"The Heavenly Tribulation has passed, and the human tribulation has arrived."
Fang Han's body swayed, disabling the state of human and treasure united as one, repairing himself on one hand. On the other hand, he raised his head, quietly standing on the earth. Looking at the figures in various spacetimes.
He simply did not move. Nor did he run away; he just wanted to see who the incomers were.
After the Heavenly Tribulation, there would certainly be human tribulation, which he had calculated in advance. Refining a heaven-defying magical treasure like the Eight Divisions Pagoda in the Dragon Realm would inevitably attract a siege from the experts of the Dragon Realm.
"Fang Han, you must be careful, Dragon Race experts are coming." Feng Baiyu's face was pale. He sat down cross-legged, exerting all his strength to regulate his breathing. The totem that appeared on his chest just now seemed to have consumed a lot of his origin energy. Moreover, at the moment the Sacred King of the End appeared, his sapience disappeared, and he himself did not know what happened.
"I know, these Dragon Race elders want to take advantage of the opportunity. It is just right to be my nourishment." Fang Han's face was also pale, but his ambitions soared high.
"Brat, you are an arrow at the end of its flight right now. Just hand over the Eight Divisions Pagoda, as well as that Buddhist talisman of yours. Hand them all over, do not resist. Our tribe can still protect your life, otherwise, you will die without a burial place this time."
First, a figure walked out from the death energy. It was a brawny Dragon Race man, burly and tall, repeatedly sneering coldly. Looking at Fang Han, a thick look of greed appeared in his eyes.
Fang Han took a look; this brawny Dragon Race man was unexpectedly an expert of the seventh level of the Longevity Realm, the World King Realm, with powerful world energy. Faintly visible, within his natal world was an endless ocean, the unique world "Ocean of Dragon Might" cultivated by the Dragon Race.
"Jie jie, jie jie… What, Dragon Emperor Xing Yu, do you people of the Xing Dragon tribe want to monopolize this treasure and this brat? You must also ask if our Jade Dragon tribe agrees."
A sharp voice resonated. On the other side, an old crone also walked out, wearing a grayish-brown garment, holding a scepter in her hand. Her face was like an old owl, extremely sinister and vicious, nakedly sizing up Fang Han from top to bottom: "Brat, you are heavily injured right now. Under the Heavenly Tribulation, no one can save you. This old body can see that your body is already like a lamp out of oil, just forcefully bracing yourself now. Now I will also give you a chance. Our Jade Dragon tribe has the best Dragon Race sacred medicine, which can treat injuries for you. As long as you hand over the Eight Divisions Pagoda first, it will be fine."
"Granny Jade Dragon! You dare to compete for this treasure with our Xing Dragon tribe? Are you not afraid that our Xing Dragon clan will wipe out your Jade Dragon?"
That brawny Dragon Race man yelled.
"Hmph? Since it is like this, I will destroy this brat, so that everyone gets nothing!"
That "Granny Jade Dragon" didn't know what she was considering, her face suddenly turned cold, smiling sinisterly. She shook the walking stick in her hand, and it actually emitted an explosive boom, dragging a long tail of fire, like a comet, crashing towards Fang Han.
Her striking first was, firstly, to disrupt the situation, and secondly, to probe and see whether Fang Han had completely lost his fighting strength.
"You two pieces of trash." Right when the walking stick of "Granny Jade Dragon" shot over, murderous aura suddenly flashed in Fang Han's eyes. He could not tolerate two Dragon Race members provoking him so arrogantly. He wasn't even afraid of the Heavenly Tribulation, would he be stingy in killing two dragons? He directly raised his hand and made a grabbing motion. In an instant, that walking stick was grabbed in his hand, jumping incessantly.
"You!"
Granny Jade Dragon's expression was sinister, "Explode for me!"
However, that walking stick did not explode, but let out a long cry, turning into a divine dragon and merging into Fang Han's body.
"What is going on? This Jade Thunder Dragon Stick of mine follows my will; if someone else touches it, it immediately explodes, turning into thirty million Jade Thunder Great Gangs. How could it be dragonized?" Granny Jade Dragon simply could not believe her own eyes.
"You had better explode for me!"
While she was in shock and doubt, her vision went black. Fang Han's tall figure appeared in front of her at some unknown time, and a palm forcefully slapped down directly at her head. With a slight movement of the palm strike, all space was already locked down. Making it fundamentally impossible for her to escape.
"Pop!"
Fang Han's palm landed directly, and this Granny Jade Dragon's head was slapped into a smashed watermelon. Her entire body was shaken into powder, raging flames burned up, turning all her origin energy completely into ashes. In the next blink of an eye, this Granny Jade Dragon was left with only a world law seed, spinning round and round on Fang Han's palm, and finally merged into his body.
Instantly killed, turned to ashes and annihilated.
Fang Han turned around, looking at that brawny Dragon Race man named "Xing Yu": "It is your turn."
"Dragon Emperor Xing Yu" was greatly shocked, his body violently retreating! But it was too late. Fang Han directly reached out his hand and grabbed in the air. His arm broke through spacetime and manifested behind him. Immediately, the protective astral qi of this brawny Dragon Race man cracked inch by inch.
"Stop!"
"Still not stopping? To actually dare to act wild while being surrounded. Simply frenzied, it seems you thoroughly do not want to leave alive."
A furious shout came over, and a stream of sword qi, like a white rainbow piercing the sun, directly pierced over in a stab, right in the center of Fang Han's palm. Behind the sword qi was a cold and arrogant young man. Round the head of this young man was tied a blood-red silk ribbon. His cultivation was unfathomably profound; with a sword in hand, there was a flavor of a monarch ruling over generations, and immortal dao laws actually manifested on his body. He was unexpectedly a Void Immortal expert of the Dragon Race too.
That sword in his hand was a peerless Dao artifact. With one shake of the sword, sword shadows were everywhere. Amidst the crisscrossing sword qi, the phantoms of many monarchs descended from within the sword edge.
"Submit to me! I am the number one swordsman of the Xing Dragon clan, Xing Wufeng! Be my slave, contribute all magical treasures to me, and I can spare your life!"
This number one swordsman of the Xing Dragon clan swung the sword qi again, unexpectedly piercing through the void to stab at Fang Han's eyes. Not only did he rescue Dragon Emperor Xing Yu, but he also launched a counterattack to obliterate Fang Han. His attainment in the sword dao was heaven-shaking and earth-shattering.
Fang Han did not speak either. His grabbing motion did not change, his body took a step forward, mighty divine power poured out, and the sword qi thrusting at his sides collapsed one after another.
"Hmm? The protective astral qi is so fierce, is this the power of the Eight Divisions Pagoda? Able to withstand my Monarch Sword!" The eyes of the number one genius swordsman of the Xing Dragon clan, Xing Wufeng, turned feverish. He let out continuous long howls, and as his body shook, thirty-six shadows actually appeared. Each shadow held a precious sword in hand, and mountains of swords surged toward Fang Han.
"A mere Void Immortal Dragon Emperor, actually dares to contend with me. Even injured, killing you is like butchering a dog." Fang Han's murderous intent was stern, "It seems this time, I must launch a massive slaughter to let the Dragon Race know my power, otherwise there will be even more people plotting against me in the future. Bloody methods."
Fang Han vibrated again, his form becoming tall and large. Various Three Thousand Great Daos flew out from around his body, directly shattering those mountains of swords. Following that, he took another step, crossing the ancient years, descending upon the earth.
The genius swordsman of the Xing Dragon tribe, Xing Wufeng's face changed, and he helplessly watched as Fang Han arrived by his side. No matter how his sword momentum changed, he could not block the opponent in the slightest.
"The disparity in strength is actually this great, impossible. I am a Void Immortal of the Dragon Race, he also just passed the Void Immortal tribulation and is injured too, his strength should be far inferior to mine. How can I not stop him." This genius swordsman felt the danger to his life and immediately retreated, but it was useless. Fang Han's palm had already covered down like heaven turning and earth overturning.
"Pop!"
The peerless Dao artifact in his hand, the Monarch Sword, was smashed to pieces by Fang Han. Following that, his entire person was grabbed by the neck by Fang Han. His eyes were squeezed out, his legs kicked and flailed, and his throat emitted a hoarse sound like a chicken being slaughtered.
And that brawny man Xing Yu under his protection was kicked on the body by Fang Han, his whole body exploded, burned fiercely, and actually became a ball of flames. In the next instant, he turned into charcoal, all vitality completely destroyed.
Xing Wufeng saw this scene while struggling, the fear in his heart impossible to add further. He didn't expect that Fang Han was even more ferocious than Heavenly Immortal level experts of the Dragon Emperors.
"Junior, put down Wufeng. There is still room to resolve the grievances between you and my Xing Dragon clan." Boom, behind Xing Wufeng, an overwhelming aura surged out, and a huge dragon claw reaching ten thousand miles grappled over from the air.
The strong expert of the Dragon Race finally made a move.
Within that dragon claw, the contained immortal dao laws surpassed even the Supreme Emperor Heaven.
"A Dragon Emperor expert? Finally couldn't hold back and made a move? What a pity, although I am only a Void Immortal now, but having forged the Eight Divisions Pagoda, I am not afraid of genuine Heavenly Immortals. Claw of the Desolate Dragon! Ancestral Dragon God!"
This dragon claw blotted out the sky and covered the sun, able to destroy the void, but Fang Han was not afraid in the slightest. He raised his hand, and the Eight Divisions Pagoda combined with his bodily power also turned into a massive dragon claw, which actually had ten toes; it was exactly the unique dragon claw of the Great Desolate Ancestral Dragon, possessing tremendous restraint over Dragon Emperor experts.
Once the Eight Divisions Pagoda was genuinely forged successfully, it had restraint over Dragon Emperors. This was a truth that had long been proven.
"Pop!"
The two colliding, that Dragon Emperor's claw was actually shattered. Fang Han's body was like ghosts and gods, grabbing Xing Wufeng. Tremendous power, along with an ear-piercing scream, directly struck into the head of this genius swordsman of the Xing Dragon clan: "Great Puppet Art, become my puppet!"
The genius swordsman struggled fiercely to no avail. His eyes lost their light, he was directly converted into a puppet, and taken into the Eight Divisions Pagoda. In an instant, the Eight Divisions Pagoda gained another Void Immortal expert.
Now, altogether there were the Ancient Heavenly Demon Commander Chi You, the two great God Venerables Yin Liu and Mo Na, Four Great Void Immortals, and the Xing Dragon clan's Xing Wufeng; eight Great Void Immortals were all converted.
"Too arrogant! Too domineering! The Xing Dragon clan has suffered disastrous losses. Just now a Dragon Emperor made a move, and was actually shattered by him! Doesn't that mean his strength surpasses Heavenly Immortals?"
"No, this is the unique function of the Eight Divisions Pagoda, did you not see. That dragon claw he evolved just now has ten fingers, it is the unique aura of the Great Desolate Ancestral Dragon. Before this unique aura, even a Dragon Emperor supreme strong expert cannot display half of their magic power."
"Snatch, must snatch! Snatch at any cost! As long as we snatch this pagoda, our Dragon Race tribe can attain a tremendous status elevation within the Dragon Realm."
"This junior, cannot let him out of the Dragon Realm alive! Our several large Dragon Race tribes must join hands together, eliminate him first, and then divide the treasure."
Splash, strips of dragon shadows came from the shadowed death energy. In the sky, powerful Dragon Emperor auras condensed into one throne after another.