As Fang Yun controlled Xing Liu with his Spiritual Perception, he sensed Xing Liu's abilities and was very satisfied.
Xing Liu was very powerful. Apart from being greatly weakened in the sea, he was extremely powerful in any environment.
In history, the three Half-saints of the Xing Liu race had intercepted an army of hundreds of millions of barbarian demons in the Sacred Bone Desert. They had firmly resisted the Half-saint army that was ten times their number for twelve days. Finally, reinforcements arrived and defeated the enemy.
Although Xing Liu wasn't as agile as when he was alive, his body was still at its peak due to the large amount of Holy Qi nurturing him. He just couldn't use a few special talents. However, the Xing Liu race's strongest talent, Body Transformation of the Galaxy, still existed in this spiritual skeleton. However, its strength would be greatly weakened every time it was used.
Fang Yun took a drop of Xing Liu's blood and sent it into the ancient demon runic platform. A statue of Xing Liu appeared on the ancient demon runic platform.
The ancient demon runic platform released a strange power that connected Fang Yun's runic palace to Xing Liu, causing the Sovereign's spiritual skeleton to become more agile.
The stream flowed through the forest like a small river. Everywhere it passed, there were no abnormalities. The grass and trees did not break, and the leaves did not fall. It was as if nothing had happened. However, after a hundred breaths, all the grass and trees in its path showed signs of withering.
Xing Liu absorbed some of the water and vitality in its path.
The Ancient Fey had buried a total of ten Sovereign's spiritual skeletons in the Blue Earth Mountain Range. Fang Yun used Xing Liu to search for them one by one, but he found nothing in the end. The other spiritual skeletons had either disappeared or were so damaged that they could not be called spiritual skeletons. They could only be considered remains.
"One is enough!"
In the blue mountain range, a stream of water flowed through the forest at an extremely fast speed. Soon, it left the Blue Earth Mountain Range and arrived at the normal black fertile soil.
Xing Liu's body rapidly changed, and its color was similar to the fertile soil.
Fang Yun sat steadily in Wu Hou's chariot with the Moon Tree Fruit core in hand. He wondered if he should think of a way to go to a ferocious tree tribe and absorb a ferocious tree portrait.
"That Greater Demon Monarch Black Panther is very powerful. He can actually enter the center of the ferocious tree portrait. I can do it with Xing Liu, but I have to use Body Transformation of the Galaxy. This means that I won't have the strength to destroy the barbarian's sacrificial blood trees. I can't be confused. "
Fang Yun lightly shook his head, rejecting the idea of using the Moon Tree Fruit Core to absorb the picture of the ferocious trees, and headed straight for the blood trees.
The situation in the Sacred Burial Valley was changing rapidly, and the battle on the Two World Mountain was boiling.
The Demon Realm could no longer hold back and sent out the Great Demon Kings. The Great Scholars of the Human Race also started to act. The Great Scholars of the World Pacification Realm or stronger became the core of the Human Race. They displayed their power to pacify the world, opened up the world, and started to defend.
Countless lights flickered in the sky. On the city walls, battle cries rang out.
Wei Huang 'an's hair was completely white, and his purple robes were in tatters. His entire body was bathed in blood as he lay on a stretcher.
The people carrying the stretcher were two men and two women from the wartime rescue center. According to Fang Yun's name, the four of them were paramedics. In the military, they were referred to as nurses.
Four nurses carefully carried this great scholar who didn't care about his life, afraid that he would accidentally fall. Beside the stretcher, there was a Grand Scholar of the Medical School staring at Wei Huang 'an, his eyes filled with pity.
Wei Huang 'an had fought repeatedly, using the Crossing the Lonely Ocean that consumed his lifespan many times. He had used the battle poem, "Since ancient times, who has not died? Leave a loyal heart that shines in the annals of history" to strengthen himself, saving many people.
Now, Wei Huang 'an was heavily injured and didn't have long to live. Even Half-saint couldn't save him.
Wherever the stretcher passed, the nearby soldiers and scholars revealed looks of admiration.
Feeling the gazes of those people, Wei Huang 'an let out a sigh of relief.
When the battle on the Two World Mountain started, he had volunteered to go to the battlefield. Now, he had fulfilled his wish.
Wei Huang 'an knew that even with Fang Yun here, the Bloodlight Realm was not as safe as a rock. The peace of the Human Race was never obtained through words, but through killing.
The Human Race respected Fang Yun, but they didn't care about the scholars of the Bloodlight Realm.
Therefore, Wei Huang 'an chose a dead end. He used his own blood to obtain the respect of the Human Race for the Bloodlight Realm.
Wei Huang 'an felt his body shattering. He opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at the battlefield on the Two World Mountain.
There were eight translucent mountains of different heights and shapes standing in the sky. There was a great Confucian scholar standing on each of the mountains. The tallest mountain in the center was like a miniature Mount Tai, and there was a great Confucian scholar standing on it who could conquer the world.
The eight mountains were one, and they were all in the Great Scholar's home country. Even if they were surrounded by dozens of Great Monster Kings, they wouldn't fall.
Other than that, there were anomalies everywhere. The home country had become the main force on the battlefield.
Wei Huang 'an slowly closed his eyes and said softly, "I can't take it anymore. Get me a Great Scholar's treasure embryo, preferably a brush. Quickly. "After saying that, Wei Huang 'an's breathing became rapid.
The Scholar of Medicine beside the stretcher looked sad and helplessly passed a letter.
Four people carried Wei Huang 'an to the lift on the city wall and slowly descended. Not long after, the lift reached the ground. Four people carried the stretcher out, and the Scholar of Medicine followed behind them.
A Great Scholar with a dispirited face was already standing in front of the door with two Scholars. They looked at Wei Huang 'an with sorrow.
Wei Huang 'an opened his eyes, but he smiled and slowly opened his hands.
The Great Scholar nodded and took out a black brush from the Lake Shell. He held it with both hands and respectfully handed it to Wei Huang 'an. Even though he was a Great Scholar of the fourth realm and Wei Huang' an was only at the first realm, he still couldn't take it.
"Immortal of the human race."
Wei Huang 'an said softly. He held the brush tightly and slowly closed his eyes. He sent his Qi into the brush and formed his favorite Great Scholar's war poem, the Sky Opening Chant.
The passersby lowered their heads slightly to show their respect.
The reason why scholars lived longer than ordinary people was because of the power of their Qi of Talent. Infusing Qi of Talent into an item to form a Great Scholar's treasure would consume the source of Qi of Talent. From then on, the Great Scholar's Qi of Talent would dry up, and the Great Scholar's Qi of Talent would soon collapse. The scholar would also age rapidly and eventually die.
For a severely injured person like Wei Huang 'an, once he sealed his war poem into a Great Scholar's treasure, he would die immediately.
This kind of scene would happen almost every day.
A few scholars who had fought alongside Wei Huang 'an shed tears. Wei Huang' an was one of the most heroic and selfless scholars they had ever seen. Therefore, they swore in their hearts that they would announce Wei Huang 'an's deeds tonight so that the human race would remember this hero.
Not long after, the brush suddenly emitted a pure white light that illuminated the heaven and earth within a thousand feet. Everyone felt a surge of warmth.
The white light then retracted and entered the Great Scholar's Treasure Brush.
Wei Huang 'an smiled and slowly let go of his hand.
A new Great Scholar's Treasure Brush appeared in his hand, inheriting his strength and spirit.
The Great Scholar beside him took out a clean white cloth and covered Wei Huang 'an with a heavy heart. He then solemnly took away the new Great Scholar's Treasure Brush.
The Great Scholar held the Great Scholar's Treasure Brush with both hands and took a deep breath. He slightly lowered his head and softly recited Tao Yuanming's famous poem, the Elegy.
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