The 4 of them knew very well.
The Sunfall Holy Spirit was not interested in the other 3 great scholars at all. Its only target was Fang Yun.
Whether it fought or fled, it would only chase after Fang Yun.
The 3 great scholars did not want to retreat. They were determined to fight the Sunfall Holy Spirit to the death, but they were too weak in front of it.
"Old Man … Goodbye!" Tian Songshi gritted his teeth and turned to leave.
He Mingyuan and Yun Yangzhao also cupped their hands at Fang Yun and left with Tian Songshi.
Fang Yun glanced at their backs, then he looked at the Sunfall Holy Spirit that was flying over.
Fang Yun looked at it quietly. It was different from the mysterious Ruler that he had encountered before. The mysterious Ruler was very far away from him, which was why he could get rid of it. On the other hand, the Sunfall Holy Spirit was secretly following him. If it was too close, it would be difficult to get rid of it. What's more, the three Great Confucians were progressing too slowly.
The Sunfall Holy Spirit ignored the 3 of them. It stopped a few kilometers away and said slowly, "You humans are indeed particular about benevolence and righteousness. Yes, as long as I kill you, it's enough. The 3 of them are not worth mentioning to me. Hand over your treasures, and I'll give you a quick death. "
The Sunfall Holy Spirit's voice was far colder than before, and it was forcefully suppressing its anger.
Fang Yun wanted to buy more time for the other 3 great scholars, so he asked, "Since you want to kill me, satisfy my curiosity before I die. Why aren't you injured now? Why are you even stronger? "
The Sunfall Holy Spirit sneered. "Do you think that I'm an arrow at the end of its flight, or that I'll return to my original form soon? You're very wrong. We Sunfall Holy Spirits have talents that ordinary The Waning Spirits don't have. We can fall and be reborn. We're like the sun that shines on the world and will never be destroyed. As long as our bodies aren't destroyed, we can be reborn endlessly! In order to dispel the Coffin Bearer's power, I forcefully faked my death and stimulated my talent, so my strength increased instead of decreasing. "
Fang Yun laughed. "Ridiculous. As far as I know, even the most powerful races in the worlds didn't have such talents. There must be a limit to this kind of fall and rebirth. Let me think about it. Either it reduces one's lifespan, or it can only be used once every few years. Or it uses a unique divine item or power. It is absolutely impossible to use it continuously. "
"As long as I kill you, leave this place, and return to Sunless Peak, not only will I be able to make up for my losses, I will also be able to obtain a great reward. Although I have consumed the power of my race's Half-saint, I have also transmitted the news of the Coffin Bearer's reappearance. After all, the Coffin Bearer and Ni … Hmph! I don't want to talk to you anymore. Tell me, if you want to die, I'll send you on your way! "
Fang Yun smiled and said, "It seems that the history I know is not wrong. Back then, the Coffin Carrying Man and the Lion Carrying Monument were comrades. The Reverse Monument Mountain should be inextricably linked to the Coffin Carrying Man. Therefore, when you heard about the Coffin Carrying Man, you would rather delay killing me to obtain my memories."
"You are wearing down my patience!" The flames around the Sunfall Holy Spirit's body slowly expanded, and its huge body, which was originally two hundred feet tall, became even more majestic, as if it was bathed in the fire of the sun. The power it emitted was enough to instantly kill a scholar within a few miles.
Fang Yun looked at the Sunfall Holy Spirit quietly. When he found that the Sunfall Holy Spirit could no longer hold back, a clear light flashed in his hand, and an old book box appeared on his right hand side.
The yellow bamboo book box's surface was very smooth, and the whole thing was very old. However, it was in good condition, and some parts were even covered with paste like a collector's item.
Although the book box was old, it exuded a mighty and imposing aura, as if there was a mountain that could break out of the box at any time, or a hidden ocean.
"You … actually have the Half-saint's clothes?" The Sunfall Holy Spirit revealed a look of surprise.
"What's so strange about the Half-saint's clothes for someone who was not even willing to kill the Coffin Carrying Man?" Fang Yun held the book box with a calm expression.
"Are you trying to persuade me to leave?" The Sunfall Holy Spirit asked.
"You should know that after the Half-saint's clothes are used, it will take some time before they can be used again. I don't want to use it either, after all, this Ancient God's Treasure Pavilion is full of danger. Therefore, once this box is opened, I can only use all my strength, and you will have no way out. I don't mind telling you that this is the Half-saint's clothes of the Human Clan's Tao Saint, Tao Yuanming. "
This Half-saint's clothes were borrowed by Fang Yun when he pretended to be Zhang Longxiang, as a reward to provoke a literary competition between Zhang Longxiang and Fang Yun. In the Yueyang Tower, Fang Yun revealed his identity, and the Lei family knew that they had been fooled. In addition, they owed Fang Yun a set of Half-saint's clothes, so they never mentioned it again.
Now, Fang Yun finally took it out.
"Do you think that I will be afraid? This Emperor's patience has been exhausted! "
The flames around the Sunfall Holy Spirit soared again, like a giant of light, and strode toward Fang Yun. Two of its four arms waved fiercely, and two python-like flame whips instantly arrived in front of Fang Yun.
Flames suddenly appeared within dozens of miles, like a flood of flames rushing toward Fang Yun.
With the Tortoise Armor Battle Body, Fang Yun stood still.
"What a pity …"
Fang Yun sighed softly, not knowing if he was sighing for the Half-saint's clothes, or for his own experience, or for the Sunfall Holy Spirit's stupidity.
A strange sound rang through the sky, and the lid of the box opened automatically, and a magnificent golden Holy Qi rushed into the sky.
At the same time, a chant that sounded like singing and speaking was heard.
Building a hut in the human realm, without the noise of carriages and horses.
How can I ask you? My heart is far away.
Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, I leisurely see the southern mountain.
The mountain's Qi is good in the sun and the birds return.
There is true meaning in it, but I can't explain it.
The voice was distant and ethereal, with a little laziness and a trace of unpredictable melancholy.
The golden light spread and illuminated the world, and the magnificent power swept in all directions. All the power of the Sunfall Holy Spirit dissipated like melting snow under the morning sun, and the two flame whips quickly retreated before they could reach Fang Yun.
The Sunfall Holy Spirit kept retreating, and the flames around it flickered, and its face was full of anger.
The golden light enveloped Fang Yun, and after a few breaths, the light dissipated. The thick Tortoise Armor Battle Body and Fang Yun's other clothes had been compressed into thin inner clothes, and there was a loose black shirt with red sleeves, a blue turban on his head, and a pair of mulberry clogs on his feet.
In the wind, the sleeves fluttered, and the long shirt swayed. The style of the Wei and Jin Dynasties reappeared.
Different from the extravagant style of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, this set of clothes was more simple, and only the faint golden light on the surface of the clothes showed supreme power.
Although Tao Yuanming's ancestor was a high official, he was ostracized and attacked by the aristocratic families. Because he couldn't accept the humiliation of the aristocratic family's superior, he angrily resigned, leaving behind a beautiful story of "not bending over for five bushels of rice".
Tao Sheng's clothes were not from the aristocratic families, but from a humble family. This was known by everyone.
Even the great scholars of the Tao Sheng family might not be able to wear Tao Sheng's clothes.
Tao Sheng's noble name was still famous.
The Sunfall Holy Spirit looked at Fang Yun in shock, and there seemed to be regret in its eyes. It had heard of the power of Half-saint's clothes, but it didn't expect it to be so strong that Fang Yun's aura was comparable to an experienced emperor, and the power of Half-saint's clothes was comparable to the peak.
"Why is your Half-saint's clothes different from the legends?"
"I, Fang Yun, am not the kind of person to talk nonsense with you!"
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