"Junior Brother, I cannot even use words to describe your strength." Dao Xu Holy Son's mouth was open so wide he looked like a toad trying to swallow a swan.
"If Junior Brother goes to display his strength, I fear those old antiques of our Feather Transformation Sect will laugh their teeth out."
"This matter is still best kept deeply hidden. The matter of my advancement must be low-key. Being too much of a genius makes it easy to die an early death." Fang Han said meticulously. "I will secretly seal a portion of my strength and not display it, just making it slightly more tyrannical than a normal Ancestral Immortal. When the time comes, it will be easier to act. I do not wish to attract the Heavenly Court's attention."
"That is true. Being the inheritor of the Bone Saint is nothing much in reality, but if it falls into the minds of people looking for trouble, it will stir up wind and rain. Furthermore, Junior Brother's strength is too terrifying. Even immortals would be scared to death alive. You absolutely must remain low-key."
Both of them approved of Fang Han staying low-key.
Fang Han then secretly sealed away eighty percent of his Ancestral Immortal laws. At the same time, he secretly inspected that king-grade spirit vein within the Gate to the Zenith and discovered that to advance to Ancestral Immortal, he had combusted an amount equivalent to a full fifty thousand first-grade spirit veins.
Now, this king-grade spirit vein had shrunk by nearly half.
Ordinary people truly could not sustain this kind of vital energy-consuming advancement. Just thinking that if two peerless overlords like Fang Han were to advance, they would consume a whole king-grade spirit vein, apart from the Heavenly Court, I am afraid no sect could afford such consumption.
However, purchased in exchange was Fang Han's unfathomable strength. Right now, blowing a single breath, he could probably blow low-tier Ancestral Immortals directly to death, let alone executing the Thirty-Three Skies Divine Fist of Good Fortune and its thirty-three times battle power.
Fang Han could not even imagine right now just what kind of might his execution of the thirty-three times battle power possessed. He dared not execute it easily, not out of fear of being discovered, but because executing it would destroy a stretch of heaven and earth, causing too much slaughter. Moreover, once he executed the thirty-three times battle power, who knew how much spirit vein vital energy it would consume.
"Among Golden Immortals, there are three classes and nine grades. There are low-tier Golden Immortals like the Heavenly Spring Sect Master, and there are monstrously deviant Golden Immortals like Cao Zhengyang and Tu Gang. I wonder what Ancestral Immortals are like? Is the disparity in strength also this great? Can a high-tier Ancestral Immortal slaughter a thousand low-tier Ancestral Immortals alone? Ancestral Immortals already occupy the position of nobility in the Heavenly Realm. Golden Immortals are common in the Heavenly Realm, but Ancestral Immortals are uncommon."
Fang Han knew that with his advancement to the Ancestral Immortal realm, his status in the Heavenly Realm had already elevated. The moment he returned to the Feather Transformation Sect, he would be a Holy Son.
A Holy Son and a core seed disciple were entirely different.
"By the way, I intend to participate in the Heavenly Court's seed core genius battle. I wonder if I can participate after advancing to Ancestral Immortal?" Fang Han's heart suddenly moved, remembering a crucial question.
"Haha, Junior Brother, you want to gain the favor of the Eternal Heavenly Monarch's adopted daughter, become the Eternal Heavenly Monarch's son-in-law, and ascend to the heavens in a single step." Dao Xu Holy Son started laughing. "Be at ease about this. In truth, the Heavenly Court holding the core seed disciple genius battle is also an expectation to select outstanding figures. Those overachievers among the Golden Immortals are merely meant to be nurtured. As for us Holy Sons, there will also be a great battle between us. That is the true exchange of blows, which is why those Heavenly Court Divine Prison disciples all desired to advance to Ancestral Immortal and participate in the battle between Holy Sons. Only Holy Sons have the possibility of gaining the favor of the Eternal Heavenly Monarch's adopted daughter. The rest of the Golden Immortals are mere spectators."
"There is such a thing? Then I am at ease." A heavy stone fell from Fang Han's heart to the ground.
"Let us go, Junior Brother, let us go to the Void Family. Meet up with Xu Muyun, then return to the Central Prefecture's Feather Transformation Sect together. The Void Family's power is still extremely immense. If Junior Brother can obtain this woman and take her as a concubine, it would still be quite good. In the future, you could gradually grasp some of the Void Family's power."
"I have no such intentions." Fang Han shook his head, taking one step into the void, vanishing from sight along with the two, walking toward the Void Family…
The Southern Prefecture.
It was also a major prefecture, its lands rich and fertile, its earth veins exceedingly thick. Practically deep inside one massive mountain range lay hidden abundant spirit veins. It was known as one of the major prefectures in the Heavenly Realm with the densest concentration of spirit veins.
A major prefecture being referred to as "rich and fertile" mostly depended on the density of its spirit veins. For example, in the most mysterious "Divine Prefecture Pure Land," practically every few steps there was a spring eye, and that spring eye was a spirit vein.
The Nangong Family was the absolute dominator within the Southern Prefecture. For an aristocratic family to monopolize this rich and fertile major prefecture meant its own strength was extremely formidable. In the Heavenly Realm, it rivaled aristocratic families like Makino, Xuanyuan, and Ouyang… as a kingly great family.
Rumors held that within this aristocratic family sat many old antiques, Saint Immortals, and also Zenith Immortals. They just weren't as illustrious as the Makino family, which possessed a Heavenly Monarch.
The Nangong Family resided on the Two Worlds Mountain.
Two Worlds Mountain meant the intersecting point of two worlds, communicating yin and yang, as well as heaven and humanity. That Two Worlds Mountain towered in the center of the Southern Prefecture. In some places, the scenery was beautiful, while in others, the mountains and waters were treacherous, filled with strangely shaped, jagged rocks and howling wind torrents. It was as if half was an immortal realm and half was a demon domain.
The Nangong Family was situated in the absolute depths, residing within the immortal realm, while disciples underwent trial by slaughter in the demon domain. According to rumor, the Two Worlds Mountain was shaped in the primordial era by a mysterious supreme expert, linking immortals and demons, and dividing the two worlds.
In the immortal realm of the Two Worlds Mountain, radiant clouds and auspicious qi covered every place. Countless spirit springs on the mountain sprayed forth brilliance, and every stream of spirit spring was a spirit vein. Disciples walked within it, absorbing the primeval qi to their hearts' content.
Splendid palaces were built in the mountains. Countless dragons, phoenixes, kunpengs, and jimengs… various divine beasts roamed within them leisurely and carefree, resembling the Heavenly Emperor's beast garden.
"Is there still heavenly justice? Is there still royal law? Seeking death! Feather Transformation Sect, Feng Yuan; this is simply seeking death. In the heavens and the earth, no one can save them!"
At this time, in the meeting hall of a palace, someone was roaring, slamming the table wildly. The sound transmitted outward, brimming with murderous intent, shocking a massive Kunpeng divine bird into a fainting dizzy spell, while many divine beasts scattered like birds and beasts.
Around a golden round table sat a full twenty to thirty elders. Behind each elder stood several arrogant Golden Immortal core seed disciples, every single one radiating murderous intent.
"Nangong Hong himself is a piece of trash! To actually be captured by someone and made to kneel for three days and three nights! He threw away every bit of our Nangong Family's face. This matter has already spread out, and people from the Xuanyuan Family immediately came to our door to offer their condolences. In reality, they are watching our Nangong Family make a joke of ourselves!"
An elder roared, and then his gaze swept across four of the individuals present.
"Nangong Sha, Nangong Mie, Nangong Yuan, Nangong Xian! The four of you, as Supreme Elders of the Nangong Family, are all peerless Ancestral Immortals. To actually have your prestige obliterated by a lowly Golden Immortal, and to have even lost Forefather Emotion Saint's Bow of Heartbreak and Arrow of Emotion Severing; this is an unpardonable sin against haven. Let's see how you account for this!"
Nangong Mie stood up, his face pitch-black, enraged no small amount. "That brat Feng Yuan possesses incomparably profound magic force. Who knows how he obtained the Bone Saint's inheritance in the tomb of the Ghost Martial Holy Lord. Although we are a realm higher than him, we were still unable to contend against a saint's power! This matter must be reported to the Heavenly Court! Our Nangong Family will borrow a knife to kill, letting the Heavenly Court take the field to exert pressure on the Feather Transformation Sect!"
"Correct. For the Nangong Family to make a big show of force to press the Feather Transformation Sect is not appropriate at this time. It would make people laugh, saying that over a struggle between disciples, we let our emotions dictate our actions. We must report to the Heavenly Court, making the Heavenly Court open its mouth to hand over the Bone Saint's inheritor."
"Correct. Only when the Heavenly Court strikes will we possess the title of great righteousness. This time, the Nangong Family's reputation has been entirely lost! We must absolutely get it back, otherwise we will be ashamed to face our ancestors!"
"Correct. May the ancestors bear witness above, this time we must kill Feng Yuan and recover Forefather Emotion Saint's Bow of Heartbreak and Arrow of Emotion Severing. Send an edict to the Heavenly Court immediately! Simultaneously issue an order of pursuit and kill! Whoever under heaven kills Fang Han and brings his head will be rewarded boundlessly!"
The heroes were incensed; everyone in the Nangong Family wished they could immediately charge out and carve Feng Yuan into a thousand pieces.
Right at this moment, an immensely great coercive pressure abruptly descended. It was as if everyone were suffocating as a white silhouette appeared in the depths of the temple hall.
"Forefather! Forefather Emotion Saint!"
The roaring elder saw the newcomer clearly and hastily knelt down. "Forefather, the disciples are unworthy and alarmed you! Having lost the magic treasures you bestowed. However, we will certainly retrieve them for Forefather."
It turned out that this white human silhouette was actually a Saint Immortal, a full two realms higher than an Ancestral Immortal. Above Ancestral Immortals were Origin Immortals, and above Origin Immortals were Saint Immortals!
This was the Nangong Family's reputably illustrious Emotion Saint, Nangong Shangxin.
"This is not your fault," Nangong Shangxin spoke. His voice was harmonious, incomparably pleasant to hear, carrying a refined elegance and tranquility. Yet mixed within it was a boundless desolation.
"Forefather…"
"Listen well, all of you. From now on, never mention this matter again. Send Nangong Hong into the Devil World of Two Worlds Mountain to undergo tempering; only when he achieves great success may he come out." This Saint Immortal, Nangong Shangxin, commanded again.
"But? We are just going to let this matter go? The Feather Transformation Sect is simply too arrogant."
"If it were merely the Feather Transformation Sect alone, it wouldn't amount to anything. However, behind that Feng Yuan, there exists a grand figure. In front of that grand figure, our Nangong Family is nothing but ants and mayflies." Nangong Shangxin's single sentence shocked the people of the Nangong Family into a dizzy stupor, losing all sense of direction.
"Forefather!" Nangong Sha, kneeling on the ground, raised his head. "To be someone our Nangong Family cannot afford to provoke… could it be…" Two words spilled from his mouth: "Heavenly Monarch!"
"Correct, exactly a Heavenly Monarch. For the safety of our Nangong Family, it is best you all behave properly. Do not speak a single word of this matter. That Feng Yuan is a person chosen by a Heavenly Monarch. Touching him offends the Heavenly Monarch behind him. A Heavenly Monarch's fury is not something our Nangong Family can endure. However, I will personally go out on a trip to seek out Feng Yuan, hoping to meet with the Heavenly Monarch behind him face to face. All of you, stay home with peace of mind. Do not let the disciples stir up trouble."
After Nangong Shangxin gave his instructions, his entire person completely vanished from sight.