Correct?
Wrong?
Fang Zhengzhi did not think about these questions. He only had one thought in his mind, no matter what the final outcome was or what would happen in the future.
At least for now …
He could not bear to see Yun Qingwu die just like that.
That was because he was a man.
"Buzz!" As Fang Zhengzhi pressed his hand on the black-golden box, Yun Qingwu appeared in front of him again.
Of course, apart from Yun Qingwu, there were still 28 Maps of Access to Heaven.
However, the 28 Maps of Access to Heaven had condensed into a silvery-white spot of light. In that spot of light, there were images that were changing continuously.
Mountains, rivers, flowers, trees, birds, beasts, flames, lightning …
Everything, including life and nature, seemed to be condensing rapidly, causing the silvery-white spot of light to become more and more dazzling.
"What is that?!"
"Why did such a radiance suddenly appear?!"
"Young Lord …"
"Look at Young Lord's hair!"
The sudden change of events caused the troops of the Monster Race and Demon Race, who were determined to kill Fang Zhengzhi, to freeze on the spot. They could not hide the disbelief in their eyes.
That was because Yun Qingwu had appeared again.
Moreover, Yun Qingwu's hair had turned as white as snow and was no longer as black as before.
What happened?
Why did Yun Qingwu become like this?
Moreover, one could tell that Yun Qingwu's face was pale and her lips were purple as though she was poisoned.
"What did Fang Zhengzhi do?"
"Where did he take the Young Lord? Why is the Young Lord so heavily injured?"
The troops of the Monster Race and Demon Race were anxious and furious.
At this moment, the silvery-white radiance in Yun Qingwu's hand suddenly stopped and the images that were changing gradually stopped.
At this moment, time seemed to have stopped.
The entire world suddenly became silent and only the silvery-white radiance was left. It slowly expanded and turned into a silvery-white object that looked like a painting.
"Rumble!"
Rumble!
The sky changed color, and dark clouds covered the sky. Streaks of silver-white lightning streaked across the horizon, illuminating everything below, and also illuminating the unfolding scroll.
It was an ink and wash painting.
In the middle was a calm lake. The surface of the lake was like a mirror, rippling with waves. Behind the lake were towering green mountains, dense trees, flowers, and birds flying in the sky.
This was a 'living' painting.
Whether it was the surface of the lake, the green mountains, the trees, or the birds and beasts, they were all alive. When the birds and beasts flew across the sky, the mountain forest would also emit beast roars. From time to time, a few huge figures would come out of the forest and come to the lake, lowering their heads to drink.
"Pu!" Just as everyone's attention was focused on the scroll, Yun Qingwu's face suddenly turned red and she spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Heart's blood?!" Fang Zhengzhi stood rooted to the ground. He knew that when a person was exhausted to a terrifying extent, he would spit out blood.
That was the case for Yun Qingwu.
In an instant, his hair turned white.
The amount of effort Yun Qingwu expended in the black-golden box was terrifying.
But she still did it.
Under such immense pressure, she managed to deduce the sequence of the 28 Maps of Access to Heaven in such a short period of time and combined them.
His rationality told him that he should snatch the scroll back from Yun Qingwu as it was the product of combining the 28 Maps of Access to Heaven.
Such a scroll was in Yun Qingwu's hands.
What would be the outcome?
It was unimaginable.
He wanted to snatch it back but for some reason, he did not move. He stood quietly on the spot and watched as Yun Qingwu touched the scroll.
Yun Qingwu touched it very attentively, like a lady touching her most beloved item. Her face was extremely pale and her hair was snow-white.
However, Yun Qingwu did not seem to care about all of this.
At this moment, she only had eyes for the scroll. She was admiring it and did not care about the blood that splattered in the air. She was admiring it quietly as though nothing could distract her.
"What is Young Lord holding in her hand?!"
"That seems to be a painting …"
"The thing on the painting seems to be able to move!"
The troops of the Monster Race and Demon Race did not move either. Countless pairs of eyes were fixed on Yun Qingwu and did not attack Fang Zhengzhi.
"Don't tell me this is …" Nangong Mu was also looking at the painting. He looked at the trees on the painting that were being blown by the wind, and his blood-red eyes revealed a hint of surprise.
At this moment, Yun Qingwu turned her head slowly.
Then, she turned to look at Fang Zhengzhi. Her eyes were still the same as before, very beautiful, very black, and calm as water.
However, her body could not take it anymore.
"Yun Qingwu, you …" Fang Zhengzhi finally moved when he saw Yun Qingwu falling to the ground. However, he did not snatch the scroll from Yun Qingwu's hand. Instead, he held Yun Qingwu's body in his arms and rested her head on his shoulder.
Yun Qingwu's body was completely drenched in sweat. However, Fang Zhengzhi didn't care. He just quietly supported Yun Qingwu, using his body to warm up the coldness in her chest.
Instantly, a smile appeared on Yun Qingwu's face.
The corners of her mouth slowly rose, revealing a gratified smile that she had never shown before, as if she was enjoying the last rays of the setting sun.
It was warm and beautiful but it was already sunset.
Then, Yun Qingwu tightened her grip on the scroll and passed it to Fang Zhengzhi.
"Finally, we … we can fight side by side …"
"Hmm, yes, we are on the same side now." Fang Zhengzhi nodded and transferred his Origin Energy into Yun Qingwu's body.
"Thank you …"
"Why should I thank you? I should be the one thanking you! "
"Hmm, you are … right, you should be thanking … thanking me. Then … can I … can I bring up another … condition?"
"Bring it up!"
"I want to give this painting … painting scroll a name. Let's call it … 'Guangling Painting'. Do … do you think it's okay?"
"Guangling Painting?!" Fang Zhengzhi froze and looked at the hope in Yun Qingwu's eyes. He tightened his grip again and nodded heavily. "Alright, I will call it 'Guangling Painting'!"
"Really … really … want to … take another look …" Yun Qingwu's voice stopped at this moment as she gradually closed her eyes.
Fang Zhengzhi did not speak again.
That was because he could feel that Yun Qingwu's heart was still beating. However, Yun Qingwu's breathing was extremely heavy as though she was trying to regain everything that she had lost.
Yun Qingwu …
This woman!
After getting the 'Guangling Painting', she did not turn around and join the Monster Race and Demon Race. Instead, she handed the 'Guangling Painting' to Fang Zhengzhi in front of the troops of the Monster Race and Demon Race?
Fang Zhengzhi did not understand what Yun Qingwu was thinking.
Was she stupid?
Why did she not escape when she had such a good opportunity? If she escaped at this moment, Fang Zhengzhi would not be able to give chase even if he wanted to.
As long as Yun Qingwu used the 'Guangling Painting' to escape from the black stone palace and return to the Great Swamp, she could make use of the Monster Emperor and the remaining forces of the Monster Race and Demon Race to regain control of the troops of the Monster Race and Demon Race.
Why did she not do that?
Most importantly, Yun Qingwu should know very well what would happen if she stayed.
Death!
Yes, after Fang Zhengzhi got the 'Guangling Painting', everything would return to square one and Yun Qingwu would still end up dead.
Yun Qingwu was so intelligent, how could she not think of that?
Did she use too much of her brain in the black-golden box and suddenly become stupid?
Fang Zhengzhi did not know that Yun Qingwu was terrifyingly intelligent. However, at least for now, this woman was in his arms.
Therefore, he should protect this woman.
"'Guangling Painting'?" Fang Zhengzhi took the scroll from Yun Qingwu's hands and looked at the birds and beasts flying across the scroll, as well as the rippling lake.
So that was it.
The instant Fang Zhengzhi touched the 'Guangling Painting', he felt the wonder of the 'Guangling Painting'. It seemed to be a completely independent space.
Or rather, it was a Small Dimension that was separated from the heart of the human body.
Although the Small Dimension was not complete and seemed to be lacking, the feeling that surged out from it made Fang Zhengzhi's heart palpitate.
"Attack!" At this moment, Nangong Mu's voice was heard again. "Mu Xing, didn't you guys want to get Young Lord back? What are you guys waiting for?! "
"Get Young Lord back?!" When Mu Xing and the other two Godly State experts heard Nangong Mu's words, their initial shocked expressions froze for a moment.
Then, their eyes lit up.
That was right!
Get Young Lord back, what were they waiting for?
"Attack!"
"Get Young Lord back!"
"Kill Fang Zhengzhi!"
Apart from Mu Xing and the other two Godly State experts, the troops of the Monster Race and Demon Race also regained their senses and raised their weapons.
At this moment, the tree branches that trapped Fang Zhengzhi and Yun Qingwu opened up a space that was enough for the three Godly State experts to pass through.
Nangong Mu could no longer sit still.
Although he was not sure if the scroll in Fang Zhengzhi's hand was what he guessed, he could no longer sit still.
He had to end the battle as soon as possible.
In order to avoid any accidents, he had to kill Fang Zhengzhi as soon as possible.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"…"
Bolts of blood-red lightning struck down from the sky towards Fang Zhengzhi. At the same time, countless red branches of the Tree of God started piercing towards Fang Zhengzhi.
At this moment, Nangong Mu was evidently going crazy.
The red branches of the Tree of God were like sharp swords and did not care about Yun Qingwu's life at all.
Fang Zhengzhi smiled as he looked at Mu Xing and the other two Godly State experts and the troops of the Monster Race and Demon Race that were charging towards him.
Charging fearlessly in the midst of the troops.
That was almost everyone's dream.
Fang Zhengzhi did not have much time to have such a dream. However, he was looking forward to how he would feel when he faced the troops.
And now, he finally understood that state of mind.
Fearless!
Fearless in the face of the troops!
"So, let's see how powerful the" Guangling Painting "is?!" Fang Zhengzhi's lips curled into a smile as he tossed the "Guangling Painting" above his head.
At the same time, a huge Samsara Wheel appeared above his head. Five different colored lights flickered on the Samsara Wheel.
Fuse.
Fuse the Rebirth Plate with the "Guangling Painting".
It seemed unbelievable but when Fang Zhengzhi touched the "Guangling Painting", he knew that he would definitely succeed.
That was because the "Guangling Painting" was an independent Small Dimension.
And the power in this Small Dimension …
It was the origin of everything in the world.
"Buzz!" When the "Guangling Painting" fused with the Rebirth Plate, the Rebirth Plate that was initially radiating five colored radiance suddenly became extremely dazzling.
It was as though the Rebirth Plate was fused with life.
Specks of silver starlight lit up on the Samsara Wheel, lighting up the entire Samsara Wheel. Furthermore, there seemed to be something changing on the Samsara Wheel.
They were mountains that towered into the clouds.
It was a lake with rolling waves.
It was a bird beast flying in the sky.
Over there …
It seemed to contain everything in the world.
Meanwhile, a Rebirth Plate that was exactly the same as the one above his head appeared in Fang Zhengzhi's eyes. The dazzling radiance made the troops of the Monster Race and Demon Race unable to look at it directly.
"Those who block me, die!" The Blazing Qilin Spear in Fang Zhengzhi's hand moved and the Rebirth Plate above his head started spinning crazily.
At this moment, it was as though Fang Zhengzhi was the Rebirth Plate and the Rebirth Plate was Fang Zhengzhi.
Their powers intertwined and fused.
A spot of golden radiance lit up and turned into thousands of beams of radiance. Countless sounds reverberated in the sky. It was the roar of the mountains, the roar of the storms and the roar of the beasts.
"What?!" Before Mu Xing, who had just arrived in front of Fang Zhengzhi, could react, he saw thousands of beams of golden radiance in front of him.
Instinctively, his body enlarged instantly and became as tall as a mountain. Black scales covered his body and gave off a metallic luster.
That was Mu Xing's original body.
That was because Mu Xing felt an unprecedented sense of danger. The golden radiance was not only dazzling, it was also a sharp radiance that could break through everything.
Boom! A loud sound was heard.
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