Three people suddenly appeared: two men and one woman.
The woman appeared to be around thirty years old, with a beautiful face and graceful figure.
However, the powerful aura emanating from her was not to be underestimated; her cultivation had reached the mid-stage of the Divine Sense Realm.
At this moment, she gripped a short knife tightly in her hand, the blade gleaming coldly, as if ready to deliver a fatal blow at any moment.
One of the men, with white hair like an old man, carried a broadsword on his back and exuded the aura of the early stage of the Divine Sense Realm.
The other was a burly man, who looked to be in his forties or fifties, holding a pair of heavy, purple-gold hammers that gave off a sense of oppression.
Fang Han only glanced at them before seeing through their true nature.
These three individuals, though appearing young, were actually all over seventy years old. The woman who seemed the youngest and had the highest cultivation was at least a hundred years old, while the two men were around one hundred and fifty.
In the blink of an eye, the three of them surrounded Fang Han, forming a tight encirclement.
"A single powerful medicinal ingredient? You intend to refine me into this elixir? You're really dreaming!"
Fang Han's lips curled up slightly, revealing a calm smile.
Even when surrounded by three top experts from the Hehuan Sect, he remained calm and composed, as if the danger before him was insignificant.
“That’s right. You have already been refined into a medicinal human by Miss Qianyu, and you are definitely a rare and precious medicine. Once the pill is completed, the Holy Maiden and Miss will each take half a pill and be able to build an unparalleled foundation.”
The woman, who looked to be about thirty years old, curled a cold smile at the corner of her mouth, her voice icy and piercing.
She was wearing a bright red dress, her feet were bare, and she had no shoes or socks to restrain her.
Her skin was dazzlingly white, and even her feet were like carved white jade, delicate, warm, and translucent.
She swayed gracefully like a willow in the wind as she walked up to Fang Han, scrutinizing him from head to toe with alluring eyes, displaying a seductive and charming demeanor.
"Are you refining a supreme Dao foundation pill?"
Fang Han remained calm. "You ignorant fools dare to dream of refining such a pill? Ouyang Yan's plan to leave you here to capture me and integrate me into the pill is simply sending you to your deaths."
"Fang Han, you are only a beginner-level martial artist. No matter how powerful you are, your combat strength is at most about the same as mine."
The old man with the broadsword on his back spoke slowly, his voice steady but with a hint of disdain, "But today, it's three against one of us. You'd better surrender obediently, and we'll give you a quick death. Otherwise, you'll suffer endless torment and be worse than dead."
"Elder Mo, you overestimate him."
The burly man wielding the purple-gold double hammers exuded confidence and shouted, "I alone can easily capture him. The disappearance of Xiaoyaozi and Ye Qingcheng must mean they no longer want to stay in our Hehuan Sect and have gone to find another way out. It's absolutely impossible that they were killed by this kid. You and the Holy Maiden have overestimated this kid."
He was a peak Foundation Establishment stage expert, far surpassing Fang Han in cultivation level.
Although he knew that Fang Han must have killed the dozen or so female disciples of the Hehuan Sect to enter the stone cave, he was still certain that Fang Han was no match for him.
“This kid does have some skill, but he’s definitely not as strong as we expected.” The woman in the red dress glanced at the burly man wielding the purple-gold hammer. “Elder Man, then you should take action and take down this bastard.”
"Yes, Elder."
The barbarian elder, wielding two hammers, bowed slightly to the woman in the red dress.
It's clear that in the Joyful Union Sect, strength is the key to determining status and position. The woman in the red dress is able to firmly hold the position of Grand Elder entirely because of her powerful cultivation at the peak of the Divine Sense Realm.
"Kid, you're nothing but a piece of trash and an idiot. If you don't submit obediently, I'll smash you into a meat pie with this one hammer."
Elder Man's eyes were full of domineering aura as he glared fiercely at Fang Han.
"Just bragging isn't enough."
Fang Han remained calm, his tone still indifferent, "Make your move. If you can last ten moves against me, I will spare your life today. Otherwise, you will be the one smashed into a meat pie."
"Ten moves? You think you can smash me into mincemeat? You must not be thinking straight yet."
Elder Man was furious, his anger rising instantly.
He moved with lightning speed, raising his purple-gold hammer high in the air and slamming it down on Fang Han with boundless power.
He was called the Barbarian Elder because he had an incredibly strong physical body and possessed the power of a dragon and an elephant.
Moreover, he used his true energy to deliver this blow; the purple-gold hammer came hurtling down with overwhelming force.
Seeing this, Fang Han snorted coldly, twisted his wrist slightly, and swung out the Xuan Tie sword, which accurately struck the Zi Jin Hammer.
"You actually want to confront me head-on? That's just asking for humiliation!"
Elder Man's face showed a disdainful smile, but the next moment, his smile froze instantly.
Fang Han's sword strike was beyond imagination, like a towering mountain crashing down and slamming heavily onto the Purple Gold Hammer.
The immense impact instantly ripped open his tiger's mouth, causing blood to gush out, and his arm began to tremble, almost unable to support him.
What's even more terrifying is that the force on Fang Hanxuan's iron sword comes in layers, like surging waves, continuous and never-ending, and each layer is more powerful than the last.
Despite his best efforts and the full force of his inner energy, he still couldn't withstand Fang Han's seemingly casual sword strike.
In an instant, he realized that Fang Han's strength was simply heaven-defying. Although Fang Han's cultivation level was lower than his, his combat power was far superior.
Previously, Qin Baiyun, Ye Qingcheng, and Xiaoyaozi had all gone missing, and they used the Bluebird telepathy to inform Ouyang Yan of this.
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