"The King of Dark Hell actually escaped Hua Tiandu's pursuit? It seems this person truly has profound demonic arts, but how come he's missing an arm?" Upon seeing this black rainbow flying over in the sky, Fang Han saw the form of the King of Dark Hell hidden within it, looking heavily damaged in vital energy, and couldn't help but feel a bit of admiration in his heart.
Being able to outrun Hua Tiandu's pursuit, this person's methods could be considered reaching the heavens.
However, behind this long black rainbow, there was faintly an overwhelming surging tide of mana rushing forward, and an enormous phantom of a pill furnace appeared on the horizon, like a mirage, seemingly wanting to squeeze through space and arrive in this world.
In an instant, an idea rose up in Fang Han's mind. His body flew up, standing in the way of the "King of Dark Hell's" black rainbow.
"Courting death!"
The King of Dark Hell was desperately fleeing, pushing his mana to its strongest state, yet he still couldn't escape Hua Tiandu's pursuit. Deep anxiety had filled his heart, and at this moment someone actually dared to block his path. He couldn't help but roar in anger, opening his mouth to shoot out a flying blood arrow. This was an arrow formed from his own essential blood, a divine ability called the "Blood Splitting Lightning Astral Arrow." Its power was immense, used for desperate fights, but a single cast consumed thirty years of lifespan.
"Hmph!"
An amulet flew out from the top of Fang Han's head. The Great Devouring Demonic Formation on the amulet transformed into a bloody maw, and with just one swallow, it completely devoured this blood arrow, making it vanish without a trace.
The blood arrow swallowed by the Great Devouring Demonic Formation turned into a stream of pure blood energy. Absorbed by the demonic formation, it further added to the power of this demonic art.
The Great Devouring Technique could devour all vital energy attacks and convert them into pure demonic energy.
Swallowing the blood arrow, Fang Han grabbed with both hands, shouting as he exhaled, once again erupting completely with demonic energy, aiming to wrap the King of Dark Hell within it. He was surprisingly aiming to capture him whole!
"What!" The King of Dark Hell was vastly shocked. He hadn't expected the "Blood Splitting Lightning Astral Arrow" he unleashed by burning thirty years of lifespan to be swallowed up by someone just like that. What kind of formidable demonic art possessed such a divine ability? At least he couldn't imagine it. He was naturally unaware that Fang Han's Great Devouring Demonic Art had been evolved from the Kunpeng giant egg, containing both the life characteristics of the Kunpeng and the supreme Daoist technique of devouring heaven and earth from the demonic path. Combining the two, its power was much more formidable than the Great Devouring Technique cultivated by some Greater Heavenly Demon Kings with profound mana, or even Demon Gods.
Yet the King of Dark Hell was a thousand-year-old old devil. The demonic arts he honed were profoundly deep. Though not as seasoned as the Ghost Emperor, he was like the rising sun with great potential, not at a dead end or declining like the Ghost Emperor. Immediately, the Dark Hell Primal Spirit transformed again, executing the Ten Directions Demonic Change Art, feinting in the east and attacking in the west, fleeing in another direction.
However, just as he flew out, bang! His stomach took a savage punch. Intense pain wrecked his entire body, as if he were cracking inch by inch like porcelain, tears and snot flowing indiscriminately.
"Die!"
This was something the King of Dark Hell had never encountered before. The Dark Hell Primal Spirit circulated intensely, seeming to want to self-detonate! But Fang Han threw another punch, a powerful stream of Avici Demonic Energy bombarding over. Upon staining his Dark Hell Primal Spirit, he instantly felt as if he had fallen into a boundless, endless hell, unable to extricate himself.
"Collect!"
With just one move, Fang Han pulled the King of Dark Hell into the Yellow Spring Diagram. His body plummeted sharply downwards and drilled into the underground, disappearing out of sight.
Originally, given the King of Dark Hell's strength, Fang Han could not have subdued him this easily. However, his battle with Hua Tiandu had severely damaged his vital energy, forcing him to mutilate his body, and leaving him in a state of sheer panic, which allowed Fang Han to pick up a huge bargain.
After Fang Han drilled into the underground, with a resounding boom, all the floating clouds in the sky were shattered. Hua Tiandu and a "Great Wild Ancient Furnace" flew out. His eyes swept across the sky and the earth, and he furrowed his brows deeply.
"Does the King of Dark Hell also possess an underground burrowing divine ability? How could he vanish out of thin air? Nevertheless, whether it's the King of Dark Hell or the Life-Seizing Scholar, you all won't get away. I'll execute my mystic arts to do a divination, and then I'll know exactly where you are." Hua Tiandu opened his mouth and spat out a cluster of water cloud, which constantly transformed, finally turning into a mirror. Within it, numerous people and things changed inconsistently, like viewing flowers from horseback.
This was a divination method that consumed an extreme amount of vital energy, called the "Great Universal Calculation Technique." It was a divine ability completely devoid of offensive or defensive power, yet it could deduce all impending fortunes and disasters, as well as the movements of the enemy amidst the unseen. Calculating thousands of miles from the temple, discerning the minutest details. Forever remaining in an invincible position.
We will not speak further of Hua Tiandu sitting cross-legged in the sky, employing the "Great Universal Calculation Technique" to divine everything, guarded by the Great Wild Ancient Furnace demonstrating a majesty that conquered all heavens. Fang Han, however, fled deep underground, delving a full ten thousand feet before stopping and finding an underground cavity.
"Who is it? Who sealed me with immense mana?"
At this time, the King of Dark Hell, pulled into the Yellow Spring Diagram by Fang Han, had not suffered further harm. He closely guarded himself with the Dark Hell Primal Spirit, while taking out several healing pills from his body's magic treasure pouch and swallowing them, simultaneously assessing his surroundings.
"Hmph! Entering the Yellow Spring Diagram, everything you try is useless. I am the successor to the Yellow Spring Great Emperor. I am now a True Legacy Disciple of the Ascension Sect, Fang Han. Bound in deadly enmity with Hua Tiandu. As a disciple of the Yellow Spring Sect, seeing me, the future master of the Demonic Sect, why haven't you knelt and paid your respects?" Fang Han appeared in front of the King of Dark Hell.
"You are Fang Han? The Fang Han who killed the Ghost Emperor? Hmph, you killed the Ghost Emperor through trickery. Members of our Yellow Spring Demonic Sect went to the barbaric forest to inspect the battlefield. It was clearly you detonating an incredibly powerful Golden Core that caused the Ghost Emperor to fall for your plot. Otherwise, given your cultivation realm, it's impossible you could kill the Ghost Emperor! Having me kneel! You are courting death!"
Seeing Fang Han, the King of Dark Hell was initially stunned, then a trace of eerie viciousness flashed in his eyes. His body moved, surprisingly launching an attack to kill Fang Han. He wanted to subdue Fang Han and then obtain the Yellow Spring Diagram.
"Stubbornly foolish. This is you courting death. Courting death, do you understand?"
Fang Han's body remained entirely motionless. An amulet rose from the top of his head. This Natal Amulet contained a full fifty-six great divine abilities. Originally, he had two additional divine abilities, one being the "God Sealing Great Magic," the other the "Heaven-Shrouding Demonic Art." However, these two divine abilities were not integrated into the amulet, but rather merged into his own body.
His body was now essentially a magic treasure in itself.
Upon sacrificing the Natal Amulet with fifty-six divine abilities, a great dharma drum beat, a great dharma conch blew, and sheer tyrannical power pushed the King of Dark Hell continually backwards. No mana whatsoever could approach Fang Han's body.
"The Five Emperors Great Demon Divine Ability. You actually cultivated the Five Emperors Great Demon Divine Ability to perfection, with the Five Emperors Canopy protecting your body. How powerful must the five elements' essential energy be for this! Fifty-six divine abilities! How could you possibly cultivate so many divine abilities?" The King of Dark Hell, who initially aimed to attack Fang Han, was constantly pushed back by immense pressure. Seeing a five-colored canopy suspended above Fang Han's head, he instantly turned pale with fright.
"In truth, killing you is as simple for me as slaughtering a chicken!" The Natal Amulet above Fang Han's head rotated slightly, condensing infinitely, surprisingly turning into an illusory Golden Core!
Rumble! Endless air currents and pressure collapsed down!
Blargh! The entire person of the King of Dark Hell crawled on the ground like a toad, suffocated by the pressure of the illusory Golden Core. No amount of struggling was of any help.
Though his Heaven and Earth Aspect was powerful, how could it compare to the illusory core evolved from Fang Han's current Natal Amulet.
"Half-step Golden Core? For you to achieve the Golden Core is just a matter of time! Fifty-six great divine abilities, cultivating into a Golden Core, heavens! How powerful that is!" The King of Dark Hell screamed in despair. As a disciple of the Yellow Spring Demonic Sect, he was aware of the terror of the Five Emperors Great Demon Divine Ability. Even if he detonated his Dark Hell Primal Spirit right now, he likely wouldn't pose any substantial threat to Fang Han.
"Golden Core? Of course, my cultivating a Golden Core is only a matter of time. However, fifty-six divine abilities transforming into a Golden Core requires truly way too much vital energy. I must accumulate for several months before I can cultivate it. Besides, the Primal Spirit of the Ghost Emperor, captured by me, is having its impurities refined away inside the Gate of Avici. As soon as I attain the Golden Core, I can use the Great Devouring Demonic Art to completely swallow it." Fang Han laughed boisterously: "The Nine Ghosts Primal Spirit of the Ghost Emperor contains over thirty types of demonic path divine abilities. After I devour it, my Golden Core will possess over eighty divine abilities. Tell me, who will be my match then? Who will be my match?"
As he spoke, a Gate of Avici slowly rose up behind the King of Dark Hell.
"The Gate of Avici…" The King of Dark Hell wailed agonizingly. Though he had never seen the Yellow Spring Diagram, being a member of the Yellow Spring Demonic Sect, he had read many of the sect's classic texts and naturally knew what the Gate of Avici was.
"King of Dark Hell, your primal spirit is not as powerful as the Ghost Emperor's, so I don't plan on refining you. Moreover, your lifespan is still long, not like the Ghost Emperor who was at the end of his rope. You still hold great value to me! So now, I'll give you a way out. Submit to me! Become my loyal servant and assist me when I unify the Yellow Spring Demonic Sect in the future. Not only will I not kill you, but I will also bestow upon you the Water of Forgetfulness! Letting your cultivation step further ahead! You have lost an arm now. I can capture a Greater Heavenly Demon King with profound mana, cut off his arm, and attach it to you. I also have Dragon God Pills here, which can increase your lifespan and compensate for your lost vital energy."
Fang Han looked down at the King of Dark Hell with his eyes: "Follow me, and with the Water of Forgetfulness for cultivation, your demonic art will attain great accomplishment. Otherwise, you will forever have no chance of stepping into the Longevity Secret Realm! Do you understand? You will forever have no chance!"
"Now, you either die! Or submit to me! Choose for yourself! My patience has limits!"
The King of Dark Hell looked at the "illusory Golden Core" above Fang Han's head. Although they were a full three levels apart in cultivation realm, if he went all out, it would be him who died.
He had no choice. For Fang Han to kill him right now truly required no effort at all.
"Sect Master! I, the King of Dark Hell, am willing to submit to the Sect Master, never to betray in this lifetime, otherwise I shall definitely perish under my own inner demons." He was a decisive man and immediately swore a great oath on his inner demons.
"Oaths are just incantations for a toothache, I never believe them! You have submitted to me now, but there's no guarantee you won't rebel in the future. Until you earn my utmost trust, I must plant Avici Demonic Energy squarely upon your Dark Hell Primal Spirit!"
As Fang Han's thoughts flashed like lightning, the Avici Demonic Energy drafted into an amulet, entering the King of Dark Hell's Heaven and Earth Aspect, into the Dark Hell Primal Spirit.