After the second part of the History of Ancient Demons was completed, the bamboo slip-like Book of History in Fang Yun's Literature Palace glowed with a faint blue light, as if it had gained a strange spirituality and had come back to life.
A faint smile appeared on Fang Yun's face.
If one specialized in Historiography, they could activate the power of the Book of History as long as they condensed it.
Fang Yun cultivated the Saintly Way of Historiography. Even if he had the Book of History, it was difficult for him to fully utilize its power. Only after he formed the Literary Platform of Historiography or became a great Confucian scholar could he freely use the power of the Book of History. However, he was still not as good as a scholar who specialized in Historiography.
Moreover, the power of the Book of History formed by the History of Ancient Demons was too strong. It recorded the history of the former Master of All Worlds. In terms of subtlety, it was not as good as the Records of the Grand Historian. In terms of compatibility with the Saintly Way of the Human Race, it was not as good as the works of other historians such as Half-saint. However, in terms of length, intensity of struggle, and peak combat power, it was superior.
Once he completed the History of Ancient Demons, the power of Fang Yun's Book of History would not be inferior to that of a scholar who specialized in Historiography. However, he would have to pay a huge price for this.
Fang Yun had thought that as long as he finished the first part of the History of Ancient Demons, he could use the Book of History to summon the ancient demons that existed in the river of history. However, things did not go as he wished. Even after he finished all ten volumes of the first part, he could not summon the power of the Book of History.
In the end, Fang Yun realized that to fully utilize the power of the Book of History, not only did he need to borrow the power of the Literary Platform of Historiography, but he also needed to become a great Confucian scholar.
Once the second part of the History of Ancient Demons was completed, it gave Fang Yun the foundation of the Literary Platform of Historiography. He was still one step away from officially using the Book of History.
Fang Yun calmed himself down and officially started to build the Ancient Demon Platform of History.
While building the Ancient Demon Platform of History, Fang Yun was multitasking. He used his divine mind to explore the surroundings while capturing traces of Holy Qi.
After entering the cave, the Holy Qi was blocked by the hill. The efficiency of capturing was significantly reduced. He could only capture four traces of Holy Qi every two hours...
Time passed slowly.
Thanks to the Ancient Fey heritage being extremely real, the details of the History of Ancient Fey were above the majority of human history books. This made Fang Yun's history book extremely powerful. Although the price was that it was difficult to use, there were also advantages. Fang Yun had a deeper understanding of history, so it was easier for him to create the Ancient Fey literary platform.
In just a short period of time, the casting of the ancient Fey literary platform had reached the final step. Unfortunately, it failed.
Fang Yun was not discouraged. He continued to forge and fail.
After a day, he continued to fail. Fang Yun finally realized that he was doing something that no one had ever done before and no one would ever do again.
He had forcefully pulled the power of the Ancient Monster Clan into the Divine Path of the Shi Clan!
Thinking of this, Fang Yun's forehead began to drip with sweat. He felt lucky that he was in the Holy Burial Valley. If he were in the outside world, he would never be able to create the Ancient Monster Runic Platform.
Previously, Fang Yun's four literary platforms came from outside the human race.
There was the True Dragon Literary Platform, which was a typical foreign platform. Its power did not enter the human Divine Path. It was borrowed.
There was the Poisonous Attack Literary Platform. The Divine Path of this platform was completely human. It had only swallowed a portion of the Lord of Plague's power. It had not swallowed the Lord of Plague's Divine Path.
There was the Sin-suppressing Literary Platform. This platform was not created by Fang Yun himself. It was created by the help of the Legalist Saints and Sages.
Finally, there was the Bloody Light Literary Platform. Fang Yun was the Lord of Bloody Light. He was one with the Bloody Light World, so he could create it.
The Ancient Fey Literary Platform was different. It was to incorporate most of the Ancient Monster History in the Fu Yue heritage into the human Divine Path. It would continue to expand in the future. This was to create the human Divine Path of the Shi Clan with one's own power. Even if all the great scholars in history worked together, they would not be able to do it.
Only by grasping the power of the Saint Position could one have a chance.
Fortunately, this was the Holy Burial Valley. There was Holy Qi.
When Fang Yun figured out the cause and effect, the Holy Qi in the Literary Palace started to gather toward Fang Yun's Divine Mind.
Fang Yun, as a Grand Scholar, started to create the Ancient Fey Literary Platform at the cost of Holy Qi.
While Fang Yun was resting, a huge change happened in the Holy Burial Valley.
Holy Wall Canyon.
The canyon was tens of thousands of feet tall and thousands of miles thick. The canyon was three miles wide. One could step into the Blood Mausoleum of the human race after going a hundred miles in. If one could find the Holy Mausoleum, they would be protected by the powerful Holy Spirits of the human race.
The entrance of the canyon faced the north. On the walls on the east and west sides of the entrance, there was a huge human statue that was hundreds of feet tall.
The two statues were exactly the same. They were symmetrical.
Statue of Confucius.
This was how the Holy Wall Canyon got its name.
No one knew who had carved it, but the two statues were very lifelike. Looking up, it was as if one could see a kind Confucius holding a scroll and looking at them kindly.
Outside the entrance of the Holy Wall Canyon stood two Demon Emperors and 12 Grand Demon Kings.
When they first saw the statue of Confucius, they didn't feel any fear. Instead, they felt a strange sense of admiration. As soon as they entered the canyon, this feeling of admiration would be shattered.
Every demon was careful to maintain this feeling of admiration.
At this moment, the 14 demons had their backs to the entrance of the Holy Wall Canyon and were looking outside.
A middle-aged man in a purple robe came barefoot. He looked like he was taking a leisurely stroll, as if he was taking a stroll after a good meal, but every step he took brought him a hundred feet in the air. He was faster than an ordinary person running.
The ability of a literary genius was to shrink the ground into an inch.
The man held a feather fan. Half of his hair was black and half white. His eyes were like the stars in the sky. His face was as handsome as a god's.
He walked like a king in the clouds and came from afar like a crane.
He was clearly different from the human race, but all the demons present felt ashamed of their inferiority. They instinctively wanted to give way to this handsome man. Among them, a female Grand Demon King actually had a charming thought. Her eyes flashed with panic and shyness.
He was the current head of the Lei family, Raikonghe, who had friends all over the world and confidants all over Sheng Yuan.
But the next moment, all the demons became vigilant and restrained their thoughts.
The Tiger Demon Emperor whispered, "Legend has it that only Yi Zhishi of the human race can walk barefoot. I didn't expect Raikonghe to be at such a level. He's not inferior to Yi Zhishi at all. You must be careful!"
"No wonder before we left, our clan's Half-saint said not only to pay attention to Fang Yun and Yi Zhishi, but also to this Raikonghe." The Snake Demon Emperor hissed.
"Should we … stop them?"
The Tiger Demon Emperor and the Snake Demon Emperor looked at each other and were stunned.
The next moment, the Snake Demon Emperor narrowed his eyes and said, "Our target is Fang Yun. Let him pass!"
The Tiger Demon Emperor hesitated for a moment and nodded. "Let's get out of the way first!" He then hurriedly retreated to the side.
Raikonghe didn't even look at the demons. He went straight into the Sacred Wall Canyon, showing the style of a famous scholar.
The Tiger Demon Emperor then looked at the Snake Demon Emperor.
The Snake Demon Emperor whispered, "Can't you see? The feather fan in Raikonghe's hand is a Holy Qi treasure. It was placed in Half-saint's residence for hundreds of years to become a Holy Qi treasure. Or, the Holy Qi in the Sacred Burial Valley turned a great Confucian treasure into a Holy Qi treasure. In just a few days, he was able to take out a treasure of this level from a seashell. How much Holy Qi did he get? We are no match for him. "
The Tiger Demon Emperor suddenly understood. "Indeed! To take out an ordinary great Confucian treasure, you need to consume a whole mass of Holy Qi, which is made up of 10,000 Holy Qi threads. To take out a Holy Qi treasure, you need to consume at least two masses of Holy Qi! "
"To be continued …"
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