Invasion of the Heavens from Eternal Life

Chapter 165: The Key to the God of Desolation

Although the gate of Tianwu Zhenku can stop powerful people in the Hundong and even Xuxian realms, it is nothing to Fang Han. He pushes it open lightly.

At this moment, the first thing that caught their eyes was a desolate palace with a stone platform in the center. It seemed to be the altar used by the ancient witch gods to worship heaven and earth. There was a large square seal on it, with countless ancient and desolate auras on it, as if carrying the suffering of the people.

It is engraved with dragon and phoenix patterns, just like the jade seal of a secular emperor.

"The Great Seal of Common People!"

Fang Han's eyes lit up and he took it in his hand.

This precious seal was the jade seal of the Jidao Emperor, who ruled over humanity in the ancient Wuji World. It was an extremely powerful, high-grade, and top-grade Daoist artifact. Later, a great war broke out between the Wuji World and the Posa World, severely damaging the Wuji World and causing the Jidao Emperor to disappear. The seal was then obtained by a powerful member of the Qingqiu Fox Clan, one of the Jidao Emperor's concubines.

It's worth noting that the Great Emperor Jidao once commanded a vast world, his cultivation rivaling that of the Three Sovereigns of the Ancient Era. The Great Seal of Common People was once an immortal artifact, but it suffered a catastrophe and was degraded, becoming a supreme Dao artifact. As for the Great Seal of Common People's spirit, it had secretly slipped out during this weakening of the space-time tide and reincarnated as a human.

"Jiejie! Jiejie!"

At this moment, a sinister laugh came from the Seal of the Common People.

Suddenly, a figure emerged from the Great Seal of Common Life. Clad in bronze armor that looked as if it had been carved by a sword or an axe, it resembled a god from the prehistoric world. It charged directly at Fang Han. Even a true Realm King would have struggled to defend against such a close encounter.

"Master, be careful! This man is the King of the Wilderness God, the king of our Wilderness God clan!"

At this moment, the spirit of the Great Wilderness Ancient Furnace spoke.

The God of Wilderness was a puppet created by the Immortal Venerable Panwu using the corpses of countless gods he killed during the great calamity of the gods. It was placed in the Temple of the God of Wilderness in the Tianwu Treasury.

This wild god has reached the seventh level of the realm of the king of the secret realm of immortality. The power of the world is faintly emanating from his body. It seems that he has been living in the seal of the common people for a long time and is about to occupy it and become the spirit of the seal of the common people.

"How dare a mere King Kai launch a sneak attack!"

As Fang Han looked at him like a clown, the King of the Wilderness felt as if an endless mountain of gods was pressing down on him. His memories were being read, and his body was directly shattered into pieces, disappearing into thin air.

This is just a clone.

From the memory of this wild god, Fang Han unexpectedly obtained the method of practicing the "Great Puppetry Technique", one of the three thousand great ways.

"Who! Who ruined my plan! My clone was almost able to refine the Great Seal of Common Life! Damn it!!!"

In the Temple of the God of Wilderness, the God King of Wilderness looked tyrannical and cruel, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.

At this moment, many powerful beings also appeared in the Hall of Common People, wandering in the distance and not daring to move forward.

This handsome and majestic young man was too powerful and easily subdued the strange existence in the Seal of the Common People. Unless a figure of the level of Xuxian or Zhenxian took action, it would be impossible for him to be his opponent.

However, wealth and honor are achieved through risk. The Seal of the Common People is the most precious treasure of the Wuji World. It can connect to the origin of the Wuji World. How could the masters of these big worlds let it go?

"Attack! Kill!"

"Great Star Technique!"

"Great Darkness!"

"Great Illusion!"

"Great Soul Art".
At this moment, the masters from many other worlds such as the Wuji World, the Dark World, the Soul World, etc. who were wandering outside all attacked together. The masters from these worlds were so strong that they had even reached the realm of mixed caves. They used the Three Thousand Great Daos and their own top-grade Taoist weapons to attack Fang Han.

"A trifle~"

Fang Han's expression remained unchanged. These powerful men who had taken action only felt that time and space were solidified, and their memories were also extracted. Their faces suddenly turned pale, and the next moment, their bodies disappeared silently.

"Uncle Fang Han, you are so awesome!"

Seeing Fang Han kill these attacking strong men effortlessly, the Thunder Fairy Chan Nannan couldn't help but admire him.

Even Fang Qingxue was surprised. It was incredible that the other party had reached such a level of cultivation in just one year.

"Maybe Fang Han also got some immortal treasure!" Fang Qingxue guessed.

Only this speculation can explain why his cultivation level has increased so terrifyingly.

In the memory of the clone of the God of Wilderness, Fang Han also knew the location of the God of Wilderness Temple.

The key to the wild god is among them.

The Key of the God of Desolation was forged by the Immortal Panwu from a section of the World Tree's trunk. It is the central hub of the Panwu Vault, and only by obtaining it can one truly control the Panwu Vault. It's worth noting that the Key of the God of Desolation has seven levels, each containing a different treasure.

In the center of the Temple of the God of Wilderness, there is a gray mirror, which reflects the scenes of the various halls in the Tianwu Treasury.

At this moment, the King of the Wilderness had a vague sense of foreboding.

He is the king of all the gods of the wilderness. He is restricted by the "Great Puppetry Technique" and cannot leave the Temple of the God of the Wilderness.

The Desolate God Temple was a hall carved with images of the God of War. At that moment, a thunderous cannonball launched from afar, crashing down upon the main gate. As if sensing danger, the phantoms of the God of War suddenly appeared above the Desolate God Temple, vaguely converging into solid form in the void. It was an ancient battlefield, a world of war gods, where countless war gods charged.

"Intruder, die!"

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The sound of war drums resounded for thousands of miles, and war gods, riding on dragon horses, brandished weapons and rushed towards the thunder cannon.

Any breath of these war gods is enough to shake the strong men in the third level of the Longevity Cave Heaven Realm. There are so many of them, thousands of them, that even the Realm Kings and the Chaos Cave strong men would be terrified.

"Thunder Explodes~"

A childish voice sounded, and the thunder cannon began to explode, directly smashing the world of the God of War. The entire Wilderness Temple also made a "cracking" sound and became a little dim.

In the distant void, a hundred-mile-long sky boat gradually approached.

"Brother Fang Han, now you know how powerful I am!" said the Thunder Fairy with two pigtails on the Boat of Fortune, as if asking for credit.

"Not bad! Nannan is very good~"

Fang Han nodded.

As expected of an ancient supreme Taoist weapon, the completely violent might of this Thunder City is comparable to that of a powerful virtual immortal.

"Hee hee~"

Hearing Fang Han's approval, the Thunder Fairy Chan Nannan was very happy.

Fang Qingxue couldn't help but laugh. She didn't expect that her "daughter" actually liked Fang Han so much.

"The God of Wilderness has returned! Die!!!"

Just as the gates swung open, the Desolate God King and the eighty Desolate Gods behind him, a total of ninety-nine eighty-one Desolate Gods, attacked Fang Han simultaneously. Pan Wu Xianzun had previously captured eighty-one powerful Divine Emperors and refined them into puppets. The most powerful of these, the Desolate God King, had reached the pinnacle of Realm King cultivation. Born into the divine race, he was powerful enough to fight against the mighty Chaos Cave.

Eighty-one wild gods each appeared on a dark golden seat, and all their strength gathered on the Wild God King. After receiving these powers, a huge black hole could be vaguely seen spinning at high speed above the Wild God King's fist. His strength had even reached the ninth level of the Immortal Realm of Longevity. Even a star would easily explode under this punch.

"Fearless resistance!~"

Fang Han had an indifferent expression. A chaotic particle from the other side turned into a thousand-foot-long nine-clawed chaotic dragon and flew out, swallowing up the Wilderness God King and other wild gods in one gulp. Then it turned back into particles and returned to Fang Han's body. The Wilderness God King and many other wild gods inside were completely devoured of their souls, memories, and flesh and blood under the devouring laws of the chaotic realm.

There are 129.6 trillion other-side chaos realms around him, and this one other-side chaos particle is just one of the 129.6 trillion of his power.

After killing many wild gods, Fang Han turned his gaze to a bronze mirror in the center of the hall.

This bronze mirror seemed extremely ancient. Fang Han could vaguely see the shape of a key inside it.

This bronze mirror seems to be able to absorb all power.

"Great Desolate Ancient Furnace, activate the core, and control the key to the Desolate God!"

Fang Han shouted, and then he threw the Great Wilderness Ancient Furnace directly onto the bronze mirror. A ripple appeared on the mirror surface, and immediately swallowed the ancient furnace.

Then, the bronze mirror began to tremble. At this moment, the shadow of a bronze mirror emerged in Fang Han's mind, and the Key of the God of Wilderness in it was faintly visible. Fang Han could vaguely sense the connection between himself and the Key of the God of Wilderness. His mind moved slightly, and endless pure yang power entered the World Tree and began to transform many elixirs. In a moment, it transformed nearly 100 trillion pure yang elixirs.

He stretched out his hand and the bronze mirror fell into Fang Han's palm.

This bronze mirror is no ordinary object; it is a sacred treasure of the ancient world of witchcraft. Its essence is a witchcraft treasure left behind from the destruction of heaven and earth in the previous cosmic era, capable of absorbing all sorcerous power. The space within the Ancestral Witch Mirror was created by the Immortal Panwu to house the Key to the God of Desolation.

The Desolate God Key, hundreds of thousands of miles across, was forged from a single, heaven-reaching sacred tree. Emblazoned with ageless, ancient patterns, it radiated the power of the Great Origin Art, faintly echoing Fang Han's World Tree. Fang Han possessed the World Tree, the Great Origin Art, and Pan Wu's True Blood, so in a flash, he refined this supreme treasure, capable of connecting him to the immortal realm.

This treasure refined by the Immortal Master Panwu made him successful from then on.

"Qingxue, I have some Pure Yang Pills here. They won't be of much use to me, so I'll give them to you!"

Fang Han flipped his hand, and suddenly another piece of pure yang energy condensed into a pill, placed it in the space of a top-grade Taoist weapon, and handed it to Fang Qingxue.

He can now easily refine top-grade Taoist weapons, and this top-grade Taoist weapon contains one hundred trillion Pure Yang Pills.

"Fang Han, this is too much~"

Fang Qingxue shook her head and refused.

"Qingxue, the little destiny technique you gave me is simply the supreme method. These Pure Yang Pills are nothing. When we ascend to heaven in the future, we can get more Pure Yang Pills, or more advanced pills. Now that the great calamity of the gods is about to come, we need to become as strong as possible in order to survive the calamity." Fang Han said.

A small destiny technique is a branch of the great destiny technique that ranks first among the Three Thousand Great Daos. Its value is simply incomparable, and it is more than enough even for an Immortal King.

"Oh well!"

Fang Qingxue stared at Fang Han with her beautiful eyes.

At this moment, her feelings towards Fang Han were somewhat complicated.

Perhaps there is an inexplicable joy in my heart.

"Fang Han, you little beast, I didn't expect you to come here. Hand over the Taoist Hun Tian and his men, as well as the Key to the God of Desolation, and I might spare your life! Otherwise, you and the Hall of Eternal Life you founded will be completely destroyed."

At this moment, a figure appeared. This person was dressed in imperial robes, with an immortal appearance. He looked at Fang Han with a gloomy expression.

There is an inexplicable mysterious law flowing in this person.

There is a beam of light above the head, connecting to a mysterious and bizarre world.

In this world, a faint glint of precious light can be seen, magical treasures are everywhere, and everywhere is filled with rare treasures in the Three Thousand Worlds. If someone is knowledgeable, they will know that this world is the fairyland!

At this moment, it seems that it can ascend to the fairyland at any time.

"Fang Han, this person is Tai Huangtian, the founder of Taiyi Sect, Linglong Immortal Venerable's former master, and he is also the master of Huntian Taoist Priest!"

Yan said, his expression solemn.

Today's descendant of Emperor Huangquan has an irreconcilable feud with Taihuangtian.

"It doesn't matter."

Fang Han's expression remained unchanged as he stared at the celestial laws on Taihuangtian's body. If he could plunder them and comprehend the secrets of the celestial laws, perhaps the 129.6 trillion other-shore particles in his body would have a chance to be promoted to the level of celestial immortals.

There were two other people beside Taihuangtian, one with a stern and resolute face, the other with a slightly plump figure and a warm face. Both were in the realm of Void Immortal.

From the memories of Huntian Daoren and others, Fang Han knew that the two men were named Taixutian and Taihetian respectively, both of whom were old antique-level figures of the Taiyi Sect.

"Tai Huangtian, do you think you can do whatever you want just because you've reached the level of a celestial being? What a joke! Your plan to trap Feng Baiyu and the Three Saints of Yuhua and to destroy the Yuhua Sect's top brass seems to have failed."

Fang Han sneered.

Feng Baiyu is a man of unfathomable depth. He is the reincarnation of Shakya Tianjun, the first brother of the Buddha of the Worldly Freedom King, who reached the realm of the Immortal King in the Buddhist world. Before his reincarnation, Shakya Tianjun had sealed within him the spirit of the second Holy King of the Protoss, the Holy King of the End, who had reached the realm of the Ten Epochs.

Feng Baiyu may have now communicated with the spirit of the Holy King of the End and learned his unique skill "Twilight of the Gods".

"Little beast, it seems I can't let you go today!"

When his weakness was exposed, Taihuangtian became furious and attacked Fang Han directly.

As for Fang Han, although Taihuangtian had broken through to the realm of celestial immortals with the help of the talismans from the immortal world, he still couldn't see through him. He felt awe in his heart and attacked with all his strength.

The celestial immortals, also revered as Dao Lords in many great worlds, have the complete Dao laws condensed in their bodies. Their power far exceeds that of the true immortals who have comprehended the laws of life and death in the tenth level of the Immortal Secret Realm. They are the strongest in the first level of the Immortal Secret Realm and can shock the heavens. They are true immortals and can even ascend to the immortal world anytime and anywhere.

But one saw its huge hand, covering the sky and earth, billions of time and space. The huge hand was covered with black scales, emitting the aura of the source of disaster, and the laws of the immortals lingered on the scales.

"Tai Huang Tian, ​​if you want to touch the people I protect, then it depends on whether you have the ability to do so!"

At this moment, an old voice was heard, and an old Taoist priest wearing a khaki Taoist robe and with very long eyebrows appeared in the void. He held a five-colored planet in his hand, and endless spells were brewing in it.

This old Taoist priest was none other than the Demon Lord Chiyuan whom Fang Han had once seen in the Land of Five Elements.

After more than a year of recovery and refining the many vital energies of the Five Elements Land, Demon Lord Chiyuan's cultivation has reached the realm of celestial immortals.

At this moment, Demon Lord Chiyuan narrowed his eyes and looked at Fang Han with a strange expression, but he did not expect that the kid who had just gained supernatural powers a year ago would be able to stir up endless storms and even suppress the strong men of the seventh and eighth levels of the Changsheng Secret Realm a year later. It is likely that his real combat power has reached the realm of virtual immortal.

This is simply unprecedented, unless he obtained the immortal fate left by a powerful person in the ancient times.

As for Fang Han, Demon Lord Chiyuan could not see through him, nor could he figure out where he was, which shows how mysterious he was.

(End of this chapter)