Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!
The White Tiger let out earth-shaking howls. It had never expected Fang Han to be this troublesome—cunning, deceptive, lethal, sinister. Every move was a trap; every strike aimed to kill.
Its body was forged entirely from Geng-Metal essence—a condensed metal spirit form. Though not as indestructible as an Undying Golden Body of the Longevity Realm, it rivaled the "Heaven and Earth Dharma Forms" of powerful cultivators. It feared no physical destruction; even if sliced into fragments, it could re-form. Even demonic flames could be burned off and regenerated.
But Fang Han's Five Emperors Demon Art had turned into a seal and embedded itself deep inside the tiger's body—right at its weakest point. The sigil greedily devoured its essence like a parasitic creature, growing stronger with every breath.
It tried to rally its strength and purge the seal, but outside, the three Dao artifacts and the massive Heaven-Covering Demon Hand pressed in relentlessly. Demon flames burned like a furnace; Blood Night King's sword-light tore through its metal flesh, sending white-gold fluid splashing everywhere.
Worse still—Yan's "Gate of Abaddon" poured waves of hellish Qi around it, trapping it in endless torment, as if plunging straight into the Abyssal Hell.
"I am a divine spirit born from the very roots of the Five Elements! As long as the Five Elements endure, I endure! I embody creation itself—I am immortal! And you dare, a mere lifeform, to challenge me? Courting death!"
The White Tiger inhaled sharply—its body swelling into a gleaming sphere, arcs of lightning crackling across its surface.
It exploded outward—pure Geng-Metal Divine Thunder.
A sphere of blazing white-gold lightning.
The chain of explosions shredded through the air, sending blades of metal-edged thunder slicing in every direction. The three Dao artifacts were forced apart by sheer force. The tiger twisted its body, shot free of the encirclement, and with terrifying speed, slapped a claw down toward Fang Han.
It sneered—its five claws rotating like curved scythes, ready to tear through Fang Han's protective treasures and Qi shield, shredding him alive.
"You fell for it again."
Fang Han's voice whispered in its ear.
The tiger froze—its strike landed on an illusion.
"Not good!"
Its body tightened instinctively—
—and a nine-fingered demonic hand seized it instantly.
The Heaven-Covering Demon Hand had caught it dead-on.
"Ever-shifting forms!"
The White Tiger let out a cold laugh. Its massive body shrank instantly—compressing to the size of a small cat. It slipped between the gaps of the demon hand and shot free.
Fang Han sensed the shrinkage and closed the demonic fingers sharply, but he was a moment too late.
It was unavoidable—after all, a cultivator in the Divine Ability Realm couldn't shrink their physical body to this extent. Fang Han, despite being able to bend bones, twist his spine, and compress himself into a child's size, could not become a thumb-sized miniature. Only those who had cultivated an Undying Body of the Longevity Realm could compress themselves into something as tiny as a grain of dust.
The White Tiger could do it—because its body wasn't flesh, but Geng-Metal essence.
Still, it was far from truly immortal. If trapped, Fang Han could still refine it completely.
Bursting free, the White Tiger swelled back to its original size—this time assuming a humanoid form, with a human body and a tiger's head.
"Little creature, you think you can harm me?" It snarled as it spun and lunged again, moving with speed rivaling instant-kill sword arts. White-gold Qi spread outward, flooding the air like a metal fog. The atmosphere thickened instantly—dense and heavy enough to grind movement to a halt.
"So you want to control space? Slow my teleportation? Perfect—you don't understand at all what I cultivate."
The tiger's metal fog made the air heavier than mercury itself, suppressing speed and divine abilities.
But for Fang Han, this was paradise.
The White Emperor Metal Sovereign Slash thrived in Geng-Metal essence.
His body surged with white-gold radiance—dozens of metal lights erupting from within, wrapping him in a spinning metallic cocoon. In the next moment, he shot across the battlefield like a lance of light. The tiger's attack missed completely, and Fang Han moved even faster, his metal cocoon absorbing the tiger's scattered Geng-Metal essence and refining it instantly.
Ten days in the Five Elements Land—he had devoured countless metal-element beasts. His Five Emperors Divine Ability was now honed to perfection. Using the Metal Sovereign Slash here was like a king returning to his ancestral domain.
"Damn you!"
The tiger raged. Fang Han's metal-element divine ability was weaker than its own in raw force, but its quality was superior—crushing its defenses completely.
"Together!"
Seizing the moment, Yan, Blood Night King, and Star Zenith flew into formation—three artifacts aligning into a triad. Their powers linked, forming a miniature Three-Talents Formation that collapsed inward with terrifying force.
Dark demonic Qi, blood-red saber light, and crushing star power engulfed the White Tiger instantly.
Fang Han shouted with joy. Wrapped in the Metal Sovereign Slash, he pierced through the storm—slamming directly into the tiger's body.
He unleashed the Five Emperors Divine Art, along with all fifty of the divine abilities stored within him.
"You… you possess this many divine abilities!?"
The tiger's confidence shattered. It had lived for countless ages within the Five Elements Land, witnessing all kinds of humans and devils, but it had never seen a cultivator of the Fifth Divine Ability Realm wield fifty-some major divine arts.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
All fifty divine abilities erupted point-blank inside its body.
The White Tiger exploded—its body blown apart, Geng-Metal essence scattering wildly.
The three Dao artifacts refused to let it escape. They forced the metal essence back together, compressing it into the White Tiger's original shape.
They knew a truth: a sacred beast like this, even cut in half, could flee and regrow.
Forced into form again, the tiger was severely weakened. It opened its jaws to roar—but the Heaven-Covering Demon Hand slammed down again, pinning it while demonic flames roasted its metal flesh.
"You—fiend!" the tiger bellowed, but it was hopeless.
Its Geng-Metal Divine Thunder flashed repeatedly, but its power had fallen dramatically—nowhere near enough to shake off the Five Emperor arrays and the demon hand.
Fang Han landed atop the demonic palm.
He inhaled—
—and the tiger's Geng-Metal essence flowed into him like a golden tide, flooding into his Metal Sovereign Slash.
The White Tiger grew weaker by the breath.
Fang Han grew stronger by the heartbeat.
Finally—
Two colossal Metal Emperors manifested behind Fang Han—towering, majestic, command over metal-element power radiating from them like a divine decree.
The White Tiger's eyes widened with fear. It suddenly stilled, then dissolved—its body collapsing into countless spheres of white-gold thunder, unleashing a final frenzy.
It could not self-destruct.
But it could spend its essence in one last storm of divine thunder.
It made no difference.
The two Metal Emperors stood firm, absorbing every bolt of Geng-Metal Divine Thunder.
The White Tiger vanished entirely.
The Metal Sovereign Slash swelled—growing, expanding—until it reached a hundred meters tall, filling the sky with blinding radiance. Then it burst apart into infinite golden clouds. Thunder rolled through them, countless white-gold spheres swirling overhead, evolving into true Geng-Metal Divine Thunder.
At this moment—
Fang Han's Metal Sovereign Slash reached full perfection.
It awakened the Geng-Metal Divine Thunder.
A sacred beast, refined alive—the price of perfection.
Fang Han's chest tightened with emotion. After slaying countless metal beasts these ten days, the Metal Sovereign Slash had stubbornly refused to reach completion. He had feared it would forever remain flawed.
Yet here it was—finally perfected.
The golden thundercloud rolled forward, drawing the attention of distant beasts—earth-element locusts known as the Xutu True Locust. Dozens swarmed toward Fang Han.
The golden cloud descended.
Endless Geng-Metal Divine Thunder rained down, blasting the locusts into pure earth-element essence, which Fang Han absorbed effortlessly.
"Now only the water, fire, and earth branches remain incomplete… I must find sacred beasts on par with the White Tiger. Only by refining their essence will the Five Elements reach perfection. Only then can I step into the Realm of Unity. My path… is hundreds of times harder than other cultivators…"
He sighed.
"But your chance of stepping into the Longevity Realm is also hundreds of times higher." Yan's voice drifted beside him.
Together, they walked deeper into the Five Elements Land—eager for the next sacred beast.
But far away—hundreds of thousands of miles distant—
A massive gate of spacetime tore open at the edge of the Five Elements Land.
From within the shimmering portal, figures stepped forth one after another—each radiating earth-shaking power.
Heaven-Tier experts. Unity-Tier elites. Golden Core masters.
And even stronger beings beyond them…
The weakest among them were cultivators of the Human-Immortal tier.
The combined force of several colossal sects—marching into the Five Elements Land.