The temperament of the "Son of Chaos" was entirely different from that of Muye Cangmang.
Although Muye Cangmang despised Fang Han and always called him a small figure, deep in his bones, he highly valued Fang Han as an opponent. It was surface-level contempt but inner psychological importance.
But the Son of Chaos was different.
He despised Fang Han thoroughly, from head to toe. From the depths of his bones, he looked down on Fang Han, even looking down on the "Eight Divisions Pagoda" and the "Thirty-Three Heavens Ultimate Treasures" that Fang Han had refined. He looked down on any magical treasure, any figure, and even the heavens! All things, in his eyes, were lowly.
It was unknown what kind of mentality this was, nor what kind of noble pride was supporting him.
He stood with his hands behind his back, looking coldly at the world, and nothing could catch his eye. It was as if a noble emperor had come to the slums. With a single glance, everything was full of lowly people. He stood alone in cold pride, the entire world was muddy, and only he was pure and unblemished nobility.
"I, Fang Han, have beheaded countless demon gods and countless geniuses. I have seen arrogant ones, but I have never seen anyone as arrogant as you. Although Muye Cangmang was arrogant, he cannot compare to a ten-thousandth of you." Fang Han said coldly: "I do not know what you are relying on. Just your identity as the Son of Chaos? Even if the Primal Chaos Heavenly Monarch came in person, he would not dare to despise Good Fortune and blaspheme Origin."
"Can you represent Good Fortune and Origin?" The Son of Chaos stretched out a hand, wagged his finger, and said contemptuously: "Good Fortune and Origin are not things that a lowly person like you can steal. The supreme position of the alliance leader is also not something you can spy on. All of your strength, I have already seen clearly. That is why I despise you. You used the soul brand of the Gate of Eternal Life to suppress Muye Cangmang, but that is not your own strength. It is borrowed from the soul brand of the Lightning Mother Heavenly Monarch, transmitted from a distant space and time. So, that is why I said you are a lowly person, a man who relies on a woman to defeat enemies, is that not lowly? Did I say anything wrong?"
"As long as I can behead the enemy, all means are nothing to me." Fang Han said completely unmoved: "The means you consider lowly, I would not mind using once more to behead you."
"There is no chance. You will never be able to execute the soul brand of the Gate of Eternal Life again. This is also an aspect of why I call you lowly and foolish. Do you know that precisely because of your showing off earlier, you have placed the reincarnation of the Lightning Mother Heavenly Monarch in a dangerous situation. How noble is the soul brand of the Gate of Eternal Life? Even the Heavenly Monarchs of the Heaven Realm might not have seen it. Once this aura is released, it will immediately attract the attention of the Heaven Realm, and she will encounter extreme danger!" The smile of the Son of Chaos grew even more contemptuous: "I know that the Lightning Mother Heavenly Monarch possesses the divine ability of destiny evolution, and no one can deduce her existence, but now because of your stupidity, a great figure of the Heaven Realm has caught her aura, and she will no longer be able to escape the demonic palm of the Heaven Realm!"
"What?" Fang Han was startled in his heart. Sure enough, he could no longer sense Fang Qingxue's aura, nor could he sense the soul brand of the Gate of Eternal Life.
This shock was no trivial matter.
He secretly calculated in his heart, the Zhou Tian Instrument and the Destiny Sphere calculating continuously. After tens of millions of calculations, his mind stabilized, and a smile appeared on his face: "If the Lightning Mother Heavenly Monarch could be so easily captured by the Heaven Realm, then she would not be the one who stole destiny. Moreover, the great figures of the Heaven Realm are nothing so amazing. Wait until I kill you and refine you, the Eight Divisions Pagoda will advance into a true Immortal Artifact. At that time, my magical power will surge wildly once again. The life essence all over your body is much thicker than that of Muye Cangmang, at least equivalent to the combination of more than ten Divine Immortals, and purely the bloodline of the Primal Chaos Heavenly Monarch is enough to let me refine the Eight Divisions Pagoda and a part of the Thirty-Three Heavens Ultimate Treasures into Immortal Artifacts. Furthermore, there are many Divine Immortals in your Divine Prefecture Sect. This Boat of the Other Shore is actually a Mid-Grade Immortal Artifact. If I annihilate all of you, to what extent will my strength increase? Still care about the great figures of the Heaven Realm? This God Clan tribulation is a feast for my plundering."
"Haha!" Hearing Fang Han's words, the Son of Chaos actually laughed: "Pitiful person, despicable existence, actually thinking of refining the entire Divine Prefecture Sect? You probably do not know how much strength the Divine Prefecture Sect has, coming with the will of the Heaven Realm, leading all immortals to escape the bitter sea and head towards the other shore. I alone am enough to strangle you."
"Then I will see whether you strangle me, or I exterminate your entire Divine Prefecture Sect. Just based on your arrogance right now, even the Heaven Realm's Divine Prefecture Sect is destined for destruction in the future." Fang Han's body moved, and suddenly his phantoms were everywhere. As the Wings of Freedom flapped behind him, fierce winds blew and ghosts cried and gods howled. With a single palm strike, he directly crushed toward the head of the Son of Chaos.
The Primordial Ancestral Dragon's Claws descended from the sky, aiming to grab off his heavenly spirit cover.
"The Primordial Ancestral Dragon? Slay the dragon when meeting the dragon!" Even facing the Primordial Ancestral Dragon, the Son of Chaos had a contemptuous gaze. He put his fingers together like a sword, and suddenly a burst of sword qi soared into the sky, actually directly cleaving open the Primordial Ancestral Dragon's Claws. The sharpness of the sword was invincible.
After tearing apart the dragon claw, his body shook, and a massive bitter sea emanated from his body. That massive bitter sea surged with mighty waves, annihilating all of Fang Han's shadows. The Son of Chaos displayed magical power several times stronger than Muye Cangmang's. Stepping out, his fist force rode the wind and broke the waves, pointing straight at the true heart, striking towards Fang Han's main body without the slightest deviation.
"Great Magic of the Bitter Sea: Riding the Wind and Breaking the Waves!"
In the boundless bitter sea, the Son of Chaos rode the wind and broke the waves, pointing at the sky and stepping on the earth, like the sole true god, blasting forward. It struck so that all vital energy became a blur, and all things and objects lost their color.
"Heaven Collapsing Crash!"
Fang Han's expression did not change. With a fist clash, the two collided, and he did not move an inch. The Immortal Dao astral qi reversed within his body, power rising wave higher than wave. After refining Muye Cangmang, he no longer feared anyone or any attack.
Seeing Fang Han take his fist head-on, a trace of difference flashed in the Son of Chaos's eyes, flowing into even greater fierceness. His killing intent was so intense it could destroy countless planets, even a great world. The death qi and nether qi from the endless nether soil were all rolled into his body's chaos. On his body, a set of Primal Chaos Battle Armor appeared. Like the true Primal Chaos Heavenly Monarch descending to the mortal realm, the thickness of his bloodline purity truly far surpassed Fang Han's.
He strode toward Fang Han, his hands executing the bitter sea divine ability, transforming into a vast ocean, trapping Fang Han within it. With him as the center, the power of the bitter sea expanded, as if ready to sweep the entire great world into it, somewhat similar to the God Tribulation Water unleashed jointly by the God Clan.
This person's power was already comparable to a true Profound Immortal, contending against Fang Han. He was truly worthy of being called the "Son of Chaos".
"The bitter sea cannot trap me." Fang Han's body soared upwards, escaping the bitter sea, leaping out of the real world, and stepping outside the five elements. He executed the dual power of the World's Free King Buddha Talisman and the Wings of Freedom. He was like a Buddha entering Nirvana, the ancient Buddha entering extinction. Without a trace or shadow.
"Great Extinction Tathagata, World's Freedom, Progenitor Holy Fist, Seven Styles of Judgment, Uncanny Workmanship, Mountains and Rivers…" In the next instant, amidst his disappearance, Fang Han appeared above the Son of Chaos's head. In one move, he continuously executed dozens of killing strikes, each strike excelling nature and perfectly timed. The Zhou Tian Instrument precisely calculated the various changes of the Son of Chaos's killing strikes. At the most critical moment, Fang Han was able to grasp the essence and, with the most ingenious cost, defeat the cohesion of the Son of Chaos's vital energy.
"Is this the strength of the legendary Zhou Tian Instrument among the Thirty-Three Heavens Ultimate Treasures? Deducing all divine abilities, grasping the core flaws of some immortal arts and even the Three Thousand Great Daos, and even being able to analyze the flaws in the enemy's mind." The Son of Chaos resisted Fang Han's attacks, but was strolling leisurely. "So that is why you are a lowly person, only able to rely on women and magical treasures to face enemies. Without magical treasures and women, what are you? You are nothing. Laughable, you think of yourself as a figure, today I will strip away all of your halos. Let you know that in the end you are still a small figure, an incomparably despicable slave."
The Son of Chaos spoke harshly, not to enrage Fang Han, but because he had an innate contempt in his bones.
Like a primal ancient god of chaos, he suddenly shook. The eggshell-shaped chaos canopy shrouded down again, forcing back Fang Han's various divine abilities. Then he pointed a finger, transcending space and time, crossing over mortal thought, directly striking toward the center of Fang Han's brows.
This finger had not the slightest murderous aura, as if an immortal pointing the way, as if a sage wise man illuminating the road and direction of life for a lost traveler.
Precisely because of this, his finger was exceptionally formidable. In an instant, Fang Han unexpectedly felt unable to dodge, feeling as if he would walk along the path pointed out by him, and his life from then on would be controlled by him.
"What martial dao immortal art is this?" Fang Han's body retreated, constantly deducing, and then his palm curved into a claw to block. Who knew that the Son of Chaos's finger would suddenly vanish, and a powerful divine will like staggering thunder struck: "This sure-kill finger of mine, you cannot possibly resist! There is no road to Heaven, no door to Hell! You are dead!"
Rip!
At this crucial moment, a cold smile actually flashed across Fang Han's face. Between his brows was an expression of utter composure. His body bent, unexpectedly using a weird flicker, causing this finger to land on empty space.
This finger pointed at empty space, and the finger force shot out. Everyone saw it. A void channel billions of miles long was directly pierced through, passing through layers of the Earthly Bane Nine Netherplaces, piercing through the Profound Yellow Great World, and even directly assaulting the God Clan army besieging the Profound Yellow Great World outside, piercing through countless God Clan armies.
On the surface of the Profound Yellow Great World, countless amounts of God Tribulation Water were evaporated.
This was the power of one finger.
If this finger had hit, no matter how formidable Fang Han was, there would have been an extra hole in his body.
After dodging this finger, Fang Han became devoid of the slightest expression again. With a move of the Origin Divine Fist, he attacked, blasting toward the head of the Son of Chaos.
"Everything is within my calculations, dodging my sure-kill finger, the true killing strike is still behind, Paradise God Fist!" Bang! The Son of Chaos appeared directly in front of Fang Han, punching out. Countless shapes of heavenly palaces and heavenly realm honors gathered on his fist, as if the power of the Heaven Realm concentrated on one point, blasting out the legendary Paradise God Fist.