"Oh no! What kind of formidable figure is this!"
Marquis Zhanwu, Marquis Zhenwu, and Marquis Zhiwu never dreamt that, even under the joint attack of the nine great Marquises, someone could forcibly break into the formation, protect Yan Shuitian, and instead of fleeing, actually make a move to kill! All the Marquises roared in anger, wishing they could tear this person who had appeared into ten thousand pieces.
Moreover, they had to rescue "Marquis Judin". Otherwise, if Marquis Judin was killed, they would not be able to shirk the blame. When the imperial court of the Holy Light Empire investigated later, they would all face severe punishment.
Now, Marquis Judin had been grabbed and slapped by Fang Han, first shattered, and then turned into a lump of meat patty, unable to execute any divine abilities or dharma power. It was incomparably miserable; every inch of his flesh and blood was roasted by the Heavenly Realm Purifying Fire. That Heavenly Realm Purifying Fire was one of the most powerful flames within the Flame Emperor Fire Dragon Cauldron. After merging with Fang Han's Red Emperor Fire Sovereign Qi, it became even more formidable. A casual brush could burn away space. If a tyrannical figure with an Undying Body was tainted by a speck of this flame, their entire body would be refined away, not even leaving behind dust.
In other words, Fang Han could now casually wave his hand and render a powerhouse with an Undying Body dead beyond dead.
"You still want to rescue Marquis Judin? Very well, I will let you see how he is refined to death by me." Fang Han was now facing the enemies single-handedly. His other arm held Yan Shuitian, continuously melting and pouring pure yang essence qi and the medicinal qi of various pills into her body.
"This is a High-grade Immortal Pill, the Golden Immortal Tribulation-Crossing Pill, refined from the origin of a Golden Immortal. It is a treasure I obtained from the Spoon of the Barren God. Once you consume it, not only will it increase your lifespan by ten thousand years, but it will also elevate your origin." Fang Han's voice transmitted into Yan Shuitian's ears.
Yan Shuitian widened her eyes, unable to speak, because her body was stuffed with medicinal power; she could only try her best to refine it.
"Watch how I kill people. With my current cultivation, even if the Supreme Sect Leader of your Taiyi Sect, Supreme Chaos Heaven, came, he could do nothing to me, let alone these scums before us." At the instant he infused the medicinal power and vital energy into Yan Shuitian, Fang Han did not pause. With a slight curl of his fingertips, the flames on them swept out, completely wrapping up Marquis Judin, who had been turned into a meat patty.
In the blink of an eye, that Marquis Judin was compressed by the flames into a meatball, bouncing unsteadily on Fang Han's fingertips. Shrill and miserable screams issued from that meatball. With every roasting, large drops of grease fell off, causing the flames to surge even more fiercely. This seemed to truly be roasting meat.
"Beast!"
Seeing this scene, the remaining eight great Marquises almost had their eye sockets crack open. They knew this was a type of the most cruel heavenly fire soul refinement. Within the flames, Marquis Judin's body was melting bit by bit, and those drops of grease falling into the flames were Marquis Judin's life essence.
Marquis Zhenwu launched an attack first, chopping a palm towards Fang Han. From that palm, a clump of astral qi resembling a sword wheel suddenly condensed. Whirling and soaring, it slashed towards Fang Han.
"Clang!"
However, this sword wheel astral qi crashed into a protective barrier of light surrounding Fang Han's body, and on the spot, it was shaken by that protective shield and exploded into powder.
"Great Protection Technique!"
Marquis Zhenwu was greatly startled. He was a peerless expert at the longevity fourth tier, the Cosmic Light Realm. That strike just now was the killing move "Balanced Heaven Sword Wheel". Not only did it fail to slay Fang Han, but it was shattered instead.
At the same time, all the attacks from the other eight great Marquises were blocked outside by Fang Han's Great Protection Technique.
One round of attacks yielded no results. Right at this moment, Fang Han moved.
Once Fang Han moved, it was like a fierce tiger leaving its lair, a phoenix emerging from its nest, a dragon soaring through the nine heavens, a Black Turtle descending upon the water.
Stepping out step by step, with himself as the center, all the vital energy compressed towards the middle. In the air, many large black holes appeared. Some large black holes led to the Buddha Realm, some to the Dragon Realm, some even to the Void God Realm, and some communicated with the Immortal Realm. These black holes rose and fell one after another, twisting and rotating various powers, creating a bizarre force field.
Within this bizarre force field, the bodies of the eight great Marquises were viciously twisted; everyone felt a sensation as if their bodies were being torn apart.
"This person is actually so formidable!"
All the Marquises were thoroughly shocked and hurriedly retreated.
Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Fang Han stepped upon the void, giving chase swiftly, like a death god pursuing lives. The sound of every footstep shook people's hearts. It was incredibly fast, yet sounding in the ears of everyone, it was incomparably slow; an instant seemed like ten thousand years had passed. This precise manipulation of time was indeed inconceivable, demonstrating the deepest level of comprehension and profound meaning regarding the laws of time.
Smack!
Marquis Luling, his mind shaken by Fang Han's footsteps, dodged slightly too slowly. He was caught up by Fang Han like lightning, following like a shadow, like maggots attached to the bone right behind him, and a palm stamped down.
Squelch!
Fang Han's palm first struck flatly, then lifted like a hook, directly piercing entirely through Marquis Luling's body from the back. Then, he forcefully clawed out his heart alive.
Marquis Luling let out a miserable scream. In his empty chest, flesh and blood regenerated anew, attempting to condense into a complete heart, but it was too late. Fang Han's hand, like a blade, enveloped and sliced down like a heavenly net. In the blink of an eye, his body, along with the magical treasures on his body, was sliced into pieces of meat of varying sizes. There was no High-grade Dao Artifact on his body, only a set of Mid-grade Dao Artifacts, but it was far inferior to the Eight Divisions Pagoda, let alone the Thirty-Three Heavens Ultimate Treasure. After slicing him up, Fang Han refined all these materials together.
"You too shall become a meatball and accept my flame torture! You nine Marquises of the Holy Light Empire, plus you, a Third Prince, make exactly ten. Accept the torment of the blazing fire on my fingertips. Only when you have completely turned into ashes, and Yan Shuitian is pleased, will you be liberated." Fang Han's powerful divine intent swept out. An enveloping flame hand condensed once again, capturing Marquis Luling and turning him into a flaming projectile, bouncing and being refined on his fingertips.
"Dammit!"
Having two great Marquises successively confined and killed, that Third Prince could finally no longer endure and made a fierce move. As soon as he acted, an intense holy light emanated from his body, like the sole true god within this heaven and universe.
This was the aura of the Great Light Technique on the Third Prince's body. His understanding of the Great Light Technique was far above everyone else's. Releasing a move, it was a surging tide of holy light. Amidst that intense holy light and holy radiance, Sections of poetry unexpectedly emerged; they were magnificent hymns, holy poems. Somewhat similar to the Genesis text.
Holy poems flowed, holy songs rang loud and clear. Within the light, the Third Prince's clothes fluttered as he crossed infinite space in a single step, blasting a punch towards Fang Han. This punch was a punch of creation. Around the Third Prince's palm entwined a stream of creation qi. Everyone felt that if hit by this punch from the Third Prince, their own material would change; water could turn to fire, earth could turn to metal, a person could turn into a pig or dog.
This was the formidable aspect of the "Creation Realm", the longevity fifth tier; creation qi, immortal matter.
An intense threat surged into Yan Shuitian's heart. Although Yan Shuitian was held in Fang Han's embrace, protected airtightly, in her eyes, as the Third Prince's punch blasted over, heaven and earth vanished, leaving only a fist. Surrounding the fist were magnificent Sections of poetry, like a saint descending upon the mortal world.
This was simply irresistible.
Hmph!
Right at this moment, Fang Han snorted coldly. His hand shifted, and he also blasted out a punch. The ways of kings and hegemons entwined outward. As the punch blasted forth, rumbling heavily in the air, two streams of qi appeared.
"Three Thousand Great Daos, Great King-Hegemon Technique!" The Third Prince said proudly: "But it is useless. You have not yet comprehended the realm of creation; you fundamentally do not understand how terrifying an expert in the creation realm is. With a casual punch, I can change your body's structure, any of your astral qi and matter. Even further, I can distort your laws. Now, you shall completely collapse under this punch of mine. After you collapse, I will extract the laws from your body and then turn you into a pet."
Crack crack! Entangled by the Third Prince's creation qi, Fang Han's Great King-Hegemon fist continuously shattered. Meanwhile, the Third Prince's punch did not budge an inch, continuing its offensive.
"Is that so?" Right at this moment, a cold smile appeared at the corner of Fang Han's mouth. Suddenly retracting his palm, he threw out another strike. Woo woo woo, woo woo woo. A Disc of Reincarnation as massive as a planet manifested in the air. This time it was not a phantom, but the main body. Upon the Disc of Reincarnation, seventy-two demonic shadows also began to manifest their true physical forms. Among these seventy-two demonic shadows, some had human bodies and snake tails, some had bird heads and horse bodies, taking various strange forms, brimming with ancient primordial auras.
Fang Han cultivated for three thousand years within the Yellow Springs Diagram, and utilizing the Spoon of the Barren God, he finally thoroughly restored the Yellow Springs Diagram. Now, he could release the true main body of the Disc of Reincarnation. However, not being a figure at the World King Realm, he still could not fully mobilize this power. Yet, its true form now was still incomparably terrifying.
Boundless coercion, true terror, manifested in space.
Crash boom, seemingly like a mountain collapsing, the Third Prince's punch completely fell apart. All the Sections of poetry were entirely eradicated, and his own main body experienced waves of fluctuating astral qi, possessing no ability to resist whatsoever as it disintegrated piece by piece.
Some of the treasures he wore on his body—spiritual talismans, protective jade pendants, even his clothes—exploded one after another underneath the true main body of the Disc of Reincarnation. The treasures on his body were all good items; even the most inconspicuous jade pendant was a Mid-grade Dao Artifact, but right now, one could only hear those artifact spirits screaming miserably one after another before dying. This made him both enraged and full of regret.
"What is this? Yellow Springs Diagram, the Disc of Reincarnation, a supreme treasure refined through the Great Reincarnation Technique. Although this is a newly emerged Peerless Dao Artifact merely from the last few thousand years, its prestige has spread widely, fully catching up to those immemorial Peerless Dao Artifact treasures." The Third Prince immediately understood in his heart.
However, this understanding came too late.
That Disc of Reincarnation crushed downwards forcefully. Not to mention him being at the peak of the Creation Realm, even at the peak of the Heaven's Mandate Realm, it was not certain one could withstand it.