Fang Han had never ever thought that this âFang Qing Weiâ was fake, and was actually a transformed âHeavenly Devilâ. âHeavenly Devilsâ were capable of a thousand changes and ten thousand transformations, and were extremely cunning. They directly found the weak points within a personâs heart and would stealthily plan a sinister, evil way to attack these weaknesses. No wonder they were the taboo of numerous cultivators! They were even the great enemy of people within the âDevil Pathâ.
âHeavenly Devilsâ were just a stream of qi, a figment of thought which was able to transform. Only Devil King stage âHeavenly Devilsâ were able to condense into a physical body. However, even the most basic level âHeavenly Devilâs transformation into âFang Qing Weiâ wasnât something that Fang Han could see through. Only âDivine Realmâ experts, relying on their mana and extremely powerful spirits, were able to clearly differentiate between the real and imaginary.
[TL: Think the pokemon gastly]
Although his Divine Will wasnât very powerful, Yan still had mana. In the past, he had suffered great injuries. After consuming the âSky Rooster Pure Yang Ropeâ, he had already recovered to the equivalent of a first or second stage cultivator. Compared to cultivators like Jin s.h.i.+ Tai, Yan was still below them. However, Yan was extremely familiar with âHeavenly Devilsâ, and was able to sense it, allowing Yan to warn Fang Han just in time.
No wonder during every examination within this âHeavenly Devil Arenaâ so many disciples die. âHeavenly Devilsâ are actually this powerful!
A cold wind gust upon his body, the sound of laughter surrounding his ears, âdie dieâ. Fang Han hastily brought out the entire strength of his body, his spirit extremely concentrated. He struck out at the cold wind with his fist.
Boom!
The cold windâs blood and qi spilled in all directions!
An extremely cold killing intent was emanating from Fang Hanâs spirit. He dispersed the evil devilâs illusion, the rippling wind generated by his fist directly exploding the âHeavenly Devilâ. The cold wind was blown into multiple pieces, unable to possess Fang Han.
The current Fang Han, after cultivating to âG.o.dly Transformationâ, because of the strength of his flesh, was able to provide a lot of nourishment to his mind. Thus, his spirit gradually expanded. Although it couldnât materialize and turn into mana, the strength of his spirit had already become able to affect the opponentâs thoughts. For example, with just a glance at slightly weaker opponents, they would be scared s.h.i.+tless.
This was called âEye a.s.saultâ.
It showed Fang Han was ever so closer to the âDivine Realmâ.
The current Fang Hanâs fist technique mobilized his spirit, his spirit and soul becoming one. It concentrated itself at one point before exploding out, a firm Yang energy piercing forward. The âHeavenly Devilâ was naturally reduced to fragments.
But âHeavenly Devilsâ were after all âHeavenly Devilsâ. Although one punch had blown it apart, the fragments just hovered midair for a moment before they recondensed into the chilly wind. âFang Han, you are so strong! Die die, die die, however, I am shapeless, no matter how you try and kill me, you will never kill me. I will never die. You are so strong, your flesh must be very delicious. Eating you, I might transform into a âDevil Kingâ! A âDevil Kingâ, ah.â
How does the âHeavenly Devilâ know my name?
Whatever your spirit leaks, âHeavenly Devilsâ will sense it.
Conversing with Yan, Fang Han had already formulated a plan in his mind.
Whirl whirl!
Once again condensed together, the âHeavenly Devilâ turned into an incomparably sharp, fine blade. Atop the fine blade were hideous looking jagged teeth. The sword cut towards Fang Hanâs head.
Hai!
Fang Han ignored the flas.h.i.+ng light of the sharp, fine sword, striking out with his fist! He actually wanted to take it head on.
This fine sword wasnât real, and was just an illusion. If he dodged the âHeavenly Devilâs illusion of a sharp blade, then he would have fallen for the âHeavenly Devilâs mind confusing tricks.
Indeed, when going head to head, the âHeavenly Devilâ actually dodged! It avoided colliding with Fang Hanâs fist, suddenly falling before turning in a subtle arc and suddenly rus.h.i.+ng towards the sky, gently exploding forward.
Whoosh whoosh, whoosh whoosh whoosh.
It actually turned into countless âSword Rainsâ which came cras.h.i.+ng down.
Indeed, it was âSword Rainâ. Every drop was like a fine sword, and mixed with sharp âFive Goldâ type qi. A hundred thousand âSword Rainsâ seemingly were about to pierce Fang Han and turn him into a hornets nest.
ââHeavenly Devilsâ are âHeavenly Devilsâ after all, their confusing illusions are all of the same set. Do you think I will believe that this âSword Rainâ is real?â Fang Han coldly laughed, violently directing his spirit and continuously using âFire Fist Burns the Skyâ ten times towards the sharp âSword Rainâ which was cras.h.i.+ng down.
Crackle! Crackle!
At this moment, a ton of fist wind rushed to a height of a few zhang. As soon as the âSword Rainâ touched those fist winds, it immediately disappeared. At the same time, as every drop of âSword Rainâ disappeared, a blood curdling shriek could be heard.
âFirst star, âExtinguish Demons and Devilsâ. Second star, âDou Profound Theoriesâ. Third star, âRefine Pure Yangâ. Fourth star, âClas.h.i.+ng with the Heavensâ. Fifth star, âLian Zhu Wayâ. Sixth star, âDrifting Through the Universeâ. Seventh star, which shook the heavens and earth, âContend the Stars for Hegemonyâ!
Fang Han, on the spur of the moment, began moving his arms and legs, jumping up and down, violently running forward, and punching and causing the air to rip. Within a radius of tens of zhang, one could only see his shadows.
He currently had the strength of ten horses. He pushed his palm out! His palm created a gust, abruptly squeezing the air. It was able to blow up all the small stones within a few zhang. This action was part of the technique he was most adept in, the âSeven Star Fistâ. The airflow within this tens of zhang had been thoroughly disrupted, as if a powder keg was about to blow.
Bang!
When he released the last move, âContend the Stars for Hegemonyâ, the seven stars became one, the airflow within the tens of zhang radius suddenly shaking. Even the ground slightly quaked for a moment, agitated air shooting off in all directions.
âAh! Iâm going to die!â
The âHeavenly Devilâ was amidst these vicious gusts. It let out another shriek. Afterwards, it was all silent, not even the slightest trace of the chilly wind nor Devil Qi was left.
It died just like that? Didnât you say that âHeavenly Devilsâ could be refined into âBlue Sky Great Pelletsâ? Fang Han relaxed his body, slightly calming his qi, blood, and spirit.
Careful!
âO o o, o o o! You actually thought I died!â A cold laugh suddenly started. In front of Fang Han suddenly appeared a personâs face, face to face, they were incredibly close together! Incomparably terrifying!
Roar!
Fang Han let out a great roar, âTongue Splitting Spring Thunderâ.
The âHeavenly Devil suddenly moved, surprisingly flying atop Fang Hanâs head. It burrowed downwards from his âHeavenly Gateâ. Swoosh, in a moment, it appeared within Fang Hanâs mind.â
Within Fang Hanâs mind, the âHeavenly Devilâ took on the shape of Fang Qing Xue. A body clothed in white sternly said, âFang Han give your body to me! I know you have feelings towards me. Currently, I need your body, can you give it to me?â
âLove a hair! Kill kill kill kill kill kill kill!â
[TL: Love a hair is the literal translation, meaning being that he doesnât give a s.h.i.+t about her]
Fang Han had been caught off guard by the âHeavenly Devilâ and allowed it to burrow into his mind. He abruptly flew into a rage, but during his rage, he still remained cool-headed. This âHeavenly Devilâ was much too cunning, repeatedly trying to trick him!
In his abrupt rage, he directed his entire bodyâs qi blood up to his head, circulating the âPrimary Spirit Techniqueâ. Swoos.h.!.+ Within his mind, immediately a white light penetrated through, sharply illuminating his mind. That extremely bright light pierced the âHeavenly Devilâ full of holes, not allowing it to reform.
Afterwards, amongst the white light, an illusionary person wearing a crown, comparable to a âDevilâ or âImmortalâ, appeared with a bang. Raising one hand, they covered the sky and blocked the sun and proceeded to press downwards.
âAh, your spirit is actually so strong! This, this is the Emperor of the âHumanoid Devilsâ. Your spirit, how can it contain the qi force of the Emperor of the âHumanoid Devilsâ!â
Beneath the pressure of the great palm of the illusionary being comparable to a âDevilâ or âImmortalâ, the âHeavenly Devilâ finally dispersed, completely broken up.
Fang Han had eaten the âNine Aperture Golden Pelletâ which contained the blood essence of the âYellow Springs Great Emperorâ. Naturally, it would also contain a residual trace of the Emperorâs qi force. Ever since Fang Han had broken through the âConnected with Spiritâ stage, Fang Han could slightly control this qi force of the Emperor.
Especially after he had used up all of his powers, if a person who didnât know him sensed his qi force, they would believe that he was a true disciple of the âDevil Sectsâ.