"Jialan, between these two people, who do you say will win?"
In the spectator stands, a true tradition disciple asked Jialan. This true tradition disciple wore a purple Dao robe, and embroidered on the Dao robe were nine dragons! These nine dragons were all five-clawed true dragons, each of a different color: black, yellow, green, red… He actually wore an embroidered nine-dragon Dao robe, faintly emitting the noble aura of an emperor. This was vastly different from the ethereal elegance of the Immortal Dao, but this outfit coordinated with his temperament, actually bringing out the best in each other.
"Lingxiao, what do you think?" Jialan smiled slightly, responding with a question instead of answering.
It turned out that this true tradition disciple wearing the nine-dragon Dao robe and possessing the noble aura of an emperor was actually "East Lingxiao," who presided over "Lingxiao Peak" and stood alongside Jialan among the five great true tradition disciples of the Yuhua Sect, possessing illustrious fame and vast magical power.
His attire and temperament gave people a feeling of "purple qi coming from the east."
The four great true tradition disciples—East Lingxiao, South Wanluo, West Jialan, and North Yaoguang—aside from super experts like the Heaven's Punishment Elder, held a status much higher than ordinary grand elders. They were the true pillars of the sect. When they addressed each other, they called each other completely by name or Dao title, and would not call each other junior sister or senior brother.
However, these four people all called Hua Tiandu "Eldest Senior Brother."
This was because Hua Tiandu's magic power was a cut above theirs, truly outshining all heroes. The Panwu Great Power Magic was boundlessly vigorous, and he had the hope of breaking through to the Mystic Realm of Longevity.
Among the disciples of both the Immortal and Demonic Daos, Hua Tiandu belonged to the titan level. He even overshadowed the Demonic Commander Kuang Tianqing.
"Ye Nantian has received Wanluo's cultivation and possesses formidable Treasure Artifacts on his body, perhaps even more than one. Although this Fang Han has some ability, his disposition is a bit too arrogant and conceited. He even dared to say he would defeat Senior Brother Hua Tiandu within ten years. None of us dare to say such words. It is evident that the ignorant are fearless; this time, I'm afraid he is going to take a tumble." Lingxiao said unhurriedly.
"Saying he would defeat Hua Tiandu in ten years is indeed pitching a bit big. However, there are always some unusual aspects about this Fang Han. I actually do not favor Ye Nantian." Jialan smiled lightly.
"Oh? I heard that you, Jialan, once bestowed a set of Three-Crystal Ice Jade Swords upon this Fang Han. Could it be he can defeat a Treasure Artifact merely relying on that? You should know that I am aware Wanluo even bestowed a Treasure Artifact, the Rashomon, upon Ye Nantian." Lingxiao flicked his fingernails.
"Rashomon?" Jialan was slightly taken aback: "Wanluo actually bestowed even this Treasure Artifact upon Ye Nantian. It seems he is absolutely determined to have him snatch away the first place on the Mountain and River Ranking from Long'er."
"Long Xuan has already successfully defended the first place on the Mountain and River Ranking for several consecutive sessions, taking up more than half of all the sect's bestowed rewards. The sect's reward this time is a Yin Yang Myriad Life Pill, as well as a pure yang magical treasure, the Golden Light Fierce Fire Mirror. Even true tradition disciples covet them." Lingxiao bore a spurious smile: "Since you look favorably upon Fang Han, Jialan, how about we make a bet? I bet that Ye Nantian wins, and stake a treasure, the Heavenly Wood Divine Needle!"
While speaking, he took out a three-inch-long wooden needle of verdant green color.
"Heavenly Wood Divine Needle! This is a treasure that takes ten thousand years for East Green Wood True Qi to condense and form! After being condensed and refined nine times over many years by you, you actually take this out to bet with me? It's obvious you have your eye on a certain item on my person, isn't it?" Jialan's expression turned cold.
"That's right, I have my eye on that bracelet of yours, Jialan, the Milky Way Bracelet."
On Jialan's right hand, she wore a bracelet that looked just like a shrunken Milky Way, dazzling to the eyes. At a glance, it was a supreme-grade treasure. For true tradition disciples like them, the items on their bodies couldn't possibly be spirit artifacts; they were absolutely all Treasure Artifacts. Because they themselves could refine spirit artifacts.
"How about it? Jialan, do you dare to bet?" Seeing Jialan's displeased expression, Lingxiao couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Fine! Have I, Jialan, ever lost to anyone?" Jialan shook her hand, and that Milky Way Bracelet slipped off and was placed onto the table. She gritted her teeth and chuckled: "But what does a man like you want this bracelet for? Won't it be awkward to wear?"
"Haha, of course I am going to give it as a gift." Lingxiao placed the Heavenly Wood Divine Needle and the Milky Way Bracelet together.
"If you want to give a gift, wouldn't it be very good to go and fetch the Sun, Moon, and Five Stars Bracelet of the Myriad Stars Sect? That bracelet is the pure yang magical treasure that borders on being a Dao Artifact. But I'm afraid you don't have the ability to fetch it."
Jialan's eyes were cold as she looked towards the arena.
At this time, almost ninety-ninety percent of the disciples had placed their attention on the battle between Fang Han and Ye Nantian on the first arena, because this was a fierce struggle between a dragon and a tiger. Ye Nantian was third on the Mountain and River Ranking and carried Treasure Artifacts. Even if he met an expert of the Mystic Realm of Divine Power, he would absolutely not be afraid. And Fang Han was the person who had offended Hua Tiandu.
"Fang Han! Why aren't you coming up yet? Could it be you are afraid?"
As soon as Ye Nantian heard his name, he stood up, and a small stone gate appeared in his hand. The style of this stone gate was quaint, like the main gate of an ancient palace of the gods. Carved on it were rare beasts and complex patterns. With a slight shake, waves of ancient, desolate aura rushed at the face. His hand turned casually, and a stream of air emitted from within the stone gate, enveloping him. Following that, his entire person disappeared, manifesting on the arena as if shifting forms and exchanging shadows.
"What magical treasure is this?"
"So miraculous?"
"This is the Rashomon! Legend has it that Senior Brother Wanluo once used it to kill countless Heavenly Demons, Great Heavenly Demon Kings."
"This Rashomon has the supreme efficacy of shifting forms and exchanging shadows, confiscating spirit artifacts, and capturing enemies. It seems Ye Nantian is going to vie for first place this time. We all have no hope." The expressions of several inner sect disciples ranked eighth and ninth on the Mountain and River Ranking were extremely unsightly.
"Senior Sister Long's expression has also changed."
Below the arena, in a very good position, the woman in the yellow shirt, Senior Sister Long, also slightly changed her expression as she looked at Ye Nantian and Fang Han. Then she calmed her mind and breath, sitting cross-legged, displaying excellent cultivation of character, truly worthy of being the number one of the inner sect who had defended the Mountain and River Ranking for a long time. Even many elders on the stage, Jialan, and Lingxiao secretly nodded.
Long Xuan also had Treasure Artifacts on her body, hiding her depth. She already knew that since Fang Han's defeat was a foregone conclusion, she herself would face a fierce battle.
For things like Treasure Artifacts and spirit artifacts, as long as the gap wasn't too large, using them still depended on a person's wisdom. Whoever possessed powerful spirit and used them ingeniously would be able to win.
"It seems this slave Fang Han will absolutely not have an easy time of it this time." Fang Qingwei sat in a middle position, surrounded tightly by a large group of sycophants like stars flocking around the moon. Her temperament was vibrant, and precious light swallowed and spat around her body, clearly indicating she had also obtained tremendous benefits.
"Another Treasure Artifact? This Ye Nantian has hidden his depth extremely well. Those four spies weren't able to find out." Fang Han walked up the steps step by step. Seeing that Rashomon, his fingers tightened slightly.
He didn't ask Yan either, because at this time Yan had already utilized the Great Nirvana Method to hide himself. Shouting for him wouldn't yield a response, and he also couldn't sense the Netherworld Diagram.
"Not bad, you actually have the courage to climb onto this arena." Ye Nantian smiled coldly when he saw Fang Han walk up: "But this is nothing but a fool's courage; you do not understand the times." As he spoke, he gently tossed the Rashomon in his hand! Instantly, this small stone gate immediately expanded to be as tall as two people, towering behind him.
"Eight Desolations Divine Sword!"
He opened his mouth and spat. A small sword about an inch long was spat out. Although this small sword was only an inch long and exquisitely delicate, not even counting as a weapon or even a child's toy, the moment it was spat out, the entire venue was immediately filled with a sharp aura. Crystal light shot like lightning, making people unable to look at it directly! The crowd all felt waves of sword qi rolling over like the tide. Feeling this sword qi on their bodies, everyone felt as if they were about to be sliced by a thousand cuts.
The prestige of this small sword was more terrifying than any spirit artifact!
However, the crowd didn't show much surprise, because they all knew that this was Ye Nantian's own weapon, and his greatest reliance for ranking third on the Mountain and River Ranking, the Eight Desolations Divine Sword! It was a flying sword of the Treasure Artifact level! With just this single sword, no spirit artifact was a match. This wasn't a reward bestowed by the sect, but a miraculous encounter he obtained during a certain exploration!
But this flying sword was a low-grade Treasure Artifact. It couldn't compare to the Seven Fiends Gourd. If the Seven Fiends Gourd was used to drive the Seven Kill Sword Array, it could break this flying sword. Despite this, it was still a rare treasure.
Buzz buzz buzz…
A burst of clashing metal sounded. This exquisitely delicate Eight Desolations Divine Sword gave a spirited flick and suddenly transformed into a transparent giant steel sphere, wrapping Ye Nantian within it. It truly was an impenetrable bronze wall and iron bastion.
Flying swords of the spirit artifact level could not transform; they could only go straight back and forth to kill enemies. But flying swords of the Treasure Artifact level could transform, abruptly turning into a giant steel sphere that could take a person up into the sky or down into the sea, protecting them strictly and solidly! It could even divide sword light to kill with a hundred swords simultaneously.
"Fang Han, don't say I'm bullying you. I will let you have three moves." Ye Nantian laughed loudly, immensely proud of himself. Reaching this point, he indeed stood firmly and steadily in an invincible position, even to the point where it could be said he would absolutely win; the gap in strength was too large.
Relying solely on a single Eight Desolations Divine Sword was already invincible and indestructible; ordinary flying swords could not withstand it. And he had even borrowed the Rashomon! With two Treasure Artifacts coordinating, nobody could imagine how massive an amount of power this held!
The Rashomon was an even more profound Treasure Artifact than the Seven Fiends Gourd!
"This is simply bullying…" A few elders shook their heads.
"Jialan, it seems this Milky Way Bracelet of yours will belong to me." Lingxiao laughed loudly. Suddenly, a burst of violent, wild howling interrupted his laughter.
This wild howling sound, fluctuating in waves, actually contained magic power!
It was erupting from Fang Han's body!
"This is!" Lingxiao stood up abruptly, expressing an inconceivable gasp of amazement.
"What? How is this possible?" Jialan also stood up.
"This isn't real, is it? Let me look carefully!" Several elders also stood up.
"Absolutely not real!"
"What in the world is this?"
Countless pairs of eyes stared fixedly at Fang Han, who was emitting the violent, wild howl!
At this moment, standing on the arena, Fang Han's clothes fluttered all over his body. His Heavenly Gate opened wide, and a wild,莽 airstream transmitted from within his body, like an azure dragon emerging from the abyss, a white tiger leaving the cauldron! The roaring of dragons and howling of tigers! His entire person floated up into the air. The powerful airstream was like a herd of galloping horses, and the powerful magic power fluctuations rolled broadly, like the surging tide of a great river!
Without using any magical treasures, Fang Han stood suspended in the air. He undid his seals, operated his magic power, and manifested the strength of having stepped into the Mystic Realm of Divine Power! At this very moment, he commanded a vantage point looking down at Ye Nantian, ruling over all under heaven.
"Ye Nantian, you dare to boast shamelessly relying on two Treasure Artifacts? Let me have three moves? Who do you think you are? Does relying on magical treasures count as ability? Today, I will let you know just how massive the gap between the two of us is! I have already stepped into the Mystic Realm of Divine Power! Do you know what the Mystic Realm of Divine Power is? The Mystic Realm of Divine Power! Reaching heaven in a single bound! You will never reach this height!"
Fang Han's long laugh intimidated the entire venue. He cultivated the Yama Golden Body, so after cultivating into the Mystic Realm of Divine Power, his magic power was already vigorous to begin with. Having subsequently consumed the Star Dipper Mana Gathering Pill, he progressed even further from an already high point! Even Jin Shitai's magic power was now inferior to his.
"Mystic Realm of Divine Power! It really is the Mystic Realm of Divine Power!"
"Is this the Mystic Realm of Divine Power?"
"That's right, this is exactly the Mystic Realm of Divine Power! He actually successfully cultivated divine power!"… All the disciples were dumbfounded at this moment, and then burst into waves of wild frenzy, unable to believe their own eyes!