"When I become a saint, I will behead the immoral ruler and punish the heartless!"
When Fang Yun finished speaking, the clouds in the sky of Saint Origin World surged. Layers of white clouds surged in the sky as if they were being blown by a strong wind. Like rolling waves, thousands of stars were blocked out. Only the Literary Star Light shone through, making the sky become translucent and dreamy.
A million miles was like a piece of land, a world like a celestial phenomenon.
All the Confucian scholars were surprised to see that the Literary Star Light falling on Gyeongo had decreased by a whole ten percent!
Then, Fang Yun's voice once again spread across Saint Origin World.
"When I become a saint, I will destroy Qing Capital and wash away the filth!"
The Literary Star Light falling on Gyeongo had decreased by another ten percent!
Countless Confucian scholars from all over the human race flew into the sky with official seals in their hands. Their divine senses shot into the sky as they looked at the land of Gyeongo.
Fang Yun stood in the sky like a Heavenly Emperor. He commanded all sides, separated the heavens and earth, and determined the hierarchy of a country.
Compared to the heavens and earth, Fang Yun was very small. However, in the divine senses of all the Confucian scholars, Fang Yun seemed to create wind with his breath and clouds with his breath. He could change the weather with a single thought.
"When I become a saint, I will break the fate of Gyeongo and the heavens will be clear!"
The Literary Star Light falling on Gyeongo had decreased by another ten percent.
The boundless clouds dissipated, and the heavens and earth returned to normal.
Looking at the Saint Origin World from the distant space, one could see that the entire Saint Origin World was illuminated by the starlight of Wenqu. It was as if the light of water had covered millions of miles of land. Only the Kingdom of Qing seemed to have a deep hole that absorbed the light of the water.
The entire human race was shocked by Fang Yun's heaven-shaking words. Many people asked the people around them what had happened.
Tens of thousands of articles appeared in a few breaths of time. All the articles were very similar.
"What happened in Gyeongo?"
"What shameless thing did Qing Jun do to anger Fang Xusheng?"
"What did Qing Jun do to anger Fang Xusheng?"
"Why are the people of Gyeongo so unlucky?"
…
However, no one could answer him.
Scholars from all over the world saw Fang Yun's talent power surging around his body, turning into a whirlpool. The surrounding natural power mixed with a small amount of positive power surged into Fang Yun's body.
Fang Yun swore an oath. His heart was upright and his courage was firm.
In the sky above Notre-Dame, a total of fourteen Confucian scholars stood in mid-air, looking at Gyeongo from afar.
"He has finally entered the Righteous Heart Realm."
"This Fang Xusheng is only a Grand Scholar. How can he draw the Vital Energy of Heaven and Earth into his body? Does the Vital Energy of Heaven and Earth belong to him? "
"Compared to him entering the righteous state of mind, we should be more concerned about Gyeongo's changes."
"This is no longer a mutation, but a heavenly change, or even a heavenly punishment!"
"Watch your words!"
"You've forced Fang Xusheng to this point, so why should you be careful with your words? The starlight of a country's literature has decreased by thirty percent. Why should we be careful with our words?! "
The Confucian scholars of Notre-Dame were about to discuss this matter when Qing Jun's exasperated voice came from above Gyeongo.
"Fang Yun, you're digging your own grave!"
Bolts of lightning flashed above Fang Yun, exploding in the sky following Qing Jun's words.
The Monarch's Furious Thunder contained the country's fate. The sound contained great power, warding off evil and dispelling disasters.
All the vengeful spirits and evil spirits in Gyeongo fell like sand and turned into dust. All the demons and barbarians below the Demon King level bled from their orifices, suffering heavy casualties.
In Gyeongo's various waters, millions of water demons came out of the water.
Every time the Monarch's Furious Thunder was formed, the people of a country would be terrified. However, the people nearby saw and heard the Monarch's Furious Thunder without any fear.
Compared to Fang Xusheng's holy words, Qing Jun's Furious Thunder was just an exasperated shout.
But Fang Yun turned a blind eye to it and continued to fly in the direction of Baling City.
The Confucian scholars were shocked to see that Fang Yun's One Step to Heaven's speed had surpassed all the Confucian scholars.
The Confucian scholars' One Step to Heaven's speed would exceed the speed of one chime. However, no matter how much talent was injected, it would not exceed two chimes. Only a few Confucian scholars used the power of literature and destiny to temporarily increase One Step to Heaven's speed.
Now, Fang Yun's speed had reached two and a half chimes. Even a Demon King's charging speed at full speed could not compare.
Many Confucian scholars observed carefully and found that Fang Yun's One Step to Heaven's Furious Thunder was actually attached to bits of starlight. The starlight continuously entered the Furious Thunder and was constantly replenished from the outside world.
Many Confucian scholars were so shocked that they could not speak. This meant that Fang Yun could actually directly use the power of the starlight of literature!
Even the Saints could not do it!
Even the Saints, Ancestor Emperors, and Ancestor Gods of the myriad worlds could not do it.
Other than the Emperors, the strongest living beings in the history of the myriad worlds could only absorb the power of the stars into their bodies and then convert it into power that they could use.
Whether it was the Dragons, Ancient Demons, Barbarians, or humans, such a miracle had never happened before.
Many of the Notre-Dame's Confucian scholars were shocked and excited.
Almost all of these Confucian scholars had the world in their hearts. If their deaths could be exchanged for the strength of the human race, all of them would not hesitate to die. It was not for the sake of their lives or for the sake of their reputation, but because it was worth it.
Therefore, when they found out that Fang Yun could use the starlight of literature, the first thing these Confucian scholars thought of was to find a way to popularize it in the human race.
Once the human race could directly use the starlight of literature, their strength would increase several times!
If every Confucian scholar's One Step to Heaven's Furious Thunder had such speed, from then on, all the demons below the Grand Demon King level would be treated as fish on the chopping board. They would not be able to catch up or escape and could only wait to be slaughtered by the Confucian scholars.
However, these Confucian scholars quickly calmed down.
"I'm afraid this matter will have to be discussed!"
"There's no need for that. If there are too many people discussing it, it won't be good. Let's have the Cabinet Elder's Meeting."
"Before the meeting, we have to clarify two things, or rather, one thing. How could Fang Xusheng reduce the starlight of literature in Gyeongo? Why could his One Step to Heaven use the power of the starlight of literature? "
"One Step to Heaven's Furious Thunder seems to be explained by the starlight of literature. Back then, when he became the head of the Six Nations, he set a great ambition and defeated everyone in one fell swoop to obtain twelve Rainbow Auspicious Clouds. In the history of the human race, no one has ever obtained twelve Rainbow Auspicious Clouds. All twelve Auspicious Clouds were swallowed by Fang Yun's One Step to Heaven, which probably caused a qualitative change and connected it to the Literary Star. It's completely understandable. "
"Although this explanation is a bit far-fetched, it's not without reason. But … why did the starlight of literature fall so rarely in the Kingdom?"
The Confucian scholars looked at each other. Even though they were in a state of excitement, they did not immediately answer.
After a while, Elder Gao Mo of the Punishment Hall said, "It seems that Fang Xusheng had an incredible adventure. It's just that we don't know if it was in the Holy Ground, the Dragon Platform, or Mitani Lien Chan. "
"Don't mention Mitani Lien Chan!" Elder He Qionghai of the Battle Hall had a complicated expression.
Many Confucian scholars sighed. Back then, Mitani Lien Chan, Peng Zaozhao, and many other human elites died in battle. Their relatives and friends still could not forgive them.
"Let's talk about the Literary Star. I suspect that Fang Xusheng has something to do with the recent changes in the Literary Star. "
"Impossible. The Literary Star began to change many years ago. At that time, Fang Yun was only a scholar. How could it be related to him?"
"Then the biggest possibility is that he has too many famous works. His Palace of Literature is filled with brilliant stars. Everyone knows that the Palace of Literature and the Literary Star have a special connection. It's just that it's hard to figure out. Perhaps he understood this connection and could control the starlight of the Literary Star. "
"No, no, no. Old Man thinks that this is only because of Fang Xusheng's oath. The human genius favored by the Literary Star was attacked, so the Literary Star would naturally punish Gyeongo."
"Right, who knows why Fang Yun is so angry?"
A few Confucian scholars looked at the elder of the Punishment Hall.
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