Chapter 243: The Overconfident Fang Han, the Void Tunnel, the World Within the Ten Realms Rift

Not enough. I haven't killed enough. My strength isn't strong enough!

Fang Han continuously slaughtered beasts within the Beast Forest, his eyes faintly tinged with blood, as if he had fallen into qi deviation.

Jun Xiaoyao loomed like a great mountain, pressing against his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.

Jun Ying'er had become like Jun Xiaoyao's personal servant, staying by his side every day.

Anyone could see the intense adoration in Jun Ying'er's eyes, like a lovesick girl, desperate to throw herself at Jun Xiaoyao.

This was unbearable for Fang Han.

He could not tolerate the woman he loved becoming Jun Xiaoyao's devoted lapdog.

Furious jealousy spread like wildfire in his heart.

Only this slaughter could give him a moment's relief.

The Sacrificial Divine Edict continuously absorbed the blood and flesh energy of the beasts, strengthening Fang Han's cultivation.

But this enhancement, against a powerhouse like Jun Xiaoyao, was like trying to quench a fire with a cup of water.

"Not enough, still not enough! Damn it! Even with the Sacrificial Divine Edict, I have no idea how many years it will take to catch up to Jun Xiaoyao!"

Fang Han let out a furious roar and slammed a fist hard into an ancient tree.

He wanted to surpass Jun Xiaoyao. He wanted to reach the Immortal Realm. He wanted Jun Ying'er's favor!

At that moment, a spatial fluctuation suddenly emerged from deep within a valley ahead.

Fang Han's spirit stirred, and he shot forward.

Then his face twisted in shock.

For deep in the valley lay a spatial fissure, roughly one person's height.

The pitch-black fissure led nowhere discernible.

Yet from within it, a dense stream of spiritual energy drifted out, making every pore of one's body feel as if it had opened in relief.

"This is…" Fang Han's spirit trembled violently, then his eyes lit up with excitement.

He had once vaguely heard his father, the Great Yin Emperor, speak of it.

The Ten Realms Rift's opportunity was about to open, and all the prodigies were scrambling to get inside.

But not everyone had the qualification to enter.

And now, this spatial fissure—without doubt—was one of the entrances to the Ten Realms Rift.

"Hah! I, Fang Han, am truly favored by heaven and earth's fortune! Even such a great opportunity opens its gates for me!"

Fang Han threw back his head and laughed, sweeping away his former gloom and despair, his entire being radiant as if revived.

What did it matter how powerful Jun Xiaoyao was? He was from the Immortal Realm, not protected by the lower realm's heavens.

But I, Fang Han, am the true celestial protagonist of the lower realm—one of the Ten Rebellious Sons.

"Jun Xiaoyao, when I enter the Ten Realms Rift and claim its opportunity, I will prove to Jun Ying'er that I am stronger than you!" Fang Han's gaze blazed with resolve as he stepped unhesitatingly into the spatial fissure.

Not just Fang Han.

Across the entire Ten Realms Continent, such spatial fissure entrances appeared here and there.

On the other side, Li Daoxuan, as the strongest of the Ten Rebellious Sons, didn't even need to search.

The entrance to the Ten Realms Rift appeared directly before him.

A faint trace of pride flickered in Li Daoxuan's eyes.

This was his uniqueness—even among the Ten Rebellious Sons, he stood out most.

Yet Ji Qingyi merely nodded lightly, then glided forward with delicate steps into the rift.

Sensing Ji Qingyi's cool, indifferent attitude, Li Daoxuan's eyes darkened slightly.

As the celestial protagonist of the Chaos Continent and the strongest Rebellious Son, his ambitions far surpassed those of other Rebellious Sons.

Ji Qingyi—he would conquer her.

The Immortal Realm—he would reach it.

"When I gather the Ten Realms' primordial essence and become the Rebellious King, even Ji Qingyi will bow before me!" Li Daoxuan narrowed his eyes and stepped into the Ten Realms Rift entrance.

On another front, Little Demon Immortal and Wangchuan also found an entrance and entered.

Yang Pan and Fa Hai had each recruited a group of prodigies with considerable fortune from the lower realm.

Though they couldn't match the Ten Rebellious Sons, they were still formidable—some even capable of clashing with young prodigies from the Immortal Realm.

Of course, some prodigies from the Immortal Realm or the lower realm, due to accidents or certain opportunities, also found entrances to the Ten Realms Rift.

In short, the very top tier of prodigies from the lower realm had all entered the Ten Realms Rift, embarking on the final struggle for opportunity.

…

Within the dark, profound void tunnel, Jun Xiaoyao and the others were darting forward.

"Is this a spatial fissure? Why is it so long?" Jiang Luoli asked in confusion.

Logically, entering a spatial fissure should quickly bring one to the destination.

Yet now, they were still darting through the void tunnel.

"This is likely another trial," Jun Xiaoyao said, his gaze deep.

At that moment, he suddenly halted, gestured with a hand, and unleashed magic power to yank Jiang Luoli and the other three aside.

BOOM!

The space where they had just stood collapsed with a thunderous roar, forming a pitch-black abyss.

"That was too close—I almost fell in," Jiang Luoli patted her chest, heart still pounding.

Yi Yu and Yan Qingying also broke into cold sweat.

Neither of them had sensed anything.

Had Jun Xiaoyao not pulled them aside, the consequences would have been unthinkable.

"Stay alert. Just this void tunnel alone will claim lives," Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.

He himself didn't need to worry.

His powerful soul force granted him exceptional perception, allowing him to avoid danger before it struck.

Thus, they passed through the void tunnel with only narrow escapes.

But other prodigies weren't so lucky.

Prodigies kept dying within the void tunnel.

Swallowed by void wormholes, torn apart by void storms.

To gain opportunity, one must gamble with one's life.

Finally, Jun Xiaoyao and his three companions saw light ahead in the dark tunnel.

As they emerged, even Jun Xiaoyao was momentarily stunned.

This was an ancient land—mountains and rivers, ancient tombs, boundless wastelands, vast rivers.

At first glance, it seemed no different from the outside world.

But upon closer inspection, one noticed the trees in the mountains towered impossibly high.

Ordinary humans stood before these ancient trees like ants.

And the tremors echoing from the mountains, along with the colossal shadowy beasts, gave the impression of entering a land of giants.

"Why do I feel so tiny?"

This feeling was deeply unpleasant for Jiang Luoli.

She was already petite, and now she felt even smaller.

"It's not that we've shrunk. Feel the spiritual energy," Jun Xiaoyao explained.

Jiang Luoli and the others sensed carefully, their faces filled with astonishment.

"So dense… even the Immortal Realm's spiritual energy can't compare," Yi Yu exclaimed.

"The Ten Realms Rift gathers spiritual energy from all ten realms—such an environment is natural. Nourished by this energy, the ancient trees and beasts here grow unusually large," Jun Xiaoyao said.

But at the same time, the beasts within the Ten Realms Rift would also be far more ferocious.

And every perilous zone would brim with danger.

Various dangerous places will also be filled with peril.

As Jun Xiaoyao and the others surveyed this realm, a giant centipede, a hundred zhang long, surged from a lush forest and lunged at Jun Xiaoyao with its sharp mandibles.

As Jun Xiaoyao and the others were assessing this realm,

A hundred-zhang-long giant centipede surged into the air from a lush forest, its sharp mandibles striking toward Jun Xiaoyao!