"Void-Empty Cave Heaven, Yin-Yang Five Elements, Reincarnation Disk, Great Poison Art!"
Fang Han's punch, striking through the air in a counterattack, appeared like a radiant meteor. Within that glowing clump of a meteor lay hidden the Reincarnation Disk, the power of Water and Fire, as well as the power of the Great Poison Art.
Now that Fang Han had advanced to the "Heaven Position Realm," his cultivation had increased drastically. His capacity for absorbing and spewing out Immortal Realm essence power had reached a terrifying degree; a single day's intake reached the equivalent of ten million pure yang pills. Furthermore, his application of the Huangquan Scroll had grown even more practiced, to the extent that he could forcefully compress the Reincarnation Disk into an empty speck of space. Condensed into a clump, it would then explode out. Destroying planets was but a flick of a finger.
This was the means achieved after his realm improved.
"With this tiny little attack, you also wish to contest with me? Thousand Illusions Void, Free-roaming Transformation, Wither and Flourish of Worlds. Mixed Hole True Essence." Facing Fang Han's counterattack, the withered old man Manager Wu sneered coldly. His body continuously caused tremors in space, as a withered yellow world appeared amid Fang Han's fist shadows, forming a mixed hole that actually swallowed Fang Han's fist shadows entirely.
"Humph!"
With a stir of Fang Han's divine intent, the fist shadows detonated within the mixed hole. Layer upon layer of space shattered into disjointed fragments, sounding like thousands of mirrors standing in front of the two being simultaneously pulverized by a sledgehammer.
The withered old man let out a muffled grunt, retreating three steps. His face revealed a mix of shock and doubt, seeming astounded by Fang Han's mighty combat strength. Furthermore, a wisp of green airflow appeared on his face, indicating that he had been poisoned.
He had been struck by the Great Poison Art.
"Mixed Hole Law! Force out the poison!" His body flickered as he circulated his Mixed Hole Law, then abruptly opened his mouth and spewed out a puff of green gas which dissipated in the air. He had actually managed to force out a lingering trace of the Great Poison Art. This showed just how pure his Mixed Hole Law was; he was only one step away from attempting to undergo the Immortal Realm Thunder Tribulation.
However, the thunder tribulation of the Immortal Realm was extremely violent. For peak Mixed Hole Realm experts trying to cross it, the odds were nine deaths out of ten. This withered old man similarly dared not attempt it, choosing rather to suppress his strength to a certain level instead of elevating it. He also dared not comprehend the Void Immortal Law.
Nevertheless, his pure Mixed Hole Law was sufficient to disintegrate the residual aura of Fang Han's Great Poison Art.
"Do you think that by forcing out the poison gas, you will be safe and sound?" Fang Han sneered again. He pointed a finger, and immediately, the space surrounding the withered old man actually transformed into several vicious puppets!
Space Puppets!
Among them was one completely distinguished puppet, appearing as though condensed purely out of light, manifesting as a being of light. The power of time surged relentlessly within it; it was actually a Time Puppet!
What was unfortunate was that Fang Han's current realm was too low. If the Great Puppet Art were to elevate to another rank, he could use the undying matter within his body to refine a Creation Puppet. Even later on, he could refine Heaven Position Puppets! World Puppets!
The several puppets unleashed soul-snatching shrieks. In an instant, they drilled straight into the withered old man's body and exploded.
"Bang bang bang…", bang bang bang!
Having just forced out the lingering poison of the Great Poison Art, the withered old man remained unsteadied. Caught entirely off guard by these puppets boring into his body to explode, his inherently withered form inflated rapidly like a balloon, his flesh plumping up everywhere as tremors akin to volcanic eruptions occurred inside. His entire body seemed ready to burst open at any moment.
"Not good!" Shock flickered in the withered old man's eyes. Taking a deep breath, countless mixed holes immediately manifested around his entire body. He swayed repeatedly, and with a 'pop', he surprisingly suppressed the internal explosions. The only consequence was that blood trickled from his seven orifices. The blood leaking from his seven orifices even carried flames; it was the burning of his life span power.
Suffering this injury, the withered old man lost at least fifty to sixty thousand years of life span.
"Fine, very fine, junior, very good! I have roamed untrammeled across the heavens and earth for a hundred thousand years. The title of True Monarch Wither and Flourish has long remained unknown to anyone. To think that today, you could actually injure me! It seems I must kill you, only then can I let the world know the might of my True Monarch Wither and Flourish." Despite being injured, the withered old man lost none of his grand imposing manner. His shriveled claws twitched as he stepped forward, aggressively pressing toward Fang Han.
Yet Fang Han remained unbothered, a feral grin forming on his face. His body gradually began to turn draconic, as wisps of prehistoric ancestral dragon aura wafted off him. Behind him, a river of billions of trillion stars faintly revealed the slumbering image of the prehistoric ancestral dragon.
"Hmm?" Spotting this scene, the withered old man stopped in his tracks completely. He had detected intense danger.
The situation abruptly grew tense! The atmosphere stagnated.
"So formidable! This mysterious young master is actually able to match against True Monarch Wither and Flourish! This True Monarch Wither and Flourish is the top manager of the True Monarch Pagoda. He is practically the second-in-command! That True Monarch Qi is in constant seclusion comprehending supreme immortal dao laws, so all business affairs are managed by True Monarch Wither and Flourish, Manager Wu. His methods are forceful and his cultivation is boundlessly profound! Yet this mysterious young master can contend against him!"
Inside the Splendid Mansion, a few powerful gaze sets were watching everything unfolding here. Seeing True Monarch Wither and Flourish, Manager Wu, and Fang Han locked in a stalemate, they were all secretly shocked, guessing one after another about the mysterious young master's background.
"Lady, this mysterious young master indeed has no small background! Even True Monarch Wither and Flourish can do nothing to him. The power behind him must be even more massive. If we can draw him in… then we won't need to fear opposing the True Monarch Pagoda either. As long as the Mansion Lord can comprehend supreme divine abilities, pass the Immortal Realm thunder tribulation, and advance to become a Void Immortal, he will then be able to match against that True Monarch Qi. Our Splendid Mansion would also rank within the top ten of chambers of commerce in the Cultivation Great World, gaining more businesses and trading rights with our funds compounding a hundred times!"
At this time, behind a screen, the Lady of the Splendid Mansion alongside several beautiful middle-aged women were also spectating.
"This mysterious young master's strength is truly immense! He carries a kind of ancient, desolate aura, hinting at a flavor originating from before the creation of heaven and earth," the Lady of the Splendid Mansion said. "Let's go, we shall step out to intervene."
While speaking, the Lady's body suddenly flickered, turning into an erratic blade light that sliced perfectly between True Monarch Wither and Flourish and Fang Han.
"This is? A treasure containing a wisp of immortal dao law! What is this thing?" Fang Han's body shifted as he slowly retracted his aura, for within the blade light he saw a young lady slowly appear. This young lady wore a phoenix coronet, was draped in rosy robes, and wore embroidered shoes. Her silhouette swayed gracefully, emitting a wisp of purely azure aura.
"This blade light is exactly the treasure I deduced—an item that can be merged into the Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasure to increase its might. It is also the very treasure I came into the Splendid Mansion to purchase."
"Fang Han, that blade light is a fragment of an immortal artifact. It contains an immortal dao law and is exceedingly formidable. Although you bear fragments of a Creation Divine Artifact on you, there are far too many mysteries surrounding them. They are fundamentally beyond your ability to wield, let alone unleash their full might. An immortal artifact fragment, however, encapsulating a wisp of immortal dao law, is incredibly formidable, and its lethality is immensely powerful."
Yan’s voice echoed out.
"Is that so? An immortal artifact fragment?" Fang Han nodded. "As I expected, it seems to be a fragment of an immortal divine blade. The intensity of this blade light exceeds my expectations. Still, its function is singularly focused, pure lethality."
When True Monarch Wither and Flourish, Manager Wu, saw the appearance of the blade light, a wisp of greed flashed inside his eyes, yet he didn't attack. Instead, he slowly retreated backwards.
"Young Master Qi, and this Young Master, why act upon impulses to wreck the rules of the Cultivation Great World? You ought to know that the rules of the Cultivation Great World were not set by my Splendid Mansion, but established by the Lord of the Treasure Master on the Divide Treasure Rock. Once broken, if the Treasure Master knows and pins the blame, I fear that even True Monarch Qi won't be able to shoulder the consequences."
Upon landing, the Lady of the Splendid Mansion retrieved the blade light back into her body before addressing Fang Han, Young Master Qi, and True Monarch Wither and Flourish.
True Monarch Pagoda's Young Master Qi did not speak up at this moment; instead, he studied Fang Han with a mix of shock and suspicion in his eyes, subsequently showing dense killing intent: "What is your name?"
"My name is not something you are fit to ask!" Fang Han lifted his head high. "Do not assume that the power behind you, the True Monarch Pagoda, is enormous. In my eyes, you are nothing but little ants!" Naturally, Fang Han also had power backing him—the Human Emperor Pen! Currently, the Human Emperor Pen possessed the cultivation of a True Immortal. If he managed to locate more fragments of Creation Divine Artifacts, achieving another advancement would not be a difficult task.
"Very good. I actually get to see someone boasting an even bigger tone than mine." Young Master Qi titled his head slightly as the ancient rune at the center of his brow flashed more violently, as if on the verge of erupting.
"Everyone here is a tradesman, and amiability brings wealth. Give me some face; how about turning hostility into friendship?" The Lady of the Splendid Mansion spoke softly and returned to her seat.
"I am fine with it. The guest follows the host's convenience." Fang Han took a sip of tea.
"Manager Wu, it seems the Splendid Mansion has no desire to cooperate with my True Monarch Pagoda." Young Master Qi stood up: "Let's leave."
As he spoke, Young Master Qi's body shifted and flew off, actually departing without even greeting anyone. The instant he and True Monarch Qi disappeared, the table, chair, and teacup he had been sitting by suddenly exploded. Numerous materials imbued with qi force shot violently towards Fang Han.
"Leaving with this kind of trick!"
Fang Han's eyes moved, and instantly a water and fire vortex surfaced before him. The table, chair, and teacup flew into it, respectively dissolving into nothingness.
"Damn it!" The Lady of the Splendid Mansion slammed her hand on the table.
"Lady, remain calm and do not act rashly." A beautiful middle-aged woman bowed down and spoke a few words beside the Lady's ear.
"This Young Master, how should I address you?" The Lady of the Splendid Mansion raised her head toward Fang Han.
"My name is Fang Han!" Fang Han declared his real name forthrightly. He seemed to have certain calculations in mind and no longer concealed his true identity. "May I ask how to address the Lady?"
"So it is Daoist Friend Fang Han!" The Lady of the Splendid Mansion was momentarily astounded: "Could it be that you are the individual who openly spent two hundred billion pills an exact ten days ago to purchase the ancient high-grade dao artifact, the Heavenly Might Horn, at the high-level auction on the Divide Treasure Rock? Word has it that you went alongside the Nine Tripods Immortal Venerable and the White Emperor Chamber of Commerce's Bai Xi to refine a magic treasure together. Why are you now…"
"It seems my news travels fast indeed. The flow of information amidst tradesmen is truly well-informed." Fang Han thought to himself, completely consistent with his expectations: "That is precisely I. The Lady has yet to inform me what your name is?"