This time, Fang Han truly delivered a killing blow. His entire body's magic power, coordinated with the wondrous use of the "World Honored Buddha of Mastery" talisman, vanished in an instant, and then suddenly appeared. No matter how formidable Li Zha was, he could not resist.
With one palm striking down, fully five Heavenly Immortal experts, as well as Li Zha himself, were blown apart, exploding into blood-colored mist. Every wisp of mist was equivalent to an ocean. But Fang Han did not care in the slightest. After blowing them apart, his body descended and urged the All Things Transform into Dragons Incantation. Those blood-colored mists turned into dragon shapes one after another and were swallowed back into his body once again.
And the Heavenly Immortal laws within the blood-colored mist, the natal seed crystal world, represented the essence of one's cultivation and the condensation of divine abilities. Losing flesh and blood, they could still be coalesced, at most suffering some damage to origin qi. Losing this natal world law immortal dao crystal, however, was equivalent to losing one's soul.
As Fang Han devoured their flesh and blood essence, he naturally aimed for their Heavenly Immortal laws. He grabbed over with a claw, wanting to seize everything, exterminating them completely, leaving not a single one behind.
"To actually cause damage to my qi and blood, die!" Within the blood-colored mist, using some unknown divine ability or magical treasure, Li Zha was reborn once again. A bloody body rose up, shaking apart the All Things Transform into Dragons Incantation. That King Slaughtering Great Halberd radiated divine light once more, and the surrounding Heavenly Immortals immediately gathered together, condensing into a suit of armor upon his body as well.
Instantly, his power, just like Young Master Muye's, climbed steadily, almost rivaling a Divine Immortal.
But Fang Han's methods did not stop there. He had long anticipated this change. Opening his mouth to spit, countless flames spewed out from his mouth, all of them being the Colored Glaze Pure Fire. His body vanished once again, transforming into the void. Dying in nirvana, the ancient Buddha entering cessation. Making it so that Li Zha and Young Master Muye could not find him again!
Despicable!
Li Zha was furious. Having just been blown apart by a single punch from Fang Han, his origin qi was somewhat damaged. He wanted to unleash peerless methods to counterattack, but Fang Han had completely vanished again.
Young Master Muye's expression was solemn, his ears moving incessantly. Holding the Central Ancient Sword vertically, he executed a sword posture. His whole body from top to bottom unexpectedly had not a single flaw. It seemed that no matter which direction Fang Han came from to sneak attack, he would suffer his intense counterattack and decapitation. "Fang Han, you bastard, all you do is rely on a talisman to use evasion methods. If you have the capability, fight me properly! I will definitely chop your body into ten thousand pieces and turn you into pus and blood. I have already assumed the Central Immobile Posture; no matter which direction you sneak attack me from, it will be absolutely useless. Animal, come out quickly and fight me!"
"As you wish."
Fang Han's voice transmitted out from behind Young Master Muye once more.
However, with a movement of his body, Young Master Muye actually chopped a sword strike out backwards, accurately slashing toward the place where Fang Han's voice leaked out. This sword strike held the imposing momentum to split the universe and break the firmament.
"Show your face and die! Animal!" Young Master Muye roared. The Heavenly Immortal incarnation armor over his whole body trembled abruptly. Coordinating with his sword posture, it initiated a resonance, and the sword qi of the Central Ancient Sword flared immensely.
"I gave you chances, this is you seeking your own deaths." Fang Han's voice did not stop because of the power of the sword posture. He walked out from the void and directly stretched out a hand. The Flawless hand, pure as colored glaze, grabbed the sword's fine edge directly. His entire person was more than ten times fiercer than before, like a mountain king of the Immortal Realm. No matter how the Central Ancient Sword vibrated, it could not break free from the palm of his hand.
"During the few exchanges just now, I was merely testing you two, to see just what your strength is like, whether you could injure me or threaten me. Now it seems, your strength is just at this level, disappointing me greatly. It seems that killing you two will not cost me any price. The might of Destiny, the power of Karma. The long river of Fate, the Gate of Eternal Life!"
Fang Han gripped the Central Ancient Sword with one grasp, a smile appearing on his face.
His few moves just now were indeed testing, planning before acting, and he had not yet unleashed his sharpest killer trump cards.
Now, having tested the true strength of the two through those few moves, Fang Han no longer held back. With a sudden turn, he began burning his lifespan, displaying the Minor Destiny Technique and the Great Karma Technique. At the same time, the Eight Divisions Pagoda within his body was urged to full power, and the Key of the Desolate God also began to run berserk. This attack was equivalent to him going completely berserk.
A mighty and vast airflow rushed into the main body of the Central Ancient Sword. Countless true astral airflows erupted within it, shaking the artifact spirit inside to scream incomparably.
"Don't even think about taking my Central Ancient Sword away. Animal, today I want you to die here!" A phenomenon appeared on Young Master Muye's body, the battle armor moved again, attempting to pull the Central Ancient Sword out and unleash a peerless sword art.
"Panwu Refining Gods!"
Fang Han's expression did not change in the slightest. His Flawless Body blossomed with light. From the Key of the Desolate God on his body, dozens of "Divine Immortal Talismans" flew out into the air, transforming into a grand array, condensing into a single point, and struck directly into the Central Ancient Sword.
"Bang!"
That Central Ancient Sword immediately jumped up, the entire blade twisting like a snake, as if the skin of its whole body was being peeled off. It was endlessly agonizing, and the immortal dao laws within it all produced cracks.
This move of Fang Han's, Panwu Refining Gods, drew from the grand array formed by thirteen "Divine Immortal Talismans" from the Key of the Desolate God. Triggered in an instant and struck into the immortal artifact, this Central Ancient Sword was only a Low-Grade immortal artifact, so naturally, it was hard for it to endure.
Fortunately, Fang Han was currently at the True Immortal level, not yet a Heavenly Immortal, otherwise, he would have been able to utilize even more powerful "Profound Immortal Talismans," and a single talisman would have heavily injured this Central Ancient Sword. If it were a Golden Immortal Talisman of an even higher level, its might would not be something ordinary people could fathom.
"Divine Immortal Talismans!" Young Master Muye was finally moved, incomparable shock flashing in his eyes.
"So you know terror too! Central Ancient Sword, be refined for me. So what if it's an immortal artifact, it will be collected by me all the same. Don't any of you think about leaving today. All of you will become materials for my Eight Divisions Pagoda and Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasures, holy items of a blood sacrifice!" Fang Han showed no mercy, grabbing fiercely with his large hand again. With a pop, the twisting body of the Central Ancient Sword thoroughly collapsed, turning into fragments, and was instantly sucked into Fang Han's body. Massive immortal power, immortal arrays, and immortal dao laws surged in madly, causing an earth-shaking change to occur once more in the Eight Divisions Pagoda and the Thirty-Three Heavens World.
An immortal artifact, even the lowest grade Low-Grade immortal artifact, contained immortal dao laws ten times greater than those of a Heavenly Immortal.
Especially this Central Ancient Sword, which was simply at the peak among Low-Grade immortal artifacts. Shattering at once and surging into the Eight Divisions Pagoda, it was even more fierce and wicked than refining the Horizon Sacred Dao Ruler that day.
"Bang bang bang…"!
Among the Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasures, the "Heaven Render Diagram," "Heaven Assimilation Staff," "Heaven Leaning Spear," and "Zhoutian Instrument" all transformed from Peerless-Grade Dao Artifacts into half-immortal artifacts at once. Especially that "Zhoutian Instrument," which was a precise spherical instrument. Its surroundings were densely packed with stars, and many spaces were generated upon the sphere, just like a small universe.
The "Zhoutian Instrument" among the Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasures was not used for attacking; it was used to deduce heavenly secrets, operate wisdom, evolve Dao techniques, synthesize origin qi, and create divine abilities.
For example, one Three Thousand Great Dao could evolve countless types of supreme divine abilities, and various Three Thousand Great Daos could combine into various immortal arts. All of this could be deduced using the "Zhoutian Instrument."
Of course, the most formidable function of the Zhoutian Instrument was to complete Great Dao immortal arts. For example, Fang Han's current Ghost Ax Divine Worksmanship Grand Immortal Art only had the fusion of twenty-six Three Thousand Great Daos. If placed in the Zhoutian Instrument, it could deduce one by one exactly what other Three Thousand Great Daos were needed.
This was the terrifying aspect of the Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasures; otherwise, this set of supreme treasures wouldn't be considered Divine Artifacts of Creation.
Now, as the Central Ancient Sword shattered in an instant and its immortal dao laws rushed in, causing the Zhoutian Instrument to alter into a half-immortal artifact at once, the deducing function of this instrument was immediately manifested. The countless divine abilities, countless Dao techniques, and countless martial daos that Fang Han knew all entered into it. After being deduced by it, and feeding back to his wisdom spiritual sense, it made the changes in origin qi of every single move, every single stance, and every single breath of Fang Han become exceptionally perfect and flawless.
Furthermore, what was even more terrifying was that every attack, and even a single thought fluctuation or origin qi fluctuation of Young Master Muye and Li Zha, were reflected in the Zhoutian Instrument. They were captured by Fang Han, who simultaneously deduced the flaws within their origin qi moves.
At this very moment, the might of the Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasures, Divine Artifacts of Creation, finally revealed its rudimentary form.
Abruptly, Fang Han's strength reached a terrifying existence combining the power of eighteen Heavenly Immortals. The massive origin qi settled down, rendering his strength unable to elevate further. It seemed the limit his physical body could contain was precisely this much. Unless he broke through to the Heavenly Immortal realm, his strength would not be able to elevate again.
"My Central Ancient Sword!"
Young Master Muye spurted out a mouthful of fresh blood. He felt his body had completely lost connection with the Central Ancient Sword, as it had been entirely refined. From here on out, he had thoroughly lost this immortal artifact, and it would never return again.
He almost went truly mad. Although he was a peerless genius and had cultivated to the Heavenly Immortal realm very early on, his entire cultivation could only be brought out fully by relying on the Central Ancient Sword. One must know, the worst immortal artifact was equivalent to ten Heavenly Immortals. Now that he had lost the ancient sword, his strength had essentially dropped by more than half.
Immediately, his aura declined.
Though he was mad, strength was strength; it would not double because of his berserk state. The immortal artifact was lost, and being hysterical was in vain.
"Truly taking Zhoutian into the body!" Refining the Central Ancient Sword took Fang Han merely the blink of an eye, yet a thousand years had already passed within his body. He only felt that every single move, every breath of his, was already secretly aligned with the pulsating veins of Zhoutian. The entire Zhoutian had a sort of harmony with the human body.
"Young Master Muye, his immortal artifact was refined! His strength is inferior to mine now." Li Zha felt both shock and joy in his heart. Shocked that Fang Han's strength was unimaginably terrifying, and joyful that Young Master Muye suffered a blow that caused him to lose his immortal artifact.
However, just as this thought crossed his mind, a large hand was already grabbing over. It was exactly Fang Han. Within Fang Han's large hand, countless immortal arts were brewing, striking with an intensity that crumbled heaven and earth and dimmed the sun and moon.
Before this large hand even got close to his body, his qi and blood began to churn, and with a "wa" sound, fresh blood emerged from his seven orifices.