As the twin towers of the Eight部 Pagoda unified into one, Fang Han's true strength grew once again, and that suppressed realm for so long erupted forth like a volcano once more.
This time, Fang Han's accumulation had truly reached its absolute peak. Ever since advancing to Golden Immortal, he had been constantly devouring. From beginning to end, who knew how many grand figures he had devoured. Murong Shi, Jin Mieyu, the eight great Divine Prison disciples of Cao Zhengyang, Forefather Ouyang Chang, the Bow of Heartbreak, the Arrow of Emotion Severing, the fragment of the artifact of good fortune, as well as the high-grade immortal artifact Eight部 Pagoda just now, and Tu Gang's entire divine power laws and fresh blood vital energy.
Adding all these things together, even a hundred Golden Immortals would be stuffed until they exploded, leaving not even a corpse behind. However, Fang Han accommodated it all, and now, a transformation was occurring.
From quantitative change to qualitative change.
A realm elevation.
Wave after wave of void ancestral spirit auras descended. The primeval qi within his body was ignited, combusting automatically.
That spirit vein vital energy containing a kingly aura was like boiling oil ignited by flames, causing Fang Han's entire body to transmute into a massive torch that could rival the great sun in the sky.
Originally, within the endlessly rolling mountain ranges, misty rain blurred the vision, and drizzle fell continuously. But subjected to the rush of Fang Han's fiery light, it immediately became a scorching sun. All the water vapor completely evaporated, the earth dried up, waterfalls turned into parched mud pits, and even the rocks on the ground began to melt.
After several breaths of time, the mountain peak where Fang Han was situated instantly turned into rolling magma. Finally, the magma was refined into nothingness dust, scattering into the spatial dust.
Fang Han was just like a black hole, continuously compressing. The flames blooming from his body could burn everything into nothingness.
Dao Xu Holy Son and Supreme Elder Chen Yimei had long since fled far away. They looked at Fang Han in shock. "Junior Brother Feng Yuan, the commotion of advancing to Ancestral Immortal this time is simply too great. I wonder if he can succeed."
"The wind and clouds change color, the earth turns to void. His accumulation is too majestic, and he obtained the inheritance of the Bone Saint. His power upon advancing to Ancestral Immortal is tyrannical, but it is also ten thousand times more difficult than for ordinary people. It was recorded in ancient Daoist scriptures that many such great geniuses face layers of danger when elevating their realms. There is the jealousy of heaven and earth, and even the Great Dao might not accommodate you." Chen Yimei's face was heavy with worry, not optimistic at all. His hands began to strike out layers upon layers of seals, entirely enveloping this stretch of heaven and earth, lest the aura leak out and be discovered by experts, attracting trouble. Although they had silently and imperceptibly transformed into "Wu Chang" and the "Protoss" to obliterate the Heavenly Court Divine Prison law enforcement disciples, it was ultimately not something that could withstand the light of day. If discovered and the secret leaked, a great disaster would befall them, and the Feather Transformation Sect would not be able to protect them.
"Let's observe for now. If it truly does not work, we also have several ancient treasures and even natal fresh blood on our bodies that can help Junior Brother protect the dharma and suppress his primal spirit. Once Junior Brother successfully cultivates to become a supreme Ancestral Immortal, then among us Holy Sons, there will be yet another absolute peak expert. When the time comes, I'll see what those other large sects will do. Especially when going to the Immemorial Ruin together with that group of Holy Sons from the Taiyi Sect, what expressions will they have?"
Dao Xu Holy Son sincerely hoped that Fang Han would break through his realm.
"Alright, we will prepare in secret. As soon as Junior Brother shows signs of insufficiency, we will exhaust our fresh blood and execute the Continuity Feather Transformation True Qi to help him reconnect his heaven-defying path!"
The conversation between these two people was all heard by Fang Han. He felt a secret sense of gratitude in his heart, but he did not need the help of the two. What kind of intellect did he have? He had charged through all sorts of perilous situations; how much more so this current one?
Raging flames burned fiercely. The flames produced by that primeval qi calcined his Golden Immortal laws into Ancestral Immortal laws. From the void, streak after streak of ancestral laws transmitted down, fusing with his body, completely transmuting into the unique aura of an Ancestral Immortal.
Everything was proceeding methodically.
Through Fang Han's transformation, the Eight部 Pagoda within his body needless to say, had already reached the absolute peak of a high-grade immortal artifact. Although the Thirty-Three Skies Supreme Treasures did not achieve further advancement, each and every one bloomed with resplendent light, ready at any moment to transform into great suns in the sky to illuminate the Heavenly Realm. If Fang Han had not tried his utmost to suppress them, those Thirty-Three Skies Supreme Treasures would have truly flown into the nine heavens, transforming into thirty-three blazing suns to compete for brilliance with the great sun of the Heavenly Realm.
This was the divine Dao of a supreme Ancestral Immortal.
While the Thirty-Three Skies Supreme Treasures did not advance, the Wings of Freedom began to change. During his ascension, Fang Han intentionally gave this treasure an elevation. Massive amounts of Ancestral Immortal laws were poured into this pair of wings.
Swish!
This pair of wings unfurled violently, flapping behind Fang Han's back. Within the pale blue feathers, many Ancestral Gods also took up residence. In the depths of the distant Heavenly Realm, a giant pair of wings also faintly appeared, transmitting and anointing various powers of freedom downwards, allowing this pair of wings on Fang Han to reach any destination with a single flap. Nothing could obstruct freedom.
The Wings of Freedom transmuted into a high-grade immortal artifact.
Thunder roared.
The sky actually turned oppressively dark. Streaks of lightning condensed within the dark clouds, actually congealing together and transmuting into humanoid forms!
Humanoid lightning.
Those humanoid lightning figures, each possessing the aura of an Ancestral Immortal, hacked downward right at the top of Fang Han's head.
"The Tribulation of the Ancestor of Thunder! How does he have so many humanoid lightning figures! Back when I advanced to Ancestral Immortal, I only attracted one such humanoid lightning strike. This is the tribulation of ancestral thunder. That humanoid lightning strike is equivalent to the full-force strike of an Ancestral Immortal. If one can hold out, they will devour that humanoid lightning strike and transform into a true Ancestral Immortal. This is a tribulation everyone must face. But, as far as I know, everyone only faces one strike. How come Junior Brother has so many?"
Seeing so many humanoid lightning figures, Dao Xu Holy Son was greatly shocked.
Right at this moment, those humanoid lightning figures, the tribulation of ancestral thunder, dashed ahead one after another to smash against Fang Han. Every time they made contact with Fang Han's body, an earth-shattering explosion rang out. The space on all sides blew into fragments, raining down like glass.
Chen Yimei spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood; the restrictive magic he laid down was also shattered by the shockwaves.
Yet Fang Han did not show the slightest change in expression. With every impact of the humanoid lightning, he opened his mouth and spat out a mass of airflow. This airflow smashed the humanoid lightning, turning it into wisps of electric currents that permeated into Fang Han's body, adding power to his crystal divine kingdoms and making the Ancestral Gods within even more robust.
This was undergoing tribulation in disguise.
From beginning to end, a full hundred-plus humanoid lightning figures impacted downward, but they were all routed by Fang Han's breath and devoured into his body. With every devourment, electric brilliance flashed all over Fang Han's body.
"The Great Dao does not tolerate, obliterate the heresy…"
Suddenly, a heavenly voice appeared in the sky, seemingly formed naturally.
A massive hand of thunder grasped downward. Within the palm of this thunderous hand were nothing but eyeballs. Every single eyeball possessed countless compound eyes. As they blinked, destructive and ruinous lightning light bloomed from them, aiming to completely evaporate Fang Han.
"This is…" Seeing this thunderous hand covered in eyeballs, Dao Xu Holy Son broke out in goosebumps all over. "This is the Hand of Punishment! It only appears when the Heavenly Court obliterates heretics! Could it be that Junior Brother is a heretic?"
The Hand of Punishment!
The palm densely covered with eyeballs grabbed downward; the thunder could evaporate even Ancestral Immortals.
"Heavenly Monarch of Thunder, protect my body! Billions of lightning strikes shall not invade, heed my command!"
As this Hand of Punishment grabbed downward, Fang Han suddenly opened his eyes. Behind his back, a towering phantom actually appeared. This phantom was entirely covered in the eyes of thunderous punishment, wearing a battle skirt, and even its palms were eyeballs. It looked somewhat similar to the Hand of Punishment.
"The bodily form of the Thunder Emperor Heavenly Monarch!"
Dao Xu Holy Son and Chen Yimei retreated repeatedly once more.
"How could he possibly evolve this bodily form? This kind of Daoist magic? It can restrain all thunder… From now on, lightning tribulations can never do anything to him again."
In truth, Fang Han had extracted the phantom of the Thunder Emperor Heavenly Monarch from the memories of Cao Zhengyang and the others, calculating it within the Zhou Tian Instrument. At the time, he couldn't calculate much out of it, but now, having advanced to the Ancestral Immortal realm in one go, the Zhou Tian Instrument had also advanced to a high-grade immortal artifact while refining the Bow of Heartbreak and the Arrow of Emotion Severing. Its calculations grew vastly more wondrous, and finally, at this moment, it condensed his own thunder arts into the shadow of the Thunder Emperor Heavenly Monarch, simulating its coercive pressure.
The "Thunder Emperor Heavenly Monarch" behind him pushed out a palm, meeting the "Hand of Punishment," instantly smashing the "Hand of Punishment" to pieces. Those thousands of eyeballs flew down, falling like meteors, only to be entirely swallowed in one gulp by Fang Han.
Fang Han stood up, stepped left and right seven paces, then came to a steady halt. His fingers pointed to heaven and earth, as if separating heaven and earth. Ancestral spirit auras revolved around his body, lingering for a long time before dissipating.
The vital energy all around also gradually calmed down.
The mountains, rivers, and earth that Fang Han had melted shockingly transmuted into streaks of earth, water, fire, and wind, revolving within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles. Some living creatures and animals were also birthed within the earth, water, fire, and wind.
"This…"
Dao Xu Holy Son watched in inconceivability. The earth, mountains, and rivers that had just been destroyed were actually restored anew within the earth, water, fire, and wind. Even the living creatures condensed flesh, blood, and souls, derived all over again.
"Returning to the origin and restoring the source, transmuting the ancestor to return to the sect…" Fang Han finally sat down cross-legged. "Heaven and earth are all within one heart, every dharma is like a thought, reshaping the cosmos."
Between heaven and earth, smoke and mist blurred the vision, the mountains and rivers were like a painting, orioles sang in the trees, spring waters flowed, and waterfalls hung down. This stretch of heaven and earth had actually returned to its original appearance. It gave people a dream-like, illusory sensation.
Dao Xu Holy Son even saw that in the mountains, a herd of white deer that had cultivated to the Void Immortal realm was galloping. That same herd of white deer had just been melted into ashes, yet now they had actually grown back anew, furthermore maintaining their original posture. They nibbled on spirit medicine delicately, completely oblivious to the fact that they had just experienced an alteration of life and death.
Every single detail in this stretch of mountains and rivers, even a single fish in the water, had been reshaped, everything restored. The heaven and earth were still the original heaven and earth.
"Junior Brother… This is…"
"I advanced to the Ancestral Immortal realm, calculating all directions, reshaping the cosmos. How is it? This stretch of heaven and earth is still the original heaven and earth, right? Did I make any mistakes in shaping it? A single blade of grass, a single tree, a single bird, a single stone, a single grain of sand, a single speck of dust, a single wisp of smoke, a single drop of rain… there is not a single point of difference from before, right." Fang Han said confidently.
"No… none…" Chen Yimei's throat also seemed to be choked.