As for many outstanding disciples of the Qunxing Sect, they were also shocked speechless, especially the top disciple, Xing Miexie. He had now cultivated to the Longevity Realm, but he paled far in comparison to Baby Xingyun, because Baby Xingyun had already reached the realm of grand completion in spatial laws, liable to break through to the Light of Cosmos Realm at any time.
Almost all the disciples, elders, and Great Elders of the Qunxing Sect could clearly see that when Fang Han was exchanging blows with Xuan Wugu, the phantom of the Eight Divisions Pagoda appeared above his head.
Within that phantom, the ten great experts—Baby Xingyun, Jialan, True Lord Wither-Flourish, Xing Yun, Qi Shaowei, Divine Emperor Tuzhen, Divine Emperor Gongyang, along with Ba Liming, Daoist Wood, and Daoist Dragon—were all fiercely engaged in battle. Their magic power converged into a single stream, urging their natal primeval energy to resist against the Virtual Immortal!
Suddenly, inside it, Baby Xingyun's body swelled once again. Stimulated by an unknown source, starlight poured out profusely from his body, transforming into waves of starry tide. As power surged wildly, his cave heaven fluctuated through phases of darkness and dim extinction, while robust energy cycled continuously.
"Star Tide Dim Extinction Great Immortal Technique!"
Witnessing this scene, the Sect Master, as well as many Supreme Elders of the Qunxing Sect, and the three ancient powerhouses Xing Chen, Xing Jiu, and Xing Yan, were all greatly shocked. "Baby Xingyun has broken through again, entering the Light of Cosmos Realm."
"Pop!"
It turned out that Baby Xingyun had also received the transmission of the Star Tide Dim Extinction Great Immortal Technique from Fang Han. By reversing time within the Eight Divisions Pagoda, he had finally cultivated it to success. Amidst the intense battle, he broke through again, comprehending the laws of time, achieving the wondrous realm of the fourth stage of Longevity, the "Light of Cosmos Realm." His cave heaven underwent transformation, as torrents of the power of time reshaped his body into something much more massive.
The current Baby Xingyun had swelled to a physical dimension of a hundred zhang. Though still a "giant infant," his entire body was entwined by a river of stars. Forming Dharma hand seals, he sat squarely within. In an instant, his eyes flashed hundreds of billions of times. Every single flash shot out a bolt of lightning that combined with the aura of true dragons inside the Eight Divisions Pagoda, transforming into a massive lightning dragon that tore through the void to sweep toward Xuan Wugu.
"Good, very good! Sect Master! Even if you abdicate your position right now and hand it over to your son, your son's cultivation is fully adequate to command our great sect." Seeing this scene, many Supreme Elders of the Qunxing Sect burst into hearty laughter, deeply gratified.
Among the immortal and demonic sects in the Xuanhuang Great World, the emergence of an expert in the Longevity Realm would warrant burning incense to sacrifice to heaven, widely distributing hero invitations, and hosting grand banquets for the world, let alone breaking through to the Light of Cosmos Realm. Reaching the fourth stage of Longevity—the extent of jubilation would be unimaginable, and all major sects would secretly reassess their standing.
For someone at the "Light of Cosmos Realm" to act as the supreme sect master was already more than sufficient.
"Did you see? His Eight Divisions Pagoda has already been refined into a half-peerless Dao artifact, and he has even converted a powerhouse at the Black Hole Realm within it, just as formidable as us! How was this conversion accomplished?" Xing Chen's gaze was extremely sharp, immediately spotting True Lord Wither-Flourish, the most powerful entity within the Eight Divisions Pagoda.
Currently, the aura of True Lord Wither-Flourish was much more terrifying than theirs. In fact, while circulating the Black Hole laws, he could trigger the lightning tribulation of the Immortal Realm at any moment.
How could an expert of this caliber, standing at the summit of cultivators, possibly be converted?
Moreover, True Lord Wither-Flourish could now display his full strength because Fang Han had cultivated to the World King Realm, allowing him to directly convert and turn him into a puppet. He no longer needed the suppression of that cursed aura of resentment. This made True Lord Wither-Flourish even more formidable; every single movement carried the imposing momentum capable of shifting astronomical phenomena and tearing open the gates to the Immortal Realm.
Fang Han also harbored plans in his heart, intending to find an opportunity to let True Lord Wither-Flourish attempt to survive the lightning tribulation of the Immortal Realm and become a Virtual Immortal. He would concurrently leverage the power of the Immortal Realm's lightning tribulation to temper the Eight Divisions Pagoda. Of course, this had to wait until he cultivated to at least the Black Hole Realm, otherwise he fundamentally would not be able to suppress a Virtual Immortal. Allowing True Lord Wither-Flourish to break free at that point would merely add a formidable enemy.
That cursed aura obtained from the Source of All Evil was currently suppressed inside the talisman of the World Honored Serene King Buddha, transforming into a mysterious gray airflow. It swirled continuously, liable to break the seal at any moment.
While Fang Han engaged Xuan Wugu in battle, his divine thought also paid attention to that gray airflow. This curse was the key to successfully suppressing Xuan Wugu this time. If he could plant this curse into Xuan Wugu's body, the chance of suppressing him would increase vastly.
However, a Virtual Immortal was boundlessly stronger than an expert of the Black Hole Realm. Their life forms were not even of the same category, meaning Fang Han absolutely could not suppress Xuan Wugu with the same ease he employed against True Lord Wither-Flourish.
Furthermore, an expert of Xuan Wugu's caliber possessed a deeply enlightened mind and unpredictable movements. There was a high chance he could disperse the curse and hurl it back, causing a reversal of fate if it contaminated the people of the Qunxing Sect or the Yuhua Sect. One must understand that Fang Han could not casually control this curse from the Source of All Evil, unlike the Great Poison Technique.
"Fall of Stars! The Dao of Limitless!"
Mid-standoff, from within the primeval meteorite of the Qunxing Sect, three ancient Black Hole Realm experts and nearly a hundred Supreme Elders suddenly joined forces to launch an ultimately powerful immortal technique. Above Xuan Wugu's head, an expanse of the void abruptly transformed into a nebula. From the vortex of the boundless nebula, countless planets collapsed and plummeted, all smashing directly into Xuan Wugu's body, shockingly bypassing the protective astral energy surrounding him.
In a fraction of a second, an infinite number of falling planets triggered internal bombardments within Xuan Wugu's body.
"Just this meager immortal technique? Thinking you can conduct internal demolitions on me! You are engaging in wishful thinking!" Struck unexpectedly by this attack, Xuan Wugu's entire body shuddered. However, shortly after, intense holy light surged out from within, actually forcefully expelling the starlight embedded in his body and reflecting it backward, violently striking the Qunxing Sect's primeval meteorite and causing it to shake violently and uncontrollably.
"To be this formidable!"
Seeing Xuan Wugu act with such ferocity, regardless of whether it was the people of the Qunxing Sect or the Yuhua Sect, their faces grew as ashen as dust.
"An excellent opportunity!"
Fang Han grasped the opening, seizing the very moment Xuan Wugu circulated his energy. He thrust out a palm, the palm shadows shifting thousands of times around Xuan Wugu's body. The Hand of Heaven, the Great Chaos Lightning Technique, the Great Blood Soul Technique, the Great Soul Technique… A full more than thirty Great Daos among the Three Thousand Great Daos all materialized in the center of his palm, directly snatching fiercely at Xuan Wugu's back.
With a tearing sound, Xuan Wugu's protective astral energy, an elemental Dharma robe equivalent to a half-peerless Dao artifact, was clawed through by Fang Han. The enormous dragon claw blasted all the combined divine abilities straight into the internal world of Xuan Wugu's body.
"Fang Han, you think such a sneak attack can cause me to collapse? Keep dreaming! Virtual Immortal Avatar, Second Natal Spirit!"
The struck Xuan Wugu suddenly whipped his head around, fixing his gaze on Fang Han and letting out a grim, hollow sneer. Subsequently, his body shattered, mutating into a destructive holy light that swept toward Fang Han. This turned out to be an avatar of Xuan Wugu.
Further away, a microscopic speck of space dust swelled up once more, re-materializing into his true physical body. It transpired that at the very moment he mitigated the Qunxing Sect's attack, he immediately deployed the avatar he had painstakingly refined for countless years. He then contracted his primary self into space dust and escaped to goad Fang Han into attacking. Just when Fang Han believed his plot succeeded, Xuan Wugu suddenly detonated the avatar to deal a heavy, destructive blow.
Witnessing the collapse of his avatar as the unleashed destructive force blanketed Fang Han entirely, Xuan Wugu hesitated not for a second. With his body unfurling wide, resembling a soaring eagle seizing a rabbit, he plummeted down from a sky thousands of miles high. Clawing directly into the annihilation storm, his solitary goal was to annihilate Fang Han. As long as Fang Han was obliterated, he could instantly turn the tables, laying waste to the Qunxing Sect and Yuhua Sect like sweeping away scattered clouds.
However, as he clawed down, it met only empty space. Fang Han was nowhere to be found, completely untouched and unbothered by the exploding avatar.
Subsequently, a potent surge of intent transmitted out from behind him. Fang Han and Feng Baiyu stood side-by-side. Across Feng Baiyu's hand spun a mirror-light radiance. "Xuan Wugu, that avatar just now met a futile end. Fang Han's body was merely a shadow I conjured executing the Nine Deaths Rebirth Light of the Heavenly Emperor Mirror. My Heavenly Emperor Mirror now possesses an artifact spirit; to think it could even deceive a Virtual Immortal. Now, endure our combined strike!"
Feng Baiyu's divine thought flickered wondrously fast. Throwing his mirror high, another pillar of light irradiated Fang Han's figure. Immediately, the surrounding space was teeming entirely with shadows of Fang Han, making it utterly indistinguishable which was real and which was false. Furthermore, in the encompassing void, the Heavenly Emperor Mirror hung suspended, manifesting a sky packed everywhere with dazzling bright moons and scorching suns, resembling a thousand full moons and ten thousand blazing suns concurrently erupting into outer space.
A chill seeped into Xuan Wugu's heart; a trace of panic actually burgeoned in his eyes. He never expected the Heavenly Emperor Mirror to hold such miraculous properties, cooperating perfectly in tandem with Fang Han, completely nullifying his ability to differentiate the authentic from the deception.
"Pop!" He thrust out dual palms, violently clearing apart the thousands of shadows of Fang Han congesting the airspace. Each palm strike destroyed a single shadow, entirely composed of potent magic power but ultimately false. Yet, for every single shadow erased, his core primeval energy began to tremor. Meanwhile, Fang Han's genuine self remained unseen. The massive Qunxing Sect's primeval meteorite and the colossal Yuhua Heavenly Palace also seemingly vanished, though his senses maintained a faint warning that they lay hidden strictly in the deepest confines, prepping a distinctively overpowering seal ready to deliver a fatal plunge at any waking second.
Never before had he felt such panic as in this singular moment.
Sensing an undeniably dire situation unfolding.
Right at this moment, an imposing and majestic silhouette silently materialized behind Xuan Wugu's back, soundless and trackless. Not a whiff of air fluctuated, much akin to a streak of a ghostly ghoul or shadowy specter—a sliver of a spiritual light.
This silhouette was none other than Fang Han. Unleashing another vicious palm strike, he slammed it right onto the back of Xuan Wugu's head. Highly meticulous, it cleaved apart the protective astral energy entirely, beamed through the holy light using Buddhist Radiance, and right then, with a jolt of the talisman of the World Honored Serene King Buddha, smashed that curse of the Source of All Evil straight into Xuan Wugu's physique.
The aura of resentment behaved fittingly akin to maggots locked on bones. Unleashed, equivalent to the fiercest floods and feral beasts, it furiously initiated the erosion and corrosion of Xuan Wugu's body.
"Your eyes shall serve as my eyes. Your skeletal frame shall stand as my scepter! Your detached head shall be fashioned into a wine cup for ritual offerings…"
Reverberating a tone predating the grand commencement of chaos—a curse potent enough to spur corruption inside hosts of immortals, decay entire worlds, rot heavenwards altogether, and purge the Great Dao to the point of obliteration.
Even being a Virtual Immortal, Xuan Wugu was absolutely incapable of holding off this curse. He instantaneously sensed an aching numbness blanketing his core primeval essential energy. His flesh, pristine white identical to holy light and soaked entirely in honorable, saintly sanctity, gradually faded out, replacing it with the dull, stark greyish color of death. In a final outcome exposing dead, deteriorating skin, he diminished into an aged, senile older man, embodying the aura and posture of severe, crippled senility.