No matter what, Feng Yaoguang was a person of the Yuhua Sect, the daughter of the Yuhua Sect's Supreme Headmaster Feng Baiyu, and furthermore, Fang Han's Senior Sister in the sect. If this were in the Xuanhuang Great World, even a Great Emperor of the Demonic Gate would not dare to have designs on her. Yet now, in the Chaos Continent, a trifling Wuxiang Patriarch was so arrogant, actually harboring the thought of taking Feng Yaoguang as a concubine.
In order to defend the dignity of the Yuhua Sect, Fang Han had no choice but to kill this person.
What was more, Fang Han had now successfully cultivated the "Little Fatalism Technique" and possessed the ability to ferry over Giants of the Ages.
Inside the Eight Divisions Pagoda, the more Giants of the Ages there were, the greater the might. If he gathered all eight, it truly could shake a powerful expert with an Undying Body.
Ignoring what good treasures were left to be sold down at the auction house, Fang Han stood up and was about to go out.
Feng Yaoguang could naturally feel the intense killing intent in Fang Han's heart. She also stood up and walked out with him. The bodies of the two flickered, directly leaving the auction house of the Flying Heaven Treasure Pavilion. Subsequently, they shuttled out of the Flying Heaven City and arrived in the wilderness of the Chaos Continent.
The Chaos Continent was vast and boundless. Besides some cities and nations, the wilderness mostly consisted of vast plains, mountain ranges, rivers, and lakes. Demonic beasts ran rampant within, and even Heavenly Demons made appearances, making it incomparably chaotic.
As soon as Fang Han and Feng Yaoguang left the Flying Heaven City, they flew towards the east, neither fast nor slow. Then they landed on top of a mountain peak, as if resting.
"This is a relatively safe area of the Chaos Continent. In the depths of the Chaos Continent, there are some mysterious space-time rifts leading to certain demonic domains. Large numbers of Heavenly Demons frequently surge out like a tide to slaughter cultivators everywhere, and some monsters from alternate dimensions also surge out from there. Rumor has it that this Chaos Continent was condensed using supreme magic power by an expert of the immemorial era. It contains infinite secrets within. As long as one obtains the secret of this Chaos Continent, they can grasp the inheritance of this immemorial expert. There are even rumors that in the depths of this Chaos Continent, there is a magical treasure. If one can obtain this magical treasure, they can grasp all the origin qi of the entire Chaos Continent."
Feng Yaoguang stood beside Fang Han, pointing at the vast and boundless Chaos Continent and said: "The reason I have stayed on the Chaos Continent is also because of this legend, hoping to obtain the magical treasure in the depths of the Chaos Continent and control the entire Chaos Continent."
"If my guess is not wrong, this Chaos Continent is very likely a magical treasure. A world derived from a supreme grade Dao tool. Furthermore, the power of this supreme grade Dao tool is extremely formidable. I am afraid it even surpasses the Yuhua Heavenly Palace of my Yuhua Sect, and even Linglong Immortal Venerable's Sumeru Golden Mountain, or the Cluster of Stars Sect's Immemorial Meteorite. If this supreme grade Dao tool is truly obtained, that power would be inconceivable." Fang Han nodded, using his divine intent to perceive the various origin qi above this Chaos Continent, and consequently discovered a tiny bit of a clue.
"Indeed, according to my calculations, this Chaos Continent was derived from an extremely powerful supreme grade Dao tool. I just want to obtain this supreme grade Dao tool, then acquire the Emperor Heaven Mirror, and merge the two. That might restore the Emperor Heaven Mirror back into an Immortal tool." Feng Yaoguang sighed: "But it is rumored that this Chaos Continent has been condensed and formed for over one hundred thousand years. Through the generations, an unknown number of figures have searched on this Chaos Continent, but none have made any discoveries. Moreover, the people of the Wuji Star Palace had already noticed this Chaos Continent long ago, but up until now, not a single person has been able to come into contact with the origin power of this Chaos Continent. Therefore, the legend of the Chaos Continent being a magical treasure has remained a legend. Now, fewer and fewer people gradually believe it."
"This Chaos Continent is the land of countless stars clinging to a supreme grade Dao tool to be condensed. Otherwise, such a vast and boundless continent would not have formed among the stars." Fang Han perceived it carefully. Ever since successfully cultivating the Little Fatalism Technique, his mind had become extremely agile. In the unseen realm, his perception of his own fortune, destiny, and the surrounding heaven and earth origin qi had strengthened ten times over.
Within the unseen void, many streams of origin qi seemed to condense into silk threads, connecting through the acupuncture points all over Fang Han's body. With a casual stir of his spirit, various origin qi from all around would roll over.
In Feng Yaoguang's eyes, within ten zhang of Fang Han's physical body, an infinite quantity of origin qi seemed to be brewing a tide.
Rumble!
Just as the two were conversing, bursts of sinister wind suddenly surged in the sky. Creak, creak; creak, creak. Endless sinister wind condensed into wind pillars, rotating on all four sides. Within a radius of a hundred miles, a sinister wind array was formed, actually tightly surrounding the mountain peak where Feng Yaoguang and Fang Han were staying.
Immediately after, a black vortex churned in the sky, like the eye of a typhoon. And from the eye of the wind, a middle-aged scholar walked out composedly.
This middle-aged scholar holding a folding fan was precisely the Wuxiang Patriarch who had long coveted Feng Yaoguang!
On the Chaos Continent, among the thirteen most powerful sects, the Sect Master of the Wuxiang Sect was vicious and merciless, full of schemes, possessed extremely tough methods, had profound magic power, and had experienced thousands of years of cultivation.
Especially in a place like the Chaos Continent, where lives were precarious. To actually be able to cultivate into a Giant of the Ages was absolutely not easy. He must have gone through an unknown number of slaughters and hovered between life and death countless times.
"Wuxiang Patriarch! Executing the Sinister Wind Whirling Palm to trap us, what exactly do you mean by this?" Once Feng Yaoguang saw the Wuxiang Patriarch appear, she could not help but shout strictly!
"Hmph! Yaoguangzi! This Patriarch has repeatedly wanted to take you as a concubine, but you fail to appreciate the favor and hide everywhere. I held back my temper and did not go wipe out your Yaoguang Sect. Yet today, you are actually fooling around with this pretty boy. I have no choice but to teach you a lesson. Furthermore, this pretty boy beside you, I absolutely must kill him today. I will refine his soul, seal his soul inside a magical treasure never to be reincarnated for all eternity, and today I shall seize your true yin."
The Wuxiang Patriarch smiled sinisterly and coldly: "Do not even think about running. I spent ten years of bitter labor gathering countless Dao tool fragments and just so happened to refine a magical treasure, the Lunar Net, which can completely trap you to death. Even if you self-destruct, you will only be able to destroy this Dao tool."
While speaking, he aimed the fan in his hand and fanned the empty air. From the fan, a giant net shot out, blotting out the sky and covering the earth as it descended. Ripples of space appeared on all four sides.
"Wuxiang Patriarch? In my eyes, you are more like a rat, playing around with such tricks in front of me." Seeing the Wuxiang Patriarch's setup, Fang Han was entirely dismissive. His eyes coldly watched this Giant of the Ages as if looking at a dead fish.
"Courting death!"
Having completed his setup, upon hearing Fang Han's cold mockery, the Wuxiang Patriarch flew into a raging temper. He fanned the fan in his hand towards Fang Han. In an instant, strong wind struck like arrows, and ghosts and gods wailed. Between heaven and earth, endless phantoms of devils appeared. These devils were entirely condensed from wind, but they had form and substance.
"Myriad Demons Swallowing the Heavens!"
Endless devils directly moved to devour Fang Han.
The fan in the Wuxiang Patriarch's hand was clearly a formidable magical treasure, at the very least reaching the stage of a low-grade Dao tool.
"A petty trick!" Fang Han opened his mouth and directly executed the Great Devouring Technique. Instantly, one black hole after another appeared, thoroughly devouring all these devils condensed from wind, and he let out a burp: "Not bad, not bad. This is the essence of wind, combined with Wind Demons refined from Heavenly Demons; to me, it is a great tonic."
He directly merged the devoured Wind Demon origin qi into the Black Sun Wind Disaster. This divine ability flashed with faint wind; this wind was like light, flashing rapidly. The microscopic fluctuations crackled, just like lightning.
"You! What kind of divine ability is this?" Seeing Fang Han devour his Wind Demons in a single gulp, he could not help but be greatly alarmed. This was a stream of stellar qi that he had refined through decades of painstaking effort by gathering endless essence of wind and fusing it with millions of Heavenly Demons. Usually hidden inside the fan, upon encountering an enemy, he would take advantage of the momentum to fan it, instantly raising a fierce wind with wailing ghosts and gods. The wind force would smash the enemy's protective magical treasures, while the devils inside would snatch away human souls. Under dual pressure, the enemy would instantly be at a complete loss.
"You actually dare to devour my Wind Demons, I want you to die!" The Wuxiang Patriarch's body vanished with a swoosh. Subsequently, the wind pillars on all four sides squeezed over like a tide. Under the wind pillars, the mountain rocks and vegetation were all reduced to dust. The momentum was ferocious to the extreme.
The Wuxiang Patriarch indeed lived up to the name "Wuxiang" [formless]. The method used to hide his form could truly be said to be elusive, preventing anyone from detecting his true body to launch an attack.
But as Fang Han opened both eyes, piercing through layers upon layers of obstacles, he instantly discovered the location of the Wuxiang Patriarch's true body. Around the body of the Wuxiang Patriarch, there was actually a layer of ripples fluctuating, distorting the light, which caused both human divine intent and vision to be deceived, rendering them unable to sense the location of his physical form.
And after hiding well, he was arranging his stance and adjusting his innate Heaven and Earth Dharma Form. Above his head, streams of destructive, terrifying aura were brewing. Watching his methods of arranging his stance and adjusting his origin qi, Fang Han actually found it somewhat familiar!
"What divine ability is this? It feels like I have seen it somewhere before." A thought stirred in Fang Han's mind. Massive amounts of memories flickered in his brain, and then he locked onto a memory.
"This is the starting stance of the Great Disintegration Technique!"
In an instant, Fang Han remembered it. What the Wuxiang Patriarch was executing was a supreme divine ability of extremely high mastery in the demonic dao, one of the Three Thousand Great Daos, the Great Disintegration Technique! The signature ultimate skill of the Demon Commander.
This divine ability was extremely domineering and tyrannical, mobilizing origin qi to resonate with heaven and earth, erupting with energy capable of disintegrating heaven and earth. Cultivated to the extreme, without needing any magical treasures, a single pointing of a finger could disintegrate the enemy along with their magical treasures.
"Fang Han, be careful, the Wuxiang Patriarch is adjusting his origin qi to execute the Great Disintegration Technique! The Three Thousand Great Daos, every single one of them is extremely terrifying, especially in the hands of a Giant of the Ages. The Wuxiang Patriarch is likely trying to find out where your weaknesses lie first, adjust the Great Disintegration Technique to the extreme, and then point to kill you!"
Feng Yaoguang suddenly reminded him; she had clearly also spotted the location of the Wuxiang Patriarch.
Just at this moment, Fang Han made his move. He did not execute his own innate Heaven and Earth Dharma Form, but instead began to chant: "Omnipresent Fatalism! You run through the beginning and end of the universe of heaven and earth! No one can contend against your power! No one can compare to your greatness! In the name of Fatalism, I strip away all divine abilities from those who resist!"
Prior to chanting, Fang Han suddenly felt his own lifespan rapidly draining away, ten thousand times faster than usual! A million times faster! Even a hundred million times faster! In an instant, he had lost a full ten years or more of lifespan.
However, this burning lifespan was transformed into a stream of power that penetrated into endless space-time, mobilizing the fatalism origin qi of countless rules.
"Bang!" Fang Han pointed out with a finger, and rings of ripples spread outward with himself as the center, like a comet crashing into the earth, like the planetary core exploding. With just a single vibration, all the squeezing sinister wind from the surroundings completely dissipated.
Pfft!
All of the Wuxiang Patriarch's spells were broken apart. His body trembled, and he appeared solitary and bare in the mid-air. Like a sparrow struggling in a rainstorm.