After becoming a Grand Scholar or Great Scholar, one could merge the star positions into the literary platform.
On Lei Zhongmo's unparalleled literary platform, there was a seven-foot tall middle-aged man. His face was covered by a hazy fog. He wore a loose white robe and his long hair spread behind his back. He did not emit any power, but he seemed to be the master of a world, suppressing all.
A faint golden light covered the unparalleled literary platform.
Lei Zhongmo did not look at the Saint behind him. He just rushed forward and bowed his head. He said, "Please show me your unparalleled power."
"Yes."
The Sect Sage's image did not seem to do anything. Suddenly, a long river appeared in the sky. The long river was colorful and hazy.
The Monster Kings present felt dizzy just by looking at it. They completely lost the concept of time. They only felt that their thoughts were trapped in an endless river. They could not think.
The Saint suddenly stretched out his hand toward the river and grabbed a ball of light. In the ball of light, there was a military Great Scholar. He was about to throw the ball of light out when he saw a bronze chariot similar to the south-pointing chariot appear above Fang Yun. It was rusty.
The war chariot was pulled by eighteen dragon-horses clad in black armors. Fine starlight constantly emerged around the dragon-horses, expanding and contracting.
Behind the Dragon Horses was a chariot. It was very similar to the two-wheeled chariots of the Spring and Autumn Period, but it was bigger. There was a tall flagpole on the chariot. An old man stood at the top of the flagpole. He stretched out his right arm and index finger and pointed forward.
In the next moment, the flagpole and the old man slowly rotated.
The colorful river in the sky suddenly shook slightly. Then, it swept away the ball of light caught by the Saint and disappeared.
The Saint seemed to be stunned. Then, like broken ice, it fell on the literary platform and melted into the unparalleled literary platform.
Lei Zhongmo looked back blankly. He looked at the unparalleled literary platform above him. Then, he looked at the strange bronze chariot above Fang Yun.
The Monster Kings present came to their senses. They had the scene in their minds, but they felt that they did not see it with their own eyes.
"What treasure is that?"
"I'm not sure. According to my guess, it should be the illusory figure of the Grand Sage who used the power of the Miscellaneous School to capture the will of Xiang Yu, the Conqueror of Western Chu, from the long river of history, and combine it with the Unparalleled Literary Platform to bring Xiang Yu, the Conqueror, back to the world. However, it was disturbed by the mysterious bronze chariot, and its power was exhausted. It had no choice but to dissipate. "
"What kind of treasure is that? Too powerful!"
"It should be the most valuable treasure of the Shi Clan. But I can't be sure. Maybe it's just a kind of power."
"Wen Xing Long Jue should've obtained a treasure from challenging the Nine Principles Dragon Gate. Could it be this?"
"Even if it's this one, I don't know what it is."
The bronze chariot disappeared, and Monster King Gui Cong looked in Fang Yun's direction, his gaze changing.
"Hey, old turtle, your Turtle Tribe has the Classics of the Dragon Palace. You are also a learned man, so you should know what it is, right?"
Gui Cong replied, "Of course not." Gui Cong suddenly changed his words and shook his head like a rattle-drum. His eyes moved slightly, and no one knew what he was thinking.
"Fang Xusheng truly lives up to his reputation. He actually managed to disperse the Half-saint's will. I admire him!" After Lei Zhongmo finished speaking, he frowned and looked at Fang Yun's unchanging back.
If it was anyone with a slightly bad temper, they would have exploded from Fang Yun's words. This was because from beginning to end, Fang Yun didn't stop. He kept walking forward slowly, as if he was looking down on an opponent like Lei Zhongmo.
This was a man who was about to become the leader of the Four Scholars.
Anger flashed through Lei Zhongmo's eyes, but he immediately suppressed his negative emotions.
"Since Fang Xusheng used a treasure, I won't hide it. I happen to have a treasure that was bestowed to me by the West Sea Dragon Sage. It can only be used once, but it's worth it for you. "
"No!" Gui Cong hurriedly shouted to stop him, but it was too late.
The Demon Kings present were also shocked. This was because many of the Water Race in the West Sea knew that the West Sea Dragon Sage had bestowed Lei Zhongmo a Blue Sea Conch. It was a powerful treasure that could even kill a Great Scholar or a Demon King.
Lei Zhongmo held up a blue sea conch with his right hand. The sea conch was not big, only a foot long.
The sea conch flew into the sky and slowly tilted. A drop of blue water hung on the edge of the sea conch and dripped down after a breath.
At first, this drop of water did not change, but in the blink of an eye, this drop of water turned into a small river.
In the blink of an eye, this small river turned into a raging river.
In the blink of an eye, the entire river turned into a vast ocean and fell towards Fang Yun.
The Blue Sea Conch contained water, and one drop turned into the ocean. This was the power of the Half-saint of the Water Race.
This drop of water contained the seawater within a 500-kilometer radius. Even the Great Scholar's most powerful battle poem could not compare to the might of a 500-kilometer ocean.
The most terrifying thing was that this vast ocean did not expand to 500-kilometer radius. It only expanded to 500-kilometer radius. When the water was compressed to 500-kilometer radius, its destructive power was comparable to the full-power attack of an Emperor.
"It's over." Gui Cong's face was filled with despair. No one below the level of a Saint could resist this kind of power. Fang Yun would definitely die if he encountered it. Ever since Gui Cong saw that treasure just now, he no longer wanted to stay out of this matter. He hoped that the literary star Long Jue would live, even if he had to betray the West Sea Dragon Palace.
When the 500-kilometer radius of water gathered in a city, the nearby heaven and earth seemed to be bloated.
In the blink of an eye, the deep blue water smashed towards Fang Yun.
The battle poem assassin formed by the Song of Triumph instantly turned into nothingness. Even the dragon's might was pushed away by this powerful water. It seemed like the dragon's might was about to change hands.
The deep blue seawater landed on the ground and exploded. Then, endless seawater surged in all directions. All the Water Race's Demon Kings, who were training, cursed loudly and fled into the distance. Even a Demon King of the Water Race would be seriously injured from the impact of the seawater.
The Blue Sea Conch flew back above Lei Zhongmo to protect him from being hit by the water.
The 50-kilometer area was soon filled with seawater that was 33 kilometers deep. After a few breaths, the seawater was led to other places, and the water level quickly decreased.
The Demon Kings in the distance kept blinking. They wanted to see Fang Yun in the center of the seawater, but there was too much seawater, so they could not see clearly for the time being.
Not long after, the seawater became lower and lower. The first to appear were many Demon Kings. They swam to the water to observe. Then, the Blue Sea Conch appeared.
After a few breaths, all the Demon Kings were dumbfounded.
The water level decreased, and Lei Zhongmo and Fang Yun appeared.
Lei Zhongmo was protected by the Blue Sea Conch and was not hit at all.
Not only was Fang Yun not hit, but his clothes were also not wet. What surprised the Demon Kings and Lei Zhongmo was that, based on Fang Yun's position and movement speed, it could be inferred that Fang Yun had been walking since Lei Zhongmo's attack began, and his speed was not different from before. It was as if the attack formed by the 500-kilometer sea did not exist to him.
"How is this possible?" Lei Zhongmo muttered to himself.
"What happened inside? Does the Literary Star Long Jue have some kind of treasure? "
"Who knows?"
All the Demon Kings looked at each other and shook their heads. In the end, all the Demon Kings focused their gazes on Gui Cong, because Gui Cong's expression was somewhat different.
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