Pankaj Yadav
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PHS Chapter 262
🕑 Added 2025-11-05 08:25:38 +0000 UTCChapter 262: How Did You Achieve Emperorship?
"A remnant of the Fang Clan?"
Great Emperor Fuyun Mountain spoke, his voice flat and icy. He swept his gaze across the void, unconcerned.
"You are even more foolish than this Emperor imagined."
In his view, Fang Han should be hiding, not being so ostentatious. How long had he even been in the Purple Profound Realm? Not even ten days! What could he accomplish in such time? Even with an ancestral inheritance, there would be no qualitative change in strength. To deliver himself to their door was seeking death.
"The little bastard has gone mad!" a Great Saint sneered.
Fang Han was merely a young prodigy. Even if he were a hundred times stronger, he couldn't withstand a single glance from a Great Emperor. Had he hidden, Fuyun Mountain might have been concerned. Fang Han's reputation in the Earth Immortal Realm was considerable, and few of his generation could match him. His future held limitless potential.
But now he had come to them. No matter how high he might have climbed, those aspirations were now dust.
"Your luck isn't bad. You stepped into the Purple Profound Realm and found shelter with an Emperor-level being. But if you think that sufficient to challenge Fuyun Mountain, you are sorely mistaken," Great Emperor Fuyun Mountain said flatly.
He raised his hand, flicked a finger, and ten thousand rays of light bloomed, shattering the firmament. Vast stretches of the void collapsed into a luminous ocean. Within the light, innumerable symbols surged like small black suns, branding themselves upon the void and releasing boundless might.
"It seems you came prepared."
Though surprised, Great Emperor Fuyun Mountain was not angry—as if he had anticipated this. He said coldly, "A mere Emperor-level formation is insufficient to halt this Emperor."
"Cut him down."
He waved his hand dismissively, as one might order the crushing of an insect. He paid Fang Han no real attention. His concern lay with the Great Emperor lurking in the shadows. His insight told him this formation had been laid long ago and moved here by someone of divine ability. Any being capable of this was, at minimum, a master of formations. Such a Great Emperor might lack direct combat strength, but given the formation's power, they could prove troublesome.
"Yes!"
The Saint King who had spoken earlier smiled cruelly. He transformed into a streak of light and shot toward Fang Han. In mid-air, his blood qi ignited, a terrifying sea erupting from the crown of his head like an ocean of crimson fury.
The cultivation of a peak Saint King was on full display. Overwhelmingly powerful.
"Boom!"
He struck with his palm. Runes interwove densely, flashing with blinding light, transforming into a mountain. It pressed down from the firmament with terrible force. Runes flooded like the sea—an ancient divine mountain descended from the sky, orbited by suns, moons, and stars, carrying the power to collapse the heavens.
"Fuyun Mountain must pay for all it has done!"
A jade pendant appeared in Fang Han's hand. It glowed, and a virtual silhouette stepped forth from within, as if crossing the long river of ages. It merged as one with Fang Han.
"Om!"
A soft hum resonated.
In an instant, Fang Han's entire body ignited with light. Phenomena manifested, and a world-suppressing divine might erupted, impossible to resist. His thick black hair billowed, and his eyes blazed like lightning, cold and sharp.
Though his appearance remained Fang Han's, his aura was utterly transformed. It was as if a peerless Heavenly Emperor had walked out of the annals of time, each movement exuding boundless, majestic power.
"How is this possible?!"
Great Emperor Fuyun Mountain's expression changed. He barked, "Retreat!"
He had reacted quickly. The moment the jade pendant appeared, he sensed dread. Yet his warning came too late.
"Rumble!"
Fang Han took a step, standing proud and alone. His foot descended directly onto the Saint King. With a thunderous impact, the Saint King was obliterated.
The might of an Emperor was beyond description. He looked down upon the Purple Profound Realm, shocking the world, making all hearts tremble and spirits shudder.
"How did you achieve Emperorship?"
Great Emperor Fuyun Mountain's brow furrowed tightly. His unblinking eyes stared at Fang Han, trying to see through him, but the result was disappointing. Fang Han's strength seemed innate, completely fused with his being.
This was inconceivable.
How old was Fang Han? Two hundred years, at most. His talent was undeniable, but his current strength shattered all understanding. A being this young achieving Emperorship was absolutely impossible! He must have employed some special method, one beyond comprehension.
"A dead man doesn't need to know so much!"
Fang Han took another step. His aura surged once more, as if endlessly. If he had merely achieved Emperorship moments before, now his aura was that of an ancient Great Emperor who had wielded such power for countless years. It shattered innumerable stars, dimming half the starfield.
"Mid-stage Great Emperor!"
Great Emperor Fuyun Mountain waved his hand, blocking the aura. Had he not acted, his companions would have been crushed to powder in an instant. Even a Great Saint would not have survived a single breath.
"Wrong."
Fang Han spoke coldly, spitting out the single word.
He took another step.
His aura doubled yet again, like a volcano erupting, sweeping the nine-layered heavens. His might was like a celestial river bursting its banks, vast and mighty, shaking the entire Purple Profound Realm.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Behind Great Emperor Fuyun Mountain, bursts of blood mist exploded. Those Saint Kings and Great Saints were turned to pulp without a chance to scream. Only their Storage Rings remained, claimed by an unseen hand.
Seeing this, Great Emperor Fuyun Mountain's eyes widened with fury. He had never expected such a transformation in less than ten days. Even if Fang Han were possessed by a Great Emperor, this was beyond heaven-defying—it was shocking beyond measure. He had completely forgotten the Great Emperor hiding in the shadows.
"Did you obtain Xuanmo's inheritance?" he asked in a heavy voice.
"I have not."
Fang Han's expression remained unchanged. He took another step, his aura surging yet again.
Peak Great Emperor!
The firmament roiled. A peak Great Emperor, even motionless, could shatter countless starfields with a thought, instantly annihilating billions of lives.
"What did you obtain?"
Great Emperor Fuyun Mountain stared at Fang Han, his heart turning to ice. To reach peak Great Emperor in ten days was too fantastical. Perhaps...
Fang Han had found an opportunity not belonging to a True Immortal's inheritance! In a way, such an opportunity was even more precious than a True Immortal inheritance—for not even a True Immortal's legacy could grant peak Great Emperor strength in such a short time!
A trace of avarice flashed in his eyes, quickly swallowed by terror.
Though his time as an Emperor was considerable and he ranked among the top-tier Great Emperors, that was the extent of it. Facing a peak Great Emperor meant certain defeat—no chance of victory. And with another Great Emperor watching from the shadows...
To fight was to die.
"Flee!"
Great Emperor Fuyun Mountain made his choice. Without hesitation, he turned and swung his palm, tearing open a spatial rift, intending to step through and escape.
"Only thinking of fleeing now? Don't you think it's too late?" Fang Han said indifferently.
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