Another of the Thirty-Three Heavens Treasures, the "Heaven Stealing Claw", was successfully condensed.
With the claw facing upward, directed towards the firmament's Heavenly Realm, grasping heavenly secrets and stealing profundities, the moment it was refined, Fang Han's body underwent another transformation. The Immortal Realm's rules that he mysteriously sensed had almost no effect on him anymore.
He even felt that even if he cultivated to the Mystic Immortal realm right now and utilized a portion of his power, he would not be forcibly pulled into ascending by the laws of the Heavenly Realm.
Now that Fang Han had cultivated to the True Immortal realm, the Heavenly Realm's reception force descended at all times, entwining around his soul and faintly imposing a massive restriction upon him. It rendered him unable to act rashly, exactly as if a sharp sword was suspended by a single strand of hair, liable to fall at any given moment.
This was a restraint imposed by the "Heavenly Realm" upon the powerful existences within the mortal world.
However, as soon as the Heaven Stealing Claw was successfully condensed, the constant descending reception force was entirely snatched away by this profound claw. It coiled around the palm, transforming into streaks of flowing light that shone with five brilliant colors, accompanied by bursts of immortal melodies, looking as if an immortal was undergoing daytime ascension.
At the same time, after passing through the transformation of the "Heaven Stealing Claw", these reception forces surprisingly condensed into Fang Han's natal world, allowing him to perceive the rules of the Heavenly Realm even more clearly.
Opening his eyes and gazing upward at the sky, he saw that the immense reception force covered the firmament, the Eight Desolates, the Nine Domains, and the entire universe; there was not a single place capable of isolating this power. Nonetheless, Fang Han seemed to have discovered some loopholes and crevices within the reception force, allowing him to perform universe-stealing acts when necessary.
"Perhaps… perhaps it really is possible for me now to ascend carrying the immortal artifact Eight部 Pagoda and various magical treasures without being discovered by the Heavenly Realm. The Heavenly Realm's reception force will not cause a major tremor when I ascend, hence I won't be discovered and killed by the grand figures of the Heavenly Realm…" Relying on his intuition, Fang Han knew that he could probably ascend without being detected right now.
However, this intuition only held half a probability.
"Reception force, merge into my body. Cultivating mystic arts, my body transforms into heaven!"
Fang Han was becoming increasingly formidable. By accommodating and refining the Heavenly Realm's reception force, his entire body's three thousand acupoints, three thousand pairs of suns and stars, and his natal world were all filled with an aura of "Heaven".
Why was the "Heavenly Realm" so fierce? It was feared exactly because this "reception force" exerted a forceful pull on experts.
The nature of the reception force was extremely tyrannical and allowed no resistance; cultivators possessed an instinctive fear of this power.
Now that Fang Han had refined the reception force, he possessed an instinctive suppression over any cultivator. The more he refined, the closer his own aura drew near to the heavens. Furthermore, by integrating the reception force into himself, any move he executed in the future would carry the reception of the Immortal Realm. This held an exceptionally tremendous lethality against high-level cultivators. If they were not careful, they would be struck into daytime ascension.
What was even more formidable was that the "Heaven Stealing Claw" had another function: when facing enemies, it could silently steal the profundities within their bodies and their comprehension of the Great Daos, and it could even intercept the enemy's divine sense.
"Endlessly profound… It is indeed worthy of being a Thirty-Three Heavens Treasure." The moment Fang Han successfully condensed this supreme treasure, he threw his head back and issued a long howl that shook all directions. The surrounding God Race beings were vibrated into flying ash everywhere, and the shattered laws surged into his body like a tide.
"Holy Sacrifice all of them, transform into power!"
When he killed God Race beings now, he neither converted them nor refined them into Divine Ability Fruits or Longevity Fruits; he simply shattered them and merged them into his body. This caused the earth, water, fire, and wind within the three thousand worlds of the Eight部 Pagoda to grow increasingly fierce, and then this mass of power began the Holy Sacrifice.
Rumble!
Deploying the Grand Immortal Art of Holy Sacrifice, he connected with a mysterious and ancient altar deep within the Heavenly Realm to exchange for power.
With his previous cultivation, when activating the Grand Immortal Art of Holy Sacrifice, he could only faintly see the blurry shadow of that ancient altar. But now, his magical power had increased by an unknown number of times compared to before, and he could even perform heaven-stealing acts. Opening his Dharma Eyes, he could clearly see that the ancient altar was far larger than the Xuanhuang Great World. The aura upon it was stale and archaic, as if it had endured several Chaos Epochs; not a single one of the engraved characters could be recognized.
This ancient altar was far more mysterious and ancient than the "Chaos Paradise" communicated by the Son of Chaos, seemingly existing eternally from antiquity. It could accept sacrifices from any existence; as long as the method of Holy Sacrifice was utilized to offer it souls, flesh, and blood of various spiritual natures, it could provide power.
Even more so, the ancient altar could ignore the Heavenly Realm's rules.
Between the Heavenly Realm and the mortal world, there were various creation laws, the first of which was the prohibition of transmitting powerful forces across distant space.
However, this ancient altar disregarded this, operating through a hidden channel! It accepted sacrifices and fed back power without absolutely any scruples.
For the Heavenly Realm to hold such an audacious existence was indeed rare.
The number of God Race beings Fang Han killed was innumerable, sparing not a single one, completely offering them all in a Holy Sacrifice in exchange for power. Unceasingly, souls, flesh, blood, and magical treasures were sacrificed, transmitted onto the ancient altar. The altar then fed back the power of the Holy Sacrifice, but Fang Han kept it hidden without unleashing it, storing and sealing these powers, constantly amplifying and strengthening them to prepare for a one-hit definite kill.
"Bang bang bang…" Bang bang bang bang…
With a wave of his hand, Fang Han was invincible, just like a tiger leaping into a flock of sheep. A slight sway of the Heaven Stealing Claw resulted in fully over a hundred God Emperors at the seventh stage of the Longevity Secret Realm, the World King Realm, being snatched to death. The power of the Holy Sacrifice fed back down, condensing into a purplish-black sphere the size of fully over a hundred planets inside his thirty-three heavens of worlds.
That purplish-black sphere resembled congealed blood.
On the surface of the sphere, countless blood-colored lightnings were squirming with crackling vibrations. It was utterly terrifying, transmitting out a peerless ferocious aura that permeated the surroundings.
Even on the surface of Fang Han's body, purplish-black blood flames began to appear. Sweeping wave after wave, wherever they reached, the God Race army there was turned into flying ash.
The power of the Holy Sacrifice grew increasingly massive.
By the time Fang Han instantly slaughtered a full eighty million God Race troops, that purplish-black power even began to transform into the shadow of that altar. A far more brutal aura brewed upon it, morphing into boundless true fiendish aura that deterred the Nine Provinces and destroyed the universe.
"Power of Holy Sacrifice, condense! Transform the heavens into origin, converging into a single point!"
Fang Han was expressionless.
He deployed his magical power methods to fiercely suppress this mass of Holy Sacrifice power. The thirty-three heavens of worlds rotated, pressing inward from all sides. In the end, this purplish-black sphere, sized over hundreds of planets, surprisingly gradually condensed into a tiny dot.
That tiny dot seemed to be the "Origin Dot" from the initial birth of the universe, known as "Heaven Origin".
This was Fang Han killing the God Race, exchanging Holy Sacrifice for power, and then condensing it using the Heaven Origin Strike technique, storing it in preparation to kill the grand figure.
"This is Fang Han appearing, retreat quickly!"
The God Race army was scattered in all directions. Among them, several Heaven Immortal level God Emperors in the distance seemed to have recognized Fang Han and immediately began to flee. However, it was of no use; Fang Han casually grabbed, his massive hand shrouding down, and those several God Emperors turned into flying ash completely destroyed.
"Hum!"
After killing the God Emperors, that purplish-black dot of Holy Sacrifice power began to collide again, instantly enlarging to the size of a planet.
But Fang Han remained expressionless. Suppressing it once more, the power grew stronger and stronger, yet was compressed down into a tiny dot once again.
"Kill!"
Within the God Race army, there were also countless experts, unimaginably powerful individuals who naturally couldn't simply tolerate him carrying out a rampant massacre and acting without any scruples in all directions.
From deep within the army, an ancient voice was transmitted out.
"Hum!"
The God Race army retreated one after another, while around Fang Han's body, many rippling fluctuations appeared. The space became as viscous as water currents; no one knew what had happened.
Swish swish swish!
Some people attired in purple cloaks that even shrouded their heads appeared.
They wielded sharp swords with fierce light blades, directly thrusting to assassinate against the major acupoints of Fang Han's body. Astonishingly, it was a method aimed at killing True Immortals, intending to destroy the pairs of suns and stars within those acupoints and knock Fang Han's cultivation down a realm.
This was also a group of God Race beings, possessing physical bodies with the innate ability to distort space. Concealing themselves incomparably deeply, they appeared to be assassins and killers standing between heaven and earth.
"Concealed Assassination God Race!"
Fang Han had read the memories of the God Race and knew that the God Race consisted of many different tribes and species. Among them, the one renowned for its brutality was the Food Immortal God Race, whereas the one renowned for assassination was the Concealed Assassination God Race.
Warriors of the Concealed Assassination God Race were born with the power to shuttle through parallel spaces. They excelled most at launching sneak attacks and assassinations. Rumor spread that geniuses of the Concealed Assassination God Race positioned at the seventh stage of the Divine Ability Realm, the Golden Core Realm, could assassinate cultivators in the Longevity Secret Realm, and had even succeeded before.
Furthermore, there were Concealed Assassination God Race beings at the ninth stage of the Longevity Secret Realm, the Void Immortal Realm, who possessed the power to successfully assassinate Heaven Immortals.
This was precisely akin to how Fang Han was capable of blowing up Heaven Immortals while inside the Void Immortal realm.
Now that the ordinary God Race army was incapable of dealing with Fang Han, the Concealed Assassination God Race was finally deployed, dispatching experts to sneak within the army and carry out an assassination against Fang Han.
Countless experts of the Concealed Assassination God Race struck out simultaneously, tearing through the void. A sheer number numbering five to six hundred Void Immortals and True Immortals explosively rushed out from thin air. Putting all their eggs in one basket, they pointed their swords toward his acupoints, executing absolute killing secret arts!
With a slight tremor, the stars inside Fang Han's acupoints began swaying. This was the gravitational pull of the deities, concurrently functioning as an assassination technique.
"Die for me!"
Fang Han had never witnessed such a massive number of Void Immortals and True Immortals, yet how could the current him harbor any fear? Stomping the universe beneath his feet, his body spanned the Eight Extremities. Unleashing a single palm, all four directions were entirely encapsulated.
"Concealed Assassination God Race, try my newly successfully cultivated Reincarnation of the Heavens!"
He blasted out myriad streams of grand reincarnation force, blanketing the mid-air. In a split second, the myriad heavens and realms all began to leap, giving rise to a cycle. Space-time reversed, the Six Paths materialized, followed by ox-headed demons, snake-bodied deities, the endless nether earth, the abyss of the Nine Underworlds… all thoroughly manifesting out.
At this precise moment, Fang Han incarnated into Reincarnation. Completely invulnerable.
The sword light of the Concealed Assassination God Race experts thrusting against his body broke apart concurrently. Their entire beings were thoroughly blasted into fine powder directly by the reincarnation power. Holy Sacrifice flames burned fiercely; every trace of magical treasure on their bodies, alongside anything bearing slight animus, was collectively submitted into sacrifice without exception.
Relying exactly on a single maneuver of "Reincarnation of the Heavens," Fang Han decimated an assassination army assembled directly out of five to six hundred Void Immortals and True Immortals. Just what level of ferocious conduct was this?
Right at this moment, an unforeseen mutation abruptly rose!
A blood-colored sword glint ruptured through the void and appeared, springing out from whereabouts unknown, originating exactly from utterly tracing blind. Astonishingly, it approached Fang Han's temple within a split second, plunging explicitly into an assassination strike directly inwards.