The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden stared at Fang Han, "You are the chosen one of this era, possessing great fortune, and are the only one capable of confronting the End Saint King and saving this world."
"You lost before only because your power had not yet been truly awakened."
Fang Han fell silent.
Although he still had doubts, the words of the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden rekindled a glimmer of hope in him.
Regardless of whether what the other party said is true or false, they all have a common enemy—Feng Baiyu!
That's enough!
"I need power." Fang Han raised his head, his eyes bloodshot. "Even greater power!"
The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden smiled, "Power, Your Majesty the Immortal King, will grant it to you."
She had barely finished speaking.
The entire Heavenly Palace suddenly trembled.
A supreme and unparalleled will of creation, seemingly surpassing even the Heavenly Dao, descended from the distant shores of time and space!
A grand and majestic voice resounded directly in Fang Han's mind.
"I am creation itself!"
"Today, I will pass on my supreme fist technique to you, to help you slay demons and vanquish evil!"
"boom!"
That magnificent sound was like the first wisp of the Dao at the beginning of the universe.
It exploded directly deep within Fang Han's soul.
Endless and profound information transformed into a ceaseless golden torrent, forcefully pouring into his mind.
That's not just a simple incantation for a martial arts technique.
Rather, it is the imprint of laws containing the true meaning of "creation"!
Golden ancient characters floated, combined, and evolved in his sea of consciousness.
Each word seems to represent the birth and death of a world.
Fang Han even felt that his Heavenly Monarch body was as insignificant as dust in the face of this vast will.
The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden simply watched quietly, showing no intention of offering any assistance.
This is both a test and a blessing from the Celestial King.
If you can get through this, you will be completely transformed.
If you can't survive, you'll be utterly destroyed, both body and soul.
"ah!!!"
Fang Han let out a painful roar, and golden blood seeped from his seven orifices.
His consciousness was constantly collapsing and rebuilding.
His innate divine essence was refined again and again under the influence of this power of creation.
Gradually.
Those violent golden ancient characters began to arrange themselves into thirty-three magnificent scriptures in his sea of consciousness.
Each scripture corresponds to a completely different martial arts intent.
Some martial arts intents are like the highest realm in the heavens, ruling over all the heavens.
Some martial arts techniques, like those of the Tushita Heaven, refine all things.
Some martial arts intents are like a colorless heaven, empty of everything.
...
Thirty-three fist intents and thirty-three paths of creation ultimately merged into one, transforming into the phantom of a supreme divine fist, imprinted in the deepest part of Fang Han's soul.
Thirty-Three Heavens Creation Divine Fist!
The moment the last rune was imprinted, Fang Han's trembling abruptly stopped.
He suddenly opened his eyes.
Two beams of light, imbued with the divine light of creation, shot out from his eyes, piercing through the palace walls and shooting into the heavens, creating two huge holes in the thick clouds of the celestial realm.
An aura several times stronger than before suddenly erupted from his body!
His cultivation level had reached a terrifying thirteen chaotic eras.
His origin, his law, his way.
They have all undergone tremendous changes.
Buzzing...
At the same time, deep within the Heavenly Court, the Thirty-Three Heavenly Treasures also flew out and merged into Fang Han's body.
This was painstakingly crafted by the Heavenly Emperor of the Heavenly Court.
Now it's only one step away from becoming a Saint-grade Immortal Artifact, but it's all gone to Fang Han!
With the Thirty-Three Heavens Treasure entering his body, the profound meaning of the Creation God Fist flowed through his heart and was completely mastered by him.
"This... is the Creation God Fist..."
Fang Han slowly raised his right hand and clenched his fist.
He could sense it.
It felt as if he held thirty-three great worlds within his fist.
The punch thrown was no longer just a simple display of power, but rather the power of birth, death, and reincarnation from the thirty-three worlds!
This is three hundred times the terrifying combat power!
"Feng Baiyu..."
He muttered to himself, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit, "Next time, I will definitely beat you to a pulp with my own hands!"
...
In the endless void.
It transformed into a speck of dust and was rapidly traveling towards the Heavenly Realm within the Little Qin Realm.
Standing atop the World Tree, Zhao Feng suddenly felt something and looked up towards the distant Celestial Realm.
He clearly felt a familiar force of creation flash by.
"Has the Creation Immortal King finally lost his patience?"
Zhao Feng smiled slightly, but didn't seem to care.
The Creation Divine Fist is powerful, but it depends on who is using it.
not to mention.
He himself possesses the true treasures of the Thirty-Three Heavens!
The power of a divine artifact is far greater than the half-baked treasures crafted by the Heavenly Court's Heavenly Lord.
While Zhao Feng was heading to the Heavenly Realm.
Ye Fan arrived in a star field called "Manggu Great Continent", which was the territory of a major demon clan sect under the Heavenly Court.
Without wasting any words, he threw a punch that pierced through the starry river, shattering the mountain-protecting formation of the demon clan's major sect, along with dozens of sacred mountains within it, into dust.
Countless powerful demons soared into the sky, including many emperors and immortals.
But they were as fragile as paper in the face of Ye Fan's domineering and unparalleled Heavenly Emperor Fist.
In just half an hour.
He suppressed the entire sect by himself, and extracted all its treasures and spiritual veins with his great magic power, refining them into their source.
On the other side.
Hong Yi appeared in a mortal kingdom controlled by the Holy Land of Truth.
Instead of committing murder, he transformed into a great Confucian scholar, walking among the people and giving lectures.
His words are eloquent and his teachings are like magic.
He integrated the profound principles of the I Ching into the thoughts of ordinary people.
In just a few days.
He fundamentally overturned the entire nation's ideological system.
The power of faith that originally belonged to the Holy Land of Truth began to converge on him on a large scale.
The best approach is to strike at the heart of the problem.
The Great Emperor Wushi, on the other hand, directly found a secret realm in time and space within the Origin Dynasty.
It is said that countless ancient books and broken magical artifacts collected by the Origin Dynasty since ancient times are sealed inside.
He sat cross-legged outside the secret realm, with the Boundless Bell hanging above his head, its melodious sound resounding through time and space.
Under his influence, the flow of time throughout the entire secret realm began to become chaotic.
Sometimes it fast-forwards through ten thousand years, sometimes it rewinds through ten thousand ages.
All the restrictions within the secret realm collapsed and disintegrated on their own within this chaotic spacetime.
...
At this time.
At the edge of Zhao Feng's vision, the outline of an ancient continent, vast and boundless, billions of times larger than the Immortal Realm combined, was already faintly visible.
On that continent, the laws were extremely solid, and spacetime was unbelievably stable.
Ancient, powerful, and profound auras emanated from all parts of the continent.
We've arrived at the Heavenly Realm!
Without the slightest hesitation, Zhao Feng urged the Little Qin Realm to crash directly into the incredibly thick world crystal wall of the Heavenly Realm.
Buzz!
Outside the Little Qin Realm, the nine-layered killing array, forged from the Aurora River, shone brightly.
The array flowed, completely dissolving and absorbing the terrifying recoil force of the impact.
final.
Like a drop of water merging into the ocean, the Little Qin Realm silently passed through the barrier of the Heavenly Realm and entered the highest plane of this eternal world.
Upon entering the Heavenly Realm, Zhao Feng immediately felt an omnipresent binding force acting upon the Little Qin Realm.
This is the suppression of the supreme laws of the celestial realm.
Here.
Under the Heavenly Ruler, all are but ants.
Even for a Heavenly Lord, tearing through space is ten thousand times more difficult than in the Immortal Realm.
Zhao Feng stood on the World Tree, his divine sense spreading out like a tide, instantly covering an area of hundreds of millions of miles.
Countless streams of information flooded into his mind.
The Heavenly Court's sphere of influence, the sacred grounds of the various Heavenly Lords, and ancient secret realms hidden in the spacetime rift...
Everything is laid bare.
soon.
He then set his sights on a giant city even larger than the Immortal Realm.
Qiankun City!
The lord of this city is one of the oldest and strongest beings in the Heavenly Realm, the Lord of Qiankun City. His cultivation has reached fifteen Chaos Eras, making him unfathomable.
More importantly.
He wields a true artifact of creation, the Gourd of Heaven and Earth.
This gourd is not only unparalleled in its offensive capabilities, but it can also refine a elixir called "Immortal King Pill," which is the hard currency of the celestial realm, essentially controlling the economic lifeline of the entire celestial realm.
Capturing this person is tantamount to placing a crucial piece in the game of celestial realm.
Zhao Feng's mind raced.
Without any attempt to conceal itself, the Little Qin Realm pierced the sky and appeared directly above Qiankun City.
boom!
A terrifying will awakened from the city lord's mansion deep within Qiankun City.
That will was tyrannical and domineering.
With an aura of supreme authority, it instantly enveloped the entire Qiankun City.
The millions of cultivators in the city, regardless of their cultivation level, felt their souls tremble and couldn't help but want to kneel down and submit.
"presumptuous!"
A voice filled with boundless rage resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
Immediately afterwards.
A giant purple hand, formed entirely from the laws of the celestial realm, reached out from the city lord's mansion, blotting out the sky, and fiercely grabbed at the Little Qin Realm that was suspended in the air.
With this grasp, spacetime distorted, and countless cries of agony echoed.
On the purple palm, each line resembles a long river of laws, containing a terrifying power to obliterate everything.
This was a casual strike from fifteen Chaos Era Heavenly Lords, enough to crush an entire Immortal Realm continent into dust.
However.
Faced with this devastating blow.
Within the Lesser Qin Realm, Zhao Feng, atop the World Tree, didn't even get up.
He simply flicked his finger at the giant purple hand that had grabbed him.
boom!
A terrifying force flew out from his fingertips.
This force originates from the resonance of 840 million particles within his body; it is the purest and most fundamental power of the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Force.
puff!
A soft sound.
Under the horrified gazes of countless cultivators in Qiankun City, the colossal hand of law that blotted out the sky collapsed silently, inch by inch, turning into a rain of purple light that vanished without a trace.
A muffled groan filled with surprise and doubt came from inside the Qiankun City Lord's Mansion.
Obviously.
This casual defeat also caused him a small loss.
Zhao Feng stepped out of the Little Qin Realm, standing with his hands behind his back above Qiankun City, his expression indifferent. "I have arrived, and the city lord does not come to greet me, but instead turns against me with weapons. How dare you!"
The words fell.
The entire Qiankun City was deathly silent.
Everyone was terrified by Zhao Feng's words.
Is he speaking to the Lord of Qiankun City?
That supreme being who ruled the heavens for countless years, and whom even the Heavenly Court had to show deference to?
"Who...are you?"
The figure of the City Lord of Qiankun City finally appeared in the City Lord's Mansion.
He wore an ancient Bagua Taoist robe, his face was thin and refined, and his eyes seemed to hold the cycle of birth and death of the universe.
He stared intently at Zhao Feng, his expression extremely grave.
Although he only used three-tenths of his strength in that attack, it was still the might of a Heavenly Monarch, enough to suppress any newly promoted Heavenly Monarch in the Heavenly Realm.
But the opponent, without even revealing their form, effortlessly neutralized the attack.
This strength has far exceeded his expectations.
When did such a terrifyingly powerful figure appear in the Celestial Realm?
Zhao Feng did not answer his question, but instead turned his gaze to a purple-gold gourd hanging from his waist.
"The Gourd of Heaven and Earth? Hand over this treasure, then bow down and submit to me as your master, and I may overlook your offense."
"Arrogant!"
The Lord of Qiankun City laughed in extreme anger.
He had traversed the celestial realm for countless epochs, and this was the first time he had ever seen such an arrogant person.
Not only did they disregard his authority, but they also coveted his natal treasure and the location of his Dao Fruit right in front of him!
"No matter who you are or where you come from, since you've come here today, leave your world and your very essence to me!"
The Lord of Qiankun City stopped talking nonsense.
He knew that the person in front of him was an unprecedented enemy, and that his first move was a thunderous killing blow!
He reached down and took the purple-gold gourd from his waist, holding it in his palm.
"Boundless universe, gather!"
He muttered incantations and poured all his life's magical power into the gourd.
Buzz!
The small purple-gold gourd instantly burst forth with endless divine light, growing larger in the wind until it became even larger than a star.
The gourd opened, pointing at Zhao Feng and the small Qin Realm behind him that had turned into dust.
An irresistible and terrifying suction force erupted from the gourd's mouth.
Faced with this power, space was distorted, time was stretched, and all things in heaven and earth, whether tangible or intangible, were involuntarily thrown towards the mouth of the giant gourd.
Above Qiankun City, countless stars were drawn by this suction force, turning into streaks of light that disappeared into the gourd without even causing a ripple.
This is the power of a divine artifact of creation!
With a gourd in hand, one can contain the universe and refine all realms!
The Lord of Qiankun City sneered. He seemed to already see the scene of the other party, along with that mysterious world, being sucked into the gourd and transformed into primordial energy in the Qiankun Divine Fire.
However.
Zhao Feng stood with his hands behind his back, letting the terrifying suction force envelop him.
The "Little Qin Border" behind him is as stable as a rock.
The World Tree emitted a faint green light, completely shutting out the suction force that was powerful enough to turn the world upside down.
Zhao Feng shook his head. "Is that all you've got?"
He took a step forward, voluntarily facing the huge gourd-shaped opening.
"court death!"
Upon seeing this, the Lord of Qiankun City was overjoyed and intensified his use of magic.
However.
The joy on his face froze completely the next moment.
Zhao Feng neither dodged nor avoided the terrifying suction force, strolling leisurely as if he were merely taking a walk in a gentle breeze.
He walked step by step to the mouth of the huge gourd.
Then.
Under the incredulous gaze of the City Lord of Qiankun, he raised his right hand and threw a punch! (End of Chapter)
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