Covering the Heavens: Fishing for the Heavens Starting from the Great Accomplished Holy Body

Chapter 116 Feng Baiyu's Request: Seize the Feathered Heaven Palace!

The Emperor Mirror hovered above Feng Baiyu's head, its surface shimmering and reflecting the towering blue lotus in the sky.

Before him, endless transparent flames cascaded down from the center of the lotus like a waterfall, enveloping the Feathered Heavenly Palace and the worlds of the three Realm Kings.

The screams of Wang Kunlun, Zhao Shenyang, and Wu Mingkong echoed intermittently from the depths of the flames, each scream causing Feng Baiyu's heart to sink a little further.

Who could have imagined that simply stopping Fang Han from killing Hua Tiandu would lead to such a turn of events?

That mysterious celestial ship, disregarding everything, actually intervened for Fang Han.

And the first move was such a spectacular display.

Crossing the other side, he forcefully suppressed three World King Realm giants and a top-grade Dao artifact, without being at a disadvantage in the slightest!

What is that celestial vessel?

Why would you help Fang Han?

These thoughts raced through Feng Baiyu's mind, but he couldn't find any answers.

He looked up in the direction of the blue lotus, feeling the terrifying aura emanating from the transparent flames, and a deep sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

The three immortal saints cannot die.

These three are the true foundation of the Feathered Ascension Sect, its trump card that has deterred all forces for countless years.

If they perish here today, the strength of the Feathered Gate will be greatly weakened, and how will it be able to contend with the Taiyi Gate in the future?

How can one establish oneself in this vast and mysterious world?

Feng Baiyu took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and turned his gaze to the distance not far away.

There, the battle between Fang Han and Hua Tiandu had also stopped.

It wasn't that they wanted to stop, but the moment that blue lotus appeared, the aura that suppressed all heavens made the two of them instantly stop and retreat to a distance.

Feng Baiyu flashed and appeared between the two.

He didn't look at Hua Tiandu, but looked directly at Fang Han, his expression extremely complicated.

"Fang Han, stop!"

Feng Baiyu spoke, his voice carrying a hint of weariness that even he himself didn't realize.

Fang Han looked at him, his expression unchanged, and said calmly, "Your Excellency is joking. It's not that I wanted to make a move, but that the immortal ship itself wanted to."

"What does it matter to me if it wants to kill the Three Ascended Saints?"

Feng Baiyu took a deep breath: "I know that since that immortal boat was willing to help you, it must be because you have a very close relationship!"

"Fang Han, the Three Saints of Feathered Ascension cannot die. They are the foundation of the Feathered Ascension Sect. If they perish today, the Feathered Ascension Sect will suffer a great loss of strength, and the Taiyi Sect will surely take advantage of the situation in the future."

"At that time, neither you nor I will escape this calamity!"

Fang Han remained silent for a moment upon hearing this.

He knew, of course, that what Feng Baiyu said was true.

The Taiyi Sect and the Yuhua Sect were never on good terms. If it weren't for the presence of the Three Saints of Yuhua, the Taiyi Sect would have launched a full-scale attack long ago.

If the Three Saints of Feathered Ascension truly die here, the fate of the Feathered Ascension Sect is predictable.

But how could he be willing to let Hua Tiandu go like this?

"Your Excellency, what do these things have to do with me?"

Fang Han sneered, "Hua Tiandu, relying on the inheritance of Panwu Immortal Venerable, has tried to kill me several times. Ruyi Zi has also been secretly plotting for many years to seize my Yellow Spring Map. Now that Ruyi Zi is dead, and Hua Tiandu is right in front of you, you want me to let him go?"

"Fang Han!"

Feng Baiyu's voice suddenly rose, and the supreme authority of the sect leader reappeared, "I know you harbor hatred, but the greater good must prevail. If you insist on killing Hua Tiandu today, then the three patriarchs will truly be beyond redemption!"

Fang Han looked at him, his expression calm and composed, showing no sign of emotional fluctuation.

He didn't speak.

Feng Baiyu waited for a while, and seeing that he was still unmoved, he sighed inwardly.

He knew that without showing some sincerity, things would be difficult to resolve today.

Feng Baiyu raised his hand, his five fingers making a grasping motion.

An irresistible force instantly enveloped Hua Tiandu. Before Hua Tiandu could even scream, he was grabbed by that invisible hand.

Immediately afterwards, a flash of light appeared between his brows, and the Great Desolate Ancient Furnace was forcibly peeled off, transforming into a stream of light that fell into Feng Baiyu's palm.

"No!!"

Hua Tian let out a heart-wrenching scream. The Great Wilderness Ancient Furnace was connected to his mind and spirit, and it was the key for him to enter the Panwu Treasure Vault and seize the inheritance of the Panwu Immortal Venerable in the future.

Being forcibly ripped off at this moment felt like having a piece of flesh ripped from his body.

But Feng Baiyu ignored him completely, simply holding the ancient furnace in his palm and looking at Fang Han.

"Is this item satisfactory as compensation?"

Fang Han looked at the Great Desolate Ancient Furnace, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

Although the ancient furnace was cracked by his Great Chaos Thunder Sword, it was still a high-grade Dao artifact with extraordinary power.

It is also related to the legendary treasure trove of Panwu Immortal.

However, he remained outwardly calm, simply saying, "The Sect Leader's gesture is quite grand. But this Great Desolate Ancient Furnace originally belonged to Hua Tiandu. I, Fang Han, never forcibly seize what belongs to others."

Hearing him say this, Feng Baiyu knew that there was hope in this matter.

He took a deep breath and waved his other hand again.

A beam of crystalline light instantly entered Hua Tiandu's body, tightly binding his primordial spirit.

"This is the highest restriction of the Heavenly Emperor Mirror. From this day forward, Hua Tiandu is to be confined within the Feathered Ascension Sect, and is not to step out without my order. Furthermore, his Panwu Immortal Venerable inheritance will be jointly examined by the sect elders; he himself is forbidden from using even a fraction of it!"

Feng Baiyu's voice echoed in all directions, leaving countless spectators looking at each other in bewilderment.

After he finished doing all that, he looked at Fang Han again.

"Fang Han, the Three Ascension Saints are the foundation of our Ascension Sect, and we cannot afford to lose them. If you are willing to plead for them and ask that being to spare the three patriarchs, I, Feng Baiyu, will surely repay you handsomely in the future."

"I can only give it a try."

Fang Han finally spoke, his tone still calm.

"But my relationship with that being is merely a transaction; I can't guarantee whether he'll listen to me!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Baiyu finally felt a huge weight lifted from his heart. "Just do your best!"

Fang Han then stopped talking, closed his eyes, and focused his mind on the mysterious connection.

Under the suppression of the Azure Lotus, the three worlds of the Three Ascended Saints were already in ruins, with countless cracks spreading along their edges, and they could collapse completely at any moment.

The three men were pale, weak, and filled with despair.

The Azure Emperor stood in the center of the lotus, his body surrounded by flowing azure light. His azure eyes pierced through layers of void, landing on the magnificent Feathered Heavenly Palace below.

The Feathered Heaven Palace, the supreme treasure of the Feathered Sect, is said to be an unparalleled divine artifact forged by the ancient Feathered Immortal Venerable.

Its quality is so high that it is no less than any top-grade Dao artifact.

The entire celestial palace is a chaotic color and has thirty-three layers. Each layer is like an independent world, sealing countless treasures, elixirs, cultivation techniques, and supernatural powers within.

If we can obtain this item, this operation will be considered a complete success.

He raised his hand and pointed, and the blue lotus trembled slightly, about to suppress the Feathered Heaven Palace.

Just then, a faint thought was transmitted through the causal connection.

It is Fang Han.

The Azure Emperor's brow twitched slightly, but he did not stop.

The second deal had already been completed.

If you want to stop me from suppressing the Three Ascended Saints—you can!

You, Fang Han, may choose to make a third transaction request.

What's the point of mere personal favors or verbal promises compared to a truly exceptional Dao artifact?

The lotus continued to press down, and the transparent flames surged even more violently, causing the runes on the surface of the Feathered Heavenly Palace to begin to dim.

However, just as the flames were about to touch the Heavenly Palace itself...

From the void, another voice rang out without warning.

The voice was very soft, almost imperceptible, yet it clearly entered the mind and body of the Azure Emperor's avatar.

There was no fluctuation of magical power, no trace of divine thought, as if the voice was his own thought that was only being recalled at this moment.

The Azure Emperor's avatar suddenly stopped moving.

He stood in the center of the lotus, his brows slightly furrowed, a complex light flashing in his blue eyes.

After a moment, he nodded slightly.

The azure lotus slowly closed, and the eternal azure lotus that had covered the sky transformed into countless immortal flames, gathering the eighty-one illusory star images and returning them to the Ark of the Other Shore.

The terrifying pressure that had suppressed all the heavens receded like a tide, leaving only a desolate void.

However, just as the ship on the other side was about to sink into the crevice...

On the hull, transparent flames suddenly surged, transforming into two enormous hands that blotted out the sky.

The two large hands were pale gold, each finger as thick as a pillar, covered with dense ancient runes, radiating a terrifying aura that seemed to burn the heavens.

A large hand reached out and grabbed the Feathered Heavenly Palace that was floating in the void.

boom!!!

The entire celestial palace trembled violently, all thirty-three layers of the world glowed simultaneously, and countless restrictions operated wildly, trying to break free from the restraints of the two fiery hands.

But the transparent flame was too domineering. Wherever it passed, the restrictions crumbled like paper, turning into a shower of light that dissipated.

The Feathered Heaven Palace struggled for a moment, but ultimately could not resist that force. It was forcibly dragged out of the void by two large hands and flew towards the healing crack.

Then, just as the Heavenly Palace was about to sink into the crack...

Suddenly, a giant fiery hand released the Heavenly Palace and struck its side with a backhand.

Boom!!!

This palm strike landed solidly, causing the entire Heavenly Palace to tremble violently, and the thirty-three layers of the world to roar simultaneously.

From the first to the thirty-third level, all the cultivators of the Feathered Ascension Sect who were cultivating in seclusion there, whether they were cultivators in the Divine Power Secret Realm or ancient giants with higher cultivation, suffered annihilation at this moment.

Those with weaker cultivation were directly blasted into blood mist and then burned into nothingness by the following immortal fire.

Those with higher cultivation levels also coughed up blood, their primordial spirits trembled, and their entire bodies were sent flying out of the Heavenly Palace like tattered sacks, with the sound of bones shattering echoing everywhere.

Several ancient beings at the third and fourth levels of the Longevity Realm, who were in seclusion, were startled awake from their meditation. Before they could react, a transparent flame surged in through the crack, igniting them and the world they were in.

Screams and cries of alarm emanated from the thirty-three layers of the world simultaneously, only to abruptly cease amidst the sounds of burning flames.

The two fiery hands, along with the Feathered Heavenly Palace, had completely disappeared into the crack.

The crack slowly closed, isolating all the screams and wails on the other side.

All that remained were countless shattered raindrops of restrictive light in the void, and the cultivators who had managed to escape stood there dumbfounded, staring at the healed crack, speechless for a long time.

"No!!"

Three angry roars rang out simultaneously.

Wang Kunlun, Zhao Shenyang, and Wu Mingkong exerted all their magical power in an attempt to stop the two giant hands.

But their world was already shattered, so where would they find the strength to spare?

They could only watch helplessly as the celestial ship dragged the Feathered Heavenly Palace into the depths of the rift.

The three immortal saints stood frozen in place, their faces ashen.

The Heavenly Palace of Ascension is lost.

That is the supreme treasure of the Feathered Ascension Sect, an unparalleled divine artifact left behind by the ancient Feathered Ascension Immortal Venerable, and the foundation of the Feathered Ascension Sect over countless years.

It was just stolen like that?

The three of them exchanged a glance, and each saw a deep despair in the other's eyes.

But that celestial ship was too terrifying; they couldn't catch up with it at all, nor did they dare to.

On the Heavenly Execution Platform, Feng Baiyu was also stunned.

He looked up at the healed crack, speechless for a long time.

The news that the Feathered Heavenly Palace was stolen, and that most of its mid- to high-level cultivators were killed or injured, would shake the entire Xuanhuang Great World if it were to spread.

The prestige of the Feathered Gate will suffer an unprecedented blow, and the Taiyi Gate will inevitably take advantage of the situation.

But what can he do?

Chase after them?

That immortal ship couldn't even be stopped by the three Ascended Saints working together; for him to go there would only be suicide.

Feng Baiyu let out a long breath.

He looked at Fang Han, his gaze complex and unreadable.

"Fang Han, this matter ends here. You may leave!"

Fang Han nodded without saying anything more.

He put away the Great Wilderness Ancient Furnace, and with a flash, he disappeared from the spot.

Above the Feathered Gate, only a desolate void remained, along with countless terrified cultivators.

After this battle, the name of the Immortal Ship resounded throughout the Xuanhuang Great World.

Deep within the Nine Heavens Gale Layer, on an abandoned meteorite.

"Yan, that was really close."

Fang Han sat down cross-legged, let out a long breath, and the fierce killing intent on his face gradually faded, revealing a hint of fatigue that a young man should have.

"If it weren't for that immortal ship intervening, we would probably be suppressed deep within the Feathered Heaven Palace by Feng Baiyu today, unable to escape easily!"

Deep within the Yellow Springs Map, Yan's voice rang out, carrying a mixture of relief at surviving a calamity and barely suppressed excitement.

"It wasn't just dangerous, it was a near-death experience. Fang Han, you have no idea, the moment Feng Baiyu attacked you, I almost thought we were going to die here!"

"That guy's Vacuum Yin-Yang Dao is terrifying. Even at its peak, the Yellow Springs Diagram might not be able to withstand more than a few moves!"

Yan paused, his tone becoming even more excited, "But speaking of which, you made a really good gamble this time. That move you made by exchanging half a fragment of the World Tree directly forced Feng Baiyu to retreat and even caused the Three Ascension Saints to suffer a great loss."

"Now, in the entire Xuanhuang Great World, who doesn't know you have a connection with that immortal ship? Who would dare to make a move against you?"

"External forces are ultimately just external forces. Ultimately, only by becoming strong ourselves can we have the leverage to negotiate!"

Fang Han shook his head, a thoughtful glint in his eyes.

Yan was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "So what are you planning to do next time? There's only one chance left."

"Ruyi Zi is dead, and Hua Tiandu has fled with serious injuries. He won't be bothering me for a while. What I need to do next is consolidate my cultivation and fully digest the gains from this battle."

Fang Han spoke truthfully, his gaze fixed on the depths of the void, as if looking through layers of space at the vanished immortal ship.

"As for this final deal—I won't use it unless absolutely necessary!"

He paused, his tone becoming serious.

"That being is on a much higher level; making a deal with him is like asking a tiger for its skin. Although we benefited greatly the first two times, the more we do so, the more cautious we must be. Who knows what he ultimately wants?"

Yan agreed, "Good lad, you've got guts! I knew I hadn't misjudged you."

Fang Han stood up, preparing to leave the meteorite, when he suddenly remembered something and turned back to look in the direction of the Feathered Gate.

That one glance stunned him.

The dark golden immortal ship that had been suspended in the void rift had disappeared without anyone knowing when.

The cracks healed, and the sky returned to normal, as if that earth-shattering battle had never happened.

"The immortal ship has actually left!"

Fang Han murmured, his brows furrowing slightly.

Yan sensed it too, and his tone was tinged with doubt: "Strange, that immortal boat was clearly still here just now, how come it suddenly left? Could it be that something happened because of that attack?"

Fang Han shook his head, pondered for a moment, and then slowly spoke.

"The celestial boat must have a spirit; its decision to leave must have its reasons."

"As for the reason for leaving—"

Fang Han paused, his eyes flashing. "Perhaps it felt it had helped me enough, or perhaps it sensed something that needed its attention. In any case, that being has been kind to me. Without those two transactions, I would have already died at the hands of Dragon Daoist and Wood Daoist, and I would never have had the opportunity to kill Ruyi Zi today."

Yan was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "You're right. Whatever that being's ultimate goal is, at least for now, he hasn't harmed you. You must remember this kindness!"

Fang Han nodded and said no more.

He took one last look at the empty sky, then vanished into the depths of the Nine Heavens Gale Layer in a flash.