After forming the first layer of the literary platform, Fang Yun breathed a sigh of relief and started to form the second layer. However, he had only completed a quarter of it before he used up all his Holy Qi.
The incomplete second layer disintegrated and turned back into talent Qi and Holy Qi. The Holy Qi returned to Fang Yun's body before it dissipated.
Fang Yun furrowed his brows but quickly relaxed. Just as he had expected, Ye Futian lacked Holy Qi.
In the cave, Fang Yun opened his eyes.
The cave was sealed and dark, but in Fang Yun's eyes, it was no different from daytime. He could vaguely see the sky outside through the cracks.
The sky in Saint Burial Valley was always blue like a gem.
Fang Yun was in a dilemma.
If he stayed here, he wouldn't be able to absorb enough Holy Qi to form the ninth literary platform even after hundreds of years.
If he left to look for Holy Qi, he might run into barbarians. If he ran into one or two ordinary demon kings, Fang Yun was confident that he could defeat them with a small price. However, if he ran into barbarians like the Great Khan, he would be doomed. If he ran into emperors, he would definitely die.
Fang Yun looked down at his Sea Swallowing Seashell. Whether it was the Ink Turtle, the Ink Lady, or the Mist Butterfly, they were all in his Sea Swallowing Seashell. If he wanted to let them out, he would have to use up a lot of Holy Qi, not to mention Wu Houche and other powerful literary treasures.
"I can only find the source of Holy Qi and spiritual remains."
Countless images appeared in Fang Yun's mind.
There was the topographic map of Saint Burial Valley that the Mountain Carrying Clan knew, as well as the topographic map of Saint Burial Valley of the Dragons and the Human Clan.
There were many secrets of Saint Burial Valley in the inheritance of the ancient demons and Dragons. It wasn't that Fang Yun didn't want to tell other humans, but the inheritance of Saint Burial Valley was a secret among secrets. Without the permission of the Dragon Court or the Summit of Stars, it would be a betrayal.
In the end, Fang Yun opened his mouth and exhaled. The Qi of Heaven and Earth around him was drawn by his talent Qi and condensed into a topographic map of 200,000 miles, like a translucent sandbox.
However, 70% of the map was empty, and only 30% was clearly visible. Every visible place was marked with a name.
Fang Yun had already determined his approximate location, which was around the Fourth Peak on the south side of the Black Mountain. He made a blue mark on his position.
Then, he made a red mark on the blood graveyard of the Human Clan at the edge of the topographic map.
From the blue mark to the red mark, there was a large amount of blank space. At the same time, there were also some marked areas. Among them, there were three areas that were the clearest.
The Blood Graveyard of the Ancient Monster Clan, the Reverse Stele Mountain, and the Sky Hanging River.
Fang Yun looked at the location of the Sky Hanging River, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.
Afterwards, Fang Yun's eyes fell on his position. Once again, he slowly looked towards the north to observe the topographic map. Finally, he looked at the Holy Wall Canyon and looked at all the places along the way.
Along the way, other than the Ancient Demon's Blood Graveyard, the Reverse Stele Mountain, and the Hanging Sky River, there were some other strange places. Although they were not dangerous, they were all very dangerous.
Fang Yun used his talent to draw green circles in several places.
In the records of the three clans, there were a total of six places along the way where holy Qi sources had appeared. Moreover, two places had evil spirits, so the holy Qi sources in those two places were very difficult to obtain.
Finally, Fang Yun's eyes fell on a place, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The Mountain Carrying Clan had mortal enemies, but they also had close friends.
In ancient times, the Mountain Carrying Clan had once fought side by side with the Mountain Giant.
36,000 miles north, there was a mountain range called the Skull Mountain Range.
The Skull Mountain Range was formed by the remains of a Great Saint Mountain Giant.
After the Mountain Giant died, its body turned into a mountain, and its essence and saint blood combined to give birth to the Mountain Saint Spirit, which guarded the Skull Mountain Range.
In the Saint Burial Valley, there were a few spiritual beings that were born from the essence and saint blood of the dead Saints.
Spiritual beings that were rational and did not go crazy or attack randomly were called Saint Spirits, while those that were irrational and only knew how to destroy and kill were called Evil Spirits.
Both Saint Spirits and Evil Spirits were very powerful. The weakest was a literature master, and most of them had the power of a Ruler. The strongest one that had been found so far had the power of a Half-saint.
Holy Spirits were weak, but they could reside in spiritual remains. Regardless of whether it was the remains of great scholars, great demon kings, emperors, literary heroes, or saints, as long as the remains were complete, they could sneak in and take it for themselves to obtain great power.
The Mountain Giant was brave and warlike. It had contributed a lot in the war against the Dragons and the Demons and Barbarians, but it was honest and had a good reputation among the Ancient Demon Clan.
The Mountain Giant was the Ancient Demon Clan's best miners. They could extract anything that existed in the ground from dozens of miles away, so every Mountain Giant had a lot of wealth. At the same time, they liked to trade and wanted to get more and better collections.
The Mountain Saint Spirits were influenced by the Mountain Giant, so they were also very warlike. They did not attack the Ancient Demon Clans that entered the Saint Burial Valley, but they regarded the Dragons and the Demons and Barbarians as their mortal enemies. At the same time, the Mountain Saint Spirits also liked to trade. As long as there was something they liked, they would take out their collections to trade.
Fang Yun believed that the Mountain Saint Spirits must have Holy Qi masses. If he was lucky, he might even be able to trade for a Holy Qi source.
Ten thousand Holy Qi threads could form a Holy Qi mass, and a Holy Qi source was even better than a Holy Qi mass. It was a place that could produce Holy Qi continuously. If he could find a Half-saint skull that had been refined by Holy Qi, he could use the Half-saint skull to carry a Holy Qi source.
The Ninth Literary Platform needed a lot of Holy Qi. Fang Yun did not know how many Holy Qi masses he needed, but if he could find a Holy Qi source, he would definitely be able to build the Ninth Literary Platform.
Fang Yun looked at the map again and finally decided to go to the Fengskull Mountains to find the Mountain Saint Spirits and find a way to trade for enough Holy Qi masses.
As long as he completed the Ninth Literary Platform, he would not need to suppress his power and directly become a Great Scholar. Once he became a Great Scholar, he would have enough power to protect himself.
"But …"
Fang Yun's eyes fell on an empty space between the Red Black Mountain and the Fengskull Mountains.
It was a taboo to fly too high in the Sacred Burial Valley. It was relatively safe within a hundred feet, but it was extremely dangerous above a thousand feet because he would be discovered by the Evil Spirits or other races.
If he wanted to go to the Fengskull Mountains, he had to fly at a low altitude. He could not pass through some obstacles, so he could only take a detour.
Fang Yun calculated in his mind. If he took a detour to the Fengskull Mountains, he would need to fly for at least five days. If he wanted to be faster, he could try that empty space.
Because there were mountains nearby, if there was a mountain in the empty space, it would definitely be discovered by other races and recorded in their inheritance. Therefore, the terrain there was not very high. It would be faster to go through the empty space to reach the Fengskull Mountains.
However, the empty space also meant unknown danger.
Fang Yun pondered for a while and finally decided to go to the edge of the empty space to take a look. If there was danger, he would leave. If there was no danger, he would go deeper.
Fang Yun left the cave and stepped on the Smooth Steps. He was a hundred feet above the ground and began to hurry to the Fengskull Mountains.
Around him were undulating black mountain peaks. The shortest one was more than fifty feet. Fang Yun was flying a hundred feet above the ground, so it was very safe for him to fly. He would never be discovered by people far away.
During the flight, Fang Yun was multitasking. He was capturing Holy Qi while checking everything he passed, including the mountains, ground, stones, and so on.
No one knew what they would encounter in the Sacred Burial Valley. There was once a Dragon who had just entered the Sacred Burial Valley and found a relatively complete corpse of an Ancient Demon Half-saint in the sand. He then drove the Half-saint corpse to kill everyone in the Sacred Burial Valley.
Even an inconspicuous stone in the Sacred Burial Valley could be the corpse of a Half-saint.
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