These two hundred-treasure bags were very large. At a glance, they were distinct from the ordinary, seeming as if they could hold many things inside.
The hundred-treasure bag of the "Moon Piercing Bandit" was embroidered with a crescent moon and was also tied with a silk thread, forming a rather exquisite knot, which was a small array formation.
Fang Han did not even look at it. He directly grabbed it with his left hand, and this exquisite knot, along with the small array formation contained within it, entirely turned into black flying ash. He actually used brute force to crack it. Once the Heaven Shrouding Demonic Hand was unleashed, covering the sky with a single hand, why would it care about such petty tricks? Let alone that the demonic hand had merged into Fang Han's flesh and blood. Nourished by the Five Emperors Great Demonic Astral Qi, it would gradually undergo changes, making it even more deft and smooth for Fang Han to use.
Opening this hundred-treasure bag at once, Baby Nebula hurriedly leaned in and looked inside with his eyes.
Whoosh whoosh!
Just as this hundred-treasure bag was opened, a streak of golden light rushed out from within, turning into a massive fist that bombarded toward Baby Nebula's eyes, startling him so much that he hurriedly retreated.
Subsequently, this wisp of golden light flew out, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a giant man emitting golden light all over, standing a zhang and six feet tall. His entire body had knotted muscles, and his skin seemed as if butter had been smeared over bronze, each block radiating with explosive power. The giant man held a large iron staff; one side was a sharp crescent blade, and the other side was a shovel. It was unknown what kind of weapon this was, and it chopped straight down at Fang Han.
That immense power struck the surrounding air until it surged turbulently, acting completely like a thousand-zhang waterfall dropping downward.
"What is this thing? A puppet golem?" Fang Han recognized it at a glance. The true body of this golden giant man was actually a small puppet, a golden figure the size of a fist. However, the manifested fierce and mighty giant image was fully capable of shocking people's hearts and possessed boundless strength. Compared to the puppets of any sect, such as mechanical iron demons or vajra demons, it was much stronger.
However, this giant man did not pose any threat to him.
Grabbing outward with his left hand, he instantly pinched this giant man.
The giant man seemed somewhat afraid, letting out fierce roars as it gradually shrank.
Seemingly affected by the giant man's roars, suddenly, seventeen streaks of golden light flew out from the hundred-treasure bag once again, transforming into seventeen golden figures of varied statures and completely different appearances. Some golden figures had extremely long eyebrows, some had long arms, some had long legs…
Together with the previous golden figure, there were a total of eighteen figures.
These eighteen golden figures violently linked their powers together, actually forming a grand array that slowly surrounded him.
"What immense power! But a puppet is ultimately a puppet!" Fang Han tore with his left hand once again, instantly tearing this grand array apart. The demonic hand emitted boundless suction force, drawing all eighteen golden figures over and suppressing them at once. Subsequently, the eighteen golden figures revealed their true forms.
They were all small golden puppet figures the size of a fist, emitting the scent of sandalwood. These golden figures were all bald and wore clothes that exposed their chests and breasts, not resembling the attire of the Xuanhuang Great World.
Carved onto the bodies of these eighteen golden figures were numerous twisted characters, and it was unknown what material they were refined from. However, at a glance, they were extremely formidable puppets.
"Fang Han, if my memory does not fail me, these eighteen golden figures are also dharma tools of the extraterritorial Buddhist Sect. Like the Great Brahma Radiant Ship, they are extremely formidable and are called the Eighteen Arhats. They can automatically devour Heavenly Demons to increase their power. The more Heavenly Demons they devour, the greater their power." Ever since Yan opened the Gate of Avici, not only had his power grown stronger, but his memory had also become much more complete.
"Great treasures! But now is not the time to study them. Let's see what else is in the hundred-treasure bag." Fang Han stored away these eighteen little golden puppet figures and checked the Moon Piercing Bandit's hundred-treasure bag once again.
This time, however, nothing else rushed out.
Within it, Fang Han saw a massive amount of medicinal pills. Unexpectedly, they were all Nascent Soul Pills. There was also some Nine Yang Holy Water and Six Yang Holy Water. Besides this, there was a vast amount of dharma crystal jade stones that replenished magic power! Moreover, every single crystal stone was of extremely high quality. Clearly, they were holy objects for replenishing magic power.
This was nothing much and was not worth paying extra attention to. But subsequently, he actually discovered a jade-plate sword manual. Amidst the jade-textured patterns on it, countless small figures holding swords flickered. Some small figures were sitting in meditation and refining qi, some were facing their swords and breathing, and some small figures were wielding swords to kill.
"Spreading Moon Sword Manual!"
On this sword manual, a few large characters were written. It was the cultivation secret manual of a sword faction. It contained several divine abilities of sword cultivation, as well as the application of sword techniques.
However, Fang Han had no interest in sword techniques either, and he also had no time to be distracted by cultivating other divine abilities, so he did not look at the sword manual and continued searching for other treasures.
Next to this sword manual actually hung eighty-one sword sheaths. Inside each sword sheath was a precious sword, and on the hilt of the precious sword, there was a crescent moon-shaped mark.
Behind the eighty-one sword sheaths was a massive array diagram. Painted on it were a thousand bright moons, all emitting bright and clear radiance. Below the diagram, there was a vermilion seal. On the seal were four small words: "Spreading Moon Sword Diagram".
"Good heavens! It's actually a complete set of a sword array! Even the array diagram is complete! How much effort must have been expended to refine this completely?"
Fang Han took one look and knew that this was an earth-shattering sword array.
The Spreading Moon Sword Array!
"Good stuff, good stuff." Fang Han exclaimed with clicks of his tongue, inwardly sighing that the Forty Great Bandits truly lived up to their reputation. To what extent had the power of these eighty-one precious swords, combined with the array diagram, reached? He himself was not clear, and he would have to let someone else test it out sometime.
At present, the inventory of the Moon Piercing Bandit's hundred-treasure bag was complete.
Next was the Star Extinguishing Bandit's hundred-treasure bag.
Besides finding a massive amount of medicinal pills and holy water, Fang Han actually only discovered a single magic treasure. It was a massive bow! Nocked on the bow was an arrow. That bow seemed like an endless confluence of stars, and the bowstring was a brilliant lightning bolt.
Yet that arrow was an unadorned and plain iron arrow.
"Great treasure, great treasure, this is the Falling Star Bow and the Shooting Star Arrow, also a peak-grade treasure artifact. Its value is not below the Great Brahma Radiant Ship. Moreover, this bow and arrow is not a defensive magic treasure; it is purely used to shoot and kill enemies. The Forty Great Bandits are indeed great tycoons! Although they have no dao artifacts, every single one of these items is a premium product!"
Yan cheered and jumped for joy.
"We will study these things carefully after going back. The priority now is to find the Five Elements Spiritual Roots. Let me open the map to see which one is the divine temple harboring the Five Elements Spiritual Roots." After finishing looking at the hundred-treasure bags, Fang Han opened the map obtained from the Black Iron True Person.
Truth be told, peak-grade treasure artifacts were things the cultivation world dreamed of seeking, but Fang Han did not cherish them much. The pressing matter of the moment was to cultivate to the Mystic Realm of Divine Abilities Sixth Layer, the Return to One Realm. Only then would his strength have a qualitative leap. Besides this, having even more treasures would not be of much use.
There were hundreds of thousands, or even over a million Barbaric Divine Temples, of varying sizes. Seeking that out one by one was simply impossible.
The map obtained from the "Black Iron True Person" was indeed detailed. It had marked out almost all of the divine temples. Some divine temples were even marked with blood-red characters, indicating that inexplicable danger lurked within them.
There was a total of hundreds of thousands or even a million Barbaric Divine Temples standing tall within the boundless and endless jungle. If one did not have a definite map to search for a certain item within, it would simply be like fishing for a needle in the ocean. But having a map made things much better; one only needed to clarify a target and fly directly over to take it.
Carefully examining the map, Fang Han flew up again, surveying the appearance of each towering divine temple, linking the map to the actual terrain.
"Let's go! We will fly toward the middle!"
Fang Han flew out from within the divine temple and ascended into midair. He saw countless divine temples standing tall upon the vast earth, not in the slightest inferior to the buildings of the Great Xuan Empire. One could even imagine that during the prime of these Barbaric Divine Temples, they were even stronger and more prosperous than the Great Xuan Empire.
Some divine temples were even like mountain peaks, towering straight into the clouds. It was unknown how such tall and grand buildings had been constructed in the past.
Just as Fang Han was searching for the Five Elements Spiritual Roots within the divine temples, Meng Shaobai had already returned to the Yuhua Sect. He also stirred up a massive uproar.
It turned out that when Meng Shaobai went out to wander, he was at the Mystic Realm of Divine Abilities Sixth Layer "Return to One Realm", having just condensed his own "Destiny Talisman", claiming he would come back after cultivating out a Golden Core outside. But upon his return, he had gone a step further and actually cultivated to the Mystic Realm of Divine Abilities Eighth Layer, the Wind and Fire Great Tribulation!
The Mystic Realm of Divine Abilities Eighth Layer was absolutely no small matter. After surviving one's own tribulation and condensing the Golden Core once again, as long as one possessed massive essence qi, one could forge the "Heaven and Earth Dharma Manifestation".
Within the ten realms of the Mystic Realm of Divine Abilities, the most dangerous realm was the Eighth Layer "Wind and Fire Great Tribulation", precisely because it was a tribulation. During one's own cultivation, the fire tribulation triggered by the Golden Core would burn into the mind from the seven orifices, and the wind tribulation would blow into the internal organs from the pores of the entire body. If one was not careful, they would turn into flying ash and instantly die.
In other realms, failing in cultivation would at least not lead to death.
But failing to pass the Mystic Realm of Divine Abilities Eighth Layer "Wind and Fire Great Tribulation" meant death! No one could be spared.
Over the years, who knew how many Golden Core experts had unsuccessfully charged at this hurdle, being burned by the "tribulation wind" and "tribulation fire" until their bodies perished and their dao vanished. Everything turned into nothingness. This hurdle was also a lingering nightmare for many experts. At this hurdle, no expert could provide any help; one could only rely on their own determination, wisdom, courage, and also luck.
Among all the true legacy disciples of the Yuhua Sect, there was only one who had survived the "Wind and Fire Great Tribulation" without dying, and that was Hua Tiandu. In fact, several hundred years ago, or even several decades ago, the Golden Core experts of the Yuhua Sect were not limited to Jialan, Lingxiao, and those people, but several Golden Core experts died under the Wind and Fire Great Tribulation. This made Feng Baiyu feel it was an utter pity.
When the Wind and Fire Great Tribulation began to burn, the physical body, the soul, and even the cultivated divine abilities and the Golden Core would all completely dissipate. The only thing left behind was tribulation ash.
Now that Meng Shaobai effectively passed his tribulation and returned, he had already leaped to become the number one person beneath Hua Tiandu.
Everyone in the sect caused a massive sensation because of it. It caused a much greater sensation than Fang Han defeating Wan Luo and mass-refining Nascent Soul Pills. After all, those matters regarding Fang Han were achieved through external forces, while his own cultivation level was only the "Mystic Realm of Divine Abilities Fifth Layer Heaven and Man Realm". Although he was noble and brought tremendous tangible benefits, capable of refining spirit artifacts, he was not the kind of radiantly dazzling figure.
At this time, upon the mountain peak where Meng Shaobai resided, many true legacy disciples came and went. However, not an inch of grass grew on his mountain peak. There wasn't even a single tree; there were only craggy strange rocks and solitary palaces.
The entire mountain peak transmitted a severely stern and murderous sword qi, an extermination that did not grant the slightest glimmer of life to anyone. Moreover, this aura was not like the demonic dao; the extermination of the demonic dao still contained treachery. The mountain peak where Meng Shaobai resided was purely killing and destruction, slicing through all, sweeping away all, executing all.
It seemed to be the source of destruction.
Especially in the void surrounding this entire mountain peak, there were numerous wandering sword lights. Every streak of sword light seemed to take the shape of a fish, swimming back and forth, shaking their heads and wagging their tails, as if Meng Shaobai had reared a school of "sword fish" around his own mountain peak.
However, the visiting true legacy disciples had somewhat fearful expressions when they saw these wandering sword lights.
They all knew that this was the "Myriad Swords Absolute Kill Grand Array" that Meng Shaobai had laid down around the mountain peak. As long as any arriving person forcefully charged at the mountain peak, they would immediately suffer the besieging attack of myriad swords and die by having their bodies dismembered by chaotic swords.