Fang Han didn't know whether Jun Xiaoyao did it on purpose or he truly intended this.
He was so furious that his whole body trembled, and he couldn't help but spit out blood from his heart.
"Are you alright?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes held a cold mockery, but outwardly he feigned concern.
"Thank you for your concern, Divine Son, I'm fine, it's just that my injuries have not healed," Fang Han gritted his teeth and replied word by word.
"Very well, these two spirit dicines should help you recover from your injuries," Jun Xiaoyao said.
Fang Han almost spat out another mouthful of blood in anger.
What he wanted was the Sun and Moon Elixir of Immortality!
Not these two shitty spirit dicines that not even dogs would eat!
However, in the end, Fang Han still ate the two spirit dicines, because they could at least heal so of his injuries.
"Fang Han, oh, Fang Han, you're too naive."
Watching Fang Han sitting cross-legged nearby, refining the spirit dicine with a troubled heart but not daring to show it, Jun Xiaoyao thought coldly.
When it cos to scheming, Jun Xiaoyao feared no one.
Aren't you the one who wants to follow with ulterior motives?
Fine.
Then I shall let you follow.
But on this journey, Fang Han will have to bleed.
Because he is the Heaven-defying Child, with astounding destiny.
Without Fang Han, perhaps they wouldn't even have encountered this Sun and Moon Elixir of Immortality.
Moreover, this Sun and Moon Elixir of Immortality fits perfectly with Fang Han's cultivation body, clearly ant to be his opportunity.
Yet Jun Xiaoyao had forcefully seized it.
Fang Han would have to pay a price for scheming against him.
This journey's opportunities were the price.
This was also why Jun Xiaoyao didn't want Yi Yu and Yan Qingying following him.
They were all people of great destiny, and being with Jun Xiaoyao could affect their progress.
But for Fang Han, it didn't matter, whatever needed to be taken, was taken.
Afterward, Jun Xiaoyao and the others continued forward.
All the opportunities along the way were obtained by Jun Xiaoyao and Jiang Luoli.
Even so opportunities that should have belonged to Fang Han were taken by them.
This caused a surge of anger in Fang Han's heart that he had to suppress.
The pain and suffering were imaginable.
"Jun Xiaoyao, enjoy your mont of triumph, but I'll make sure you'll never leave the Ten Realms Rift!" Fang Han roared silently in his heart.
About a day later.
Jun Xiaoyao suddenly halted.
"Brother Xiaoyao, what's wrong?" Jiang Luoli asked.
Jun Xiaoyao didn't reply.
Because he sensed that inside his spatial spiritual artifact, the Panhuang Years Sword seed to be slightly shaking, emitting a sword hum.
"Panhuang Years Sword, could it be..." Jun Xiaoyao pondered.
"Let's go that way," Jun Xiaoyao headed in a direction.
The existence resonating with the Panhuang Years Sword was in that direction.
Simultaneously, on another side, Champion Marquis Yang Pan also sensed sothing, he gazed into the distance with a flash of excitent in his eyes.
"My opportunity is here."
In a mountain range, a young monk in a golden kasaya appeared, it was Little Western Heaven's Fa Hai.
He looked into the distance, brought his hands together, and said, "Amitabha Buddha, that treasure land is fated with ."
...
This was an incomparably vast plain, and in the sky above the plain.
An ancient hall majestically floated among the clouds, looking like the Lingxiao Palace.
The surrounding void power was pervasive, with pitch-black space cracks appearing from ti to ti, like the abyssal mouth of a giant beast.
And on this plain, so celestial prides flashed in, their eyes were ablaze as they looked at the ancient hall in the sky.
"It's definitely a land of opportunity!" So celestial prides' eyes were ablaze with desire, their mana surging as they soared into the sky.
However, just as they were about to approach the Void Ancient Hall.
A shadow as vast as a continent blocked everyone.
It was a giant creature resembling a Kun Fish, as if treating the void as its sea, erging into the sky, tearing through the vast space, opening its mouth to devour the celestial prides.
"Oh my, that's... an Ancient Void Kun!" One celestial pride was so shocked his eyes nearly popped out.
The Ancient Void Kun was a pure-blooded creature of extrely terrifying strength, rumored to live in the endless void.
It could even survive safely within the terrifying void storm.
Of course, the strength of this pure-blooded creature was also extrely terrifying.
With a single mouth, it was like a black hole, emitting endless suction, those celestial prides had no resistance and were sucked in.
Cultivators below the Ninth Stage of Saint had no ability to resist the Ancient Void Kun's devouring.
Inside the Ancient Void Kun, there were no ordinary demon beast's flesh or viscera, but a miniature space filled with void storms.
Any creature devoured by the Ancient Void Kun would be ground into pure energy by the void storms inside and absorbed by the Ancient Void Kun.
Just now, the Ancient Void Kun had devoured the majority of those celestial prides with one gulp.
A few celestial prides who hadn't had the chance to act had cold sweat trickling down their backs.
However, strangely, the Ancient Void Kun seed only to hover around the Void Ancient Hall, like a guardian divine beast.
It would not actively leave that area.
But thus, no one was able to enter the Void Ancient Hall.
This feeling of watching a golden mountain yet being unable to reach it left many celestial prides frustrated.
At this mont, a light arc shot over from afar, and a figure stood in the void, it was Yang Pan.
He gazed at the Void Ancient Hall, his eyes flashing with brilliance.
He could feel the Panhuang Spirit Sword inside him trembling, as if resonating with sothing.
"Could it be... the Panhuang Void Sword?" Yang Pan instinctively focused on the Void Ancient Hall ahead.
Void power surged around the ancient hall.
This matched the traits of the Panhuang Void Sword.
But the Ancient Void Kun beside the Void Ancient Hall made Yang Pan frown.
Even for him, it was extrely difficult to deal with such a pure-blooded creature like the Ancient Void Kun.
If he were devoured, there was certainly a risk of falling.
The Celestial Radiance Horn Divine Armor on him could barely withstand the void storms within the Ancient Void Kun.
"What should be done?" Yang Pan frowned deeply.
At this mont, from another direction, Buddha light shone, and the sound of sutra chanting arose.
A monk in a golden kasaya appeared, it was Fa Hai.
"Hmm? Little Western Heaven Buddha Son?"
Seeing Fa Hai arrive, Yang Pan raised an eyebrow.
As a celestial pride of the Immortal Realm's Immortal Influence, Yang Pan naturally knew of the famous Little Western Heaven Buddha Son.
"Amitabha Buddha, so it's the Champion Marquis of Panwu Divine Dynasty, a pleasure to et you." Fa Hai put his hands together when he saw Yang Pan.
Yang Pan's expression remained unchanged.
He wasn't interested in Buddha or Dao matters, even sowhat annoyed by them.
But he had heard that this Little Western Heaven Buddha Son had lost face because of Jun Xiaoyao in the Celestial Dao Tower.
This was a point he could exploit.
Fa Hai, evidently, was also thinking of Yang Pan and Jun Xiaoyao's enmity.
As they exchanged glances, despite their own motives, they both revealed a slight smile.
"Fa Hai, if I'm not mistaken, that Jun Xiaoyao should have entered the Ten Realms Rift by now," Yang Pan said.
"Amitabha Buddha, there's so karma between and Jun Xiaoyao that needs resolution."
Just as the two reached a certain understanding.
A warm, clear voice sounded from afar.
"Have you finally decided to ally against I, the Divine Son?"
Hearing this voice, Yang Pan and Fa Hai's eyes sharply turned.
In their eyes was a deep-seated vengeful coldness.
The main antagonist had finally arrived!
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