Then, layer after layer of the turtle shell turned into fine powder and merged with the liquid shield.
In the end, not only the turtle shell, but also the entire turtle shell completely disappeared and merged with the turtle armor.
Fang Yun's body was covered with a layer of full-body armor similar to the Mingguang Armor, covering him from head to toe. His face was covered with a ferocious mask, which looked like a ferocious beast. The ferocious beast itself had great power, which caused the mask to emit the same ferocious intent as the ferocious beast.
The armor also took the form of the famous soldiers of the Tang Dynasty and the Iron Stupa of the Song and Jin Dynasties. It was layered like a pagoda.
On the left and right chest of the turtle armor, there was the head of a mountain, and in the middle of the waist, there was the head of a Suppressing Hell Evil Dragon.
The whole armor was originally black and shiny, and it was extremely thick and textured. Now, it had the images of three powerful creatures on it. It was simply a ferocious beast in human form.
Fang Yun adapted to the new armor as he walked. It was like wearing a thick down jacket, and there was no discomfort. It didn't affect his fighting at all.
Fang Yun was pleasantly surprised to find that he sensed a strong Saint power in the armor, which should come from the remains of various Saint bones or Saint treasures. These things were not common in the outside world, but they were very common in the Saint Burial Valley. Apparently, the Green Turtle Emperor had merged all the suitable treasures in the Saint Burial Valley into the turtle armor, and he should have asked for a lot from the other barbarians.
This caused the turtle armor's real power to be far stronger than expected. It was definitely stronger than the lowest level of battle constitutions, and at least had the defensive power of a mid-level battle constitution.
Fang Yun finally understood why the Green Turtle Emperor dared to chase after him. He even suspected that the Green Turtle Emperor was actually the strongest among the 12 Emperors. In terms of defensive power, it should be at the peak of the Emperor Realm, which was at the same level as Ao Yuwei's Dragon Armor or Yi Zhishi's Country and World.
The eyes of the barbarians in the distance were red with anger and envy. There were very few battle constitutions, and none of the barbarians present had one. Among the thousands of barbarians, only a dozen had entered the Saint Burial Valley with battle constitutions, and each of them was a favorite and a genius of their race.
Fang Yun looked at the 300 barbarians with his hands on his waist. Then, he removed his mask and revealed his smiling face.
The demons and barbarians were so angry that they rolled their eyes.
Previously, Fang Yun was already so difficult to deal with. Now that he had put on the Tortoise Armor Body, he dared to go into the sea and fight with a Ruler who could not use Qi and blood. He was simply a porcupine demon king.
"Don't be discouraged, everyone. He's used a lot of Saint Power, so he won't be able to accelerate for a long time!" The Shu Mi Emperor keenly noticed this.
The demons and barbarians continued to eye Fang Yun covetously.
Now that Fang Yun didn't use the power of decay to accelerate himself, his speed was only slightly faster than the fastest Demon Barbarian.
Within the range of the Floating Mountain, one could see extremely far, with a radius of several thousand li.
Fang Yun continued to flee and soon left the range of the Floating Mountain. This reduced the visibility of the Barbarians and Demonic Beasts to less than three hundred miles.
Soon, only the Rulers could see Fang Yun. The kings of the demons and barbarians could only see the Rulers.
Not only did this not affect the demons and barbarians, but it also angered them and made them want to kill Fang Yun even more.
After a few more hours, Fang Yun finally left the range of the Rulers. Then, he injected the power of decay into the mountain island.
The speed of the mountain island soared!
Now, the mountain island was no longer sailing in a straight line away from the Floating Mountain. Instead, it was moving in an arc, bypassing all the demons and barbarians. Its final target was the Floating Mountain!
From the very beginning, Fang Yun knew that he had the greatest advantage.
Fast!
Not to mention three hundred, even if there were three thousand, Fang Yun wouldn't care.
When Fang Yun first saw the Floating Mountain, he was still thinking about how to lure them to kill him. In the end, the demons and barbarians suddenly became smart and made the first move.
At nearly five hundred miles per hour, Fang Yun's vision was extremely far. Even if the demons and barbarians scattered slightly, it was useless.
Not long after, Fang Yun arrived at the area of the Floating Mountain. He could see everything within several thousand li.
There was not a single demon or barbarian on the sea.
Fang Yun laughed heartily and accelerated towards the Floating Mountain.
There were no demons and barbarians in the sea, but there were star demons and two other races on the white jade steps. There were also a few evil spirits and holy spirits.
They had one thing in common. Their realms were all lower than level five, and some were even level three.
Obviously, the white jade steps were not as simple as steps. It should be a kind of obstacle.
Fang Yun recalled the process of the level five scholars climbing. At first, it was easy, but later it became strenuous. At the last ten steps, all of them were sweating profusely. They stopped for a while after taking a step, and even felt dizzy occasionally. This included the level five scholars.
Fang Yun took a closer look and saw that all the races had stopped at the last ten steps. The worst one stopped at the last nine steps, and the best one stopped at the last one. They were just one step away from crossing it, but they just couldn't move.
Fang Yun didn't know what the test of the hundred-odd steps was, so he divided his attention. He controlled the mountain island to speed up, and at the same time, he closed his eyes and recited scriptures in the literature palace.
There was an obvious difference between Fang Yun now and before.
In the past, Fang Yun only recited the original version of the Sages' Classic.
Now, Fang Yun only recited his four sets of "New Commentary on the Four Books". Occasionally, he would also recite "History of the Ancient Demons" and his other works.
These were part of the foundation of Half-saint.
These works represented that Fang Yun already had his own direction on the Divine Path!
Officially establishing his own Divine Path was still very far away, but now that he had the right direction, all he had to do was follow this direction and continue forward.
Many times, direction was more important than hard work.
In the process of reciting, Fang Yun would occasionally find his own omissions or shortcomings. He would also find new points of view. He would just record them down and recite them again and again before deciding whether to change them.
Occasionally, people on the white jade steps would turn back to look at Fang Yun. They were all shocked. They didn't understand how Fang Yun got rid of those demons and barbarians. Also, how did he get a new body and move so quickly without stopping?
Before long, Fang Yun arrived at the bottom of the white jade steps and stepped up without hesitation.
The mountain island, the flowing imperial skeleton, the tortoiseshell body, and everything else turned into a ball of light and flew into Fang Yun's forehead.
Fang Yun sensed that there was a new ball of light in the literary palace, but he couldn't control it.
Fang Yun looked back into the distance. It was empty. No demons and barbarians were rushing back. He smiled and stepped up.
Each stone step was three feet wide and one foot high. They formed a forty-five-degree slope that went straight up the Hanging Mountain.
When he stepped onto the second step, Fang Yun immediately felt an inexplicable resistance. The resistance wasn't directed at his body, but seemed to be directed at his soul, spirit, or literary palace.
This force was very small, like a thin mist. The human body wouldn't feel the slightest hindrance when walking through it, so Fang Yun couldn't be sure what this force was directed at.
So Fang Yun continued to climb and looked up at the same time.
There was nothing above the steps. It was empty all the way to the top, but he could see everything outside the steps.
"It seems that everyone who enters the steps is equivalent to entering an independent space …"
Fang Yun didn't think too much about it. He focused and continued to climb.
The more he walked, the more Fang Yun felt that it was strange because the resistance was too small. However, Fang Yun finally confirmed that this force was directed at his spiritual power. But to the literary palace, this force was still the same as the human body was to mist.
No matter how thick the mist was, it couldn't stop the human body from walking.
Fang Yun continued to walk with ease. When he finally stepped onto the tenth last step, he finally felt a clear resistance.
It felt as if the mist had turned into water.
So, Fang Yun climbed to the last step as if he was walking in waist-deep water. He stood on the Hanging Mountain, but his expression was a little strange.
This process seemed too easy.
The various races that were trying their best to climb the last few steps were shocked when they realized that there was an extra person on the mountain.
"Did he f * cking fly up?" The same thought appeared in the minds of the various races.
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