Fantasy: I'll do the hacking, and you'll suffer the side effects!

81: Pixiu Treasure Mirror! Zhenwu Emperor? I am the Supreme Being, I should suppress all enemies in the world!The pixiu treasure mirror had the Divine Soul of a Pixiu sealed within it, a treasure Qin Han had stolen from the Human Emperor.

It was the only burial item he could acquire.

Originally, he hadn’t expected its power to be so immense, but as he poured Spiritual Qi into it, he felt a terrifying creature awakening.

The treasure mirror glowed with boundless divine light, and a golden jade beam suddenly shot out, dazzling and brilliant, causing the Void Realm to tremble as if being torn apart.

The collision between the arrows and the Pixiu Heavenly Fortune Divine Light did not result in the spectacular scene one might have imagined.

The Heavenly Fortune Divine Light was invincible; countless arrows cracked and dissolved into nothingness.

”How do you possess such a treasure? Pixiu is an ancient fierce beast; who has the right to Seal its Divine Soul?” The Golden Winged Great Peng shrieked piercingly.

More than half of the golden feathers on its body had dissolved, leaving it almost bald and looking quite comical.

”Bald bird, today I’m going to eat braised chicken wings!” Qin Han patted the treasure mirror again, and a golden Divine Sea surged out, boundless Spiritual Qi pouring in.

The Heavenly Fortune Divine Light shot out again, this time with even greater power than before, and a devouring force sucked in all the surrounding Spiritual Qi.

The Golden Winged Great Peng’s feathers stood on end; it sensed a fatal threat and used its extreme speed to dodge.

Although it was fast, the Heavenly Fortune Divine Light still grazed its wing.

A massive wing was severed, and the Golden Winged Great Peng fell below the Ascension Platform, blood gushing out.

Bang!

The wing hit the ground with a huge roar.

This was the wing of a descendant of the Golden Winged Great Peng with one-tenth of its Bloodline, incredibly hard and possessing immeasurable divine essence.

”Ah! I am the Supreme of the Yao Race, how can I be defeated by a human!” The Golden Winged Great Peng roared.

”Save your strength, don’t deplete your Bloodline essence.” Qin Han licked his lips, craving.

Immediately, he conjured a golden page and suddenly slashed out!

The Golden Winged Great Peng’s massive head immediately flew off, its eyes still wide open in disbelief, unable to rest in peace.

”It’s a pity the treasure bone hasn’t formed yet, otherwise I could have gained a great fierce treasure art.” Qin Han sighed lightly, full of regret.

Missing out on the Golden Winged Great Peng clan’s ultimate treasure art filled him with immense regret.

Why couldn’t this guy have been a bit more capable?

Why couldn’t it have properly condensed its treasure bone?

This scene was witnessed by the creatures behind, filling their hearts with incomparable shock.

The divine bird was defeated just like that; this was the Supreme of their Yao Race.

”His Highness, the Heavenly Peng, actually...”

”This human even took His Highness’s corpse; could it be that he intends to...”

Upon recalling Qin Han’s earlier words about braised chicken wings, a group of pure-blooded creatures felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

They dared not attempt the Ascension Platform anymore and immediately turned to flee.

They didn’t want to stay in this cursed place for another moment.

”If you have the guts, don’t enter Ancient Green City, otherwise you’ll all be cooked.” Qin Han spoke indifferently.

He lowered his gaze to the treasure mirror in his hand, seeing that the smooth, jade-like mirror had been slightly eroded by blood-fiend Yin Qi, appearing somewhat mottled.

”What a pity, if it were complete, it would definitely be a Supreme killing weapon.” Qin Han shook his head.

The Human Emperor had used it as a burial item, and after tens of thousands of years of erosion, its power had diminished.

Fortunately, the Pixiu’s Divine Soul was unharmed, otherwise, it would have been a huge loss.

With the previous lesson learned, ninety percent fewer creatures attempted to ascend the platform behind him, with only a few who had never attacked Qin Han trying.

The Disciples of Lingxiao Holy Land were prominently among them.

Su Ling’er sensed his gaze, looked up, and smiled sweetly, two small dimples appearing on her cheeks.

”Young Master Qin, you are truly amazing; even the Supreme of the Yao Race is no match for you.”

Chen Qiming also felt admiration, exclaiming, ”Once upon a time, Junior Brother was mocked as a simp, but now he is a Young Supreme.”

Wu De, standing nearby with his sturdy build, said, ”Without Daoist Master’s help, would he have achieved such great accomplishments?”

”Fatty, what’s it to you?” Chen Qiming asked, puzzled.

”Hmph, I was the one who found the Human Emperor Tomb; otherwise, how could he have so smoothly stepped into the Extreme Boundary?” Wu De proudly raised his head.

”Oh? Could it be that Your Excellency also possesses the ability to locate Dragons and determine acupoints?” Chen Qiming looked curious, as if he had discovered a new continent.

”Of course, back then, Daoist Master’s ancestor...” Wu De stopped mid-sentence and quickly closed his mouth.

He then waved his hand and continued, ”Anyway, you just need to know that I have this kind of strength.”

Chen Qiming immediately became interested and chased Wu De, asking a barrage of questions.

Not far away, Ning Wushuang saw that the current Qin Han was already beyond his reach, and his heart was filled with a sense of disparity.

He recalled how he was once the unparalleled Saint of Lingxiao Holy Land, possessing countless resources and holding a high position.

But when he arrived at the Secret Realm, he discovered that there were countless Prodigies here, far stronger than him.

Two consecutive blows made him hesitant and cautious, and his invincible Dao Heart was no longer there.

Now, Qin Han had transformed, becoming someone he could barely hope to emulate.

”The head of the Holy Land’s ten great Prodigies...” Ning Wushuang gave a self-deprecating smile.

After a while, Qin Han ascended the Ascension Platform unimpeded.

The foundation stones beneath his feet were made of huge green jade, each emitting a warm glow and inscribed with mysterious runes.

As he stepped onto these green jade bricks, a sense of enlightenment arose within him.

It was as if he had become the Dominator of heaven and earth, looking down upon all living beings.

”Legend has it that the Ascension Platform was the work of a Great Emperor, and knocking open the Immortal Gate meant becoming an Immortal, but where is the Immortal Gate?” Qin Han looked up, gazing intently.

Endless immortal light enveloped Qin Han, and he immediately felt a comfortable sensation of perfect integration, every cell in his body cheering.

Before long, a stone tablet suddenly appeared before his eyes.

The stone tablet was covered with densely carved characters, all traces left by predecessors.

”The beginning of blood and bone, a desolate painting of a lifetime—Jiang Wu Dao.”

”Gazing at the immortal path, a desolate dream, three thousand emperors through the ages, how many become dust and bones—Xuan Yuan Po.”

”What if one lives? What if one dies? Ancient battles, Great Emperors all become corpses—Li Changshi.”

...

Looking at it, all that met the eye was desolation.

Qin Han could even feel their state of mind when they carved the characters.

There was despair and pain, helplessness and unwillingness, release and acceptance...

Qin Han didn’t know what they had experienced, but among these people, there must have been world-shaking great powers.

The origin of the Ascension Platform was even more mysterious than he had imagined.

”Luo Jiuzhou, this name...” Qin Han noticed a familiar name, his eyes wide.

”I shall attain the Dao of Divine Martial Arts and deduce a hundred cycles of Reincarnation—Luo Jiuzhou.”

Boom!

Qin Han felt as if struck by lightning, staggering back several steps.

His eyes were filled with disbelief.

”The True Martial Great Emperor actually left his name on the Ascension Platform?!”

That’s right, Luo Jiuzhou was the True Martial Great Emperor’s name.

Qin Han had considered that it might be a namesake, but these characters shone brightly, radiating immense light.

It was clearly the work of a powerful individual.

Throughout the Desolate Ancient, countless people were named Luo Jiuzhou.

But only the True Martial Great Emperor achieved the Dao!

”He actually came to the Ascension Platform too, but why doesn’t Heavenly Yang Que have this part of history?” Qin Han was full of confusion.

A bold thought suddenly came to his mind.

The Ascension Platform might have countless Clones, and this Secret Realm was just one of them.

This idea could not be verified for now, so Qin Han suppressed the shock in his heart and found another familiar name below.

”All living beings suffer in myriad ways; I shall help all living beings cross over—Jiekong.”

”What a grand ambition.” Qin Han’s eyes narrowed.

He hadn’t expected Jiekong to also have visited the Ascension Platform and gained recognition and Opportunity.

His goal was Wudi Pass, attempting to achieve true Buddhahood through Karma.

The Desolate Ancient Pure Land was oblivious to worldly affairs, yet in this generation, it sent a Buddhist Disciple into the mortal world.

”Are all living beings pawns? Interesting.” Qin Han frowned slightly.

”Since that’s the case, I must also leave my own mark.”

Immediately, Qin Han used his fingertip as a brush, pouring in Spiritual Qi and grandly carving a sentence.

”I am the Supreme; I shall suppress all enemies in the world!—Qin Han”

Boom!

The next moment, the Ascension Platform suddenly burst forth with ten thousand feet of white light, and rolling essence Qi descended like a True Dragon plunging down.