Chapter 261

Most people take decades to break through one realm, which is already rare; some disciples spend twenty years just to reach the True Qi Realm from the Magical Power Realm.

As for breaking from the True Qi Realm to the Daoist Gang Qi Realm, it might take another twenty years.

Beyond that, comprehending the mystery of Yin and Yang and breaking into the Yin-Yang Realm is already beyond the reach of many true disciples; some true disciples train until death without ever reaching the Yin-Yang Realm, their entire cultivation base wasted like flowing water.

Yet now, this Elder Yu has broken through many realms in succession and reached the 5th Stage of Divine Abilities, Heavenly Man Realm!

This is truly unbelievable.

"Giving Elder Yu an advantage is giving me an advantage; I still have Forgetfulness Water—if I can find an opportunity to give it to Elder Yu, helping him cleanse his mind of distractions and break further into the 6th Stage of Divine Abilities, Return to Oneness Realm, or the 7th Stage of Divine Abilities, Golden Core Realm, I will gain much benefit myself."

At this moment, Fang Han's gaze burned brightly as he pondered how to give Elder Yu the Forgetfulness Water from the Huang Quan Map.

He must give this Elder Yu hope, so that this Elder Yu will give him hope in return.

"Fang Han, younger brother, you've broken into the Divine Ability Secret Realm but didn't inform Elder Chuan Gong—you clearly covet the reward for first place on the Shanhe List. Then let this be: enter the Five Hell Wang Ding, and within this supreme treasure, refine your body and polish your magic power—you will surely succeed."

Fang Yu spoke again.

This younger brother Fang Han has clearly broken into the Divine Ability Secret Realm, yet he concealed his magic power using Huangquanmo Sect talismans—he clearly intends to stun everyone on the upcoming Shanhe List.

This time, who knows how many faces he'll slap.

"Thank you, Elder Brother; you've seen through me."

Fang Han's face showed just the right hint of bashfulness.

That was indeed his plan.

The Yuhua Sect's Shanhe List tournament is coming soon, and the rewards will grow ever richer; if he hides now and explodes onto the list at the tournament, seizing first place, he might even obtain several fine spiritual weapons—or even a treasure.

Why not?

"Then let us cultivate together."

Fang Yu entered the Five Hell Wang Ding; Fang Han also entered the Five Hell Wang Ding.

Both Fang family youths began cultivating inside the Five Hell Wang Ding.

Fang Yu now cultivates too many things—the Five Emperors Demon Divine Art, also known as the Great Five Elements Art; each requires immense amounts of Five Elements Xu Yuan Qi.

He had originally obtained the Willow God's liquid and brought the Heavenly Wood Great Art to perfect completion, but after transforming it into the Green Emperor Wood Emperor Art, he hadn't even achieved minor mastery.

With a thought, a formation appeared around Fang Yu's body, composed of countless wandering talismans, endlessly circulating, unceasingly active.

At a mere flick of his hand, dozens of spiritual trees hundreds of zhang away on the Feather Peak exploded with crackling sounds, then withered into rotting wood, utterly devoid of vitality.

The essence of those spiritual trees was instantly sucked away, completely and utterly, not a drop remaining.

Fang Yu's formation now glowed with a pure emerald wood hue, interwoven with faint, shimmering, noble golden-yellow energy—this was Wood Emperor Daoist Gang Qi.

"The Green Emperor Wood Emperor Art—the quality of Wood Emperor Daoist Gang Qi is vastly superior to that of the Heavenly Wood Great Art; it truly feels like the sovereign of all wood, the emperor of ten thousand trees, suppressing all grass and tree Daoist Gang Qi under heaven and earth."

Fang Yu sensed a transformation: within his body, the Heavenly Wood Great Art Daoist Gang Qi was re-refined into Wood Emperor Daoist Gang Qi, and he felt submission from all grass and trees.

All vegetation on the Feather Peak submitted to Fang Yu; now, if he wished, he could plunder the life essence of every plant for his own use, or use his newly formed Wood Emperor Daoist Gang Qi to awaken some plants, turning them into spirits.

It was a feeling of absolute dominion over all vegetation—exceedingly comfortable.

Fang Yu had never felt this while cultivating the Heavenly Wood Great Art.

"If I continue like this, achieving perfect completion of the Five Elements will require traveling again—even a journey to the Shrouding Heaven Realm."

The Fire Domain of the Shrouding Heaven Realm had already allowed Fang Yu to bring the Supreme Divine Art, Supreme Heaven True Fire, to perfect completion, since the fire essence there burned endlessly and inexhaustibly; but now that he cultivates the Red Emperor Fire Emperor Qi, once the Red Emperor Talisman and Fire Emperor Talisman appear, he has a greater chance to advance further on the fire path—his former perfect completion has regressed to minor mastery.

It goes without saying that to bring this Supreme Divine Art to perfect completion, he will need to absorb countless fire essences.

Nevertheless, his magic power has risen with astonishing speed; shortly after beginning the Five Emperors Demon Divine Art, his magic power reached 650,000 Xuan Huang Horse Strength—just in quantity, it equals the combined power of sixty-five Heavenly Man Realm experts.

As for the quality of his Daoist Gang Qi, it is even more terrifying; no one at the same level could possibly match him.

"So this is what cultivation truly is."

Meanwhile, inside the Five Hell Wang Ding, Fang Han also understood many truths of cultivation.

His breakthrough into the Divine Ability Secret Realm had been a stroke of luck—he received Elder Yu's divine medicine and underwent starlight body refinement from the Star Cloud Baby's Five-Star Sun-Moon Bracelet, allowing him to break through; yet his foundation remained unstable, and he still barely understood how spirit transforms into magic power.

Here, with Elder Yu's guidance, he gained clear, complete understanding of the transformations between body, spirit, magic power, and even true qi, mastering every specific aspect of cultivation.

This benefited him immensely.

His strength surged forward, yet he did not go out to boast; he waited, waiting to stun everyone at the Shanhe List tournament.

And as he cultivated continuously, time slowly passed.

One day, the weather suddenly turned cold; a night of northern wind brought snowflakes like goose feathers drifting from the sky—it was now winter.

The Yuhua Sect had finally entered winter; its elders did not bother to control this climate shift, though Longevity Secret Realm titans could alter weather, it was unnecessary to waste magic power.

"What heavy snow."

Fang Han stepped out of the Five Hell Wang Ding, his feet crunching on the ground; the Feather Peak was buried under three feet of snow, each step emitting a crisp crunch, a crisp chill rising through him—the taste of ice and snow piercing heart and lungs, filling him with a sense of purified stillness.

At that moment, a figure flew onto the Feather Peak—a woman in yellow robes.

Fang Han looked over and recognized her.

"Sister Long has come."

The newcomer was none other than Long Xuan, newly appointed true disciple of the Yuhua Sect.