He strode into the secluded courtyard. It was not large, and at its center stood a circular flower bed containing a True Soul Fruit Tree.
A pale cyan light screen enveloped the entire True Soul Fruit Tree, its surface patterned with flowers and grass.
Han Debiao swung both arms and smashed them into the cyan light screen.
With two muffled bangs, the cyan light screen caved in, but quickly returned to normal.
Han Debiao snorted. Forming a hand seal, he unleashed a blaze of black light from his body. His frame swelled, his bones crackling and popping, and his right fist, accompanied by a shriek of tearing air, slammed into the cyan light screen.
With a bang, the cyan light screen caved in again, slowly returning to normal.
Han Debiao frowned and took out the Eight Trigram Heaven-Burning Axe. Vast spiritual power poured madly into it, and the axe immediately blazed with dazzling red light as a mass of crimson flames surged forth.
He swung the Eight Trigram Heaven-Burning Axe and chopped it down onto the cyan light screen.
After a thunderous boom, the cyan light screen warped and twisted. Roiling flames engulfed it, and the patterns of flowers and grass dimmed.
The spiritual radiance of the Eight Trigram Heaven-Burning Axe in Han Debiao's hand flared, and the cyan light screen shattered.
Han Debiao's eyes burned with excitement. He carefully plucked every True Soul Fruit and placed them in his storage ring.
Following the direction Han Changming had indicated, he continued onward.
After passing through a long corridor, Han Debiao arrived before Heavenly Sun Hall. Its doors were tightly shut.
Han Debiao punched at the air with both arms. The air howled as dense black fist shadows shot forth, striking the palace doors one after another with a series of