Facing Fang Han, this Heavenly Court Divine Prison Law-Enforcing Son was extremely conceited. Even when confronting the powerful Feng Yuan, his eyes were filled with disdain, seemingly looking down on him.
Fang Han was astonished to discover that this Son's cultivation level was actually the same as his own, a "Sage Immortal." Moreover, the power within his body surged in ever-strengthening waves. Notably, at his glabella was a lightning-shaped mark embodying the rolling true essence of lightning and the profound mysteries of thunder; it possessed an overbearing power that could almost sever heaven and earth and shatter the firmament.
"This is the mark of a Heavenly Lord," Fang Han nodded inwardly.
"Have you snapped out of it yet? If your mind wanders again, I will kill you on the spot. Come, bring out your Eight Divisions Pagoda and let me see the might of this supreme treasure of the Dragon Clan."
This Heavenly Court Divine Prison law-enforcing disciple, Chen Zhendong, crooked his finger.
"Even if my mind is wandering, I can still kill you," Fang Han said indifferently: "Do you have any last words? If you do, speak them now, or it will be too late."
"Seeking death!"
Chen Zhendong's expression instantly turned icy cold. "I am a Heavenly Court Divine Prison law-enforcing disciple, a peerless genius. I cultivated to become a Sage in a mere thirty thousand years. What are you? Daring to compete with me in genius just relying on a magical artifact of the Eight Divisions Pagoda tier? Today I will tell you, one's own power is the true power! Being strong yourself is true strength. Die!"
Swish!
From his embrace, a long saber left its sheath. This long saber was a streak of thunder, a manifestation of heavenly will; not a magical artifact, but something refined from his own laws and blood essence.
"This heavenly saber is a grand art I forged deep within the Myriad-Life Thunder Pool, blending true thunder core energy with my own killing intent. Feng Yuan, I will let you witness the formidable power of the Firmament-Extinguishing Thunder Slash."
Heaven's will was like a saber, extinguishing thunder and severing the sky.
Under one slash, even emperors would have to retreat.
Even more terrifying was that with this slash, Chen Zhendong stimulated and shook his whole body, actually unleashing twenty times his combat power! That was right, exactly twenty times combat power.
Fang Han could see that this was due to the empowering effect of that lightning-shaped talisman on the opponent's glabella.
The eruption of twenty times combat power, combined with his peerless martial art, the power of the Firmament-Extinguishing Thunder Slash, would slay even an emperor with a single stroke if they didn't flee! This slash wielded the formidable might to kill an emperor!
At the same time, as Chen Zhendong slashed downward, his other hand abruptly formed a mudra, roaring out loudly: "Heavenly Tribulation Commanding Weapons Art!"
Boom! Above his head appeared streaks bearing the aura of a heavenly tribulation. The artifact spirits of all magical artifacts, even those of some magical artifacts outside the arena, shivered in succession, not daring to emerge, terrified of suffering the heavenly tribulation.
One slash, one mudra.
The heavenly saber fell; Fang Han did not retreat, did not move, and did not strike.
At this moment, a great many people directed their gazes into this battlefield kingdom. Even the many ancient emperors of the Heavenly Court and the Xi Emperor, the number one person beneath the Heavenly Lords, were observing the battle on the field.
Facing this slash, many people were greatly astonished to see Fang Han actually remaining motionless, assuming he was scared silly.
"The Heavenly Court Divine Prison law-enforcing disciple has made his move! Truly extraordinary, to actually unleash twenty times his combat power! It is the empowerment from that Heavenly Lord that has taken effect. The Thunder Emperor Heavenly Lord actually empowered the disciples under his command? Isn't he in deep secluded cultivation? This shows the importance this Heavenly Lord places on the Heavenly Court genius battle."
"That Chen Zhendong is a peerless genius. He once swallowed the remains of many ancient Sages during his Golden Immortal stage. Later rumors stated he cultivated to become a Sage in just thirty thousand years. Such a genius, augmented by the empowerment of an ancient Heavenly Lord, can indeed stand against Feng Yuan."
"I wonder, can Feng Yuan take this slash?"
"He will definitely have to bring out the Eight Divisions Pagoda. However, the Thunder Emperor Heavenly Lord possesses a unique Heavenly Tribulation Commanding Weapons Art that utilizes the aura of heavenly tribulation to suppress all artifact spirits of magical artifacts. Rumor has it that when the Thunder Emperor Heavenly Lord unleashed this Daoist technique in the past, even sacred-grade immortal artifacts suffered tremendous suppression."
"That is the Heavenly Tribulation Commanding Weapons Art!"
"Indeed, only the legendary 'Heavenly Tribulation Commanding Weapons Art' could suppress the Eight Divisions Pagoda. Using the power of the heavenly tribulation to awe and command the spirits of magical artifacts and weapons. No magical artifact is not terrified of heavenly tribulations."
"The Heavenly Tribulation Commanding Weapons Art has been deployed. As long as it is a magical artifact, the artifact spirit will not dare to move, or else it will immediately trigger a heavenly tribulation. The reason Feng Yuan is motionless is that he cannot activate his own magical artifacts!"
"This time, Feng Yuan is in deep trouble. Losing the Eight Divisions Pagoda means he loses at least ninety percent of his combat power; any random emperor could swat him to death!"
"The Eight Divisions Pagoda making a wedding dress for someone else. The Thunder Emperor Heavenly Lord's Heavenly Tribulation Commanding Weapons Art is truly a rare and wondrous skill, a peerless method to control and command magical artifacts."
"Using heavenly tribulation to harness treasures, how brilliant!"
…
The divine senses of many people crossed paths.
Knowing that the Heavenly Court Divine Prison Law-Enforcing Son actually possessed the Heavenly Tribulation Commanding Weapons Art to counter an expert like Fang Han, everyone realized Fang Han was in peril this time.
Once the Heavenly Tribulation Commanding Weapons Art was used, no magical artifact could be deployed.
The heavenly saber slashed down, the mudra suppressed, forming an awe-inspiring scene.
The hearts of all the Yuhua Sect's Sons instantly leaped to their throats.
However, when the heavenly saber slashed down to three feet above Fang Han's head, it suddenly halted, as streaks of divine light completely solidified him.
"It is useless. Without magical artifacts, you are not my match! Heavenly Tribulation Commands Myriad Weapons, Eight Divisions Pagoda trigger the heavenly tribulation for me!"
Chen Zhendong's expression was cruel. With a loud roar, an aura of heavenly tribulation rocketed toward the sky from his body, seemingly aiming to trigger the heavenly tribulation of the magical artifacts.
Fang Han's expression remained completely unchanged as, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he slowly extended his own palm.
Though the palm seemed slow, it was actually as fast as lightning; this perceptive discrepancy made one feel so awful they could vomit blood.
Boom!
The palm flipped and covered downward. Fang Han was like an ancient Heavenly Lord activating the ultimate giant palm, directly pressing down.
"Ah!"
A miserable scream rang out as the heavenly saber shattered and the Heavenly Tribulation Commanding Weapons Art crumbled. Amidst the wails, Chen Zhendong, this Son, was slapped into a meat patty by a single palm, continuously squirming on the arena.
Fang Han had not struck from beginning to end, but the very moment he struck—using merely one palm—he slapped Chen Zhendong, who appeared capable of killing an emperor, into a meat patty.
This meat patty lay dying on the ground. Intermittent with its squirming were faint moans thin like gossamer threads, indicating that it was on the verge of its last breath. After being struck by a palm from Fang Han, no one in heaven or earth could save him.
"With just this bit of skill, you dare vie with me? What Heavenly Tribulation Commanding Weapons Art? You display a Daoist technique as worthless as shit before me? The next time Heavenly Court Divine Prison law-enforcing disciples dare throw their weight around the perimeter of my Yuhua Sect, I will kill them without fail! Law enforcement? Do you think the sects across the hundred thousand major provinces of the Heaven Realm must all obey your laws? Do you think you are still the Good Fortune Immortal King?"
Under the collective gaze of the public, Fang Han grasped at empty air with his large hand once more, picking up that large clump of meat patty from the ground. Then, he spat out a mouthful of true fire, and immediately, the flesh and blood sizzled as it burned.
"Spare me! I won't dare to oppose you next time!"
Shrill pleas for mercy transmitted from within the meat patty, marking Chen Zhendong's final struggle.
"Spare you? What sort of thing are you, to be worthy of my mercy? I am slaughtering you precisely so all the law-enforcing disciples of the Heavenly Court can see and not act arrogantly before me. Otherwise, it will end in complete annihilation."
Fang Han's expression did not change; he completely ignored the agonizing screams and continued his refinement.
In a short moment, Chen Zhendong, this peerless champion among the Heavenly Court Divine Prison law-enforcing disciples, turned into a single talisman. His entire lifetime's essence qi, supernatural powers, magical artifacts, and comprehension of the Great Dao were all contained within it. Anyone who acquired the power of this talisman—provided they were not blown up from being overstuffed—could possess all of Chen Zhendong's power.
"Is… is this still human?"
Seeing this scene, everyone nearly had their hearts scared to the point of shattering.
"He actually did not use the Eight Divisions Pagoda, and just slapped Chen Zhendong to death alive like this? This is his intrinsic power, without any falsity."
"Slapped into a meat patty with one palm? And refined into a talisman on the spot in front of all the Divine Prison law-enforcing disciples? This is a naked provocation! The True experts are like clouds among the Heavenly Court Divine Prison disciples. Does he want to combat the entire Divine Prison alone? Does he think he is a Heavenly Lord?"
"True, this is indeed satisfying. The Heavenly Court Divine Prison law-enforcing disciples have become increasingly arrogant this time, even starting to interfere with the internal affairs of some sects. Many supreme sects dared to be angry but did not dare to speak up because of the Thunder Emperor Heavenly Lord! Now, a person to stand against them has finally emerged."
Crack!
A throne was forcefully squeezed to leave marks by an expert.
It was the throne belonging to the Heavenly Court Divine Prison law-enforcing disciples.
A large group of experts among the Heavenly Court Divine Prison law-enforcing disciples also clearly saw Fang Han slap Chen Zhendong into a meat patty, followed by him speaking those arrogant words. This equated to a blatant provocation against the Heavenly Court Divine Prison. Any Divine Prison disciple would generate extremely intense anger in their heart.
"Despicable! This Feng Yuan wishes to die! To be this arrogant."
"Kill! Daring to provoke the majesty of our Divine Prison and defying the will of the Thunder Emperor Heavenly Lord. He must be killed without pardon."
"From here on out, the Yuhua Sect is the greatest enemy to our Heavenly Court Divine Prison! Let's see how your Yuhua Sect survives in the future. Seeking your own doom."
"The Thunder Emperor Heavenly Lord personally empowered us this time to let us truly establish the majesty of the Divine Prison and make the major sects fear our Divine Prison so that they hand over their sects' law-enforcement authority to our Divine Prison in the future. But this Feng Yuan defies us right off the bat; what exactly is he trying to do?"
… The divine senses of countless Divine Prison law-enforcing disciples flickered, and they all wished they could go up and slaughter Fang Han.
"Young Master Fan! Later on, you will go up and slay Feng Yuan! Are you confident?" Several ringleaders among the Heavenly Court Divine Prison law-enforcing disciples communicated with their divine senses.
"If one does not cry out, then let it be so; once one does, they will astound everyone. I will let everyone know the majesty of my Heavenly Court Divine Prison." A man with empty hands and dull eyes slowly closed his eyes. "Feng Yuan is dead for sure."
High above the Heaven and Earth Arena, the Xi Emperor and the other emperors gathered together, also focusing their gaze on this battle.
"Xi Emperor, your discernment is the keenest. I wonder what incredibly profound realm this Feng Yuan has cultivated to? Slapping that Chen Zhendong to death with one palm without using magical artifacts?" requested the Void Emperor.
"This child has a boundless future. As long as he does not die, it is highly possible he will surpass me and advance to Heavenly Lord," the Xi Emperor sighed with emotion. "A true genius. He has already refined himself into a magical artifact, yet simultaneously severed all the drawbacks of a magical artifact, possessing the profound mystery of the physical body. He has even comprehended the supreme realm of Heaven and Earth as One. Bestow him his rewards."