After the explosion, the depths of the Dragon Realm were completely devastated. Gigantic mountain ranges up to a million zhang high and millions of miles long were razed to the ground. Even the great sun hanging in the sky of the Dragon Realm had shrunk somewhat, densely covered with golden cracks, seemingly shaken to the point of splitting apart.
The explosion of this clone of the big shot from the Heaven Realm possessed enough power to destroy a Great World; even the aftermath could render several Great Worlds barren. Experts below the level of God Immortals would all be entirely wiped out.
Although the Dragon Realm was vast, it also suffered severe trauma from this explosion. For any existence caught in the center of the blast, even a true Mystic Immortal would be reduced to nothingness, and even Golden Immortals might not survive.
Whether it was Fang Han or Heavenly Consort Umo, both were turned to ashes in this impact, seemingly no longer existing in this world.
Of course, that big shot of the Heaven Realm was also destroyed. However, what was destroyed was only this clone formed from the Wuji Great World. His true body in the Heaven Realm remained safe and sound. No one knew exactly how tyrannical his true body was.
For a long, long time afterwards…
Countless white hairs flew sharply through the void. Behind the white hair was a woman—it was actually Heavenly Consort Umo again.
This woman seemed to possess countless clones; if one died, there was another, and she could never be completely killed. As she flew over, with a few flashes, she arrived at the center of the Dragon Realm, the core area of the explosion, seemingly searching for something. But after searching for a long time, she found nothing at all.
"“How bizarre. Rationally speaking, Fang Han should have died in the explosion as well. How could there be no trace of his aura at all? Not even the wreckage of his magic treasures can be found?”" Heavenly Consort Umo's gaze flickered as she deduced with all her might: "“He could not escape this explosion, but even if his body and bones were entirely obliterated, treasures like the Key of the Desolate God, the Thirty-Three Heavens supreme treasures, and the Wings of Freedom would have been left behind. The Eight Divisions Pagoda was even supposed to fuse with the origin of the Dragon Realm. How could they all vanish without a trace? Could it be that, under such circumstances, he was still able to escape the great calamity?”"
As she spoke, she suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, which condensed into a six-pointed star pattern in the air. Time immediately began to reverse, revealing the events of the moment just before the explosion.
Vast origin qi fluctuated, shaking all heavens and myriad realms.
She pointed a finger, and she saw a faint human figure breaking through the blockade. A peerless power of destiny emanated from his body, born from the void, resisting the explosive force for a moment, and then merging with the receiving and leading power of the Heaven Realm before vanishing without a trace.
"“Ascended through the void? Ascended through the void at this very moment?”"
Heavenly Consort Umo frowned, and then looked more closely. She saw that right as the faint figure ascended, a golden infant merged into his body and was suppressed.
"“Golden Immortal laws… Great Luo True Infant… To think that at the moment of his departure and ascension, he managed to extract the most formidable origin of the big shot of the Heaven Realm. This child's destiny is truly profound; even upon reaching the Heaven Realm, he will look down upon the masses. It's a pity, the Heaven Realm is not so easy to navigate. The formidable figures there far surpass those of the secular world… Ascending through the void now, severely injured, carrying Golden Immortal laws and countless heavy treasures, one could say an innocent man gets into trouble because of his wealth. If some factions in the Heaven Realm find out, they might just plunder him, it's hard to say. In the Heaven Realm, geniuses with great destiny are a trillion times more numerous than in the secular world. That is the true stage. The secular world is but a tiny well bottom; no matter how strong one is, they are merely looking at the sky from the bottom of a well.”"
Heavenly Consort Umo vanished in an instant, leaving only her faint voice drifting amidst the ruins of the Dragon Realm…
At this very moment, Fang Han had completely fainted. All of his spiritual consciousness was sealed off, having suffered a heavy blow. It was as if he had lost his own body, leaving only a wisp of spiritual consciousness drifting in the void.
The explosion of the big shot of the Heaven Realm caused too severe of a damage to him. If he hadn't desperately unleashed the Small Fatalism at the final crucial moment, burning almost half of his lifespan, he wouldn't have been able to save his little life.
However, the aftermath of the explosion invaded his body, causing his physical form to rupture, his magic treasures to be damaged, and his natal universe to suffer devastating destruction.
Fortunately, he had transferred everyone else out; otherwise, everyone from top to bottom in the Gate of Good Fortune would have died entirely.
He was completely unable to control his own body. The only sensation he had was that he seemed to have traveled through a mysterious spatial barrier, a gigantic crystal wall system, ascending layer by layer. His life was sublimated, but there was a feeling of being unable to return. Moreover, the higher he ascended and shuttled upwards, the more the laws of time and space completely differed from those in the secular world. Space was condensed millions of times over, and time exhibited a surging and roaring trend, making the passage of life within his body flow a thousand times faster.
Aside from this, all other laws were also completely different from the secular world.
The vast consciousness of the Heart of Heaven entered the depths of his soul brand, giving him a feeling that his head was splitting with pain.
Finally, with a last loud rumble, he seemed to land in a certain place, and then he fell completely into a deep slumber.
He didn't know how long he had slept before he leisurely woke up.
Opening his eyes, he saw a massive mountain range. This mountain range was ten times vaster than those in the Dragon Realm! Trees pierced up into the sky like pillars supporting the heavens.
In the infinitely deep sky above, a blazing sun hung. That blazing sun was entirely different from the sun Fang Han knew; it was actually a Yin-Yang Tai Chi pattern, vast and boundless, one side a dark gold color, the other side a crimson gold color, flickering with fire and flowing gold. This great sun was an unknown number of times vaster than the great sun of the Dragon Realm.
As soon as Fang Han sent out a probing wisp of divine thought, he felt the vast and immovable heavenly might of that great sun. Just a slight trace of its flame made his divine thought feel as if it were being refined, and this was only the situation reaching tens of thousands of miles high into the sky.
To use an analogy, the great sun of the Dragon Realm was a sesame seed, while the great sun above Fang Han's head right now was a watermelon, if not vastly larger than a watermelon.
Looking into the distance, in the upper layers of the sky, there was fire qi permeating from the great sun, condensing into a phenomenally expansive space of flames, where some flame spirits and Golden Crow fire birds grew.
In the space of flames, there were even more intense astral winds, and within these astral winds, there were even existences containing the laws that could destroy the immortal dao.
Withdrawing his divine thought, Fang Han discovered that he couldn't move at all. His body was lying in a patch of grass. He only had instinctive breathing. The acupoints all over his body, the three thousand pairs of suns, moons, and stars were completely destroyed, and his natal universe was an absolute mess. His entire body had completely become a lump of mangled flesh.
However, the origin qi here was extremely abundant.
With a slight breath, Fang Han felt the pure Yang origin qi permeating the air rolling in. It seemed as if the entire world was filled with the spiritual qi of the Immortal Realm.
The grass he was pressing beneath him also emitted a rich fragrance.
On that grass, fruits were actually growing, and on the fruits, talismans were naturally condensed. This was actually the Heaven Realm spiritual herb "Crimson Pearl Immortal Grass," recorded in ancient dao scriptures, possessing the efficacy of bringing the dead back to life, resurrecting the deceased, and putting flesh on bare bones, something utterly impossible to find in the secular world.
Sweeping his divine thought slightly, with himself as the center, in this jungle, there were actually many rare medicinal ingredients, all of which were recorded in ancient dao scriptures as existing only in the Heaven Realm.
Moreover, as he carefully felt the laws in the air, he discovered that the space here was unimaginably tough. Even Heavenly Immortals could not tear space to teleport; they could only fly.
Even God Immortals could only break open space once, teleporting a hundred or so miles, and their magical power would be exhausted completely.
As for other Void Immortals and True Immortals, they could only walk on foot, having not the slightest bit of autonomous capability. It was evident just how much the spatial binding ability had reached such a realm.
In addition, the power of time also flowed extremely fast. Fang Han felt it was hundreds of times faster than in the secular world, truly one day in heaven, one year on earth.
In the secular world, his lifespan exceeded a hundred million years. Having now burned a large half of his life, he still had thirty million years left. However, here, he felt that he only had thirty million days of time. But converted into time, that was only a hundred thousand years.
One hundred thousand Heaven Realm years of lifespan.
Without a doubt, this was the Heaven Realm.
Fang Han understood that his ascension had successfully brought him to the Heaven Realm, and it was exactly the same as recorded in the ancient dao scriptures.
According to the records in ancient dao scriptures, the rules of the Immortal Realm were extremely powerful. Those below the Heavenly Immortal realm could not fly. Only at the God Immortal realm could one break through space and fly a short distance.
As for those below the level of immortal, they were all slaves with lowly status, only able to walk on foot.
The Heaven Realm was originally the place where immortals lived. It was supreme, the origin point of the universe, and perhaps didn't even belong to the universe. It was the vastest, most boundless, most powerful supreme world, the heaven above heavens. All big shots resided within it.
"“To think I actually ascended to the Heaven Realm. Good thing the Thirty-Three Heavens supreme treasures are miraculous, preventing me from being obliterated by the rules of the Heaven Realm. I successfully ascended, but where am I now? I am not familiar with the Heaven Realm at all…”" Fang Han lay among the "Crimson Pearl Immortal Grass," thinking, while simultaneously using his divine thought to observe his internal situation.
A mess!
His own situation could be described as an utter mess.
The Thirty-Three Heavens supreme treasures were shattered beyond recognition, the Eight Divisions Pagoda was on the verge of destruction, and the Wheel of Samsara remained dead silent. Yan no longer existed, seemingly having perished in the explosion.
These were all the reasons leading to Fang Han's inability to move.
"“My injuries are too severe. I don't know how I can recover…”" Fang Han's heart sank. Right now, he was lying here completely exposed. The Heaven Realm was highly dangerous. If he chanced upon some immortal who saw him in this state and captured him to refine him, that would be the end.
"“Hmm?”"
However, much to his relief, a warm current suddenly transmitted from the center of his brow, nourishing his entire body. Feeling it carefully, within the acupoint deep in the center of his brow, sat a golden infant, emitting vast power and Great Luo true intent in every moment, repairing his entire body.
"“This is the Golden Immortal law of the big shot of the Heaven Realm!”"
Fang Han was overjoyed, "“As long as I refine this Golden Immortal law, I will be able to completely restore the cultivation of my prime, and even go a step further, having hope to assault the Golden Immortal level! Even if the assault is unsuccessful, with the realm of a Mystic Immortal, I can still carve out some reputation in the Heaven Realm.”"