"Who are you?"
The Desolate God King was startled, looking at this masked youth before his eyes. The veil on the face of this masked youth ordinarily could fundamentally not hide from an expert like the Desolate God King. Even if it were a High-grade Dao Artifact, he could see through it at a glance, and even the world within a Peerless Dao Artifact could be seen through by him.
However, with a sweep of the Desolate God King's divine will, he actually could not see through the veil on this masked youth's face. This shock was no small matter.
Moreover, he felt that this youth's power was not strong. It seemed he was merely a figure of the sixth tier of the Longevity Secret Realm, the Heaven Position Realm. Furthermore, his Heaven Position Laws were not perfect, seemingly having just been condensed.
Of course, a person in the Heaven Position Realm, within the three thousand Great Worlds, could also be considered to have achieved the Dao and become an ancestor, a legend of an area, an Ancestral Master, a Dao Venerable. However, compared to a person in the "World King Realm," the disparity was too huge. A person in the World King Realm created worlds and was the master of a world. With one look, they could thoroughly and completely see through a person in the Heaven Position Realm, to the point where even how many divine abilities they had cultivated would be completely known to them like the back of their hand.
Yet now, he could not see through any of this youth's features.
Such a situation gave him no choice but to be careful.
"On your body, there is the restriction of the Key of the Desolate God. As soon as that Fang Han steps into the fifth tier of the Longevity Secret Realm, the Creation Realm, he can control you, and you will have no choice but to be his slave. I can remove the restriction for you, how about it?"
This masked youth looked at the Desolate God King and said unhurriedly.
"What did you say? How do you know so clearly." The Desolate God King was stunned, and then laughed loudly: "You can remove the restriction in my body for me? This is simply the biggest joke in the world. This restriction was set down by Heavenly Venerable Panwu, and you can remove it? Young man, do not think that just because you have a magical treasure, I will have scruples against you and let you deceive me. Never mind, I am feeling somewhat displeased today. I'll just comprehensively kill you, and acquire this magical treasure of yours first."
While speaking, the Desolate God King's body moved, and he clawed toward the masked youth.
This claw was the Desolate God King's formerly famous ultimate art, a supreme divine ability of the God Race, the Myriad Darkness Life-Snatching Claw. Under a single claw, it could cause all the living beings of an entire planet to be completely exterminated.
However, the masked youth's body suddenly became ethereal like mountains and rivers. The mirror atop his head emitted a burst of light and graceful radiance, and with a casual turn, it resisted the Desolate God King's Life-Snatching Claw.
"Zhendan God Emperor, you don't believe my words, could it be you don't believe this thing either?"
After resisting the Desolate God King's Life-Snatching Claw, this masked youth pulled out a tiny axe from his clothes. This tiny axe flashed with black light, was only the size of a finger, crystal clear, and he tossed it upward.
Swoosh!
From the axe, thousands upon thousands of layers of black brilliance projected out, directly shaking the Myriad Darkness Life-Snatching Claw until it shattered to dust. The aura on this axe was unimaginably ancient. It seemed to come from another world, born innate, and fundamentally not originally one entity with this heaven, earth, and universe. It was a kind of matter that existed before the birth of this heaven, earth, and universe.
A thing from before the primordial chaos!
"This is! Impossible, impossible! Progenitor Holy King Order! How could you have this kind of thing! This axe-shaped token is something only the supreme God Emperor of my God Race, one possessing the bloodline of the Progenitor Holy King, can attain! This token is condensed from the great axe qi of the Progenitor Holy King's Creation Divine Artifact."
Seeing this token, the Desolate God King, the Zhendan God Emperor, looked as if he had seen a ghost: "You are a Crown Prince of the Progenitor Holy King's lineage! And, how do you know my name."
"Zhendan God Emperor, as long as it is an affair of the God Race, there is nothing I do not know. You should understand what meaning the Progenitor Holy King Order in my hand represents." The masked youth said: "The Progenitor Holy King Order is the highest token of my God Race. All God Emperors, even upper God Emperors, upon seeing this token, must kneel. Because it represents the highest majesty of the father of the God Race, the Progenitor Holy King. Back then, the Progenitor Holy King executed the Three Emperors and chopped down the World Tree. Could it be that all of you have forgotten his oppressive might?"
"Subordinate pays respects to the Crown Prince!"
Looking at this masked youth, the Zhendan God Emperor bowed over. His expression changed, looking at the void, and then looking at that axe-shaped token, seeming to be sensing whether this axe-shaped token was genuine or not.
However, after sensing for a long time, he constantly felt the kind of aura transmitting out from within this axe-shaped token that originated from the source of the God Race.
"It seems you still appear not to believe."
The masked youth suddenly tossed the axe-shaped token in his hand toward the Zhendan God Emperor.
Crack!
The Zhendan God Emperor's entire body revealed a majestic aura, using both hands to catch the Progenitor Holy King Order. But the moment he received this Progenitor Holy King Order within his hands, his soul immediately produced a feeling of submission! Then his body trembled violently, and he involuntarily knelt down in the void, holding the order with both hands.
"This is a genuine Progenitor Holy King Order. Lord Crown Prince, please take back the token. I cannot bear the will of the Progenitor Holy King, the father of my God Race."
The Zhendan God Emperor's body trembled, and even his voice became quavering.
"Indeed, this is the oppressive might from the life branding of the God Race itself across thousands of generations. The Progenitor Holy King is the father of my God Race, having been born even before the birth of this universe." The masked youth said, "This Progenitor Holy King Order has an instinctive oppressive might towards the God Race. Even a God Emperor at the World King Realm like you is utterly powerless. Alright, rise!" He waved his hand, executing an unknown formula, and this token flew into his hand.
And the Zhendan God Emperor, this Desolate God King who was refined by the Great Puppet Magic, felt relieved of a heavy burden and stood up.
"Lord Crown Prince, what are your instructions."
"Just follow me, to go do a task. Later on, I will use this Progenitor Holy King Order to help you expel the restriction of the Key of the Desolate God. Although Immortal Venerable Panwu was at the Heavenly Monarch Realm and an extremely noble existence in the Immortal Realm, compared to the Progenitor Holy King, the gap is still great. You should know that this Progenitor Holy King Order can definitely help you remove the restriction, and even your Great Puppet Magic."
The masked youth said.
"I naturally believe." The Zhendan God Emperor said respectfully.
To the God Race, the Progenitor Holy King Order was equivalent to an imperial sword of authority in the mortal world! Allowing one to execute first and report later.
"Since that is the case, then just come with me."
"Yes!"
This masked youth quickly turned the mirror atop his head. With a slight movement, crystal light radiated in all directions, and he disappeared into the air together with the Desolate God King, Zhendan God Emperor.
"To think that this Key of the Desolate God was still obtained by Fang Han. It is a pity that no matter how I deduce, I cannot deduce where he currently exists." Inside the Tianwu Treasury, it was now completely chaotic. The various factions looked at one another in dismay, not knowing what to do. While Su Xiuyi protected his body within the Earth Emperor Book.
His eyes turning, he seemed to be deducing something.
However, he was constantly unable to sense any aura of Fang Han.
"Now that Fang Han has obtained the Key of the Desolate God, he will be extremely hard to subdue. Having sufficient Pure Yang power and a Peerless Dao Artifact, he can ceaselessly reverse time to undergo bitter cultivation, cultivating for tens of thousands of years all at once. By the time he comes out, I'm afraid he will be extraordinarily terrifying." Ying Xiantian also stood in the air, his expression somewhat uncomfortable.
He could be considered to have offended Fang Han, and his future days would not be easy.
In the past, as the Emperor of the Demonic Sect, the number one person in the Demonic Dao, no matter how fiercely Fang Han jumped around, he was but a rising star and not to be taken seriously. But now, Fang Han had transformed into an existence fully capable of rivaling the first-rate Immortal Venerables of the Dao Sects.
No longer a rising star, but an existence on the level of an old antique or old monster.
The current Fang Han was already fully capable of sitting on equal footing with the magnate sect leaders of the Ten Dao Sects of the Immortal Dao, and had even surpassed them.
If one said that within the Yuhua Sect, Feng Baiyu had always been the magnate sect leader, right now, Fang Han's reputation already overshadowed his.
"Damn it! To actually let Fang Han obtain the Key of the Desolate God! Now, giving him just a few months of time, he will be able to nurture his trusted aides and elevate their strength inside the Key of the Desolate God to a terrifying degree. The longer the time passes, the more formidable it gets. I fear another Immortal Venerable Linglong will emerge."
"What do we do now?"
"Collect!"
"Although the Clue of the Desolate God, the greatest treasure of this Tianwu Treasury, has been taken away, the various halls still hold many supreme treasures that must be collected one by one."
"Good, make a move!"
Rumble!
Inside the Tianwu Treasury, a chaotic great battle broke out immediately. Countless cultivators struck in succession. Everywhere, treasure lights flashed, divine thunder exploded, and Dao Artifacts flew across.
"The Key of the Desolate God? Was actually obtained by Fang Han? Good! Very good! It seems that Fang Han and I will soon dominate heaven and earth. That Peerless Dao Artifact, the Flame Emperor Fire Dragon Cauldron, was also obtained. The only fly in the ointment is that Fang Qingxue is by his side." At this moment, amidst a patch of black long banners, Yan Shuitian concealed herself deep within the darkness, and did not make a move to snatch treasures. Now that she had obtained the Peerless Dao Artifact, the Black Emperor Tide Banner, she was already satisfied. As long as she digested it, her strength could be elevated more than tenfold.
She also did not want to wade through these muddy waters, and with a slight movement, retreated out of the Tianwu Treasury.
Having lost the Key of the Desolate God, the Tianwu Treasury began to tremble. Everything was shaking, the space trembled, and intense explosions were constantly generated at all times. It seemed that this treasure house was on the verge of disintegration.
Many materials, treasures, and some Dao Artifacts floated out. They were being snatched over by people.
And at this very moment, Fang Han thoroughly concealed the Yellow Spring Diagram inside an unnamed space-time crevice. Then, he urged the Pure Yang power inside the Key of the Desolate God, and together with Fang Qingxue accelerated time. The time was adjusted to the terrifying degree of one hour being one hundred years.
One hour equaling one year would require consuming a hundred million pills!
Now, one hour equaling one hundred years, the pills consumed was not simply a hundredfold. The more severely the power of time was accelerated, the quantity of Pure Yang qi consumed would reach a truly astonishing figure.
However, having the Key of the Desolate God present, no matter how many Pure Yang pills were consumed, Fang Han did not care in the slightest.
Fang Han fully released a quantity of pills equal to a trillion to supply for cultivation.
Now, together with Fang Qingxue, his consciousness immersed into his grotto-heaven, facing Kunpeng and Taotie. He had burned a hundred thousand years of lifespan to capture the two of them, and now he was going to recoup his losses from the two great Divine Beasts.