The Zuma Ancient God Qi, the Sumeru Mountain King Fist, and the Great Universal Salvation Zen Light surged into Fang Han's body and fused seamlessly with his Golden Core. At once, he sensed the terrifying might of these three supreme divine arts. Among them, the Great Universal Salvation Zen Light stood out the most—within his Golden Core, it radiated rings of Brahma chants and Zen tones, sharpening his mind to an unprecedented clarity. It felt as though he could faintly perceive omens of future dangers and shifting tides of fate.
Fang Han had once dabbled in this art before, but back then he had not even managed to condense true astral energy. It could barely be called a divine ability—at most, an introduction.
Now it was completely different.
In a single leap, it was as though he had cultivated it bitterly for hundreds of years. Its power had multiplied thousands of times over.
"With this divine art, I can finally refine the Eightfold Pagoda completely, unleashing the true might of this dragon clan supreme treasure—and even subdue the Sun–Moon Essence Wheels. With those two wheels in my grasp, I could truly contend with experts of the first Longevity stage of the Eternal Life Realm!"
The moment the thought formed, Fang Han sent a surge of energy into the Yellow Springs Diagram.
This energy carried the brilliance of the Great Universal Salvation Zen Light. Radiant and majestic, it flooded the entire Yellow Springs Diagram. Rings of Zen light spread outward, as if countless arhats were chanting in unison—praying, worshiping, calling all beings to return to the path. Compared to the innate divine art of Xing Miexie's Ancient Burning Lamp Buddha Umbrella, this was far more powerful and profound.
This was a supreme art refined by Linglong Immortal Venerable herself, at tremendous cost.
"It seems Linglong Immortal Venerable truly knows every divine art under heaven… I wonder what kind of fortuitous encounters she once had."
As Fang Han marveled inwardly, the Zen radiance shone upon the Eightfold Pagoda, flowing into the Five Elements Earth Talisman embedded within it.
Instantly, the Six-Character True Mantra on the talisman blazed more than ten times brighter. Each glowing character expanded to the size of dozens of acres, exuding immense pressure. The surrounding void—space itself split open, and torrents of golden Buddhist light poured out from those ruptures, bathing the Eightfold Pagoda.
Previously, after merging with the Blood Night King, the entire pagoda had taken on a blood-red hue.
Now, under the immersion of golden Buddhist light, its color gradually transformed into that of refined purple-gold true metal—deep crimson, brilliant, like pure molten gold.
Inside the pagoda, the 3.6 million heavenly demons and countless demon kings felt the influence of the Buddhist radiance. One by one, they sat cross-legged, expressions turning solemn and devout. Beneath each of them, golden lotus blossoms bloomed. At a glance, the once-ferocious demons looked no different from enlightened arhats.
The Eightfold Pagoda had been utterly transformed.
Even its artifact spirit, the Blood Night King, seated atop the pagoda, underwent a drastic change. The blood-red radiance around his body shifted into pure crimson-gold brilliance. The Green-Blood Softwater Sword—a low-grade Dao Artifact he had been suppressing—let out a piercing scream. Its artifact spirit, a graceful woman in green, suddenly exploded, dissolving into pure, refined energy that poured into the Blood Night King's body.
At the same time, the sword's physical form shattered inch by inch, melting and fusing into the body of the Demonic Blade, Blood Firmament.
In an instant, the Blood Night King had completely refined the Green-Blood Softwater Sword taken from Fan Qingying. Yin and yang merged as his power surged—rising, rising, rising without end.
Buzz—
A wave of transformation rippled violently through the Yellow Springs Diagram.
The Blood Night King's Buddhist radiance expanded outward, growing stronger by the moment. Watching this, Yan could not hide his envy.
"It's advanced to a mid-grade Dao Artifact!"
Indeed. At this very moment, the Blood Night King had ascended to the rank of a mid-grade Dao Artifact. And since his essence was now fully fused with the Eightfold Pagoda, he had truly become its core artifact spirit.
Meanwhile, under the refinement of Fang Han's Great Universal Salvation Zen Light, the Five Elements Earth Talisman continued to draw Buddhist radiance from some unknown dimension, channeling it unceasingly into the pagoda.
Within the Eightfold Pagoda, earth-shaking changes continued.
The internal space expanded dramatically. The Blood Dragon Crystal Mountains became denser, harder, and more solid. Rings of Buddhist light radiated from the pagoda's body, then vanished back into the void.
The eight supreme-grade treasures embedded within the pagoda—the alchemy furnace, prayer beads, Wisdom King Axe, Heaven-Splitting Halberd, Dragon King Ruler, dusk drum, dawn bell, and crystal sphere—all trembled as they received blessings from the Five Elements Earth Talisman. Faint phantom shapes flickered above them, as if artifact spirits were beginning to coalesce.
Through his divine sense, Fang Han could clearly feel it.
This patchwork treasure, the Eightfold Pagoda, had grown enormously in power—and it continued to refine itself every single moment.
Once he entered the Eternal Life Realm and used his own immortal mana to refine it further, all eight supreme-grade treasures would be able to evolve into Dao Artifacts. At that point, its might could even rival the Yellow Springs Diagram, if only temporarily.
After all, the Six-Character True Mantra of the Five Elements Earth Talisman was far too mysterious—its origins utterly unknown. And with 3.6 million heavenly demons and countless demon kings praying without pause, generating vast oceans of wish power, the pagoda was being tempered constantly.
"Since that's the case, I'll add yet another treasure to the Eightfold Pagoda," Fang Han thought. "Great Salvation should have a vessel. Without a boat, how can one cross the sea of suffering?"
Having mastered the principles of artifact refinement from the Heavenly Dragon Codex, inspiration struck. His divine sense swept through the Yellow Springs Diagram, and a ship was drawn forth.
The Great Brahma Radiance Ship—a Buddhist treasure.
Fang Han had once spent three hundred million pills to acquire it at an auction. Yan had already extracted all its pure yang power, reducing it to a model—but its materials and formations remained intact. Now Fang Han would restore it.
The hull of the Great Brahma Radiance Ship floated into the Blood Night King's grasp. As he seized it, torrents of Buddhist radiance drawn by the Five Elements Earth Talisman surged forth, bathing the ship in boundless light and auspicious energy.
"Blood Night King," Fang Han declared, "you are now a mid-grade Dao Artifact. Bathed in the Great Universal Salvation Zen Light and empowered by the Five Elements Earth Talisman, all bloodshed and hostility have been purged from you. From this day onward, you are no longer the Blood Night King. I will grant you a new name. Holding the salvation vessel, ferrying sentient beings and subduing all demons—you too shall cultivate the Great Universal Salvation Zen Light."
With the Blood Night King holding the Great Brahma Radiance Ship, Fang Han unleashed his mana, enveloping the entire Eightfold Pagoda. Buddhist light erupted, crashing down upon the Sun–Moon Essence Wheels with overwhelming force.
The radiance of the two mid-grade Dao Artifacts was completely suppressed. Streams of Buddhist light stained their bodies, and the male and female artifact spirits within them felt true fear for the first time.
Now, the Eightfold Pagoda stood as a crimson-gold tower. At its pinnacle sat the crimson-gold figure holding a radiant salvation ship. Each of its eight levels contained a vast world, housing a supreme treasure. Around every treasure, countless heavenly demons sat in prayer, their wish power tempering both the artifacts and the pagoda itself. On the tower's reverse side, six immense mantras were engraved, flashing endlessly and emitting ceaseless streams of Buddhist light.
The pagoda's power had risen to an entirely new level.
Even if Fang Han reached the Eternal Life Realm, he would never have been able to refine the Eightfold Pagoda to this extent on his own.
But he possessed the Five Elements Earth Talisman.
This mysterious talisman, fused into the pagoda, had accelerated the refinement process beyond reason.
"This talisman is truly miraculous," Fang Han mused. "It draws Buddhist radiance from some unknown source—just like a divine seed drawing power from the Virtual God Realm. Perhaps Buddhism has its own Buddha Realm, and this light comes from there."
With his vast experience, Fang Han understood that the talisman was likely siphoning energy from a mysterious Buddhist dimension. Within that radiance were powerful wish forces and indescribable energies—yet all of them undeniably benefited the pagoda's evolution.
With the Blood Night King promoted to a mid-grade Dao Artifact, the Eightfold Pagoda's power surged. Combined with Fang Han's boundless post-tribulation mana, the Sun–Moon Essence Wheels were pressed down to the base of the tower, their light dimming, on the verge of being crushed.
"I have crossed the Wind–Fire Tribulation," Fang Han's voice thundered. "The final great calamity of the Mystical Realm could not stop me. Do you truly wish to resist to the end and be destroyed? Submit now—or I will grind you into nothingness and merge you completely into the Eightfold Pagoda using the Ten Thousand Artifacts as One technique of the Heavenly Dragon Realm!"
The pressure was overwhelming.
The artifact spirits of the Sun–Moon Essence Wheels—Crimson Flame Yang and Cold Moon Hua—were beings of deep wisdom, far more experienced than ordinary cultivators. Seeing that Fang Han had survived the tribulation with ninety divine abilities intact, they trembled with fear.
"What should we do? Ninety divine abilities—and he survived. If we resist, we'll be suppressed for eternity."
"There's no choice. We struggled for countless years just to gain sentience. We cannot be destroyed. Submit."
After a brief exchange, the two artifact spirits surrendered.
Boom!
Vast mana, infused with the wish power of 3.6 million heavenly demons, poured down. It flooded into the Sun–Moon Essence Wheels, drawing their artifact spirits directly into the Eightfold Pagoda.
The sun and moon wheels hummed and vibrated, revolving endlessly around the former Blood Night King.
The Eightfold Pagoda grew even stronger.
"Surrounded by the twin wheels, holding the salvation ship, ferrying all beings," Fang Han proclaimed with laughter echoing through the Yellow Springs Diagram. "From this day forth, I bestow upon you a new name—the Wheel-Turning Sacred King!"