, so this is a scheme! He wants to detonate this Golden Core! To blow me to death! So malicious, so insidious! Even the Yellow Springs Great Emperor had a mind as dangerous as mountains and rivers, and a chest as deep as a city mansion, but was he this malicious? He is even more malicious than the Yellow Springs Great Emperor! Not good! Cannot let the Golden Core explode! I, the Ghost Emperor, actually also fell for someone's trick…"
When the word "Detonate" was conveyed from inside the Golden Core, the Ghost Emperor suddenly saw the light. The strange thing was that in his mind, in an instant, he actually recalled all his past events once over, and only then did his body fiercely emit demon techniques to suppress this Golden Core. At the same time, his "Heaven and Earth Dharma Manifestation" Nine Ghosts Primal Spirit escaped, rising out from his head.
But it was too late!
That Golden Core was thoroughly triggered by a wisp of Fang Han's divine sense. Abruptly, an unparalleled destructive force erupted from the Ghost Emperor's hand.
A Golden Core, in moments of urgency, Fang Han could not refine it. But detonating it was still possible. Another person's Golden Core was a powder keg; just a tiny spark was enough to create the power of the heavens collapsing and the earth splitting.
However, after obtaining a Golden Core, not even a fool would detonate it, but would refine it themselves to obtain the divine abilities contained within.
Yet Fang Han executed a scheme, making the Golden Core explode in the Ghost Emperor's hands. It could be said to be vicious to the extreme, ruthless to the extreme. Deceiving the heavens to cross the sea, borrowing a knife to kill a person, making a feint to the east and attacking in the west… ruthless stratagems were all calculated and included within.
"Bang!"
Rumble! Rumble!
Like a thousand or a hundred volcanoes erupting together, the great earth destroyed, firelight rushing to the heavens. Massive heaven and earth primary energy ran out of control, boundless violent gales sweeping in all directions. Those violent winds uprooted primeval ancient trees one by one, and even some hilltops were directly blown up.
A massive mushroom cloud, centered on the Ghost Emperor, rose up slowly.
And the "Dark Soul Throne" the Ghost Emperor sat on turned entirely to nothingness. Even the land below was blasted into a large crater, turning into a miniature lake. All the soil flew into midair, was blown far away by the wind, and rained down as a mud rain with a crackle and rattle.
The power of a Golden Core explosion was massive to such a degree!
"Did it succeed?" Fang Han was just deploying divine abilities all over his body to fight against that Zhetian Demon Hand, when he felt the unparalleled explosion, and subsequently the spirituality of the Zhetian Demon Hand greatly decreased!
"Little thief Fang Han, I share an irreconcilable enmity with you! You are the true devil!" Right at this moment, from within that massive mushroom cloud, a completely tattered Nine Ghosts Primal Spirit with three heads and six arms rushed out from it, its primary energy severely injured, fleeing outwards.
"It actually didn't bomb him to death! Yan! Capture! Absolutely cannot let him escape!"
Fang Han glared with wide eyes, going all out.