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Chapter 2164

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The Home Country was in ruins.

Fang Yun's expression was normal, and there was no sign of regret. This level of sacrifice was nothing to kill the mysterious Leopard Demon King.

Silver light flickered in the Literature Palace, and the starlight of the Literature Palace suddenly became dense. The miniature Literature Star, which had fused with two fragments of the Literature Star, emitted a milky silver light that poured into the Home Country.

The shattered outer walls of the Home Country healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Fang Yun watched with a smile. If it were an ordinary Confucian Kingdom, they would either never make any progress in their lives or beg Half-saint for help.

In less than two hours, the cracks on the surface of the Home Country had completely disappeared. In a few days, it would be completely restored.

At this moment, Fang Yun looked up at the withered cauldron on the second Talent Moon. The cauldron trembled slightly and let out a deep bell-like sound before suddenly exploding.

The rusty cauldron exploded without warning, turning into billions of silver-black threads that burst out like countless black snakes entering the Home Country's land.

In an instant, the surface of the Home Country's land was covered with a layer of silver-black metal, and all the plants became exceptionally strong.

Fang Yun was only in the realm of the Qi Family, so even if everything in the Home Country had spirituality, there were very few of them. They were like puppets and sculptures that were being controlled. But now, all the trees were showing strange changes.

The leaves of each tree fell one after another. After the leaves landed on the ground, they would quickly decay, and new leaves would slowly grow on the branches that had already fallen. When the other leaves had withered once, the new leaf would continue to wither, and so on, the cycle would go on endlessly.

In the Home Country, the trees had spirituality, and the leaves fell like rain without end.

Fang Yun closed his eyes and sensed carefully. Then, he nodded gently.

Previously, the Home Country had two strange powers, which were Break and Guidance. But now, Break and Decay had completely merged to form a new Decay, but it was even more terrifying than the other two.

No matter how strong Break was, it was only the power of the Great Confucian. No matter how weak Decay was, it still had the power of the Divine Path.

Fang Yun opened his eyes and looked at a towering tree 30 meters ahead. He stretched out his finger and flicked it, and a strand of faintly discernible talent qi flew out.

This wisp of talent Qi was extremely small. It was only one ten-thousandth of the talent Qi required to compose a battle poem. However, at the core of this wisp of talent Qi, it carried the power of decay.

The Qi landed on the tree. Holy Qi flowed in Fang Yun's eyes. The tree, which was very common in the Tree Kingdom, immediately became transparent in Fang Yun's eyes. Nothing could escape his eyes.

A needle-sized hole appeared on the tree bark where the wisp of talent qi first touched. Other than that, there was no other change on the surface.

However, in an instant, Fang Yun saw that his Power of Decay had left his Talent Qi and split into two. One appeared on a leaf of the big tree, while the other appeared on a root.

When the first leaf fell, the power of decay immediately appeared on the next leaf.

When the first root withered, the power of decay appeared on the second root.

The withering power didn't take effect immediately. After a dozen breaths, all the leaves on the tree fell off, and the roots withered. Then, the trunk collapsed, and the moment it fell to the ground, it turned into ashes.

Fang Yun thought for a moment. He didn't use the power of decay. Instead, he used his Holy Qi to summon the famous battle poet formed by the Great Confucian Scholar's battle poem. This famous battle poet had Holy Qi and could resist the power of the Divine Path to a certain extent.

After that, Fang Yun used the battle poem "Arrow in the Stone." This battle poem of a scholar could only contain very little power of decay. If it had been ordinary power of the Saintly Way, it would have been expelled by the Holy Qi of the battle poem.

However, when the arrow formed by 'Arrow in the Stone' fell on the famous battle poet, Fang Yun saw that his power of decay wasn't dispelled by the Holy Qi, which had an absolute advantage in quantity and quality. Instead, it instantly rushed into the head of the famous battle poet.

At first glance, the appearance of the famous battle poet didn't change. However, in Fang Yun's eyes, the famous battle poet was actually aging uncontrollably. Every time he aged, a part of his Talent Qi and Holy Qi would dissipate. His power kept weakening.

Fang Yun was surprised and delighted. Not only did the power of decay absorb the characteristic of breaking, which directly reduced the opponent's power, but it was also supported by guidance. It could directly find the source of the enemy's power and didn't have to fight against the powerful Holy Qi.

Fang Yun observed quietly. After 15 minutes, the power of decay of the famous battle poet was only reduced by half. It was still weakening the famous battle poet.

Under the stimulation of Holy Qi, the famous battle poet had the realm and strength of an ordinary scholar. However, now it was weakened to the realm of a grand scholar by a battle poem of a mere scholar.

Fang Yun remembered that his previous breaking could be stacked, so he used 'Arrow in the Stone' again. However, the power of decay was only replenished. The total amount still didn't exceed the upper limit of the battle poem of a scholar.

Fang Yun didn't give up. He used other battle poems of a scholar to attack the famous battle poet. As a result, the power of decay in the famous battle poet increased directly. It was equal to the total power of decay that two different battle poems could carry.

Fang Yun nodded slightly. Although this kind of power couldn't be released in an instant, it would be far more powerful than any country in the world if it was accumulated.

Fang Yun continued to practice the power of decay. After grasping the basic characteristics of the power of decay, he started to observe other changes in his body.

Not long after, Fang Yun's eyes were shining. Because he had comprehended the picture of the Ferocious Tree, his realm had improved greatly. A complete picture of the Ferocious Tree was a complete path to sainthood. Even if he had comprehended less than one percent of it, it was equivalent to learning a true holy path, which was very helpful to him.

"The power of decay is a part of the holy path of longevity. It's the holy path of the Ferocious Tree. The saints of other realms haven't really mastered it. They can only learn it. The power of decay that I have learned can not only make everything wither, but also allow me to resist the power of aging and withering. My lifespan will also be greatly increased! In addition, my eyes seem to have been integrated with an unknown power. Now the world in my eyes has become clearer. What I see is close to the source. "

Fang Yun glanced at the forest in front of him and immediately "captured" the information that even the great scholar couldn't obtain. Soon, he could determine the characteristics of the plants in front of him. He could even deduce the growth process of each plant. From this, he could determine the source of the power of the plants and where their flaws were.

Originally, Fang Yun had already gained a powerful ability after becoming a Great Confucian through the cultivation of investigating things to know their sincerity and righteousness. He could infer all kinds of results from all kinds of observable signs.

Now, this pair of eyes was close to the realm of "seeing what is, and seeing what is not". It could directly "capture" information that could not be observed.

Knowing its life and death.

This was a result that even a Half-saint would have to spend a lot of effort to deduce, because even a Half-saint would have to consume his Holy Energy to obtain "Yes" before he could continue to deduce.

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