The reason Fang Han's mind vastly settled was that he saw Hua Tiandu was posturing. Intrinsicly, it was impossible to refine the Key of the Ara-God. It was only because his own Great Origin Technique combined with a portion of the vital energy, able to actuate a very minute portion of the formations on the Key of the Ara-God, similar to a Taiyi Sect disciple exerting much stronger combat strength inside the Taiyi Sect cave heaven than outside.
And Hua Tiandu, with the help of the Key of the Ara-God, broke through the bottleneck, comprehending spatial laws, reaching the state of the Cave Heaven Realm. This tiny achievement was not worth mentioning in front of Fang Han.
Fang Han could even see that Hua Tiandu's power now was between seventy billion galloping fierce horses, not yet reaching a hundred billion. Clearly, his spatial laws had not yet stabilized. The gap between it and his own means of thirty-five billion galloping fierce horses of power was far too great; he could rapidly be suppressed.
"Hua Tiandu, I will let you know what true despair is. World Tree, thoroughly combine with the origin of the Key of the Ara-God. Great Origin Technique, refine the Key of the Ara-God for me as well!" While attacking Hua Tiandu, Fang Han urged his own Great Origin Technique, immersing it into the patterns of the Key of the Ara-God. Sure enough, the patterns of the Key of the Ara-God became active as well, with a portion of the patterns falling under his control.
And the root systems of the World Tree thoroughly unified with the Key of the Ara-God. At this moment, Fang Han even felt inside the Key of the Ara-God, that pure and vast pure yang power had already condensed into an azure crystal-like crystal form. These crystals were pure yang crystal stones condensed to the extreme point, countless times more concentrated than pills.
If it were converted to pills, Fang Han knew it could probably only be calculated in "trillions." Having mastered the Key of the Ara-God, from now on, he would never lack pure yang pills again, able to completely drive peerless Dao artifacts. Even experts several realms higher than him would be able to be resisted.
Thinking about it, himself continuously emitting the Reincarnation Disk, and Fang Qingxue able to continuously fire the "Immortal Ancient Thunder Cannon," what kind of concept was that?
Even Su Xiuyi and Ying Xiantian would absolutely not be opponents.
Existences on the level of the Doumu God Emperor, when encountered, he could escape with his life. In the future Protoss tribulation, this could precisely secure a chance of survival.
Moreover, in this Key of the Ara-God, the outer layer let Fang Han sense pure yang crystals, and going deeper into it, he could sense nothing at all. He could imagine that even more earth-shattering secrets were hidden within.
This time, Fang Han worked on three fronts simultaneously: executing the World Tree to combine with the origin of the Key of the Ara-God, executing the Great Origin Technique to thoroughly combine with the ancient vital energy on the Key of the Ara-God, and finally executing Dao techniques to kill Hua Tiandu.
Sure enough, this three-pronged approach achieved effects. Fang Han felt Hua Tiandu's power on the Key of the Ara-God gradually being squeezed out, while the vitality of the World Tree began to mix with the Key of the Ara-God like water and milk, possessing a flavor of absolute intimacy. The Key of the Ara-God, like a desert that had been thirsty for a long time, accepted the vitality of the World Tree.
Fang Han even vaguely felt that inside the Key of the Ara-God, some minute vitality was also stimulated, and some subtle traces of taking root and sprouting appeared on this massive key.
"Not good." Hua Tiandu also sensed something. His expression suddenly changed, and his body moved, about to drill into the interior of the Key of the Ara-God, intending to execute an evil scheme.
But Fang Han saw the minute details clearly. The Great Poison Technique rotated slightly, stopping his deepening. With a slight wrapping, it immediately corroded Hua Tiandu's protective astral energy all over his body, intent on turning him into a clump of rotten meat.
Although Hua Tiandu had cultivated to the Cave Heaven Realm, being corroded by the Great Poison Technique, he would immediately turn into rotten meat, with no other end.
Hua Tiandu suddenly opened his mouth and spat, shooting out a few pills. They were actually Heavenly Fragrance Pills refined personally by Supreme Emperor Heaven, blocking the Great Poison Technique. Then he opened his mouth and bit the tip of his own tongue, spewing out fresh blood. The blood flew in all directions, splashing onto the Key of the Ara-God and instantly merging in.
"Panwu True Blood, supreme reasoning! Tianwu mysteries, supreme martial dao!"
Amidst this roar, that fresh blood actually spread out. Fang Han felt Hua Tiandu's power beginning to grasp control right. In that blood, there seemed to be a miraculous power contained, the aura of the master who refined the Key of the Ara-God, Panwu Immortal Venerable.
"Fang Han, you will never imagine that when I obtained the Great Wild Ancient Cauldron, deep inside the cauldron fire, I obtained a piece of blood, called Panwu True Blood. This Panwu True Blood is the blood of Panwu Immortal Venerable. I have never been able to refine it, storing it in the most hidden blood aperture of my body. Now taking it out, I will let you know what the orthodoxy of Panwu Immortal Venerable is."
Hua Tiandu sat down cross-legged again. The power on the Key of the Ara-God was operated by him again, actually attempting to collect Fang Han's Great Poison Technique.
"Panwu Immortal Venerable could also not escape fate. The long river of destiny runs through from beginning to end, the hope of eternal life, containing cause and effect, the origin of reincarnation, is operated by fate…"
Completely ignoring Hua Tiandu's words, Fang Han's grand and sonorous voice rang out, actually executing the Lesser Destiny Technique. At this moment, the destiny he burned was not a thousand years, nor five thousand years, but fully thirty-six thousand years! Sending out the Lesser Destiny Technique with this kind of crazy burning of lifespan completely transcended the barriers of space and time. Even a peerless Dao artifact could not block it.
Thirty-six thousand years, fully thirty-six thousand years.
An expert of the Undying Body only had this many years of lifespan. Fang Han essentially directly burned all the life essence of an Undying Body cultivator. Striking it out in a single move.
The power of destiny penetrated into the Key of the Ara-God. The fresh blood sprayed by Hua Tiandu was actually all forced out, condensing into a fist-sized clump of golden and brilliant fresh blood, containing countless runes. This clump of fresh blood was the true blood left behind by Panwu Immortal Venerable himself, tyrannical and peerless. Originally obtained by Hua Tiandu, this was his greatest secret for having the confidence to control Tianwu's treasury, and also his final bottom-of-the-box method.
However, now this clump of Panwu True Blood had already fallen into Fang Han's hands.
In Fang Han's hands, it spun rapidly.
"Panwu Immortal Venerable, so powerful. The supreme martial dao will contained in this single drop of blood is not something we juniors can compare with. It is just a pity that you also could not escape the bindings of fate; with supreme mana, you were still slain by the Protoss. However, only I, Fang Han, can inherit your will to resist the Protoss, because I, Fang Han, am favored by fate. My World Tree is the nemesis of the Protoss. Panwu Immortal Venerable, your will shall be inherited by me, let me refine it! Great Blood Soul Technique!" While Fang Han spoke faintly, the Lesser Destiny Technique was still being executed, refining this piece of Panwu True Blood.
At the same time, he executed the Great Blood Soul Technique.
In the "Chaos Primal Fetus," he had the experience of refining chaos flesh and blood. And now, his mana realm was unknown how much higher than at that time. The Lesser Destiny Technique had devoured unknown amounts of heterogeneous divine abilities, more than ten times stronger. Burning thirty-six thousand years of lifespan, he intended to refine the Panwu True Blood.
However, the Panwu True Blood was not that easy to refine. Panwu Immortal Venerable was an existence capable of killing immortals, having already reached the cultivation of a Heavenly Lord. Back in the day, the Chaos Heavenly Lord killed countless dragons, demons, buddhas, immortals, fierce beasts, and divine beasts to forge the Chaos Primal Fetus, but there were no Heavenly Lord-level experts among them.
Heavenly Lord, the monarch of heaven, was only one step away from comprehending creation.
This kind of status was an overlord even in the Immortal World.
Blood was not that easy to refine.
However, this piece of Panwu True Blood, under the urging of the Lesser Destiny Technique, seemed to sense a trace of the aura of destiny, and also seemed to feel the vitality of the World Tree. Suddenly vibrating, it actually entered Fang Han's body, lodging in the center of Fang Han's brows, suspending there, emitting ten thousand rays of crystal light.
"Good, actually subdued this piece of blood. Once I completely refine this piece of blood, I can elevate my realm. The lost lifespan is nothing at all."
As soon as the Panwu True Blood entered his body, Fang Han rejoiced vastly in his heart, smug and satisfied, because he felt a vague aura of a master emanating from that piece of blood. It was as if he himself was the master of the entire Tianwu's treasury, and the Key of the Ara-God was his own house key.
And Hua Tiandu was thoroughly stripped of his self-identity as master.
"Fang Han, you are forcing me! You are forcing me! I originally did not want to let the Taiyi Sect enter this Key of the Ara-God and the Ancestral Shaman Mirror. But, you pressed me to a dead end. I will fight you until the fish dies or the net breaks. What I, Hua Tiandu, cannot obtain, do not even think about obtaining. I would rather give the advantage to the Taiyi Sect than give it to you. True Immortal Avatar, Supreme Emperor Heaven Talisman. Patriarch Supreme Emperor Heaven, let your avatar descend here."
While speaking, Hua Tiandu tore open his clothes with a swoosh, revealing his chest. On his chest, a long spiritual talisman was actually drawn. This spiritual talisman was filled with the pressure of an immortal.
It was actually a power more formidable than the "Void Immortal Spiritual Talisman" of the Sacred Light Great World.
It was an avatar of Supreme Emperor Heaven; this was a, "True Immortal Spiritual Talisman!"
The ninth level of Longevity, surviving the lightning punishment of the Immortal World, was called Void Immortal!
And the tenth level of Longevity, comprehending the laws of life and death transience, was called "True Immortal," meaning, a true immortal. No longer void, a True Immortal.
Supreme Emperor Heaven was at this very realm. One step higher was Heaven Immortal.
What is a Heaven Immortal? Heaven, in the hearts of all cultivators, is not the universe and starry sky, but the Immortal World! The Immortal World is heaven. Heaven Immortal is when a True Immortal ascends to heaven, transforming once more and entering the Immortal World, that is a "Heaven Immortal."
The terror of the power of a "True Immortal" at the tenth level of Longevity need not be mentioned. Standing at the peak position of the entire heaven and earth universe, coming and going among star systems, shuttling between a few great worlds, was like idle strolling in a courtyard. Pinching to kill enemies, constructing worlds, refining peerless Dao artifacts, and driving peerless Dao artifacts, was even easier than turning over a hand.
Even as an avatar, this kind of figure carried a majesty and power that absolutely could not be resisted.
Fang Han immediately felt that the mana on this spiritual talisman on Hua Tiandu's body was above "trillions," far transcending "trillions"!
His expression altered abruptly!