Chapter 1514
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The blazing flames engulfed the Barbarian King, Dusk Of Fox.
"Ah …" Dusk Of Fox screamed in agony. It used all its means to escape, defend, and struggle, but after two breaths, it stopped breathing.
The True Dragon shut its mouth and retracted its dragon flames.
The ground melted, leaving behind a glass body formed by the high temperature. Dusk Of Fox was burned into particles that could not be seen by the naked eye.
When the ancient sword turned into a dragon, the humans in the distance looked over in shock.
"The Marquis' sword has turned into the Pearl River. It has appeared again …" Zhang Qingfeng's eyes were moist.
"The two swords turned into the Pearl River like water dragons and destroyed the enemy in an instant. How domineering!"
"As expected of the new Marquis of Zhujiang. Like father, like son!"
"The Pearl River Ancient Sword has seen the light of day again!"
Fang Yun scanned the battlefield. The five Barbarian Kings were all dead. They did not have any seashell on them. However, Marquis Lumen had a Huhu Seashell that was not destroyed by the True Dragon.
Fang Yun reached out and grabbed Marquis Lumen's Huhu Seashell. He looked at everything inside and finally took out the palm-sized Qi Jade.
Fang Yun turned around and looked into the distance.
The pursuit was coming to an end. Xun Tianling had killed all the Barbarian Marquises by himself. The rest of the Hanlin Scholars were focused on killing the Demon Commanders who were equivalent to Jinshi. The Jinshi then killed the Demon Generals. The Barbarians could not fight back and could only run away.
The cavalry of the human race was best at chasing down fleeing enemies.
Fang Yun returned to his previous position. Most of the soldiers had already returned. Only the cavalry cooperated with a few Hanlin Scholars and Jinshi to hunt down the remaining Barbarians.
Everyone in the Pearl River Army and the Lumen Army looked at Fang Yun.
Many people in the Pearl River Army were glowing. They looked at Fang Yun with pride. This was the real Marquis of Zhujiang! Only a Marquis of Zhujiang like this could lead the Pearl River Army. He was one of them!
Most of the people in the Lumen Army were frightened, especially the generals. They only dared to lower their heads and sneak peeks at Fang Yun.
No one dared to speak in front of Grand Secretary Marquis of Zhujiang.
Fang Yun nodded lightly and said, "After the preparations, we will march through the night and seize the Lotus Mountain Pass!"
"Yes!" Wan Jun replied.
Suddenly, a thunderous voice rang out, "Zhang Longxiang, why did you kill Marquis Lumen! You murderer! You're abusing your position to avenge a personal grudge! You could have saved my Marshal and then killed the Barbarian King! You traitor! "
Everyone was stunned. Wei Changxian's hair was disheveled as he walked towards Fang Yun furiously.
Fang Yun stood on the One Step to Heaven, looking down at Wei Changxian with an expressionless face.
"You don't dare to answer? Are you feeling guilty? You executioner! The King Of Chu and the Marshal didn't misjudge you. You really colluded with the Barbarians! You … "
Fang Yun suddenly opened his mouth and interrupted Wei Changxian's words.
"Marquis Lumen has ordered that if you don't get the Marshal's approval during the war, you will be beheaded!"
"You …" Wei Changxian looked at Fang Yun in disbelief. He looked at the Marquis of Zhujiang who had been suppressed and restricted since the capital and Jing Province. He couldn't believe that Fang Yun really dared to kill him.
Everyone saw that the silver sword light flew out from Fang Yun's mouth like the moon and the river. With a flash of lightning, it was instantly retracted.
"Ugh …"
Wei Changxian stretched out his hand and touched his neck. Then, a circular line of blood appeared on his neck. His head tilted and fell from his shoulder, rolling on the ground.
Wei Changxian's body fell to the ground. Blood flowed like a stream from the wound on his neck.
On Marquis Lumen's order, he killed Marquis Lumen's man!
Many people of the Pearl River Army took a deep breath and then exhaled. The anger that had been accumulating in their hearts for the past few days finally dissipated.
"Good kill!" Former General Wang Li limped over from afar. He was bathed in blood and there were bandages everywhere. It was obvious that he didn't care about getting injured while chasing after the Barbarians.
Fang Yun looked at Wei Changxian's body. His mind was clear.
"I'll consolidate my strength first. Army, start a fire and cook!"
Fang Yun said and sat back in the carriage. Suhlen and the Personal Guard soldiers immediately surrounded the carriage to prevent others from disturbing it.
Many scholars sat down immediately. Their divine senses entered the literature palace and absorbed the power of the starlight.
Fang Yun stood in the literature palace and looked around.
The literature palace had become bigger.
The starry sky on the roof of the literature palace was getting brighter. There were already more than a hundred stars. Those were the power of his works. In the middle was the star formed by the fragment of the Literati Star.
Fang Yun knew that the reason why his literature position had improved so quickly and his foundation was solid was not only because of his daily self-torturous learning and training, but also because of the fragment of the Literati Star.
The fragment of the Literati Star was his biggest gain from the trip to the Holy Ground and the Comet Corridor. However, it also destroyed the Comet Corridor. If the Demon Ancestor came, he didn't know how it would end.
His courage and heart of literature light didn't change much.
Fang Yun looked into the depths of the literature palace.
His statue stood still, holding the strange book Heaven and Earth. His expression was calm and unperturbed.
Above his statue, there should have been five ten-inch-long pillars of Talent Qi. Now, there were six clouds of Talent Qi.
Normally, a new Grand Scholar would only have one cloud of Talent Qi. However, Fang Yun had the heart of "Eight Talents". Every time his literature position improved, he would have one more cloud of Talent Qi.
Each cloud of Talent Qi was one inch in diameter. It would slowly grow bigger as it accumulated. When it reached ten inches, the amount of Talent Qi would reach the limit of a Grand Scholar. If he broke through and became a Grand Scholar, the Talent Qi would change again.
The Talent Qi clouds now looked like orange cotton. They were soft and weak, but they were brewing a huge amount of power.
Becoming a Grand Scholar was the first step on the Divine Path!
Before becoming a Grand Scholar, it was just preparation for the Divine Path.
Below the first talent cloud, there was a trapezoidal platform. On the trapezoidal platform, there was a small city. The city was a country of its own, and there were people of all walks of life. They were like living people, living and multiplying in the city.
After becoming a Grand Scholar, Fang Yun had many choices, but in the end, he chose the Wanmin Literature Platform.
The Wanmin Literature Platform was different from other Literature Platforms. Normal Literature Platforms could condense power into one and form a great power, either for attack or defense. However, the Wanmin Literature Platform didn't. The power that made up the Wanmin Literature Platform was too messy and too basic. It could only use a part of its power.
Fang Yun could only use a part of the Literature Platform's power in each of the three Snow-Slashing Swords. He couldn't use the full power of the Wanmin Literature Platform.
Fang Yun looked at the Wanmin Literature Platform. If he only wanted to build one or two Literature Platforms, it would be best to choose the strongest Literature Platforms of Confucianism. However, he had an ambition that no one else had. He wanted to build the most powerful Literature Platforms of the human race. He wanted to build an indestructible foundation for the Divine Path when he became a Saint.
"Only by using the most basic composition of the human race as the foundation can I build the strongest Divine Path power! Moreover, the Wanmin Literature Platform has other uses! "
Fang Yun looked at the Wanmin Literature Platform with a smile. The Literature Platform looked like an inanimate object, but in Fang Yun's perception, it was like a living creature. It was breathing in Talent Qi, absorbing the Qi of Heaven and Earth, bathing in the starlight of Literature, absorbing all power to strengthen itself.
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