Chapter 167

"That is also true. Fang Han—I have remembered this person."

"Look over there! The sword fight has started."

On the audience stand, Fang Yu and West West West West Jialan looked at each other, their moods quite good. As for True Person Xuantie and Wu Li, their expressions were not very good.

This Fang Han really had some skills, actually defeating Yin Yin Shihai so easily, but there was no need to care too much now; after all, this was only the first round.

"Hmph!"

Wu Li snorted, his eyes looking at Fang Han with extreme dissatisfaction.

Fang Yu remained calm, observing the fights of the other disciples of the Feathered Sect.

Apart from Fang Han here, exciting battles also took place in each arena. The fighting between the inner sect disciples was very rapid, almost instantly deciding the winner, and it took no more than half a stick of incense.

Some disciples were seriously injured and were immediately carried down to receive treatment from the Supernatural Realm elders.

As long as they were not completely dead, even if they had only one breath left, they could be saved. Of course, some injuries were too heavy, and even if they were saved, a great decline in martial arts was inevitable.

"Senior Brother Ye, I admit defeat."

Just at this moment, on an arena, an inner sect disciple met Ye Nantian and immediately took the initiative to admit defeat and jumped off the arena.

Ye Nantian already had the ability to make people admit defeat without a fight among the inner sect disciples.

Seeing this scene, True Person Xuantie nodded; Ye Nantian was still very strong.

The first round of the competition ended quickly. Fang Yu saw that Fang Fang Fang Qingwei had also won a match, and his mood was very happy. Many young masters surrounded her, like stars surrounding the moon.

"Fang Han, Ye Nantian! Arena 1!"

Just then, the second round of the competition began. This voice made Fang Fang Fang Qingwei feel extremely uncomfortable, but no one cared about her thoughts.

Everyone turned their attention to Arena 1.

"Senior Brother Ye Nantian is facing Fang Han!"

"Who is Fang Han? I haven't heard of him before."

"It doesn't matter if you've heard of him or not. Listen to his name—Fang Han. He must be related to the two from the Fang family."

"It seems this is a dragon-tiger fight? But Senior Brother Ye Nantian has a treasure-vessel. You all know about treasure-vessels, right? Their power is irresistible! I heard he even cultivated on Wan Luo Peak for a few months recently; I fear he will be even more unfathomable."

At this time, almost ninety-nine percent of the disciples focused their attention on the first arena, the fight between Fang Han and Ye Nantian.

Because this was a dragon-tiger fight; Ye Nantian was third on the Mountain and River Ranking and possessed a treasure-vessel, while Fang Han was a disciple of the Fang family, and the Fang family had been very eye-catching in the Feathered Sect recently.

The vast Feathered Sect already had two true transmission disciples from the Fang family!

"Fang Han, do you want to compete with me? Why don't you get down? My strength is simply not something you can resist."

As soon as Ye Nantian heard his name, he stood up, and a small stone gate appeared in his hand. This stone gate was very ancient, carved with many rare beasts and complex patterns. With a slight movement, an ancient and desolate aura rushed toward them.

Ye Nantian turned the stone gate casually, and a stream of air sprayed out from the stone gate, wrapping him, and then he disappeared, appearing on the arena like a phantom.

Seeing this scene, many inner and outer sect disciples were shocked.

"What magic treasure is this? So magical?"

"It can actually move like a phantom; how can one fight that?"

"Ah, that is the Luo Sheng Gate, Senior Brother Wan Luo's treasure-vessel! It is rumored that Senior Brother Wan Luo used it to kill many heavenly demons and great heavenly demon kings; even the self-detonation of a heavenly demon could not blow open this gate."

"This Luo Sheng Gate has the functions of moving like a phantom, collecting spiritual energy, and capturing enemies. It seems Ye Nantian is really going all out this time. He could actually borrow the Luo Sheng Gate from Senior Brother Wan Luo; how can one fight this?"

Several inner sect disciples ranked fourth and fifth on the Mountain and River Ranking had their expressions change greatly, feeling a sense of bitterness.

They had worked hard for a year just to be a cut above the rest in the Mountain and River Ranking competition and win first place, but now, looking at Ye Nantian's methods, they knew it was impossible.

"Hahaha, hahaha, Fang Han, how can you fight me? I can let you have three moves!"

On the arena, Ye Nantian laughed triumphantly.

"Are you sure?"

Fang Han's voice rang out in the void, emitting long roars.

In this wild roar, waves fluctuated, actually containing magic power.

"What?"

In full view of everyone, Fang Han roared wildly, and within the roar, there were fluctuations of magic power.

It didn't come from any magic tool or spirit-vessel, but from Fang Han himself.

"This is..."

East East Lingxiao stood up abruptly, a look of incredulity appearing on his face.

"What, how is this possible?"

True Person Xuantie also stood up abruptly.

"This can't be true! Let me look carefully."

Several elders were all stunned.

"Absolutely not true."

"What on earth is going on?"

Countless eyes stared fixedly at Fang Han, who was emitting a violent roar.

At this moment, Fang Han, standing on the arena, had his clothes fluttering. A wild and fierce airflow surged out from his body, like a green dragon leaving the abyss, a white tiger leaving the cauldron, or like a wild horse breaking its reins. The powerful magic power fluctuations were mighty and surging, like a great river tide.

At this moment, Fang Han had actually released his seal, his magic power circulating, revealing his strength in the Supernatural Realm. At this very moment, he looked down at Ye Nantian as if looking at a subject.

"Ye Nantian, do you think that just because you have one or two treasure-vessels, you can talk big in front of me? Let me have three moves? Who do you think you are? Today I will tell you: does relying on magic treasures count as ability? You don't know at all how big the gap between us is. I have stepped into the Supernatural Realm—do you know what the Supernatural Realm is? From now on, I ascend to the heavens, which is simply not something you can reach!"

Fang Han laughed loudly at this moment. He was enjoying this feeling of being the center of attention and could see the expressions on every disciple's face very clearly.

Those disciples, whether shocked, incredulous, jealous, or roaring, all made him feel very comfortable.

"The Supernatural Realm, it really is the Supernatural Realm!"

"This is the legendary Supernatural Realm. Heavens, how could he have broken through to the Supernatural Realm?"

"This disciple of the Fang family has also broken through to the Supernatural Realm? This is the third person from the Fang family to break through to the Supernatural Realm! This is too terrifying!"

All the disciples were stunned at this moment, and then a wave of madness erupted; they simply couldn't believe their eyes.

In the entire Mountain and River Courtyard, every disciple of the Feathered Sect had a hysterical impulse in their hearts—both jealous and envious. An inner sect disciple had quietly broken through to the Supernatural Realm and was destined to take away all the glory in this Mountain and River Ranking competition.

"Great joy, great joy! Our Feathered Sect actually has another disciple in the Supernatural Realm; this must be reported to the higher-ups!"

An elder on the audience stand couldn't help but roar with excitement.

Stepping from the Physical Realm into the Supernatural Realm—how difficult that was, every cultivator knew very clearly. This step from the physical to the supernatural had stumped how many cultivators.

To take this step, countless cultivators had followed one after another, all fighting desperately, constantly polishing their physical bodies and enhancing their spiritual power, all to take this step.

To this day, the Feathered Sect only had one hundred and ten true transmission disciples.

This shows how difficult it was to break through to the Supernatural Realm!

And now, someone had broken through to the Supernatural Realm without relying on the resources of the Feathered Sect; this was a great joy.

"The Immortal Gathering is only a few years away. We want to strengthen the Feathered Sect, and look—someone has sent a pillow just as we were feeling sleepy."

"Good, very good indeed. Normally, after obtaining the Yin-Yang Longevity Elixir, the first place in the Mountain and River Ranking could break through to the Supernatural Realm, but now Fang Han has actually promoted himself; this is simply a miracle, it must be reported!"

All the elders were ecstatic. The appearance of such a disciple in the Supernatural Realm was a matter of great joy for the Feathered Sect, especially this kind of true transmission disciple who could promote without sect resources, which represented that he possessed very rich fortune!

Don't look at Fang Han now, who is only at the first level of the Supernatural Realm, the Magic Power Realm. If he is cultivated for a few decades, perhaps he will break through to the third level of the Supernatural Realm, the Gang Qi Realm. If he can obtain some opportunities and comprehend the Dao of Yin-Yang and the Dao of Heavenly Human, breaking through to the Heavenly Human Realm, he will possess eight hundred years of lifespan!

If he has some strokes of good fortune and cultivates some supernatural powers—not too many, just a dozen or so—he can step into the Unity Realm and attempt to impact the Golden Core Realm.

A Golden Core disciple possesses a lifespan of over a thousand years, enough to protect many disciples in the sect and allow the sect to have many more true transmission disciples.

Therefore, every true transmission disciple is hope; this is the reason why all the elders were happy.

"So Senior Brother Fang Yu, you knew long ago that Fang Han had broken through to the Supernatural Realm."

Seeing this scene, West West West West Jialan revealed a sweet smile.

"Deceitful, truly deceitful."

On the other side, True Person Xuantie's face was somewhat unpleasant, and Wu Li beside him was even more furious, saying "deceitful" twice in a row.

He wanted to say more, but was signaled by True Person Xuantie not to say more.

"Even if Fang Han has broken through to the Supernatural Realm, to what extent can his magic power be used? And Ye Nantian has two treasure-vessels on him; the Luo Sheng Gate is mysterious and incomparable, and the Eight Desolations Divine Sword is even more sharp and peerless. The outcome of this battle is still unknown."

"Then let's wait and see."

A smile appeared on Fang Yu's face. His gaze looked at Fang Han on the stage, who was currently showing off his power to his heart's content and enjoying the worship of the crowd.

He was enjoying this process very much.

Unlike Fang Han's mood was Ye Nantian, the disciple who was third on the last Mountain and River Ranking. His face turned pale, seemingly not expecting Fang Han to have hidden so deeply and given him such a blow at this most critical moment.

Ye Nantian was also a figure at the peak of the tenth level of the Physical Realm, the Divine Transformation Realm. Naturally, he knew how difficult it was to cultivate to the Supernatural Realm. The closer one was to the Supernatural Realm, the harder it was to take that step.

At the physical peak, one could only pull thirteen Xuanhuang horses that traveled three thousand miles a day. Some with extraordinary talent could at most pull fifteen Xuanhuang horses, but even the lowest-level expert of the Supernatural Realm could grab eighty Xuanhuang horses from the void with magic power.