Fang Han had thrown all caution to the wind this time.
To snatch the control right of the Eight Divisions Pagoda, otherwise, if Immortal Venerable Jiuding and Bai Xi seized the control right of the Eight Divisions Pagoda away, the consequences would be too dreadful to contemplate.
The Eight Divisions Pagoda was now no longer a High Grade Dao Artifact, but a Half-Supergrade Dao Artifact. If it successfully transformed, its power would completely ride above the Black Emperor Tide Pennant and the Flame Emperor Fire Dragon Cauldron. Moreover, it was Fang Han's own natal treasure. From the beginning to the end, it incorporated Fang Han's heart's blood, and commanding it was as responsive as his own arm. More importantly, it could fuse into the body, uniting with flesh and blood, enhancing the explosive force of his physical body to truly wrestle the heavens.
Fang Han currently had exactly four hundred and ninety thousand years of lifespan. Having just consumed the Battle Immortal Wrestling Heaven Pill, he used eighty thousand years of lifespan. By driving the Little Fatalism and burning thirty thousand years of lifespan, he was simply left with one hundred and ten thousand years of lifespan, not even comparing to a top expert at the peak of the Cave Heaven Realm.
However, as long as he snatched the Eight Divisions Pagoda and received the massive aura of its transformation and the primal spirit of the Prehistoric Ancestral Dragon, his cultivation base would receive a tremendous promotion, and his lifespan would certainly be somewhat replenished! He might even promote further, and breaking through the bottleneck was not an impossibility. One should know, this Eight Divisions Pagoda had an unknown number of treasures integrated into it!
Thirty thousand years of lifespan burned in an instant, and it was driven by Fang Han's Little Fatalism. How formidable must the power be?
A flame of fatalism swept out from Fang Han's body, the scorching currents sweeping clean. The power of all magic spells rapidly promoted. Various divine abilities that had been swallowed by the Little Fatalism manifested: what Zuma Ancient God Qi, Great Mount Sumeru King Fist, Exquisite Great Luo Heaven ……!
Since Fang Han had cultivated the Little Fatalism, he had swallowed an unknown number of ancient divine abilities, the imprints of which were all contained within. Now, upon striking them out, one divine ability after another appeared densely packed in the sky, each crisscrossing and operating. Under the guidance of the power of fatalism, an anomaly surprisingly appeared.
Crash!
The fist striking toward Fang Han entirely disintegrated.
And the massive Panlong Planet under his feet boiled entirely. The mountain rocks, cultivated fields, soil, vegetation, rivers, cerulean seas, and forests upon it evaporated all at once. The entire planet, under the massive power of fatalism from Fang Han, evaporated in a single moment! Thoroughly turning into calamity ashes without half a bit reserved. In this moment, the massive Panlong Planet unexpectedly vanished into the universe's interstellar space without leaving a partial remainder.
To think the power of moving casually under the Little Fatalism fueled by burning thirty thousand years of lifespan reached this extent.
One must know, Panlong Planet was not a small-sized planet, but an existence of a colossus approaching a star. Even a ferocious figure of the World King Realm would require several thousands of years to refine it, but Fang Han right now, within the span of a single point, evaporated it immediately.
This kind of attack was already close to the level of an Illusionary Immortal.
"You are forcing me. Then I will let you see what is a true peerless divine ability, a supreme ultimate learning that rides above the Three Thousand Great Daos, a power that even Immortal Skills do not possess!"
Fang Han stood entirely within the flames condensed from the power of fatalism. Behind him, the water and fire wings continuously flapped. Under the infusion of the power of fatalism, this pair of wings extended into the void, having an unknown length of how many tens of thousands of miles. With every flap, many stars were blown trembling by this storm, and some star systems actually began to deviate from their orbits.
The power of water and fire triggered the tide of heaven and earth. One chaos hole vortex after another appeared in the void, thoroughly controlled by Fang Han, sweeping toward Immortal Venerable Jiuding and Bai Xi.
"Oh no, what power is this?" The combined body of Bai Xi and Immortal Venerable Jiuding felt Fang Han's power, and their body immediately trembled. Their tightly bound worlds both showed some signs of collapsing. They never imagined that a person of the Creation Realm could actually launch such a terrifying attacking ability.
"World Concentrates, Space Turns to One, Great World Skill! Great Protection Skill! Combined into One, Upper Bound Immortal Magic, Light of Guardianship!"
At this moment, Bai Xi suddenly flipped the world within his body over, turning it into lines of light that revolved around him, interweaving into densely packed shields. They actually shared some similarity with the Great Protection Skill, but carried a more continuous and dense flavor than the Great Protection Skill.
This was surprisingly an Immortal Skill!
An Immortal Skill condensed by combining the Great World Skill and the Great Protection Skill together! Only an Immortal of the Upper Bound could combine the Three Thousand Great Daos, comprehend the profound mysteries, and turn them into an Immortal Skill.
Someone like Fang Han, even if he learned the Great World Skill and the Great Protection Skill, could not possibly combine them because he did not obtain the cultivation method for the Immortal Skill!
Every kind of Immortal Skill held tremendous power, surpassing time and space, shaking the myriad worlds.
Right now, Bai Xi unexpectedly executed an Immortal Skill!
The shields around his body, the Light of Guardianship, condensed together, wrapping himself and the Eight Divisions Pagoda within it.
"This Light of Guardianship of mine is an Upper Bound Immortal Skill, unable to be broken. Immortal Venerable Jiuding, let us quickly execute the Great Treasure Refining Skill and refine the Eight Divisions Pagoda! Fang Han cannot break through my Light of Guardianship! Even if he breaks it, we will have already refined the Eight Divisions Pagoda and borrowed the Prehistoric Ancestral Dragon to doubly break through into the Chaos Hole Secret Realm. Killing him will be as easy as turning over a hand."
After executing the Light of Guardianship, within the light shield, Bai Xi issued a rampant laugh. "Fang Han, just die! Running away now is your best option, but even if you run away, it will be of no use. We will soon refine the Eight Divisions Pagoda. The boundary of the Chaos Hole Realm is not something you can imagine. Jointly killing you, you will die without regrets."
With this, the two people frantically struck out the Great Treasure Refining Skill once again. Based on various artifact refining techniques within the Heavenly Dragon Secret Manual, they struck out several trillions of hand seals in an instant.
Crash crash! Crash crash!
The Eight Divisions Pagoda concentrated once again. On the "Supreme Dragon Pearl" atop it, the shadows of the two people Bai Xi and Immortal Venerable Jiuding actually emerged. It seemed that these two people were about to dominate this treasure.
However, right in this moment, Fang Han's eyes suddenly focused. A vertical eye fully opened at the center of his brows, from which the Light of Fatalism shot out, instantly piercing through that Light of Guardianship.
"No person can obstruct destiny. Even Immortal Skills are unable to. Beneath the wheels of destiny, all existences that resist it will be crushed into powder and become the dust of history."
Fang Han's three thousand hands and three thousand eyes simultaneously pierced out with the Light of Fatalism, shockingly ignoring Bai Xi's Immortal Skill "Light of Guardianship", shooting in, and thoroughly illuminating onto that Supreme Dragon Pearl.
Immediately, the shadows of the two people Bai Xi and Immortal Venerable Jiuding on that Supreme Dragon Pearl seemed to have been burned by flames and were thoroughly erased, replaced by Fang Han's shadow, continuously waving its fist on it, as if this shadow was Fang Han's soul.
"How is it possible! Mine is an Immortal Skill!" Bai Xi could not believe his own eyes, but reality told him truly that the connection between his mind and the Eight Divisions Pagoda had been suddenly cut and severed by an irresistable power.
And Immortal Venerable Jiuding was the same.
"No, this kind of situation actually appeared, we cannot hesitate anymore." Immortal Venerable Jiuding also felt that his mind's connection with the Eight Divisions Pagoda was cut off. If it was refined by Fang Han, it would be dreadful. He had even abandoned his signature magic treasure, the Nine Altars of the State, and staked his entire fortune on this refining process. Once it failed, he would lose all his capital without a return.
"Do you two have any hidden methods at the bottom of the box left? However, it is of no use! The Eight Divisions Pagoda is ultimately a thing I sacrificed with my heart's blood to refine. This Dao Skill of mine is called Little Fatalism, and is a branch of the Great Destiny Skill." Fang Han sneered.
"When heaven and earth crumble and the five decays of heaven and man arrive, destiny will appear, and when destiny appears, that is the moment to attain Eternal Life."
Fang Han operated the Little Fatalism to the extreme, and such a sentence suddenly appeared within his mind.
Vaguely, his Little Fatalism seemed to oscillate a bit, elevating to a new realm once again.
The flames of fatalism burning completely around his body became more powerful. He spat out a mouthful of fatalism origin qi onto the six-character true word spirit talisman of the "World Buddha of Free Existence". That spirit talisman flew up again, and combining with some Buddha power within the Eight Divisions Pagoda, the phantom of the World Buddha of Free Existence manifested once more. A loving aura filled the entire universe.
Rumble!
The Eight Divisions Pagoda spun, suddenly flying out from the joint world of Immortal Venerable Jiuding and Bai Xi. It smashed their world until cracks were everywhere, revealing a large gaping hole.
This pagoda finally descended onto Fang Han's head.
Fang Han's Little Fatalism shot into the pagoda and immediately observed all the conditions within the pagoda.
Within the pagoda, a vast, prehistoric, ancient, world-covering aura was brewing. Meanwhile, Wooden Daoist, Dragon Daoist, Green Faced Venerable, Five Swords Young Master, and the others, wrapping the one point eight billion Heavenly Demons, were all sealed up, crowded into a lump within a narrow space. Needless to say, this was the masterpiece of Immortal Venerable Jiuding and Bai Xi.
"Seals shatter, everyone in position, waiting for the final transformation to arrive."
Fang Han's voice penetrated every layer of substance of the Eight Divisions Pagoda, shattering the seals. The narrow space also exploded all at once, immediately like flood waters breaking a dike, out of control. Everyone got into position. Under Fang Han's intention, they struck out the Great Treasure Refining Skill once again.
Fang Han also spared no capital, infusing the power of fatalism into the Eight Divisions Pagoda, breaking through obstacles, pointing straight to the origin.
Crack, deep within the Eight Divisions Pagoda, something extremely noble, extremely natural, extremely sublime, and extremely great seemed to be shattered and released by Fang Han.
A noble, natural, sublime, and great aura that no one could describe pervaded outward, fusing into Fang Han's body, fusing into the bodies of Dragon Daoist, Wooden Daoist, Jialan, Nebula Baby, and the many others, even the one point eight billion Heavenly Demons were enveloped by this aura.
Fang Han even felt that if this aura truly pervaded out, it could shape an unknown Great World, an existence akin to the Dragon World or the Buddha World.
Bathing within this aura, every inch of flesh and blood particles in Fang Han's body leaped for joy. His body suddenly dispersed all at once, transforming into countless tiny specks of dust. Every tiny speck of dust was a shrunken divine dragon. If someone watched at this moment, they would discover that the divine dragons formed by the hundreds of millions of tiny particles Fang Han had incarnated into each had a different demeanor. Some shot straight to the sky, some coiled, some meandered, some shrunk into a lump, some were lazy, some were majestic……
In this moment, Fang Han seemed to have transformed into the various heaven Dragon Races, ceasing to exist as a self.