From Joy of Life, the Tian Gang is reversed

Chapter 596 The Birthday Banquet Begins: Fang Han Shows Off His Power (Third Update, Commemorating the Last Day of the Holiday)
Deep within the exquisite blessed land, in a tranquil side hall.

Li Chengqian sat cross-legged, his mind completely immersed in his sea of ​​consciousness. The divine power seed that the Linglong Immortal Venerable had casually flicked out was now radiating an indescribable brilliance of will power. Countless tiny golden runes flowed as if they had a life of their own, forming forty-eight grand wish cores—the Great Wish Technique!
This supreme divine power, ranking third among the three thousand great paths, is completely different from the many paths he had cultivated before. It does not focus on direct attack or defense, but rather uses supreme willpower to communicate with the mysterious river of destiny, and uses its own grand aspiration to influence the laws of heaven and earth, achieving all sorts of incredible abilities. Its core, the "Primordial Great Vow," possesses unfathomable power to save all living beings and instantly attain sainthood.

"When I attain eternal life, billions of beings will all have the hope of eternal life..."

"When I attain eternal life, all evil will be judged..."

"When I attain eternal life, my Great Dao will be proclaimed throughout all the heavens and myriad worlds..."

The grand mantra of vows echoed in his heart, and the Taiyin Refining Technique operated at an unprecedented speed, analyzing the essence of this vow. The Great Dao Golden Core within his body, which integrated thirty-three Great Daos, also resonated with it. On the surface of the Golden Core, a new pattern containing Daoist rhymes such as "wish," "universal salvation," "yin and yang," and "five elements" was slowly being outlined and formed.

Meanwhile, on Mount Sumeru in the main hall square of Linglong Blessed Land, guests had already gathered, bathed in the glow of countless rays of sunlight.

Young talents and ancient giants from various sects in the Xuanhuang Great World, and even from outer space, sat in order of their cultivation level and status. Immortal wines, jade liquors, spiritual fruits and rare treasures were displayed in front of them, and beautiful disciples from the Linglong Blessed Land moved among them, smiling charmingly, just like a grand gathering in the immortal realm.

However, beneath this peaceful facade, undercurrents were surging. Almost all the cultivators, whether immortals or demons, were talking in hushed tones, and the core of their conversation always revolved around two people.

Firstly, there is Li Chengqian, the newly appointed first true disciple of the Feathered Transformation Sect, who, outside the blessed land, with his astonishing thousand-foot Dharma form and thirty-six wings of light and darkness, withstood the First Emperor Ying Xiantian's finger strike and survived!

"A thousand-foot-tall Dharma form... I've never heard of such a thing! That aura is simply not something that a realm of supernatural powers could possess!"

"And those wings, a blend of holiness and evil, just how many great paths has he cultivated?"

"This young man has already shown great promise; in the future, the younger generation of the Xuanhuang Great World will likely regard him as their leader..."

"Hmph, the tallest tree in the forest is bound to be felled by the wind! Let's see how long he can be so arrogant!"

His words were filled with astonishment, apprehension, jealousy, and even murderous intent. The potential and strength that Li Chengqian displayed suffocated his peers and made some of the older generation uneasy.

The other focus, however, fell on a rather inconspicuous young man in black robes in the corner: the Impermanent Thief, Fang Han!

Fang Han at this moment was completely different from the original character. His face was gloomy, and his eyes flashed with a cold light, revealing a hint of bloodlust and a sinister aura. He did resemble a disciple of the Yellow Springs Demon Sect.

The news that he had offered two Taiyi Sect Golden Pills as a birthday gift had already spread far and wide. While this move greatly pleased the Linglong Immortal Venerable and demonstrated his boldness, it was also like throwing a boulder into a calm lake, stirring up ripples.

"This brat is incredibly audacious! He actually dared to kill a true disciple of the Taiyi Sect and use his golden core to celebrate his birthday. This is a blood feud that must be fought to the death!"

"I heard he's only at the sixth level of the Divine Power Realm, the Unity Realm? Yet he managed to defeat a Golden Core cultivator? Could he be another prodigy like Li Chengqian?"

"Hey, how domineering is the Taiyi Sect? Let's see how they get out of this mess today!"

Fang Han remained remarkably calm, even chatting and laughing with several female disciples of Linglong Blessed Land who had shown him goodwill. He was generous, gifting them high-grade pills and materials obtained from overseas, which won him considerable favor. He knew that as long as the Linglong Immortal Venerable didn't speak, he was safe for the time being.

However, not everyone could tolerate his flamboyant behavior.

"Hmph! A mere overseas thief, relying on the spoils of murder and robbery, dares to gloat here and tarnish the eyes of the Immortal Venerable?" A cold, chilling voice, filled with a thick aura of bloodlust, rang out. Everyone turned to look, and saw a handsome young man in a blood-red robe, his face radiating a sinister aura, stepping forward. This was none other than Xue Wuyang, the first true disciple of the Blood Demon Sect, whose cultivation had reached the tenth level of the Divine Power realm, defying fate and defying destiny!

He had long disliked Fang Han, and now seeing him chatting happily with the female disciple of Linglong Blessed Land, he was consumed by jealousy and launched an attack.

Fang Han slightly raised his eyelids, his eyes calm and unwavering: "Blood Dance Sun? My congratulatory gift has not yet been appraised by the Immortal Venerable. When did it become your place to bark like this? Could it be that your Blood Demon Sect's congratulatory gift is more precious than my two Taiyi Sect Golden Pills, giving you the confidence to point fingers here?"

"Sharp tongue and a sharp tongue!" Qin Wuyang roared in anger. "Today, I, this young master, will clean house for the Immortal Venerable and see what right you, a piece of trash in the Unity Realm, have to spout such nonsense!"

Before he finished speaking, a burst of blood-red light erupted from his body, and a gigantic demonic hand, entirely condensed from filthy blood and evil energy, emanated a terrifying aura that corroded the soul and corrupted magical power, and directly grabbed down towards Fang Han's head! Blood Transformation Divine Palm!

"court death!"

A cold glint flashed in Fang Han's eyes. Instead of summoning the Dragon Subduing Yellow Springs Diagram, he moved, his body swirling with internal energy. He advanced instead of retreating, unleashing a punch! This punch, seemingly simple and unadorned, contained the powerful magic of his peak Unity Realm and an extremely hidden, strange power that seemed capable of devouring everything.

"Oh!"

Fist and palm collided, producing a dull thud. The expected scene of Fang Han being sent flying by a single palm strike did not occur. Instead, the enormous Blood-Transforming Demon Palm was actually shattered by Fang Han's seemingly small fist, and bloodthirsty energy overflowed!
"What?! You're at the Golden Core Realm?" Xue Wuyang's expression changed. Although he hadn't used his full strength in that palm strike, it was still something that an ordinary Returning to One Realm cultivator couldn't withstand.

"Is that all you've got?" Fang sneered, pressing his advantage relentlessly. His figure moved like a ghost, closing in with his five fingers forming claws, dark light shimmering at their tips, aiming straight for Xue Wuyang's golden core in his dantian! An extremely terrifying suction force was faintly emerging!

Xue Wuyang was both shocked and furious. He hurriedly activated his protective demonic energy and summoned a blood banner to defend himself. The two instantly engaged in a fierce battle, their supernatural powers clashing and flashing with light, attracting the attention of the surrounding guests.

On the high platform, the Linglong Immortal Venerable seemed oblivious to the conflict below, calmly conversing with several ancient giants from beyond the realm. The elders of the Linglong Blessed Land beside her, however, frowned slightly but did not intervene.

In the end, Fang Han, relying on his strange movement technique, powerful magic, and the Great Devouring Technique that subtly restrains all spiritual energy, actually found an opening after dozens of moves and struck Xue Wuyang's shoulder blade with a finger strike containing the aura of the Forgetfulness Potion!
"Pfft!"

Xue Wuyang let out a muffled groan as a bloody hole instantly appeared in his shoulder from corrosion. His demonic energy dissipated, and he staggered back several steps, his face extremely pale. He had actually been defeated in front of everyone by a foreign bandit whose cultivation was lower than his own!

"Useless." Fang Han stopped and stood up, his tone calm, yet more hurtful than any sarcasm.

Xue Wuyang trembled with rage, but he was too ashamed to fight any longer. Amidst the uproar and strange looks around him, he retreated in anger.

This scene drew everyone's attention, showcasing Fang Han's ruthlessness and also catching the eye of some with ulterior motives. The ancient giants of Dragon Star, such as Dragon Daoist and Wood Daoist, looked at Fang Han with a mixture of curiosity and greed.

This child must have a secret!
After the interlude, the most important part of the birthday banquet, presenting congratulatory gifts, officially began.

Various factions presented rare treasures, Taoist scriptures, and elixir formulas, a dazzling array that shone brightly. The Immortal Venerable Linglong smiled and nodded, and her disciples accepted them one by one.

When it was Fang Han's turn, he once again became the focus of attention. He calmly stepped forward, took out a brocade box, and opened it. Inside, two golden pills, each the size of a longan, shone brightly, yet faintly carried the unique aura of disaster of the Taiyi Sect, and floated quietly.

"Junior Fang Han respectfully presents two Golden Elixirs from the Taiyi Sect, wishing the Immortal Venerable a long and prosperous life, and a swift attainment of the Great Dao!"

(End of this chapter)