"Fang Han, give me Pure Yang Heavy Water, I will use the Immortal Ancient Lightning Cannon to bombard Taihuangtian's True Immortal Avatar!" Seeing Fang Han sit down cross-legged, Fang Qingxue immediately transmitted her divine will.
Fang Han could obtain massive amounts of Pure Yang Heavy Water from the Key of the Desolate God. She, however, could not; she did not have this destiny.
"Alright!" Fang Han did not make a single movement, running the Yellow Spring Diagram and the City of Violent Lightning completely through to each other.
Following that, rolling, surging Pure Yang Heavy Water flowed like a great river, entering the City of Violent Lightning, thoroughly absorbed by the Immortal Ancient Lightning Cannon. That Chan Nannan also lined her own pockets, devouring large mouthfuls, happier than a child who got a beloved toy.
The artifact spirits of Peerless Dao Artifacts were miserable. Although they could also draw up Immortal Realm primal energy, their original bodies were too huge, and the primal energy required for supply was a thousand or hundred times that of an ordinary cultivator. Normally, they could not even move; the artifact spirit would be exhausted as soon as they moved, and moreover, the artifact spirit could not leave the original body to roam outside.
Otherwise, it would be like the Common People Seal; the artifact spirit went out on its own, and the original body was immediately occupied by the Desolate God King's clone, turning into a homeless existence.
Therefore, the artifact spirits of all Peerless Dao Artifacts hoped for a master to infuse Pure Yang primal power into them, letting them unleash their power to their heart's content, roam heaven and earth, and elevate their realms.
Massive amounts of "Pure Yang Heavy Water" poured into the City of Violent Lightning. Fang Qingxue's expression did not change; she directly revolved the City of Violent Lightning. The Immortal Ancient Lightning Cannon gleamed with brilliant light, and a thick pillar of light blasted out, locking onto Taihuangtian's True Immortal Avatar.
Taihuangtian's True Immortal Avatar saw the Immortal Ancient Lightning Cannon striking over, and his expression became quite a bit more solemn. He opened his mouth and spat, spitting out a similar pitch-black pillar of light, colliding with the Immortal Ancient Lightning Cannon, the two sides slaughtering each other. This pitch-black pillar of light spewed from his mouth was full of the aura of disaster. Clearly, it was the aura of the Great Disaster Magic.
Facing Taihuangtian, the Human Emperor Pen wielded its brush again. Following that "Small" word, it wrote a "Weak" word. The two words Small and Weak rotated around Taihuangtian, and abruptly with a flash, struck into Taihuangtian's body.
"I am incomparably powerful, you, Human Emperor Pen, can do nothing to me!" This clone of Taihuangtian shook again, actually forcing the two characters of the Human Emperor Pen out from his body. With a single vibration, they turned into fragments, and then his eyes gazed toward Fang Han, "Light of Destruction!"
The Human Emperor Pen immediately swayed its body, its tall form blocking in front of Fang Han, resisting the Light of Destruction shooting fiercely out from Taihuangtian's eyes.
"Kill!"
In the air, it wrote another ancient "Kill" character. Immediately, murderous aura flared, and a kind of killing aura permeated everywhere, far more formidable than Meng Shaobai's Great Slaughter Magic.
This clone of Taihuangtian was completely fearless; his entire body vibrated, grabbing out with one grasp, destroying this "Kill" character once again. Subsequently, he fiercely stepped forward, a large hand grabbing toward the Key of the Desolate God. It shook violently, seemingly trying to pick up this key.
However, how heavy and huge was the Key of the Desolate God? With the power of his True Immortal clone, he could not shake it.
If it were not housed within the Ancestor Sorcerer Mirror, let alone a Peerless Dao Artifact, even that might be unable to collect this key.
At the very least, Fang Han certainly could not collect this Key of the Desolate God using the Yellow Spring Diagram.
Fang Han now sat upright on the Key of the Desolate God. On one hand, he utilized the World Tree, and on the other, he urged the Panwu True Blood, attempting to thoroughly establish a resonance with the Key of the Desolate God.
He had now perceived that this Key of the Desolate God was incomparably mysterious. He actually could not sense its artifact spirit, yet it was not like the Common People Seal where the artifact spirit had left.
He also currently could not feel entirely what state this key existed in.
However, he could only silently use his divine will to probe, to refine, and to fuse together with the ancient source aura upon it, to grasp this key. Even if he could not completely control it, controlling a portion was also extremely good.
Crack, crack. His divine will continuously penetrated deep into the Key of the Desolate God. First, he saw some spaces storing colossal amounts of Pure Yang crystal mountain ranges, with Pure Yang Heavy Water ceaselessly flowing in. Then they gathered together, underwent massive compression, and finally turned into crystals, rather than existing in the form of pills.
Fang Han's divine will probed further up, and felt that this key seemingly was truly communicating with the Immortal Realm, carrying out plunder. At every moment, liquid Immortal Realm primal energy gushed down, converging into an ocean, and beneath the ocean, there was a gigantic formation that extracted the liquid within. It only left the Pure Yang primal energy, while the other impure qi was all extruded, transmitted into who knows which space.
Originally, Fang Han could only draw upon liquid immortal qi, which had not yet undergone extraction. But now, he could directly communicate with the Pure Yang Heavy Water.
"It is truly too spectacular! Too spectacular!"
The place Fang Han's divine will stood now was precisely the first layer inside the Key of the Desolate God. He could see that within the vast space, three thousand Pure Yang great rivers rolled and flowed, and at the end of the three thousand Pure Yang great rivers was a towering Pure Yang crystal mountain.
Each crystal mountain, if converted into pills, could only be calculated in trillions.
An unknown number of "trillions".
And now, Fang Han could casually demand from it.
"This single Pure Yang crystal mountain, converted into Pure Yang pills, might be several tens of trillions, a hundred trillion! Three thousand mountains, three thousand great rivers! How many pills is that? I have truly struck it rich. I'm afraid I can rival the Limitless Star Palace. Moreover, the Key of the Desolate God is still incessantly drawing upon liquid immortal qi and condensing primal energy. As expected, he who obtains the Key of the Desolate God obtains the world. With this much Pure Yang qi, how many experts can I groom?"
Looking at the three thousand Pure Yang great rivers and three thousand Pure Yang crystal mountain ranges, Fang Han's heart surged with excitement! He seemed to have already seen the scene of himself grooming countless experts, slaughtering the God Race until they fell like scattered flowers and flowing water, unifying the Xuanhuang Great World.
Unfortunately, what a pity was that right now he could not move the Key of the Desolate God away!
Walking to the very end of the first layer of the Key of the Desolate God, Fang Han precisely saw a space-time barrier appear; a massive amount of crystal walls obstructed him, fundamentally making it impossible for him to penetrate inside and catch a glimpse of its source.
Fang Han unleashed the Great Origin Magic, attempting to merge with that crystal wall and penetrate deep within, yet there was still absolutely no movement.
A stream of thought without the slightest emotional fluctuation was transmitted into Fang Han's divine will: "Having the Panwu True Blood makes one the designated inheritor, but without comprehending the laws of time, one cannot enter the second layer of the Key of the Desolate God."
"Hm? Where did this thought come from? Without comprehending the laws of time, one cannot enter inside? Could it be that the Key of the Desolate God has many layers, and entering each layer requires the corresponding law before one can obtain the treasures inside?"
Fang Han's mind was exceptionally clever, and he immediately grasped something.
He carefully cast his divine will across the whole space once again. At once, he detected that this first layer spaced in the Key of the Desolate God was roughly as large as a planet. Its function was precisely to draw upon liquid immortal qi from the Immortal Realm, refine it into Pure Yang Heavy Water, and then condense it into crystal mountains; the wealth accumulated over days and months was immeasurable.
As of now, he could only control this first layer space.
And the root system of the World Tree could also only take root in the first layer space, absorbing Pure Yang power as well as liquid immortal qi. It was fundamentally unable to penetrate deep within.
Pondering for a moment, Fang Han shouted abruptly: "Panwu True Blood!"
At his glabella, a lump of fist-sized Panwu True Blood flew out, and with a slight rotation, the aura of Immortal Venerable Panwu started fusing with the entire first layer space. Suddenly, Fang Han felt that this space connected together as one piece with the grotto-heaven he had cultivated.
His space could at any time manipulate the power of this space; even when necessary, he could ignite the Pure Yang crystal mountains and urge the might of a Peerless Dao Artifact.
Rumble!
Just as his grotto-heaven fused with this first layer space, the magic power within his body skyrocketed once again; pieces of spatial laws flowed one by one within his heart.
Inside his body, even more spatial law fragments condensed into form. A total of three thousand spatial law fragments revolved within his body; with a thud, the magic power inside his body swelled, and a small portion of the Panwu True Blood melted into his body. It was refined by him and fused into one with his bloodline.
His strength, his magic power, were all increasing.
At this moment, the Spatial Laws reached great perfection.
Three thousand spatial law fragments formed a complete spatial law crystal. This spatial law crystal was like a six-faceted prismatic gemstone. It represented the true essence of up, down, and the four directions.
At this moment, he faintly sensed the power of time. He was but one step away from comprehending the time law stage, the "Zhouguang Realm".
"Break the obstacles! Seek the truth! A distance of one step cannot impede my mind; the laws of time, the realm of the Zhouguang Realm, at this present moment, cannot hinder my impact and capturing!"
At this moment, the Spatial Laws were in great perfection. Fang Han did not hesitate slightly, beginning to impact the laws of time, aiming to reach the level of the Longevity Secret Realm's fourth tier, the Zhouguang Realm.
He possessed the experience of comprehending the laws of time, having comprehended it numerous times inside the Yellow Spring Diagram, and moreover, there was a tiny shred of time law fragment remaining from a clone of the Desolate God King within his body.
Now, based precisely on this tiny shred of time law fragment, Fang Han's eyes broke through the obstacles, delivering a punch toward the void.
"Bang!"
After the punch resonated, Fang Han's grotto-heaven, his body, all started a kind of transformation; a powerful aura brewed. At this moment, time and space seemingly could no longer impede his existence.
Within his natal grotto-heaven, a minute fragment surged out, and a faint power of time emitted from within it. Inside his grotto-heaven, the degree to which time flowed was slightly different from the outside world. Even though this flow rate was very weak, it was nonetheless an essential transformation.
At this moment, with one step, he entered the "Zhouguang Realm" and comprehended the laws of time.
Elevating to a brand new realm once again.
At the moment he promoted, his lifespan increased unrestrictedly; large amounts of Pure Yang Heavy Water, and even some crystal mountains dismantled, flying up and entering his body, starting to convert into magic power. This caused his power to continuously increase as well.