Looking at the person who descended from the sky, Fang Han's face turned cold as he stared at him without blinking.
"Who are you? Are you in cahoots with them? Are you going to attack Ascension Sect?"
Fang Han's voice was cold as he tried to recall the identity of the person who had just arrived. However, after careful consideration, he still could not recall any useful information.
After all, there were too many sects in the Heaven Realm, and thousands of Holy Sons had entered this place. Fang Han only remembered the Holy Sons of some powerful sects that were difficult to deal with. As for those small sects that he thought were mediocre, he did not pay much attention to them.
"I'm Cheng Hao from Heavenly Sound Sect. Greetings, my friends!" Cheng Hao smiled and nodded at Fang Han and Sun Shihua.
"Heavenly Sound Sect?" Fang Han frowned and turned to look at Sun Shihua. "Senior Brother Sun, is there such a sect among the sects participating in this trial?"
"I think so. However, this sect has always kept a low profile and does not have many capable Saints. Therefore, in the information we gathered this time, we ignored such a small sect!"
Sun Shihua's face turned ugly. He felt that he had been too careless in gathering information. He could not judge the strength of Cheng Hao, but no matter what, he was definitely much stronger than the Saints who had been killed by the two of them!
"Cheng Hao, Ascension Sect and Heavenly Sound Sect have never crossed paths. Why? Are you going to become enemies with us because of these people?" Fang Han went straight to the point. Since trouble had come, it was up to the other party to decide whether to fight or make peace!
"Hehe, my friend, you must be joking. I only said that these people were fated with me. I did not say that I would protect them!"
As he spoke, Cheng Hao imitated Fang Han's actions. He opened his mouth and inhaled. In an instant, more than ten Saints whose bodies had been destroyed by Fang Han and whose Primordial Spirits were imprisoned in the void turned into streaks of flowing light and were swallowed by him.
Gulp!
Cheng Hao didn't even need to chew. He swallowed over ten primordial spirits in a row. Cheng Hao didn't even need to refine them. The divine spirits in his meridians automatically cast a spell and devoured all the primordial spirits.
"Sir, I was the one who killed these people. Aren't you being too arrogant by devouring them in front of me?"
Fang Han's expression was cold, but there was a hint of fear in his eyes. With so many Saints' Primordial Spirits, even he would need some time to refine them. On the other hand, the Saint of the Heavenly Sound Sect, Cheng Hao, had devoured it directly. He didn't even need to refine it. Clearly, the strength of the person who had come was absolutely terrifying!
"Fellow Daoist, you must be joking. The fact that these people were able to enter my stomach shows that they are indeed fated with me. This is the will of the heavens, and it can't be forced!" Cheng Hao laughed and looked at Fang Han with interest. He wanted to see what this cruel protagonist would do.
"Heaven's will? Then it's also the will of the heavens for me to kill you! "
Fang Han snorted. Although the person who had come was strong, he wasn't afraid. He flew up and punched out. A huge mysterious book appeared above his head. Then, it turned into a dazzling divine light and surrounded his body. Rolling divine power condensed on his fist.
"Epochal Mystical Fist, die!"
Fang Han's expression was ferocious. He used his killing move right away. The Epochal Mystical Fist was the strongest Super Power that he could use as Feng Yuan. With one punch, he could unleash 14 times his current cultivation level. With his current cultivation level at the peak of the Ancestral Immortal realm, even an ordinary Virtual Immortal wouldn't be able to withstand his punch when he unleashed 14 times his combat strength.
"Not a bad Super Power!"
Cheng Hao smiled and opened his palm to welcome Fang Han's terrifying punch. With a gentle wave, he swatted Fang Han away as if he was swatting a fly.
Cheng Hao's current strength was comparable to that of a Heavenly Lord. His physical body alone was at the Fourth Level. His physical strength alone was enough to fight against a Peerless Immortal. Fang Han's current combat strength was far from being a match for him!
"How can this be? How can you be so strong?" Fang Han was shocked. He couldn't be sure how strong his opponent was, but he was sure that this person was no weaker than the Celestial Court's Saints before the trial began!
"It's impolite not to reciprocate. Since you've punched me, why don't you take one of my punches?"
Cheng Hao chuckled. He didn't seem to make any special movements. He just casually raised his hand and punched out. In an instant, the sky lost its color, and the sun and moon lost their light. Countless large cracks in the void were torn apart by this pressure. A terrifying dark golden fist light tore through the sky and blasted out.
"Oh no!"
Fang Han roared. The Wings of Freedom opened behind him and he took a mysterious step, trying to dodge the fist that could easily tear the sky apart.
However, the terrifying fist light had a will of its own and had completely locked onto him. Fang Han flapped the Wings of Freedom behind him to dodge, but he couldn't escape at all. Fang Han had no choice but to roar. The Eight Sectioned Stupa appeared above his head. Streaks of primordial Ancestral Dragon power descended from the sky, and the heaven and earth yuan qi transformed into runes that looked like dragon scales.
"The Eight Sectioned Stupa is a good treasure. Unfortunately, it hasn't matured yet!"
Cheng Hao's lips curled up slightly. The Eight Sectioned Stupa had great potential. If it matured in the future, it would definitely become a Fifth Level Ultimate Treasure. However, Fang Han was still very weak at the moment. This treasure hadn't even reached the Fourth Level. There was no way he could unleash its terrifying power!
Bam!
The dark golden fist radiance swept through the world. Amidst the rolling thunder, the heavens and the earth paused. Fang Han felt his vision darken. When he opened his eyes again, he found that his Eight Sectioned Stupa had completely shattered. Pieces of dim light floated in the air like broken fences and walls. It looked very miserable and withered.
Fang Han was at a loss. The Eight Sectioned Stupa was a treasure that he had painstakingly forged. With this treasure, he had defeated countless enemies. However, today, this treasure had shattered right in front of his eyes.
Fang Han's heart was bleeding, but he didn't dare to make a move. He knew very well that even if he revealed his identity today and used the Divine Punch of Trayastrimsa Days to increase his combat strength by 33 times, he would still be no match for the person in front of him. This person's strength had definitely reached the level of a Divine Immortal. Even among the Divine Immortals, he was definitely the strongest!
"You punched me, and I punched you back. We're even now!"
Looking at the pieces of the Eight Sectioned Stupa floating in the air, Cheng Hao chuckled. His punch had completely destroyed the spiritual nature of this treasure. Even if Fang Han wanted to refine it again in the future, he would have to start from scratch.
Fang Han's expression was gloomy. He didn't speak. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation. At this moment, he suddenly recalled the scene when he had just embarked on the path of cultivation and met his Eldest Senior Brother, Hua Tiandu, in the Ascension Sect of the Mortal World.
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