"True Immortal Avatar! This Hua Tiandu actually has a True Immortal magical talisman on his body. Taihuangtian's calculation is indeed so profound to refine one of his clones into a talisman, enter the Tianwu Treasury, and combine it with Hua Tiandu's primal spirit to avoid the repulsion of the Ancestor Sorcerer Mirror."
Fang Han was indeed greatly shocked.
That Ancestor Sorcerer Mirror could only be entered by those possessing destiny with it; otherwise, no matter how strong one's magic power was, if it were not stronger than Immortal Venerable Panwu, they would be unable to enter it and touch the Key of the Desolate God.
That Hua Tiandu was able to enter it was a little bit due to the Great Desolate Ancient Furnace, and mostly due to the Panwu True Blood. The Desolate God King did not know about this point, so even though he refined the Great Desolate Ancient Furnace, he could not enter it. He was deceived by Hua Tiandu.
And the reason Fang Han could enter the Ancestor Sorcerer Mirror and permeate his consciousness and divine abilities into it was because of the World Tree.
Other than that, neither the Desolate God King nor the Human Emperor Pen could enter it.
Of course, now Fang Han had also obtained the Panwu True Blood, while Hua Tiandu lost the Panwu True Blood, and the control over the Key of the Desolate God between the two sides underwent a fundamental reversal.
Hua Tiandu also knew he was already in despair, so he sacrificed his final trump card, Taihuangtian's True Immortal Clone Talisman, which flew out to kill Fang Han.
Taihuangtian's shadow manifested from the talisman, descending onto the Key of the Desolate God, his eyes like the sun and moon, illuminating all things and various darkness. Within the Ancestor Sorcerer Mirror, the grayish space was eternally uncultivated, but as soon as Taihuangtian appeared, he was like a giant god separating heaven and earth, dividing the clear from the murky and transforming into the sun and moon. Even the Key of the Desolate God began to tremble, and the various restrictive magics on it started revolving. This Peerless Dao Artifact, the trunk of the World Tree, also faced a major threat.
"Fang Han, to think that you had such great destiny to obtain the only fragment of the World Tree that contained vitality. Back then, the Progenitor Holy King of the God Race chopped down the World Tree and completely extinguished all its vitality, but within the Heavenly Dao, there is always a gleam of survival, so there definitely must be a piece of fragment that still possessed vitality, waiting for someone with destiny, and you actually are that destined person. I had long deduced this, but unfortunately, that Chiyuan Demon Venerable was protecting you, and Linglong, that traitorous disciple, was also using you. I have been unable to make a move against you, but now, your destiny has come to an end here. Feng Baiyu linked your destiny with the destiny of the Yuhua Sect, and now that the Yuhua Sect is on the verge of destruction, your destiny will also be on the verge of collapse."
As soon as Taihuangtian's "True Immortal Avatar" appeared in the air, his eyes locked onto Fang Han, and a powerful divine will swept over with destructive fluctuations.
There was no doubt that relying on the destructive fluctuations of this divine will alone, Taihuangtian could cause a planet to disintegrate.
"Yellow Spring Diagram!"
With a stir of his mind, Fang Han flew out his numerous magical treasures from the root system of the World Tree. They descended onto his body, protecting himself, while even more Pure Yang Heavy Water on the Key of the Desolate God, and even crystals, flew into the Yellow Spring Diagram and burned.
Now that he had obtained the Panwu True Blood, his control over the Key of the Desolate God had magnified immeasurably. He was even more capable of summoning his various magical treasures into the Ancestor Sorcerer Mirror, and he could even summon Fang Qingxue and the others inside.
"Hua Tiandu, you piece of trash, you even discarded the Panwu True Blood and let this little evil spawn obtain it. If you had revealed earlier that you possessed the Panwu True Blood, our Taiyi Sect would not be so passive. A drop of blood from a Heavenly Monarch! Surpassing Heaven Immortals, God Immortals, Profound Immortals, Golden Immortals… the blood of a Heavenly Monarch above numerous immortals! Heavenly Monarch, how could you refine it? Once I obtain it, I could possibly directly tear open the gate to the Immortal Realm and descend into the Immortal Realm! Without needing the talisman decree of the Immortal Realm, truly free and unfettered!"
Seeing this scene, Taihuangtian suddenly waved his large hand, shrouding toward Hua Tiandu.
"It's not like this, Ancestral Master! Ancestral Master spare my life!" Hua Tiandu screamed in horror, helplessly watching the large hand shroud him, and then his body vanished into thin air.
"You killed Hua Tiandu?" Fang Han was startled.
"Hmph! I won't kill him, he still has great utilization value to me. To you, he is the enemy of your destiny, fated to entail with you. I will send him into the Immortal Realm to scout the path for me. Let me know what the Immortal Realm is exactly like and what power distributions exist now." Taihuangtian let out consecutive long laughs: "Once he goes to the Immortal Realm to cultivate, his magic power will advance by leaps and bounds. At that time, he will sneak back down and completely kill you. Do not think that you have obtained so many fortuitous encounters; compared to the Immortal Realm, you are still like a tiny ant."
"Hahahahaha, with you saying this, I feel relieved!" Suddenly, all of Fang Han's astonishment vanished completely. The oppression from Taihuangtian's clone was also eliminated.
"What?" Taihuangtian was stunned.
"You said you are going to send Hua Tiandu out to the Immortal Realm, let him attain success in his cultivation, sneak back down, and then kill me. What you mean is that just this one clone coming here right now is far from being able to do anything to me. You have absolutely no certainty in killing me. In your subconscious, you know you cannot do anything to me now. Therefore, I have absolutely nothing to worry about! This time, the treasures of the Tianwu Treasury are all mine. Samsara Disc, destroy completely!"
Fang Han's voice was full of calmness and a powerful conviction. He saw through the flaws in Taihuangtian's words, analyzed the situation, calmed his mind greatly, and took the initiative to strike first.
In the Yellow Spring Diagram, massive amounts of Pure Yang Heavy Water burned, and the phantom of the Samsara Disc flew out entirely, pressing toward Taihuangtian.
"That's right, this clone of mine indeed cannot kill you, because you have already formed your climate. However, I can severely injure you completely, cripple all your divine abilities, ruin your countless years of bitter cultivation in an instant, and turn you into a crippled person." Facing the oppression of the Samsara Disc, Taihuangtian abruptly took a step forward: "I will let you know just how terrifying and irresistible the cultivation of a True Immortal is."
While taking a step forward, Taihuangtian reached out a large hand, actually grabbing the phantom of the Samsara Disc in one grasp. That phantom leaped within his hand, seemingly falling into another world, unable to jump out no matter what.
Gulp!
Seeing this scene, Fang Han nearly choked to death on a mouthful of saliva. He had never seen a person actually deal with the phantom of the Samsara Disc like this, grabbing it in the palm of his hand, letting it spin.
"Is this the power of a True Immortal? Just a clone is this terrifying?"
"Fang Han, is this the might of the Samsara Disc? It truly disappoints me too much. Back then, in the hands of the Yellow Spring Great Emperor, it did not have this kind of might. It seems you are still too weak; even giving you endless Pure Yang pills is of no use."
Taihuangtian's palm forcefully squeezed, crack.
The phantom of the Samsara Disc completely exploded in his palm, turning into countless fragments before vanishing.
"Senior Sister! Human Emperor Pen! Quickly enter the Ancestor Sorcerer Mirror and join together to kill Taihuangtian's True Immortal Avatar!" Fang Han fiercely summoned. The Panwu True Blood at his glabella slowly revolved, and his body once again merged into one with that ancient power on the Key of the Desolate God, opening the Ancestor Sorcerer Mirror.
Suddenly, outside, Fang Qingxue, Feng Yaoguang, and even the Human Emperor Pen who was in a fierce battle with the Desolate God King, were startled. They just saw a grayish light emitting from the "Ancestor Sorcerer Mirror", shining upon their bodies and pulling them toward the mirror.
The Human Emperor Pen knew what was happening and did not resist; instead, it wrote the word "Enter", vanished instantly, and also descended into the Ancestor Sorcerer Mirror, seeing the Key of the Desolate God.
Fang Qingxue and Feng Yaoguang even more so heard Fang Han's summon and entered it.
At this time, only the Desolate God King, Kunpeng, Taotie, and Meng Shaobai were left in the Desolate God Hall.
"Detestable, my losses are too great, my Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasures."
"I also lost eighteen Forget Sorrow Immortal Pills."
"Fellow Daoist Desolate God King, what do we do now? Should we also enter the Ancestor Sorcerer Mirror?" Kunpeng and Taotie looked at the Desolate God King. As they spoke, the eyes of the three shifted onto the Ancestor Sorcerer Mirror.
"We cannot enter it. That Fang Han has the World Tree, and that is why he entered it. What we must do now is to refine the Ancestor Sorcerer Mirror, refine this mirror. You two are Divine Beasts, with surging magic power, join forces with me!"
Amidst a loud roar, the Desolate God King spewed out a ray of light that shot fiercely onto the Ancestor Sorcerer Mirror, attempting to permeate his magic power into it.
Kunpeng and Taotie also exchanged a glance: "That's right, now it's turning the world upside down fighting in that Ancestor Sorcerer Mirror. We can also take advantage of both sides suffering losses to reap the benefits. Kill Fang Han. This Ancestor Sorcerer Mirror, in legends, is a supreme treasure of the Sorcery Dao Great World. It is not a Treasure Artifact, nor a Dao Artifact, much less an Immortal Artifact, but a treasure belonging to an unknown existence. In ancient times, it once shone with great brilliance. The people of the Sorcery Dao Great World even wanted to use it to establish the Sorcery Realm, paralleling the Immortal Realm, but they perished due to punishment from the Immortal Realm."
"Let us be a bit careful; later, if there is a chance, taking the opportunity to launch a sneak attack on that Desolate God King once is not impossible either."
The two Divine Beasts, each harboring ulterior motives, also spewed out a breath of primal essence, shooting onto the Ancestor Sorcerer Mirror.
"Taihuangtian!"
At this time, Fang Qingxue, Feng Yaoguang, and the Human Emperor Pen all entered the Ancestor Sorcerer Mirror. They saw the Key of the Desolate God, and also saw Taihuangtian. After crushing the phantom of the Samsara Disc with one grasp, Taihuangtian saw Fang Han summoning so many people to face him, and could not help but laugh loudly, but his eyes looked toward the Human Emperor Pen.
"Good, Human Emperor Pen, the number one sharpest artifact in ancient times, you actually comprehended the realm of Heaven and Earth as One during the great calamity. I have already cultivated to the True Immortal realm. If you can submit to me, I will take you into the Immortal Realm to cultivate together. Ultimately, promoting to an Immortal Artifact, or even an Artifact of Good Fortune, is not without hope for you."
Taihuangtian said proudly.
"What does a True Immortal amount to! It is merely the lowest tier of Immortal, and arguably, doesn't even count as an Immortal. A Heaven Immortal can only be considered an Immortal, but even if it were a Heaven Immortal, I do not hold them in my eyes! Even a Primal Immortal, Saint Immortal, Ancestor Immortal, or Supreme Immortal that is eight or nine realms higher than you, I do not hold in my eyes. Only a Heavenly Monarch, only a Heavenly Monarch has the qualification to let me attach myself! However, making me submit is impossible. Do you think you are the Good Fortune Immortal King, Daoist Hongmeng? Existences of that caliber who comprehended good fortune? Existences only one step away from being eternally immortal? Compared to them, you are but an ant. Taihuangtian, do you know? And this little clone of yours is even inferior to an ant!"
The Human Emperor Pen boldly struck, writing a word: "Small".
"Fang Han, devote yourself wholeheartedly. Urge the Panwu True Blood and the World Tree, cleanly take control of this Key of the Desolate God, do not be distracted! I will deal with this True Immortal Avatar!"