Fang Yun only hoped that there wouldn't be any powerful forces in Sacred Burial Valley that would interfere with his Divine Path Dharma and cause him to overlook some potential threats.
Fang Yun immediately got up and headed for Sacred Tooth Peak. His journey was smooth, and he soon saw thirty-three huge fang-like peaks in front of him.
Some Mountain Holy Spirits looked at Fang Yun and then went back to their own business. Fang Yun sensed their complicated emotions.
Ten Mountain Holy Spirits had died in Thunder Weave Mountain. Although their cores had been rescued, it was still a big blow to the Mountain Holy Spirits. However, Fang Yun had also brought the inheritance of the Mountain Giant, so they couldn't blame him.
Fang Yun scanned the empty space in front of him. Other than the Mountain Holy Spirits, there was another Ancient Demon here. It was a Fourth Realm Ancient Demon named Tan Feng. It was a four-winged flying snake, but its wings weren't made of ordinary feathers. Instead, they were made of black bone feathers that were harder than steel. Its body was more than four hundred feet long, and there were red and black rings on its body.
Ordinary snakes had scales that pressed down on each other from head to tail, but this Greedy Wind's scales were reversed, pressing down on each other from head to tail.
Fang Yun knew very well that although Tan Feng looked awkward, once he fought, the scales all over his body would explode, and he would become like a large pine ball. His scales would shoot out endless wind arrows and venom, and it was extremely terrifying.
Its four wings were also very powerful. When it attacked with full force, the bone feathers would turn into a storm of sharp blades that cut down the enemy.
However, Fang Yun found that Tan Feng's scales and wings were newly grown. Its Qi and blood were not vigorous. It seemed that it had been through a battle and was recovering here.
Fu Yue and Tan Feng didn't have a deep relationship, and there was no hatred between them. They looked at each other and nodded slightly. They had met before.
If Fang Yun had not become a Great Confucian, he would have ignored Tan Feng and focused on his own business. However, with the power of the Cultivation Realm, Fang Yun deduced that Tan Feng's injury was caused in the Nether Spirit Plain through Tan Feng's body and aura. In the Nether Spirit Plain and other Ominous Lands, there was a kind of flower called "Sage's Finger", which had a unique function in the Blood Graveyard of the Ancient Monster Clan. Only the Ancient Monster Clan could use it. Even the Dragons did not know the function of this divine object.
In the past, Fang Yun did not want to go to the Ancient Demon Cemetery because he was not strong enough. But now, he had advanced to the Body Cultivation realm. Although he was only equivalent to a First Realm Demonic Barbarian, he had two Spirit Corpses. In addition, he had the strength of a country, and his other powers had been enhanced. He could definitely go to the Ancient Demon Cemetery to test it out.
After all, heading to the Ancient Demon Cemetery was one of his main objectives for entering Saint Burial Valley. If he was able to obtain that thing that he'd been scheming for a long time, then he would surely be able to roam freely through Saint Burial Valley and live freely in the heavens and the earth.
Fang Yun walked towards Tan Feng and said with a smile, "Friend Tan Feng, I'm about to head to the Ancient Demon Cemetery. Are you willing to go with me?"
Tan Feng's huge eyes were like two deep pools. He stared at Fang Yun and the four Spirit Corpses behind him for a long time before saying, "I failed to find the Saint's Finger in the Netherspirit Plains. When my strength recovers, I will head there again. Once I find the Saint's Finger, I will go to the Ancient Demon Cemetery to find the Holy Mausoleum. You are also an Ancient Demon, so you naturally know the use of the Saint's Finger in the Ancient Demon Cemetery. "
Fang Yun smiled and said, "Of course, this is the secret of my Ancient Demon Clan. Of course, I know. I also need the Saint's Finger. Why don't we go together? As long as we find two Saint's Fingers, we can head to the Ancient Demon Cemetery together. What do you think? "
Tan Feng stared at Fang Yun with his pitch-black eyes. After a few breaths, he nodded gently and said, "The Mountain Carrying Clan is not cunning. I have heard a little about your deeds in the Human Clan. Furthermore, the Tree Venerable seems to think highly of you, so I agree. I believe that you won't do anything you shouldn't do. You know very well how powerful I am. I won't give you any chances. "
"Compared to harming you, going to the Ancient Demon Cemetery is more important," Fang Yun said with a smile.
Tan Feng said, "I still need a few more days to recover. If you can't wait, you can go to the Nether Soul Plains first."
"The Nether Soul Plains is a place of great danger. If I don't join hands with you, I won't enter. I just became a Great Confucian and need some time to cultivate. If I can make it in time, I will go out to do something. If not, I will go to the Nether Soul Plains with you first, "Fang Yundao said.
"Okay."
After Tan Feng finished speaking, he lowered his head and continued to recover on the ground. His scales opened slightly, and a fierce wind blew around him. His scales absorbed the power of the wind, and even the Holy Qi nearby was absorbed by him.
Fang Yun wanted to make a deal with the Mountain Range Holy Spirit, but the Mountain Range Holy Spirit couldn't give him anything useful. Fang Yun was keenly aware that the Holy Spirits of the Mountain Range Holy Spirit Clan were preparing for war. Moreover, several Holy Spirits of the Mountain Range Holy Spirit Clan were also secretly reminding him to be more careful. It was very likely that unexpected changes would occur in the Saint Burial Valley.
At this time, improving himself was the only way out. So Fang Yun cultivated near the Sacred Tooth Peak.
After becoming a Great Confucian, there were many changes in various aspects. Fang Yun needed time to get used to it.
The next day, Fang Yun's body had a kind of power sublimated.
Fast Writing could allow him to write an armchair strategist in one breath, while Glib Tongue Wen Xin could allow him to write a chapter in one breath. Fast Writing had been promoted to the Saint Tier Wen Xin, and he had gained the ability to "write in one stroke." He could write a battle poem with a stroke of his pen on the paper.
Now, Glib Tongue had also been promoted to the Saint Tier, and he had gained the ability to write in one stroke. He could perform an entire battle poem with just one word.
Half-saint could be used continuously, but Fang Yun needed a period of time before he could use it. He needed Wen Xin to absorb enough power.
Whether it was writing in one stroke or completing in one stroke, it was an ability that could turn the tide of a battle or even life and death at a critical moment. This greatly increased Fang Yun's power.
While cultivating, Fang Yun was multitasking. He communicated with Tan Feng and the other Mountain Range Giants who had entered the Nether Spirit Plain. He knew the recent changes in the Nether Spirit Plain and made preparations for the future.
After becoming a Great Confucian, Fang Yun found a way to increase the power of the Ancient Demon Runic Platform, and that was to absorb the blood of the Ancient Demons of the Hundred Emperors Tribe. So, he used the Saint Qi mass to exchange for some blood from Tan Feng for the Ancient Demon Runic Platform to absorb.
After three days, Fang Yun felt that he had completely adapted to the body of a Great Confucian, and Tan Feng had no intention of leaving. He was ready to find the Great Demon King who was trapped by the Blood-toothed Vine.
The Sacred Burial Valley was not like other places. Time was very precious because no one knew when it would suddenly close. Fang Yun believed that even if someone wanted to kill him, they would not stay outside for too long. After all, the Feng Skull Mountain Range was too big, and there were exits everywhere. Only Half-saint could monitor every place.
To prevent being followed, Fang Yun specially left the Feng Skull Mountain Range from a path that he had not taken before. He was ready to go to the Sword Edge Peak to find the Great Demon King.
However, before he could get close to the Sword Edge Peak, Fang Yun felt that he was being watched by something. He turned his head to look.
The Level Four Great Demon King Lang Yuan Of Gojoseon was flying over from afar. Behind him was a Level Four Demon Race Skeleton, and its claws were holding a Great Confucian in a purple robe.
The Great Confucian Nie Shoude looked at Fang Yun, and his expression changed. In the end, he lowered his head and did not say a word.
"Fang Yun, if you bind your arms, I will leave your corpse intact!" Lang Yuan Of Gojoseon's voice exploded like thunder.
Lang Yuan Of Gojoseon suddenly threw Nie Shoude into the air, and the lightning around him exploded like a waterfall. Then, the power of the Saint Qi dissipated, and he flew over from afar like a bolt of lightning.
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