The level four evil spirit that looked like a giant ape slowly turned its head and looked at Fang Yun with its scarlet eyes. It then glanced at everyone present and quickly rushed into the black fog under the Holy Qi light beam.
Nie Shoude looked embarrassed. He didn't expect to make such a fool of himself.
Fang Yun soon reached the edge of the black fog.
The black fog was almost ten thousand feet high and covered hundreds of miles. It was like a giant beast in front of him.
Powerful forces surged in it. Rocks were turned into powder and mountains were turned into dust. It was as if the world had changed. It was independent of the Saint Burial Valley and formed a world of its own.
Fang Yun's body flashed with golden light. He rushed into the black fog under the protection of the Holy Qi.
Outside, the two great demon kings looked at each other and smiled proudly.
The power formed by the dragon turning over was so strong that even the Great Khan or Wen Zong would die if they entered it. Other than the Emperors, only the evil spirits, Holy Spirits, and other natives of the Saint Burial Valley could barely survive.
If a Grand Scholar entered it, even if he had a source of Holy Qi, it wouldn't be enough.
Because the Holy Might inside was surging.
Nie Shoude frowned slightly and then sighed softly. He continued to look above the Holy Qi light beam, ready to receive the next light ball.
The moment he entered the black mist, Fang Yun felt a terrifying pressure crushing down on him. No matter if it was his body or mind, they were all squeezed by an irresistible force. It was as if the sun had descended, as if mountains were approaching, as if everything in the world was crashing into him.
The Holy Qi in the Wen Palace actively protected Fang Yun, but it was consumed quickly. It would be consumed in three hundred breaths at most. It was even more dangerous than facing the Thunder Dragon.
Three hundred breaths was very short here.
Fang Yun looked around and found that he could only see 200 feet away. Any further and he would be blocked by a lot of smoke.
Fang Yun felt as if he was in a black sandstorm. But it wasn't just sand that was flying. There were also stones that were harder than weapons. There were even some broken bones of Holy Qi or Half-saint. Under the power of the Holy Qi light beam, the bone fragments were like countless demon kings attacking continuously.
The wind swept, and the sky darkened.
The most terrible thing was the endless impact of the Holy Might. Only the Emperors could directly resist this power. Fang Yun could only use his Holy Qi to resist.
The four spiritual skeletons also followed in. The spiritual skeletons were strong and only needed a little Holy Qi to stay here.
Suddenly, a pale golden ball of light appeared in front of him and quickly flew in another direction. Fang Yun saw through the pale golden light that it was a ball of Holy Qi. He immediately wanted to catch it, but a gust of wind containing Holy Might suddenly accelerated, blowing him back step by step. Finally, he crashed into the bronze giant skeleton behind him.
Helplessness flashed in Fang Yun's eyes, and then 200 Holy Qi masses poured into his Sea Swallowing Seashell. He stretched out his hand, and a palm-sized brass disc flew out, with faint flames on it.
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Starfire Globe Mirror.
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The price of taking out the Starfire Sky Mirror was too high, but in order to get more Holy Qi balls, he had to do it.
If he didn't become an Emperor, he couldn't use the power of the Starfire Sky Mirror. At most, he could stimulate the power on the surface. Fang Yun didn't have much Dragon Qi. He could only use it once after accumulating it for half a year. He had used it in the north of Jingguo. Now that he had Holy Qi, even if he couldn't use the Starfire Sky Mirror to kill enemies, it was more than enough to stimulate the remaining power. It would be better if he was in a place full of flames.
Although the Starfire Sky Mirror wasn't a killing treasure and its main function was to travel through the stars, it was still a treasure of Dragons. As soon as it appeared, the threat disappeared, and Fang Yun stood firmly in the black fog.
Fang Yun was relieved. It was exactly as he had speculated. The impact of the dragon itself wasn't very strong. What was strong was the Holy Might. Once the Holy Might was removed, he could come and go freely in the black fog.
After that, Fang Yun's eyes were filled with joy. With the Starfire Celestial Mirror in his hand, his range of vision had increased from 200 feet to 300 feet. Being able to see so far in this place with a radius of a few hundred miles was equivalent to not being affected at all.
Even the strongest emperor in the Holy Burial Valley couldn't see anything that was more than three hundred meters away in the black fog.
"Can the Divine Moon Stone borrow the power of the Starfire Sky Mirror?"
A thought flashed through Fang Yun's mind. He slowly descended and finally stopped in the air 300 feet above the ground. He looked around.
Hundreds of faint-golden spheres of light danced within the raging winds. These faint-golden spheres of light seemed to be guided by some sort of mysterious power. All of them were deliberately moving away from Fang Yun. The closest faint-golden sphere of light was 500 zhang away from Fang Yun. If it were Fang Yun, he would not be able to see it.
Fang Yun opened his mouth, and the True Dragon Sword wrapped in Holy Qi flew out. The sword light was like water, sweeping toward the nearest light golden ball. But a moment later, the wind of Holy Might swept past, and the light golden ball sped up and flew away. The True Dragon Sword's speed was greatly reduced. It was like a fish swimming in mud, unable to use its full power.
Fang Yun immediately withdrew the True Dragon Sword. Without becoming a great Confucian, the True Dragon Sword couldn't attract the Righteous Qi of the world to protect itself. Even if it had Holy Qi, it couldn't resist the Holy Might. However, Fang Yun didn't only have the True Dragon Sword.
Fang Yun's mind moved. The level-four bronze giant and the human great Confucian surrounded by Holy Qi rushed toward the two nearest pale golden light balls.
The wind of Holy Might came. The bronze giant punched out. Holy Qi rolled, cracking the sun and the moon. It pushed away the Holy Might and grabbed the pale golden light balls.
Fang Yun nodded. The bronze giant was refined by Dragons, and its original form was an ancient demon. It was very powerful. If it was nourished by Holy Qi for a while, it could reach level-five.
The spiritual skeleton of the Great Confucian of the Human Clan cleverly used the battle poem. While resisting the wind of the Saint Aura, he used the monarch battle poem to summon the five monarchs. The Five Tyrants of Spring and Autumn came out together to seize the pale golden light ball.
Fang Yun smiled. Although the great Confucian had lost its courage and couldn't use the power of the country, its battle poems were improved with the help of Holy Qi. It could use methods that it couldn't use before it was born. For example, the Five Hegemons of Spring and Autumn could only be used by scholars. But it was perfect in the hands of the level-four human great Confucian.
Fang Yun glanced at the Starfire Celestial Mirror in his hand. In fact, as long as he was willing to use his Holy Qi, he could use the Starfire Celestial Mirror to take the light balls nearby. But it would consume too much Holy Qi.
After the bronze giant and the great Confucian caught the pale golden light balls, they immediately sealed them with their own power and threw them to Fang Yun. Then they went to grab the next pale golden light ball according to Fang Yun's instructions.
Fang Yun took the two pale golden light balls. In the blink of an eye, the pale golden light disappeared, revealing two masses of Holy Qi.
Fang Yun put the masses of Holy Qi into the Literature Palace and looked at the hundreds of pale golden light balls in front of him with a smile.
Among the 300 pale golden light balls in sight, half of them were common things in the Sacred Burial Valley but precious in the outside world. There were bones of Holy Qi, bones of Half-saint, strange metals and divine objects. But for Fang Yun, these things were not only useless, but also would consume Holy Qi if he put them in the Sea Swallowing Seashell. They were not worth mentioning.
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