"Detestable, a year of bad luck, a year of bad luck! Who just sneak attacked me."
Huang Xiaoyu's heart was bleeding. In the Womb of Chaos, he suddenly lost Divine Venerable Dazhai, Divine Venerable Yinliu, Divine Venerable Mona, as well as Ziyue, Doumu, Zhubu, Xuhou, Cheyuan, and Shundao, six Great Heavens Divine Emperors. It could be said to be utterly disastrous. But under those circumstances, he could still barely accept it, at least his entire army was not completely wiped out.
But now, it was equivalent to total annihilation. All the Divine Emperors were lost. Returning as a loner, not to mention his father Divine Emperor Tianhuang, even a more powerful Divine Emperor could not protect him.
"Young Master, it seems we cannot go back. Total annihilation, after returning, we will definitely be sent to the God Slaying Platform. And directly beheaded." Divine Venerable Nixian's face was pale. "Or we will be demoted to slaves, unable to overturn for all eternal lives."
"Stop talking. Let's think of a way to get revenge, I must get revenge!" Huang Xiaoyu went mad to the point of hysteria. His body flashed, and he sprinted wildly through the universe. Countless planets exploded under his mana fluctuations…
At the same time, deep in the distant universe, deep in the multiple spacetimes, Fang Han shattered the barrier of the Dragon Realm with a punch. His body moved, and he drilled in from the torn crystal wall system.
Following that, the dragon scale-like world crystal wall system merged back together again.
Entering the Dragon Realm, Fang Han tore the crystal wall system with just the right amount of force. It could be said to be a silent infiltration. If the power was too great and the crystal wall system could not repair itself, it would alert powerful existences inside the Dragon Realm, and the grand plan of cultivation would be ruined in an instant.
"Is this the Dragon Realm?"
As soon as Fang Han fell into the Dragon Realm, he felt that the air instantly became intense. It felt like stepping into an ancient primordial world. A wild, rugged energy tinged with the smell of blood filled the entire air. Wisps of the Eight Tribes True Dragon Qi permeated the air. If an ordinary person entered the Dragon Realm, they would probably not even survive. Even if they barely survived, their whole person would grow scales and turn into a half-human, half-dragon monster.
The vitality of the Dragon Realm was heavy, vast, and full of power, like a large mountain pressing down. It was innumerably denser than the outside. If ordinary experts of the Divine Ability Realm entered the Dragon Realm, they probably wouldn't even be able to fly, because they could not harness the vitality.
The first impression the Dragon Realm gave Fang Han was huge!
Everything was tremendously large.
Mountain ranges after mountain ranges stood several hundreds of thousands of feet tall, some even a million feet high, stretching for hundreds of thousands, a million miles. In the mountains, any random plant was a thousand feet tall, and any tree would require a full hundred people to encircle it. The fruits that grew casually on the trees were taller than a person.
There were also some butterflies fluttering in the air that were the size of a human, appearing like monsters. Flowers the size of a few acres could be seen everywhere.
Entering the Dragon Realm, Fang Han felt like a tiny person arriving in the kingdom of giants. Everything was extremely large, and he was exceptionally small. In the air, besides the wild fishy wind, wild roars occasionally came from the distant mountain ranges, seemingly the giant dragons hidden in the massive mountains unleashing long cries out of vent.
"This is the Dragon Realm, there is no mistake. However, the Dragon Realm is extremely vast, and I don't have a map of the Dragon Realm either. I don't know where in the Dragon Realm we currently are. We should hide our traces, fly up, and take a look. It's been many years. I haven't been to the Dragon Realm for many years."
Feng Baiyu took a breath of the Eight Tribes True Dragon Qi in the air, seemingly reminiscing about something.
Woo, woo!
The huge leaves rustled, and a burst of sharp cries was transmitted down from a massive tree canopy. Fang Han raised his head and saw a flying dragon dozens of feet long landing on the tree canopy. The fierce dragon eyes saw Fang Han and the others right away. It immediately opened its mouth and spat, and a stream of flames shot violently over.
"Are ordinary flying dragons in the Dragon Realm this fierce? It is equivalent to a figure at the Golden Core level of the seventh layer of the Divine Ability Realm. It seems the Dragon Realm is so grand, and the creatures bred within it are also matchlessly fierce." Fang Han allowed the flames to shoot violently on his body. With a casual grab, the huge flying dragon on the tree canopy was shrunk and thrown into his body, where it was converted in the Eight Tribes Pagoda.
Subsequently, his whole body flew up, leaping into the air. Looking in the four directions, he pierced through untold billions of miles of space. Some of the scenery, mountain and river outlines of the Dragon Realm were taken into his sight.
Everywhere in the Dragon Realm were tall mountain ranges. High up in the sky hung a giant-like blazing sun. That blazing sun was indescribably larger than a typical star in the universe. It was the sun of the Dragon Realm. Fang Han even felt that the power of that sun couldn't even compare with immortal artifacts. The reason why the animal and plant life in the Dragon Realm grew so large was inextricably linked to the sun in the sky.
With Fang Han's current eyesight, he could gaze out from one great world and see whether a mosquito on another great world was male or female. Although the vitality of the Dragon Realm was heavy, for a person like him possessing the Eight Tribes Pagoda, he felt right at home.
For an ordinary cultivator, even if they were a Void Immortal, upon entering the Dragon Realm, they would face some restrictions from the rules of the Dragon Realm. Their strength could only be exerted up to sixty or seventy percent. But Fang Han was different. Not only could his strength be exhibited one hundred percent, but it could even exceed normal levels.
Because the Eight Tribes Pagoda morphed into the primordial Ancestor Dragon, which is the progenitor of the Dragon Realm.
It was precisely because of this that the Nine Ding Immortal Venerable and the Divine Beast Baixi wanted to scheme against Fang Han, obtain the Eight Tribes Pagoda, and then enter the Dragon Realm to plunder the Dragon Race.
"So many mountain ranges, so many tyrannical existences…"
Fang Han leaped into the air, looking over a long distance, and discovered that in those mountain ranges standing millions of feet tall and soaring into the sky, many ancient dragons resided. Among them, there were even some Heavenly Dragons. In the most hidden spaces of the mountain ranges, some dragon cities had also been established.
Inside an oval mountain range three billion miles away, Fang Han even saw a giant dragon city. In that dragon city, countless flying dragons, red dragons, gold dragons, silver dragons… walked back and forth, living just like humans. Some dragons transformed into human forms, trading items, various immortal grasses, and hunted demon beasts inside the city.
In the Dragon Realm, apart from the dragons, endless tyrannical demon beasts also grew. Naturally, these demon beasts were the hunting targets of the dragons.
"Within this dragon city, there are at least tens of thousands of dragons. If I plundered them, the willpower would grow stronger again. Plundering along the way, it could indeed enhance quite a bit of power and wealth. However, it's very easy to alert the powerful Dragon Emperors among the dragons." Fang Han initially wanted to make a move to convert the entire dragon city, but on second thought, he let it go. His current accumulation was already extremely majestic, having converted the two great divine venerables "Yinliu" and "Mona".
The willpower produced by these two great divine venerables couldn't be quantified against how many dragons.
Right now, Fang Han was not interested in ordinary dragons. If he was to be interested, he would only be interested in Dragon Emperors. However, the status of a Dragon Emperor was very high among the dragons. Killing one would also cause a huge disturbance.
"Fire qi in the south, water qi in the north, death qi in the west… The Tombs of Dragons should be in the west." Fang Han scanned with a glance, gazing afar, and saw that infinite distance away in the west, boundless death qi appeared.
The place filled with that death qi was definitively the location close to the ancient Tombs of Dragons. Regarding the art of observing atmospheric qi, he used it with utter proficiency.
Think about it, since the formation of the Dragon Realm, I don't know how many millions or even tens of millions of years it has been. Uncountable dead dragons were buried inside. The condensed death qi was enough to breach the very sky.
"Let's go!"
Fang Han's body flickered, transforming into microscopic space dust. Motivating the power of the Eight Tribes Pagoda, he blended perfectly into the Dragon Realm, flying toward the west. He continually shifted; each shift traversed thousands of parallel spaces, covering billions of miles. In the Dragon Realm, who knows how many towering mountains, oceans, and even dragon cities he flashed past one by one. The more Fang Han flew, the more startled he became.
The Dragon Realm was even larger than he had imagined.
Reasonably speaking, it would have been good enough for the Dragon Realm to be as big as the Xuanhuang Great World. But now, he didn't know how much broader it was compared to the Xuanhuang Great World.
On the way, Fang Han had no idea how many powerful existences he sensed. Some dragons hidden in the spaces of the mountain ranges even had a cultivation level equal to Supreme Emperor Heaven, and they could easily discover him.
If it weren't for the mystery of the Eight Tribes Pagoda combined with the Heaven Emperor Mirror, there was a high chance he would have been discovered.
However, he didn't see a true Dragon Emperor. A Dragon Emperor was equivalent to a Heavenly Immortal. Even in the Dragon Realm, they played the role of old antiques, existences that wouldn't emerge for hundreds of thousands of years. They would only be alarmed when the Dragon Realm faced a crisis.
After flying for fully several hours, Fang Han finally arrived at the place with towering death qi. He then saw in the distance stretches of desolate mountain ranges. From the mountains connecting to the heavens, everything was shrouded in black air. Within it, countless spaces solidified into forms, somewhat similar to the Nine Nether Underworld Land deep inside the Xuanhuang Great World.
In the mountains outside, one could frequently see bone-white, immense bone dragon corpses scattered among the hills, half buried in the dirt. These dragon bones were good materials for cultivators to refine artifacts. Yet down there, no cultivators came to acquire them. It seemed there was some mysterious curse hidden in that black air.
"This here is the Tombs of Dragons. To condense the Eight Tribes Pagoda, the final step to completely transform it into a true supreme dao artifact is to venture deep within." Feng Baiyu said: "Only the aura of ten million years of dragon deaths can forge the pagoda. The pagoda is the very end of death."
"Pagoda, pagoda…" Fang Han murmured: "It seems this time, not only do I have to refine it into the Eight Tribes Pagoda inside, I also need to undergo the Immortal Realm's Thunder Tribulation. I wonder if the Immortal Realm's Thunder Tribulation can pierce through the barrier of the Dragon Realm?"
"Of course it can break through. Even inside the False God Realm of the Protoss, the Immortal Realm Thunder Tribulation can crash in and kill. As long as it is within the universe of heaven and earth, the Immortal Realm's Thunder Tribulation can reach. This is the unseen heavenly rule." Feng Baiyu said.
"Let's go in." Fang Han's body flashed and directly rushed into the Tombs of Dragons. Meanwhile, many of the skeletal dragon corpses in the outer mountains vanished silently, having all been swept into the Eight Tribes Pagoda.