"Every single one of the Thirty-Three Heavens Treasures possesses immense might once forged, but the further one progresses, the harder they are to refine. To transform all of them into Immortal artifacts would require an incalculable number of Immortal Dao laws. To think that he actually managed to successfully refine the Heaven Sealing Lock by utilizing the power of eight God Emperors. From now on, his fate is dictated by himself and not by the heavens. It is no wonder that this grab of my Fetters of the Gods failed to make him stay."
Watching Fang Han vanish into the void, Heavenly Consort Umo fell into deep thought.
"Ji Ku, this Fang Han is one of the greatest enemies of our God Race. Your loss is within reason. I will pass down the Holy King's decree so that the people of the Food Immortal God Race will no longer blame you, and I shall reassign subordinates to you." Seeing Ji Ku on the verge of tears but unable to cry, Heavenly Consort Umo could not help but speak out to comfort him.
"Many thanks, Heavenly Consort!" Ji Ku almost fell to his knees.
"Fang Han is merely at the True Immortal realm, while we have all cultivated to the Mystic Immortal realm. Could it be that we truly cannot kill him! It is simply unbelievable. Such a peerless genius capable of crossing realms is rare even in the Heavenly Realm." The Clear Heaven God Emperor was also gnashing his teeth in hatred.
"That is because you are unable to unleash the true power of a Mystic Immortal. Ever since you cultivated to the Mystic Immortal realm, you have never truly put your lives on the line." Heavenly Consort Umo said calmly, "Mystic Immortals do not belong to this world, and even in the Void God Realm, they must be subjected to the restrictions of the Immortal Realm. Only by reaching the Heavenly Realm can one act without scruples. This time, by refining the Xuanhuang Great World and offering an over-arching sacrifice, we will be able to blast apart the crystal wall system of the Heavenly Realm, causing its laws to undergo a shift."
"This boy Fang Han, although only at the True Immortal realm, possesses a terrifying cultivation of magical treasures. Every single technique he cultivates is a supreme art. Furthermore, he has obtained the inheritance of the Holy King of Termination, and even possesses the World Tree that counters our God Race. Every single strike of ours was subjected to extreme suppression by him. Otherwise, if it were anyone else, they would have been killed by us long ago." The young God Emperor of the Trayastrimsa Heaven said. Then, he grew puzzled. "The Holy King of Termination is, after all, a Holy King of our God Race. In the past, he even charged into the Heavenly Realm and severely injured many ancient Heavenly Monarchs for the glory of our God Race. Why is he laying his hands on our God Race now?"
"He has his own profound intentions. Perhaps, after being reborn from the tribulation, he has deduced some new heavenly secrets. In short, all matters concerning him will naturally be handled by the Progenitor Holy King. There is no need for us to worry." Heavenly Consort Umo said, "Go, all of you return to your positions. My true body, together with the seven Ancient God Emperors, is currently descending blessings to open more spatial passages and transport more troops in. The great army of the Heavenly Realm might also descend. When that time comes, the true war of our God Race will commence."
As she spoke, Heavenly Consort Umo vanished.
Within the void, Fang Han shuttled back and forth unceasingly. However, the void at this moment was cracked everywhere, and the water of the Divine Tribulation permeated the surroundings, seeping into every available hole. But he had finally escaped the danger, and had even obtained tremendous benefits.
"My current strength is truly soaring, advancing at a tremendous pace. Now, even if the Son of Chaos were at his peak and fought with me, I could kill him with a single move!"
As he fled, he examined his own strength. Fang Han shrank into his magical treasure and burned a massive amount of Pure Yang vital energy to manipulate time for a secluded cultivation session. A mere blink of an eye in the outside world equated to hundreds, or even thousands of years inside.
In any case, his lifespan was incomparably immense, so he did not care about such a loss.
Before long, ten blinks of an eye had passed, and Fang Han had already bitterly cultivated for ten thousand years. The Dao of Termination, the Root of Heaven and Earth, the Seven Styles of Judgment, the Sovereign Holy Method, the Myriad Misery Sea of Chaos… he had thoroughly mastered all of them. The countless harvest he gained during this great tribulation of the God Race had all been integrated and comprehended comprehensively, truly solidifying his own True Immortal laws.
Within the acupoints of his body, the three thousand pairs of suns and moons grew increasingly larger. Surging and rising, in but an instant, they actually derived blazing flames similar to the Daluo True Fire that radiated across countless voids. These raging flames, together with the incarnation of Yin and Yang energy, nourished signs of life within Fang Han's three thousand acupoints.
This was a phenomenon that would only appear when a True Immortal underwent another advancement in realm.
Fang Han felt more and more that he was no longer human. Rather, he felt like the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao. This feeling carried a taste of manipulation, which was extremely comfortable, yet accompanied by an eternal sense of loneliness and isolation.
"Every cultivator is solitary. By grasping the strongest power, where life is born and destroyed in a single instant, manipulating everything with every matter going according to their desires, the emotion of loneliness naturally arises…" Fang Han chewed on this feeling. His current state of mind was absolutely different from a mortal's. The difference between mortals and Immortals lied not only in their forms of life, but also in their states of mind.
As Fang Han analyzed the states of mind of both Immortal and mortal, a profound sensation arose spontaneously.
Through this session of cultivation, his spirit underwent yet another cleansing. Ten thousand types of magical arts and Immortal Dao divine abilities were fused into one body. When the three thousand pairs of suns and moons within his acupoints circulated, they could even shoot out Great Immortal Arts.
Fang Han had devoured countless God Emperors and dozens of God Emperors. Some of the Immortal arts they cultivated were integrated into the Lesser Destiny Technique, while others were sealed within the suns and moons of his three thousand acupoints, making these stellar bodies even firmer. If anyone wanted to destroy these suns and moons, they would have to suffer the bombardment of Great Immortal Arts.
"Heavenly Consort Umo, the grand figures of the Heavenly Realm… These people are all unimaginably formidable. Although my cultivation can be considered a proud son of heaven, I am still unable to contend with them. I need to accumulate power once more. I must successfully forge the Thirty-Three Heavens Treasures. Only then will I have the hope to resist and deal with them."
During the ten thousand years of bitter cultivation inside while only ten blinks of an eye passed outside, Fang Han also secretly deduced the three Mystic Immortal skeletons and the corpse of the half-step Golden Immortal mighty figure. He discovered that there were no traces of life left within their bodies; there was only a set of heavenly secrets operating according to its predetermined trajectory.
There were some formidable individuals whose physical bodies could still move after death, performing various inconceivable feats as though they were living people. This was all because they had calculated the heavenly secrets while they were alive, and then set up various restrictive laws within their bodies to form a set of programs. They lived despite being dead.
Figures like these were all unimaginably potent mighty beings.
Without a doubt, all the current movements of this half-step Golden Immortal corpse had already been calculated in advance.
In his heart, Fang Han did not have any thoughts of refining these four supreme corpses.
It was completely impossible for him to refine the corpse of a half-step Golden Immortal. As for the three Mystic Immortal corpses, although they could be refined and would yield tremendous benefits—at the very least elevating several pieces of the Thirty-Three Heavens Treasures into Immortal artifacts—Fang Han respected them as predecessors of the Iron Blood Sect. He decided to wait and see how they would evolve within the great tribulation of the God Race.
These deceased mighty figures must have definitely deduced everything in advance. In the near future, they would grant him sufficient benefits.
"Immortal Venerable Linglong's aura…"
After ten blinks of an eye of cultivation and a moment of consideration, Fang Han utilized the Grand Karmic Art to sense the aura of Immortal Venerable Linglong. However, Immortal Venerable Linglong's aura was obscure, as if she had entered some specific place.
"Could it be that she actually entered the Ethereal Treasury?" Fang Han calculated inwardly. "The Ethereal Treasury is one of the Three Treasuries. The wealth contained within it is abundant, far exceeding the Iron Blood Immortal Mansion. Now that the treasuries are emerging one after another, I cannot possibly be so deeply bound by karma as to monopolize all of them. However, I am unwilling to let the Shenzhou Gate, or the people from the Central Great World and the Heavenly King Great World occupy them. Let me activate my Heavenly Eyes and see just how many treasuries have emerged."
At that moment, he sat upright in the void. His entire body trembled, and three thousand spheres of vital energy flew out from him. Each sphere condensed into an eyeball that surveyed the universe. Even the water of the Divine Tribulation could not block his line of sight.
Before he learned the Dao of Termination, he could not see clearly within the water of the Divine Tribulation.
But now, he could see everything at a glance.
The three thousand eyeballs constantly flickered, instantly expanding Fang Han's field of vision. The Xuanhuang Great World, as well as the outer stellar space surrounding it, were entirely covered by the dense water of the Divine Tribulation. Countless powerful auras were erupting from within. In an instant, Fang Han saw an Immortal Mansion bursting forth from the void. This Immortal Mansion manifested the radiant glory of Buddhism. It was constructed of wood, being an ancient divine tree of the Buddhist Realm, the Bodhi Sacred Tree.
The Bodhi seeds growing on its branches were all supreme treasures at the Immortal Pill level.
An innumerable number of God Race troops, alongside experts of the God Race, were all sent flying by the emergence of this Immortal Mansion. Aside from them, countless human cultivators had also charged into this Immortal Mansion.
One of the seven great Immortal Mansions, the Bodhi Immortal Mansion, had appeared.
"What a pity!"
Fang Han had just intended to move, grasping to shatter time and space to seize the Bodhi Immortal Mansion first. However, he saw that after an unknown human cultivator entered the depths of the Bodhi Immortal Mansion, the entire structure trembled violently. Its aura condensed, transforming into the phantom of what appeared to be a Buddha, yet wearing Taoist robes. Exploding in midair, countless God Race warriors were shaken to death, and then it concealed itself and vanished.
"This is someone with immense fortune who has collected the Bodhi Immortal Mansion. I was one step too late. Amidst the great tribulation, the ancient treasures of the Xuanhuang Great World are emerging one after another, seeking their own fated individuals to inherit them. I wonder who that person was who inherited the Bodhi Immortal Mansion just now?" Fang Han cast the Grand Karmic Art. The Universal Astrolabe, the Remnant Diagram of the Heavens, and the Sphere of Destiny began to deduce. Faintly and indistinctly, he saw a youth dressed in a moon-white Taoist robe, a cold sneer on his face, situated within the Bodhi Immortal Mansion. It seemed he was in the midst of fusing with the golden body of a dead, silent Buddha.
Within the Bodhi Immortal Mansion, powerful Immortal artifacts emitted ripples, and numerous cultivators were seeking shelter within from the God Race tribulation.
Suddenly, this youth seemed to have discovered Fang Han peeping at him. His eyes turned piercingly cold, like the descent of the Frost Great World's kingdom. With a fierce wave of his hand, he instantly unleashed a formidable restrictive law from the Bodhi Immortal Mansion, completely shattering all the images Fang Han had deduced.
A voice travelled through the void. "I am the one who obtained the Bodhi Immortal Mansion. Who dares peek at me? The Buddhist Realm's Grand Karmic Art! It's you, Fang Han. Fang Han, do not think that just because you killed Makino Cangmang and defeated the Son of Chaos, you can look down upon all heroes. I have obtained the Bodhi Immortal Mansion, and before long, I will be able to fuse with the various powerful mortal shells left behind by the ancient Bodhi Immortal Venerable and transform into Bodhi. When that time comes, I will let you know who the true peerless genius is…"
To think that the other party actually used a divine ability to sense that Fang Han was spying on him from across distant time and space, and subsequently issued a warning.
"Hmph!"
Fang Han suddenly unleashed a palm strike towards the void.