Chapter 796: Fang Han

In the chaotic embryonic mass, a speck of flesh the size of a fist weighed as much as an ancient divine mountain.

This was not exaggeration—it was true.

Of the four who had come to the chaotic embryonic mass, only Fang Yu and Fang Qingxue could effortlessly seize a piece of flesh; Fang Han and Feng Yaoguang could not lift these pieces of flesh, which were bound together and possessed extreme weight.

After the chaotic embryonic mass interacted with the surrounding flesh, seizing a single piece required more than the power of one ancient celestial dragon—at least the strength of several ancient celestial dragons was needed.

In Fang Yu's hand now was a palm-sized piece of flesh, within which countless forms constantly shifted—sometimes revealing the phantom of a qilin, sometimes the phantom of a phoenix, sometimes a kunpeng, a taotie, even divine beings and Buddhas…

Each terrifying phantom seemed to have cultivated to an extremely high realm of Longevity Secret Realm, yet had been directly seized by a single hand of an ancient being, all falling and merging into this boundless mass of flesh.

A mass of flesh, endless phantoms, and within the phantoms, an unbreakable will that resisted all refinement.

Even when Fang Yu attempted to refine it, the phantoms within the flesh roared—as if ancient beings had awakened—and launched the most terrifying mental assault upon Fang Yu.

But he was what he was now; with a mere flick of mental severance, he shattered all mental attacks.

Then, Fang Yu sat in the empty void here, using the many Great Dao techniques he had cultivated to refine this flesh.

The Three Thousand Great Daos—Great Five Elements Art: this was Fang Yu's strongest Great Dao technique. As five divine lights flowed, ten Emperor forms appeared within the light; around each Emperor, countless sacred beasts and divine beasts' phantoms circled, bowing to the ten Emperor forms and refining the chaotic embryonic flesh together.

His Great Five Elements Art's Crimson Emperor Fire Emperor Qi had long surpassed the Immortal Body realm; he had obtained the Fire Crystal True Seed from a fallen World King of the Kan Li Great World, and the fire of the Shrouding Heaven Realm's Fire Domain. With his realm's advancement, its power had become boundless.

This divine fire manifested within the chaotic embryonic mass as a purifying flame that burned all things, aiming to completely refine this palm-sized piece of flesh.

Simultaneously, the other four supreme techniques of the Great Five Elements Art—Black Emperor Water Emperor Fist, White Emperor Gold Emperor Slash, Yellow Emperor Earth Emperor Dao, and Green Emperor Wood Emperor Skill—also unleashed their power; the Five Elements cycled endlessly, forming a loop that hammered toward the flesh for refinement.

If Fang Yu had unleashed this Great Five Elements Art outside, even a tiny star in the outer realms would be instantly refined; his Great Five Elements Art now truly possessed the power to destroy heavens, earth, and stars—but before this tiny piece of flesh in the chaotic embryonic mass, it still could not refine it.

Fang Yu felt it was not that the Great Five Elements Art was weak, but that within the chaotic embryonic mass lay an immensely powerful will—terrible, formidable, beyond his comprehension. As long as this will existed, even a mere scrap of paper would instantly become unbreakable, invincible, impervious to destruction by anyone.

"Three Thousand Great Daos—Great Chaos Art."

While the divine light of the Great Five Elements Art still flowed through the void, refining the flesh, Fang Yu reached out with a single hand; rolling chaos energy, chaos thunder, chaos vortices, chaos swords, chaos rivers, chaos knives, spears… countless forces of chaos surged forth, launching another terrifying refinement upon the flesh.

At this moment, infinite chaos energy erupted in the void; any single supreme technique flowing forth could alter a cultivator's entire life—even an ordinary cultivator who cultivated the Great Chaos Vortex could ascend to an extremely high realm.

The Three Thousand Great Daos—Great Chaos Art—was undoubtedly a miraculous physique: absorbing chaos energy, refining it for one's own use, cultivating a chaos body and chaos Primordial Spirit, its offensive and defensive power was beyond what countless cultivators could withstand.

In some worlds, this was called the Chaos Physique.

For a Chaos Physique to attain the Dao was as easy as turning over one's hand.

Now that Fang Yu had unleashed the Great Chaos Art, its chaos divine might surged violently within the flesh—but still could not overcome it.

Will.

Still will that blocked him.

Pure flesh would be shattered by the Great Chaos Art, but countless pieces of flesh, bound together by will, could no longer be broken by mere Dao techniques.

Two Great Dao techniques could not pierce this flesh—evidencing the strength of the will within. Fang Yu's intent shifted again, and he refined another Great Dao technique.

Three Thousand Great Daos—Great Calamity Art.

Black Sun Wind Calamity, Great Sun Fire Calamity, Doomsday Heavenly Calamity.

Three Calamities, Nine Trials—supreme calamities.

When the Great Calamity Art descended into the void, Feng Yaoguang was stunned.

"That… is the Great Calamity Art—the sect's ultimate divine technique of the Taiyi Sect! Senior Brother Fang Yu can use it too? What did Senior Brother Fang Yu do in his past?"

On Feng Yaoguang's face appeared shock, then excitement; when she had still been in Yuhua Sect, the Taiyi Sect had acted as if heaven was first and they were second—no, heaven was first, and they were heaven itself, looking down on everyone. Now even their own sect's Great Dao technique had leaked out.

Served them right.

"But this flesh… is simply too powerful. Fang Yu Senior Brother has already used several Great Dao techniques, all renowned throughout the heavens—was that the Five Emperor Demonic Art? Fang Yu Senior Brother can use that too? Did he obtain the Huangquanmo Sect's inheritance? That doesn't seem right—if he had obtained Huangquanmo Sect's inheritance, Feng Baiyu would never have made him First Fuzhang."

Feng Yaoguang pondered, deeply astonished.

She was the reincarnation of the Tianhuang Mirror's spirit; she had heard of the famed Five Emperor Demonic Art, and now seeing Fang Yu wield it, her heart was filled with surprise.

Moreover, she had seen Fang Yu Senior Brother wield the Great Chaos Art from the Three Thousand Great Daos—a technique renowned throughout the myriad worlds, yet rarely cultivated; once perfected, it was virtually invulnerable to all methods.

And the Great Calamity Art—the Taiyi Sect's ultimate divine technique. Because of the Great Calamity Art, the Taiyi Sect had become arrogant, aspiring to rival heaven and control heavenly punishment.

Yet now, even the Great Calamity Art had fallen into Fang Yu Senior Brother's hands—and seemingly perfected to its utmost. It was inconceivable: each of the Three Calamities, Nine Trials required centuries, even millennia to cultivate. When she was still in Yuhua Sect, the Taiyi Sect's First True Disciple, Yan Shuiyi, spent nearly a thousand years cultivating the Doomsday Heavenly Calamity before finally succeeding, becoming famous throughout the world.

But how many years had Fang Yu Senior Brother cultivated? In just a few short years, he had mastered so many Great Dao techniques, each perfected to its utmost—how was this possible?

Feng Yaoguang was stunned, while Fang Yu continued attempting to refine the flesh. To this day, he had unleashed nearly all the Great Dao techniques he had cultivated: Great Five Elements Art, Great Chaos Art, Great Star Art, Great Calamity Art, Great Yin-Yang Art—even techniques like Great Inversion Art, Great Entanglement Art, Great Severing Art, Great Sealing Art—all had been tried, yet none had succeeded.

Each piece of flesh contained a fierce will—an unbreakable will—that no cultivator at Fang Yu's realm could refine.

"Will. Will. Refining will with will? This seems difficult—but perhaps I can try."

Fang Yu sat cross-legged, continuing to refine the flesh.

As for Feng Yaoguang and Fang Han, they were equally powerless before this flesh.

But Fang Qingxue, sensing the flesh's aura, stirred her intent and extended a single finger.

"With the aura of Destiny, purify all."

Her lifespan burned once more. Having ascended to the Immortal Body realm, Fang Qingxue possessed hundreds of thousands of years of lifespan and had no fear of waste; in an instant, decades of her lifespan burned away, flowing into the flesh and instantly crushing the invincible aura within.

All will vanished; only pure aura remained.

Then she reached out and seized it; much of the flesh entered her body, while part drifted toward Fang Yu.

Fang Yu did not hesitate—he absorbed it immediately. Instantly, he felt that without the powerful will, the flesh was profoundly wondrous; once absorbed, it became a warm flow, merging with his primordial Qi essence.

Then he sensed that, in the depths of the cosmos, his lifespan slowly increased—even this portion of flesh essence granted him sixty years of lifespan.

Correct.

Sixty years of lifespan.

Increasing lifespan was this simple: refine this flesh, and lifespan increases.

"Yu, this is a treasure land. I just burned a hundred years of lifespan, but after refining this flesh, I gained five hundred years. My strength also increased by thirty million units of Xuanhuang Horse power."

Fang Qingxue stood nearby, her face wearing a faint smile after swallowing and refining the flesh.

"What kind of treasure land is this? Can something this good even exist?"

Fang Han and Feng Yaoguang were utterly stunned.

Fang Qingxue could actually burn her lifespan to assimilate the flesh here; assimilating a lump of flesh consumed a hundred years of lifespan, but after absorbing it, her lifespan increased by six hundred years—meaning this lump of flesh was as mysterious as a Heaven-Class elixir, and its enhancement of power far surpassed that of a Heaven-Class elixir.

One lump of flesh increased her power by thirty million units of Xuanhuang Horse power!

In the outside world, this would be unimaginable.

If this flesh could be widely distributed, the strength of the Yuhua Sect would grow to an unknown level.

You have to understand, the flesh and blood here is truly inexhaustible.

As long as every disciple of the Yuhua Sect could obtain such a piece of flesh, they would gain six hundred years of lifespan and tens of millions of units of Xuanhuang Horse power?

What exactly is this flesh?

As they pondered, Fang Qingxue used Minor Destiny Art again to burn her lifespan—this time she burned a thousand years directly; wherever her finger pointed, the flesh rose up, and its fierce will was instantly obliterated.

A large piece of flesh rose, transforming into streams of bloodlight, splitting into four parts that landed before the four of them.

Fang Qingxue, Fang Yu, and Fang Han received the majority; Feng Yaoguang also received a portion.

Everyone felt the flesh before them; now devoid of that terrifying will, a fragrant aroma rose from it, and without hesitation, each one immediately assimilated it.

Instantly, each felt their lifespan and power surge dramatically.

"So much essence from the flesh."

Fang Yu felt the flesh enter his body and fully perceived what it contained.

Some flesh was Dragon flesh, some Phoenix flesh, some Kunpeng flesh, some Taotie flesh, some Qilin flesh, some Pixiu flesh, some Yazi flesh…

Flesh from legendary and unnamed ancient divine beasts and sacred beasts was all here—at least a thousand varieties.

That meant, by assimilating this single mouthful of flesh, Fang Yu had effectively devoured a thousand famed sacred beasts and divine beasts—this feat far surpassed the power of Little Dot, who feasted in the Perfect World.

Little Dot probably hadn't eaten Kunpeng flesh, nor Qilin flesh—he hadn't eaten Dragon flesh either…

At this moment, much of the flesh was transformed by Minor Destiny Art, entering the bodies of all, entering the Eight-Part Pagoda, entering the Lei Di's Edict—each person's power and lifespan surged dramatically.

This was truly a feast.

Fang Yu's Eight-Part Pagoda's power was also clearly rising; each spirit of the low-grade magic treasure, after absorbing the blood of the Chaotic Primordial Embryo, advanced rapidly—when they breathed, massive dragons coiled and surged upon their artifact's body, unstoppable, radiating the aura of ten thousand dragons paying homage.

In the blink of an eye, the Eight-Part Pagoda's power surged from its original thirty units of Ancient Heavenly Dragon power to thirty-five, then quickly to thirty-eight.

Could this still be called a low-grade magic treasure?

It utterly surpassed worldly imagination.

Boom—

At that moment, Fang Han unleashed countless punches into the lofty void; after striking many times, the Xianjiezhi Sect gate opened, and torrents of Xianjiezhi Sect Qi seeped in.

Fang Han had, at this very moment, broken through into the Longevity Secret Realm.

His reserves had already been sufficient, and he had planned to refine himself further—but now his reserves had reached the point where he must break through, so he no longer held back and broke through the realm directly.