"Such astonishing breathing capacity! The Kunpeng is indeed an ancient giant beast, even surpassing the Heavenly Dragon. Could it be? Could it be that Meng Shaobai has refined the Kunpeng? Has he hatched it?" Fang Han listened to Yan's words, rolled his eyes, and a trace of a cold sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"That is impossible, a Kunpeng is not so easy to hatch. Even if he hatched a small Kunpeng, it would not have such a massive breathing capacity, unless Meng Shaobai himself has truly cultivated the Demon Fetus Parasitic Art, merging his own life essence with the life essence of the Kunpeng, transforming into an existence that is like a human yet not a human, like a demon yet not a demon, like a god yet not a god, like a devil yet not a devil. Only in this way would he have such astonishing breathing capacity and the ability to absorb source energy." Yan repeatedly shook his head. "However, the Lifeless Sword Dao is only skilled in sword techniques and slaughter, it seems he would not know the legendary Demon Fetus Parasitic Art, nor would he casually divide his attention to learn the secretive divine abilities of the demonic path. Moreover, this kind of divine ability is only known by the rumored ancient Heavenly Demon Great Demon God."
"I know." Fang Han seemed to have thought of something. "Do not forget, that ancient Demon Venerable in the Five Elements Land, if he did not know the Demon Fetus Parasitic Art, not even a ghost would believe it. Meng Shaobai also went to the Five Elements Land. I calculate that there is a ninety percent chance the Demon Fetus Parasitic Art was taught to him by that ancient Demon Venerable. It seems that although the ancient Demon Venerable said he would not use him as a chess piece, he still laid down some hidden arrangements."
"If Meng Shaobai used the Demon Fetus Parasitic Art to parasitize the Kunpeng, to what extent would his power be elevated? Why does it seem to have such a huge momentum." The King of Blood Night's spirit fluctuated, sensing the power around them.
It now felt that the entire myriad of mountains of the Yuhua Sect were centered on the mountain peak where Meng Shaobai resided, and all air currents were projecting toward him. Furthermore, it was trembling at every moment. This kind of power was indeed astonishing; at least it did not possess it.
"The power is indeed formidable, but to exactly what extent it has become formidable, I do not know either, because the egg of a Kunpeng has never appeared before. What it looks like after parasitization, no one knows clearly." Yan smiled contemptuously, "However, Fang Han, it seems you have an opponent again. Wanting to beat him like a dead dog might be a bit difficult?"
"Is that so? Then I rather want to give it a try. To see if my Natal Talisman is more powerful, or his Lifeless Sword Dao is more powerful. Returning to the sect this time, I precisely want to strike down his prestige."
Fang Han smiled even more contemptuously than Yan. In the Five Elements Land, he had challenged the Taiyi Sect all by himself, instantly killing the two great Golden Core experts Song Weiyi and Zhao Xuanyi, which had already solidified his invincible confidence.
"Then how do we do it? Charge up to his mountain peak right now and directly beat him up? Speaking of which, I also dislike that kid. Last time we were chatting in the clouds, he came up shouting about beating and killing. If we don't beat him up severely, it will be hard to vent my anger."
Baby Nebula waved his small fists.
"He is not the pressing matter. Besides, the Mountain and River Ranking Competition is about to begin. At that time, all inner sect disciples and outer sect disciples will return to the sect. Defeating him on the Heavenly Punishment Platform then, letting everyone see it clearly, is the true time to strike at his confidence. Right now, let us first return to Samsara Peak, organize the gains from this trip, refine the Demon God's palm, and set up the cave dwelling." Fang Han snorted, a secretive calculation appearing on his face, seemingly plotting some other conspiracy.
Compared to the matter of killing two Golden Core experts of the Taiyi Sect, the struggle with Meng Shaobai seemed of little importance. Fang Han's most important task now was to arrange future matters properly, and also report the events in the Five Elements Land to the Sect Master Feng Baiyu.
At the same time, refining Zhao Xuanyi's Six-Eyed God Sealing Stele would also be highly valuable.
Fang Han always felt that this Six-Eyed God Sealing Stele had some other formidable aspects and was not such a simple treasure. If it could be combined with divine abilities, its power should be immense.
Moreover, within Zhao Xuanyi's Golden Core, there also seemed to be a divine ability that communicated with the aura of the Six-Eyed God Sealing Stele. If they could be comprehended and verified against each other, it seemed his power could be elevated once more.
Now, Fang Han's primary goal to consider was to advance to the seventh layer of the Divine Ability realm, the Golden Core.
The Golden Core was a massive threshold. Once the Golden Core was cultivated, lifespan would increase again. Fang Han's current lifespan of over two thousand years might suddenly surge to over five thousand or six thousand, maybe even seven thousand years.
Furthermore, his strength would advance by leaps and bounds. After refining the Nine Ghosts Primal Spirit, defeating Hua Tiandu would not be impossible.
Swish!
Ignoring the breathing aura transmitting from Meng Shaobai's mountain peak, Fang Han quietly returned to the pill refinement room of his own Samsara Peak.
At this time, inside the pill refinement room of Samsara Peak, only the Witch and Princess Hongyi were sitting cross-legged, both facing the Five Hells King Cauldron, breathing continuously. From the center of the Five Hells King Cauldron drifted up a pillar of fire, within which burned a hand without fingers. This hand was pitch-black like ink, covered with demonic patterns, and also had many densely packed demonic curses. It was exactly the remaining chunk of flesh and blood belonging to the Demon God.
Fang Han, along with Jialan and Fang Qingxue, had refined it for a long time previously, but had failed to refine this chunk of flesh.
However, now that Fang Han had cultivated his Natal Talisman, his strength was more than ten times greater than before. It was time to refine it.
"Why is the Earth Fire so weak?" Fang Han suddenly asked.
"Ah!" The Witch and Princess Hongyi expressed surprise upon seeing Fang Han enter. Subsequently, Princess Hongyi stood up and calmly said, "It is all because of Meng Shaobai. This time we do not know what divine ability he is cultivating, every moment he is inhaling and exhaling an incomparably massive amount of source energy. The Earth Fire essence has been drawn away by him by ninety-nine percent. Even the sun's True Fire essence from the sky has been drawn ninety-nine percent to his own mountain peak."
"No wonder I felt something was wrong as soon as I entered." Fang Han nodded. "Earth Fire essence is needed by every disciple for pill refinement and cultivation. This Meng Shaobai really disregards the life and death of other disciples, only caring about his own cultivation. But I will ignore him for now. Let me first set up several layers of restrictive magic outlays in my own mountain peak. This way, others will not dare to intrude recklessly ever again."
Fang Han slapped the Yellow Springs Diagram, and a formation diagram painted with a thousand bright moons slowly rose into the air. Subsequently, fully eighty-one flying swords flew up, entering directly into this formation diagram. In an instant, sword energy flared up, soaring into the sky, transforming into a thousand bright moons that revolved around Samsara Peak up and down, circulating endlessly.
This was the Deriving Moon Sword Formation obtained from the Moon-Piercing Thief. The formation diagram within was a supreme grade treasure artifact, and the eighty-one flying swords were all high grade treasure artifacts.
The diagram and the swords working together to layout the Deriving Moon Sword Formation made it the best grand formation to guard the mountain gate.
"Next, it is this set of Ten Thousand Ghosts Command Flags!"
Fang Han slapped the Yellow Springs Diagram again, and countless streams of black smoke rushed up, making the entire pill refinement room instantly gloomy with ghost qi. This was one of the three great magical treasures of the Ghost Emperor, a grand formation level magical treasure, the Ten Thousand Ghosts Command Flags. Fang Han now wanted to re-refine it, transforming it once again into a mountain-guarding grand formation.
This grand formation was extremely formidable. Back then, if the Gates of Avici had not specifically countered it, Fang Han would have been completely trapped inside it by the Ghost Emperor, unable to get out.
However, Fang Han naturally would not release it just like this, leaving it gloomy with ghost qi. He intended to use the Holy Water of the Yellow Springs to wash away all the resentful qi inside, leaving only pure power, and then inject various divine abilities to transform the ten thousand ghosts into ten thousand spirits, turning them into Giant Spirit Gods guarding the mountain peak. This was because within the Panwu Great Force Divine Ability, there was a method for refining magical treasures.
The Panwu Great Force Divine Ability was vast as the sea. Up to now, Fang Han had not thoroughly comprehended it in detail, because there was simply too much to comprehend. Having too many cultivation methods would actually distract one's focus.
However, borrowing the techniques for refining magical treasures from it was not a difficult matter.
"Pfft!"
Fang Han spat out a mouthful of Immortal Realm source energy…
Right while Fang Han was refining the magical treasure, on the mountain peaks of many true disciples, animated discussions were also taking place.
"After that Meng Shaobai returned, I don't know what divine ability he cultivated, but he creates such a huge momentum every day. He wants to absorb so much of the Earth Fire essence from a radius of a thousand miles, and even the essence of the sun and moon in the sky, the power of the stars, has been sucked away by ninety-nine percent. What exactly does he want to do?"
On the mountain peak of a disciple who had cultivated to the fifth layer of the Divine Ability realm, the Heaven and Human realm, several true disciples with magic power of the first layer, true qi of the second layer, astral origin of the third layer, and Yin-Yang of the fourth layer were gathering. Among them were also several elders of the Yuhua Sect.
This disciple at the fifth layer Heaven and Human realm was called Master Hundred Battles. He had a tall stature, but instead of wearing a Daoist robe, he wore a full suit of armor. His fists and back were covered with ferocious bone spikes. It seemed to be a magical treasure, and yet also seemed to be a divine ability. It was something akin to the Heaven-Covering Demon Hand.
This Master Hundred Battles had not only cultivated the divine abilities of the Yuhua Sect, but also obtained an ancient rare treasure, the Hundred Battles Armor. It was a supreme grade treasure artifact that fused with flesh and blood, extremely formidable. Furthermore, he had comprehended a divine ability from the armor, the Hundred Battles Profound Art. He was a formidable figure among the true disciples of the Yuhua Sect and usually gathered quite a few disciples around him.
"Junior Brother Hundred Battles, if you knew it would be like this early on, you might as well have stopped being a true disciple. How nice would it be to be an elder? Cultivating in the Yuhua Heavenly Palace with abundant resources. What meaning is there in you insisting on scheming for the position of Sect Master?"
An elder said.
It turned out this elder was also a true disciple over ten years ago. Later, he stopped competing for the Sector Master position and completely dedicated himself to quiet cultivation instead.
"Indeed, recently talents have emerged in large numbers among the true disciples. Fang Qingxue formed her Golden Core not long ago, and Meng Shaobai is already this powerful now, plus that Fang Han who went to the Wild God Temple to search for the Five Elements Spiritual Roots, they are all formidable characters. Junior Brother Hundred Battles, you might as well just become an elder, fighting with them is meaningless."
"Hehe, that might not be the case. When two tigers fight, one is bound to get hurt. I will observe quietly as things change. Moreover, if you all become elders, you can support me as well. I have cultivated the Dao for less than sixty years and have already achieved the Heaven and Human realm, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future." Master Hundred Battles sneered coldly, "However, I heard that Meng Shaobai is waiting for Fang Han to return to teach him a lesson. Who do you say will win and who will lose?"
"Meng Shaobai's chances of winning are a bit greater." Several disciples all said.
Right at this moment, suddenly, bright radiance transmitted from the sky.
"Eh? What is that!" Several disciples hurriedly flew up, only to see that far away on Samsara Peak, where Fang Han resided, sword energy crisscrossed and a thousand bright moons hovered everywhere.
"A grand formation, such strong power! Such fierce sword energy! Has Fang Han returned?"