"Fang Han, you wretch! You actually dared to seal me! The Holy Light Empire will never let you off!" Xuan Wugu roared furiously when he saw Fang Han plundering his inner world, including his Supreme Dao Artifact, the Godsfall Pagoda.
"Xuan Wugu, there is no need for you to keep shouting. I will convert you, just as I did Witherbloom True Lord, and turn you into my slave! My servant, call me Master." Fang Han sneered. He did not care in the slightest about Xuan Wugu's threats or the Holy Light Empire. At any other time, the Holy Light Empire might have been a great threat, but the era had changed. The Great God Race Tribulation was approaching, and it would not be only the Profound Yellow Great World that faced danger then.
"With your current cultivation, Fang Han, it is absolutely impossible for you to convert me and turn me into a puppet. Even if you refine me into ashes, I will be reborn with my original strength. You can never imagine how terrifying the will of one who has endured the Heavenly Realm's lightning punishment can be. Perhaps my will has already begun to regenerate. Once it has accumulated enough power, it will come looking for you."
Xuan Wugu suddenly calmed down. After all, he was a Virtual Immortal and had experienced countless dangers before this.
"You are still trying to deceive me at a time like this? Do you think I do not know that after becoming a Virtual Immortal, one can place divine consciousness in many alternate dimensions? But you have yet to comprehend the laws of life and death. Even if that divine consciousness later grows into a true form, it will not possess all your memories. What grows out of it will merely be