Originally, even if one comprehended the laws of time and stepped into the stage of the "Zhouguang Realm," although the capacity of the body would certainly increase, it would still require a long time of arduous accumulation of magic power, a long period of amassing.
However, right now within the Key of the Desolate God, massive amounts of Pure Yang primal energy were stored, which directly teleported into Fang Han's body, equivalent to reducing ten thousand years of his bitter cultivation. This kind of cheap bargain was something only Fang Han could encounter.
In an instant, the capacity of his body expanded, and his magic power boiled. Originally it was the power of thirty billion galloping fierce horses, but now it fully elevated to eighty billion!
That's right, exactly eighty billion!
Right now, Fang Han's power was almost equal to that of Kunpeng, Taotie, and those Divine Beasts that had stepped into the Zhouguang Realm. Moreover, as long as he continued to cultivate, accumulating more time law fragments, and then causing the time laws to reach ultimate great perfection, his magic power would continually rise. Eventually, he would stand shoulder to shoulder with Divine Beasts, or even surpass them.
There was no other reason than because within his body, he had the Panwu True Blood and the Great Origin Magic. With every elevation of a realm, his magic power was several times, even ten times, that of other cultivators.
Furthermore, his magic power was enduring.
That fragment of the laws of time slowly revolved within Fang Han's grotto-heaven, then entered his body, and finally caused the magic power of his body to approach saturation.
And his lifespan was not only replenished but was even elevated to the terrifying extent of two hundred and forty thousand years, conforming to the number of the heavens and the six directions.
What was even more domineering was that with Fang Han's breakthrough, the crystal wall barrier of the second-layer space of the Key of the Desolate God seemed to have absolutely no obstruction against him anymore. The moment he entered it, instantly, the fragrance of medicines rushed upon his face. It was actually a place for storing pills!
Fang Han saw massive amounts of Earth-grade pills, like "Dharma Sage Relics," piled up like garbage in hall after hall, and there were also Heaven-grade pills, like those rare Nirvana Pills, Seven Lives Profound Gate Pills, and even Nine Revolutions Soul Returning Pills, as well as Taiqing Jade Liquid Great Restorative Pills, all piled up inside. They were loaded into one gigantic gourd after another.
There were also many, many rare pills that Fang Han could not even call out the names of, which were also present, and the quantity was extremely large.
Earth-grade pills and Heaven-grade pills were stored as if they were storing rice.
There were also Immortal Pills! The "Ten Hearts Heavenly King Precious Pill" and "Endless Good Fortune Pill" that Fang Han recognized were also packed in the gourds above, suppressed by magical talismans.
There were at least a thousand kinds of Immortal Pills! There were Low-grade Immortal Pills, Mid-grade Immortal Pills, High-grade Immortal Pills, and even, high up in the sky, inside some powerful crystal bottles, there were suppressed Peerless Immortal Pills! Those Immortal Pills, Fang Han could not even call out their names, and there were not even any records of them in the Heavenly Dragon Secret Manual. They seemed to come from the Immortal Realm, pills refined by extremely brilliant immortals. Fang Han even felt that he had no way of consuming them himself; if he consumed them, his body would definitely explode and he would die.
"I struck it big! So many Immortal Pills! This is a fortuitous encounter, a true fortuitous encounter. I, Fang Han, have never been this wealthy! What Yuhua Sect, what Taiyi Sect, they do not have as many pills as I do! Even the Limitless Star Palace probably doesn't have this many Immortal Pills!" Fang Han trembled all over with excitement; he didn't even have the time to investigate exactly how many Immortal Pills there were.
In short, he knew that he had truly struck it rich. From now on, he could establish a sect, elevate his own power, create a sect more powerful than the Taiyi Sect, and be a Dao Ancestor of a sect.
Of course, to be a Dao Ancestor of a sect required a profound realm; otherwise, having this much wealth in vain would just make one a fat sheep to be plundered by others.
"With so many Immortal Pills, first I will elevate the realms of the Heavenly Demons and various experts nurtured within the Eight部 Floating Pagoda. But right now, I must first eliminate Taihuangtian's avatar entirely." Fang Han observed this space of Immortal Pills, then looked deeper, and saw layer upon layer of crystal walls again; it seemed powerful treasures were still hidden inside.
Immortal Venerable Panwu, besides Pure Yang primal energy and various Immortal Pills, should also have many treasures, magical treasures, and Dao Artifacts would definitely not be lacking. There were even some powerful Longevity Fruits and Longevity Laws, but these things should all be in the depths of the Key of the Desolate God, requiring Fang Han to elevate his realm before he could break through the crystal walls and obtain these treasures.
The matter of utmost urgency for Fang Han right now was to kill Taihuangtian's avatar first.
Thus, his body moved, flying out of the space of the Key of the Desolate God.
Rumble! Rumble!
The Human Emperor Pen, Fang Qingxue, and Feng Yaoguang were currently in a fierce battle with Taihuangtian's avatar. This avatar of Taihuangtian was extremely formidable, completely suppressing everything; even the Human Emperor Pen was no longer so effortless, its expression somewhat solemn. If Fang Han had not been unceasingly transmitting massive amounts of Pure Yang primal energy inside, probably everyone except the Human Emperor Pen would not have been able to hold on.
"Human Emperor Pen, although your realm is high, you are unable to deal with me. You are also unable to contend against a True Immortal. What is a True Immortal? A genuine immortal! Even if it is just an avatar, it is fully sufficient to suppress you!"
The momentum of Taihuangtian's clone was like a rainbow. Every step he took, a thousand or a hundred voids exploded in succession. With a casual grab, the crystal light of Fang Qingxue's Immortal Ancient Lightning Cannon scattered, and Feng Yaoguang's face was even more pale, blood escaping from the corner of her mouth. Only the Human Emperor Pen did not fall into a disadvantage, still ceaselessly writing one character after another.
"Simply shamelessly boasting. Even if your true body came, you could do nothing to me. For a mere True Immortal to dare be so arrogant in front of me is truly unimaginable. Do you think you are a Heavenly Monarch?" The Human Emperor Pen suddenly let out a long howl: "It seems that if I don't bring out my true strength, you, a mere True Immortal, will not know what terror is. I will let you know how the word terror is written!"
While speaking, the Human Emperor Pen wrote the two large characters "Terror" in the air. As soon as these two large characters appeared, the space everywhere solidified, turning into an absolute domain. Countless hellish scenes manifested, and this absolute domain enclosed Taihuangtian's form within it, squeezing toward the center.
"Good!"
Taihuangtian formed no fear at all; the steps of his feet shook, his entire body tore apart, and he consecutively blasted outwards with a hundred million punches. Every punch contained infinite great power, immediately shaking this absolute domain until it shattered to pieces.
"Holding the universe in hand, revolving the sun and moon, stepping on the eight directions, Imperial Heaven hundred transformations! Take my strike, Imperial Heaven Divine Fist! I am the Imperial Heaven and Sovereign Earth! I represent heaven and earth, absolutely dominant and invincible! The overlord of heaven and earth! Die for me!"
Taihuangtian, at this moment, displayed his overwhelming power, hacking toward the Human Emperor Pen, showcasing absolute strength and ferocity. He was a hundred times more brutal than an ancient demon god.
On the face belonging to the Human Emperor Pen, solemnity appeared once more, "If my strength were not less than one percent of what it used to be, would I need to have scruples against a mere True Immortal clone? Even an Ancestor Immortal or a Supreme Immortal, I could withstand."
Just during this stalemate, suddenly, the entirety of the Key of the Desolate God twitched violently, and then a majestic and vast aura rose up from the Key of the Desolate God. Fang Han's body surfaced in front of Fang Qingxue, and with a slight push of his palm, the gigantic Samsara Disc manifested once again. This time, the shadow of the Samsara Disc was much larger than just before, and also much clearer. Carved upon it were actually the eighteen levels of hell, as well as the shadows of many Great Worlds, and even more infinite alternate dimensions and demon dimensions. It was almost like a real physical entity.
Now that Fang Han had cultivated to the fourth tier of the Longevity Secret Realm, the Zhouguang Realm, with his realm elevated, his utilization of the Yellow Spring Diagram was also much more exquisite, and many exquisite functions within it could also be displayed.
Although completely urging the Yellow Spring Diagram required at least the seventh tier of Longevity, the "World King Realm," right now Fang Han could already sense the power of time within it and urge it using his own rules of time.
"Time flies like a shuttle, years pass away, the departed are lost like the flowing great river, the dust of history, all exists within time." While Fang Han was urging the Samsara Disc, the Minor Destiny Magic was also unleashed, pointing toward Taihuangtian's weak spot.
Especially, while Fang Han was urging the Dao arts, the Key of the Desolate God also resonated with it; the majestic and ancient power upon it surrounded his body, causing his power to double with every breath he took, making him exceedingly more tyrannical than his own strength.
The Samsara Disc crushed forward, and this time Taihuangtian knew how formidable it was and could no longer easily grab it with his hand. Instead, he exhaled and shouted, blasting two punches onto the disc, revolving ceaselessly, and only ultimately resolving the power of this disc. Once resolved, his body also dimmed considerably, seeming to have consumed an excessive amount of primal energy.
After all, this was just a clone of his; although ferocious and brutal, its power was restricted. Dealing with the Human Emperor Pen, it could gain a slight upper hand, but dealing with so many experts, especially Fang Han who had mastered the Key of the Desolate God, it was difficult to sustain.
"Imperial Heaven Divine Fist, kill!" In Taihuangtian's eyes, a ferocious light manifested once more, and he delivered a punch toward Fang Han, "Fang Han, to think you actually comprehended the Zhouguang Realm and realized the laws of time. Today, I want all your laws to be completely shattered; even if I have to abandon this avatar, I will make your cultivation regress greatly once again. Your grotto-heaven, shatter for me! Your laws, shatter for me!"
This avatar of Taihuangtian seemed to be risking its life.
He saw that Fang Han seemed to have mastered the Key of the Desolate God, and knew that in this expedition to seize the treasures of the Tianwu Treasury, the Taiyi Sect had failed thoroughly and completely. The massive treasures of the entire Tianwu Treasury all belonged to Fang Han. This treasure probably did not pale in comparison in the slightest to the treasures of the entire Taiyi Sect. If it fell into Fang Han's hands, then after several decades, or even without needing several decades, in just a few years, Fang Han would cultivate bitterly and elevate his realm. At that time, probably the entire Yuhua Sect could become a great sect capable of rivaling the Taiyi Sect, and the Taiyi Sect would not have the slightest advantage! When the great calamity arrived, they would be unable to complete the talisman decree of the Immortal Realm!
Therefore, even if he had to abandon this avatar, he had to execute Fang Han; at the very least, he had to shatter Fang Han's laws, causing his cultivation to regress so that he could never promote again.
"Not good!"
Seeing the crazed avatar of Taihuangtian, Fang Han's heart turned cold; he felt that all of Taihuangtian's divine will was concentrated upon himself, especially upon his Spatial Laws of great perfection, as well as the time law fragments he had just condensed.
Rumble!
Suddenly, Taihuangtian abandoned all defense, allowing the bombardment of the Human Emperor Pen to land on himself, while he concentrated all his power, launching a killing punch toward Fang Han.