"Fang Han, congratulations on stepping into the Mystic Realm of Divine Power. From now on, you will be free and unfettered, with a bright future ahead. This time, as long as you defeat me, you can obtain the Yin Yang Myriad Life Pill and the pure yang magical treasure, the Golden Light Fierce Fire Mirror. Taking a further step from the top of a hundred-foot pole."
On the arena, the woman in the yellow shirt, Long Xuan, the outstanding figure of the inner sect who had successfully defended the first place on the Mountain and River Ranking for several consecutive sessions, looked at Fang Han with a smiling face. She seemed to not have the slightest expression of nervousness, talking freely and with composure.
"What? Junior Sister Long, could it be you still want to exchange blows with me? My strength, you have also just seen. I am afraid you don't have much chance of winning." Fang Han was slightly taken aback. He didn't expect Long Xuan actually still had the appearance of wanting to fight him, unexpectedly not automatically admitting defeat. It seemed this woman either had a hard and unyielding personality or possessed other methods.
According to reason, Fang Han should call Long Xuan "Senior Sister," but once promoted to the Mystic Realm of Divine Power, one became a "Senior Brother." The Yuhua Sect classified senior and junior brothers and sisters according to the level of cultivation. Otherwise, if an expert of the Mystic Realm of Divine Power called Long Xuan "Senior Sister," she wouldn't be able to bear it either.
"Fang Han, your magic power is vigorous and you employ it ingeniously. Clearly, you stepped into the Mystic Realm of Divine Power a long time ago. Ye Nantian holding the Eight Desolations Divine Sword and the Rashomon still wasn't your match. According to reason, I should recognize the difficulty and retreat. However, I absolutely must have that Yin Yang Myriad Life Pill. Because my cultivation has reached the right proficiency, lacking only the final step of condensing powerful vitality to transform. Upon consuming the Yin Yang Myriad Life Pill, I instantly can step into the Mystic Realm of Divine Power. Otherwise, I would still have to bitterly cultivate for three to five years to accumulate it."
Long Xuan's yellow shirt fluttered slightly. While speaking, her mind was peaceful and her breath calm, articulating unhurriedly, like clear spring water moisturizing a person's heart.
"What powerful self-confidence, to say she can definitely step into the Mystic Realm of Divine Power in three to five years. It seems her proficiency truly has arrived!" Upon hearing these words, Fang Han knew Long Xuan was no trivial matter, because she already knew she had broken through numerous obstacles, lacking only powerful vitality accumulation to break through.
If it were Ye Nantian, examining his own conscience, he absolutely wouldn't dare say such words.
For this kind of person, their state of mind, thinking, and experience had already reached the level of divine power; they just lacked a massive amount of vitality to supplement their spirit and transform the spirit into magic power.
No wonder she had such powerful confidence and still wished to fight Fang Han!
Since even Ye Nantian possessed Treasure Artifacts, it was impossible for Long Xuan, who had successively defended the first place on the Mountain and River Ranking for many years, not to have Treasure Artifacts on her body. Furthermore, it absolutely was a Treasure Artifact that surpassed the "Eight Desolations Divine Sword".
"Since that is the case. Junior Sister Long, please, make your move first." Fang Han actually knew that this Long Xuan was a major and important figure of the Jialan Society. The Jialan Society currently had established a good relationship with him, so it wouldn't be good to destroy it. However, fighting for first place was imperative. Leaving aside everything else, that first place magical treasure, the Golden Light Fierce Fire Mirror, was a pure yang magical treasure. Although far inferior to the "Sun, Moon, and Five Stars Bracelet" and the "Nine Palaces Golden Pagoda," it could also immensely supplement Yan's vitality.
The stronger "Yan's" strength was, the more he would be able to refine excellent pills and bring the efficacy of the Netherworld Diagram into play.
The Netherworld Diagram, as a Dao Artifact, and moreover the most top-tier Dao Artifact, was exceptionally high in existence—even rumored to be capable of transforming into an Immortal Artifact. Its power could fully overturn rivers and seas, dominating the world. It absolutely wasn't limited to the trivial functions it currently possessed of just storing items and providing Yellow Springs Holy Water to refine pills. If the Netherworld Diagram's power could be restored, there would be hope of defeating Hua Tiandu.
Otherwise, the current Fang Han still held a slim hope.
"Fang Han, be careful!"
Long Xuan stood with her attention focused. Abruptly, cold air shot out all around. Although far less terrifying than Hua Tiandu's Heavenly Cold Profound Nether Energy, it still made Fang Han feel a freezing air that numbed his four limbs. A long, dragon-shaped sword slowly rose from behind Long Xuan. This long sword was entirely the color of ice crystals. Faintly, within the cold air on the sword, one could see a hornless ice dragon roaring and howling.
"This sword is named Han Chi! It was formed entirely from a cold ice hornless dragon within the ocean eye of the North Sea Ice Ocean. Its power is far above the Eight Desolations Sword. Fang Han, you must be careful, lest you be injured by the cold ice sword qi. This sword's Han Chi dragon soul can even spit out the Ice Soul Divine Thunder from its mouth to freeze blood veins. Even if an expert is sprayed by it, their entire body will freeze solid and shatter into fragments." Long Xuan softly spoke the characteristics of this sword in extreme detail. She was different from Ye Nantian and naturally would not secretly apply ruthless methods to fight Fang Han to the death.
Fang Han stood with his hands behind his back, not speaking, but he was already strictly on guard. The magic power around his entire body swelled but did not discharge. The air within three feet twisted—either rising, descending, or spinning—dispersing the cold air. His physical body was robust, and the Yama Golden Body was cultivated by "going down the oil cauldron", so he feared the cold even less. He could probably sleep peacefully naked for several days and nights amidst an icy and snowy world.
Go!
Long Xuan gave a soft shout. This "Han Chi" flying sword shook its head and wagged its tail, very visually issuing a snort. It suddenly accelerated, directly slashing over. Strips of cold air shot out all around, and ice crystals and snowflakes danced about the venue. It was the moisture in the air being condensed into ice crystals. Crack! The solid ground of the arena was actually directly frozen and cracked open with several deep fissures.
The magical treasure actually still possessed its own emotions and visual expressions, deepening a layer of sentience.
"Good!" Fang Han only felt that the operation of the magic power surrounding his body started to become difficult. The cold air penetrated through his magic power to assail him. His entire body felt icy cold, and ice formed on his eyebrows and hair. However, he was not panicked. His body moved, and the operation of his magic power accelerated once again. Surges of airstreams encircled his entire body, causing high-speed friction. A massive wave of heat rolled out, dispersing the cold air.
When cultivators with extremely high divine power flew rapidly in the sky, the magic power encircling their bodies would rub against the atmosphere and generate flames! They might even have a long tail of fire like a meteorite. Although Fang Han was far from having this strength, operating his magic power to cause friction with the airstream and generate rolling heat waves was easy to accomplish.
"Capture!" With a slight operation of his magic power, his body also moved at high speed. The arena was entirely filled with his phantoms. In a single motion, he dodged the Han Chi Sword's slash. At the same time, he condensed his magic power into a large hand, flying towards Long Xuan to cover her.
By capturing Long Xuan all at once and forcing her to admit defeat, this battle would come to an end. Furthermore, he could obtain the Yin Yang Myriad Life Pill and the Golden Light Fierce Fire Mirror.
After all, although Long Xuan was formidable, the "Han Chi" Sword was not as good as the Rashomon. Fang Han didn't find it strenuous to handle. As for Long Xuan herself, not having achieved divine power to transform spirit into magic power, the power she could exert relying on her physical cultivation was truly limited.
Who would have known, upon seeing Fang Han fly out a magic power airstream large hand to capture her, a hint of a smile actually flashed across Long Xuan's face. "Han Chi Dragon Soul, Ice Soul Divine Thunder!"
"Bang!"
That Han Chi Sword accelerated once again. The dragon soul on the sword instantly became clear. Unhinging its mouth, it spat. A white ice ball the size of a chicken egg was out, precisely hitting Fang Han's magic power airstream capture large hand. It abruptly exploded, and the white crystallized airstream instantly started to seethe.
Crack crack crack!
Countless sounds of solid freezing ice prisms rang out. Fang Han's magic power large hand was blown to pieces, and that ice crystal airstream instead propagated over, forming walls of an ice castle that completely locked Fang Han within it.