Finally, Fang Yun came to the center of Long Fangshen's world within a world.
In the darkness, there was a Holy Qi light pillar about a mile in diameter. It emitted a faint golden light, like the only pure land in the darkness. It shot straight into the sky and illuminated dozens of miles.
The Holy Qi light pillar was like a fountain. It kept erupting from the ground. Treasures were constantly sprayed high into the sky by the Holy Qi light pillar. They flew in all directions like meteors.
However, most of the good things would be left in the world within a world.
However, Fang Yun had already swept them all away.
Fang Yun scanned the Heaven and Earth Shell with his divine mind and began to count. There were 43 complete skeletons of the Great Demon King and three skeletons of the Emperor.
There were tens of thousands of divine herbs, enough divine gold to form a mountain, and 17,000 clouds of Holy Qi.
There were more than 400 pieces of Half-saint bones, 20 drops of Holy Blood, three square feet of Holy Jade, and 1,300 rare treasures.
However, there were more precious things.
A complete head of the Dragons Half-saint. Not only the skull, but also the scales, flesh, and eyes of the dragon were there. With some treasures, it could be refined into a Half-saint treasure.
There was also a melted hill. Fang Yun recognized it. It was more than half of a Supreme Saint treasure. But it had been melted by a terrifying power and could only be used to smash people.
The most precious thing was a damaged Holy Pen of the Human Clan!
Fang Yun recognized it at a glance. It was a treasure used by Zi Xia, one of the Ten Wise Men of Confucius.
Back then, the Ten Wise Men of Confucius had followed Confucius to fight demons and barbarians. They had also traveled thousands of worlds. Many treasures had been lost.
The body of the pen was made of green jade, but the top of the pen had been cut off. There were many notches on the body. Only half of the brush was left. The tip of the pen was no longer straight. Even so, the whole pen still emitted a faint holy light. There was a faint cold light flashing through the brush, like a sword or a knife.
Fang Yun held the Zixia Pen and injected Qi into it. The Zixia Pen first made a soft sound and then fell silent. Fang Yun injected the Power of Decay and Holy Qi into it, and the light of the Zixia Brush suddenly intensified.
The foot-long Zixia Brush in Fang Yun's hand was actually emitting holy flames that were three feet tall and as thick as a person's wrist. The golden light was so bright that Fang Yun could only squint his eyes. The area within a mile was as bright as day.
The Saint's might was like the scorching sun, shining in all directions.
Fang Yun narrowed his eyes and looked at the Zixia Brush in his hand. He thought to himself, 'Rumor has it that the sacred brush is like a flame and cannot be held carelessly.
Unfortunately, this brush only had 10% of its original power.
However, even if it was only 10%, it was still far stronger than any Confucian treasure pen.
This brush was not sealed with a battle poem, but because Half-saint Zi Xia often used it, as long as one used the battle poem Zi Xia often used, its power would directly increase by one realm.
Unfortunately, there weren't many battle poems back then. They were all taken from the "Book of Songs" or created by themselves. Although they were very powerful, they had a common weakness, and that was that they consumed too much talent. It wasn't beneficial for later generations to learn.
Fang Yun held the Zixia Brush in his hand and waved it casually.
A cold light of a hundred miles suddenly flew out, cutting through the black abyss and disappearing into the darkness.
Fang Yun felt the power of the cold sword light. His own strength had doubled, and because of the Saint's might, his actual strength had doubled.
Fang Yun flew around the Saint Qi light pillar, not paying attention to where the cold sword light went.
A thousand miles away, the first group of barbarians stopped and gathered together, frowning.
"What kind of dragon is this? I think it's more like a snake!"
"Did the Snake Tribe offend you?"
"It's a slip of the tongue."
The Elephant Tribe Emperor said, "Take out all the treasures you've obtained here and count them."
Among the nine barbarians, six of them were empty-handed. Only three barbarians had obtained pitiful treasures: four Saint Qi masses, an Emperor's skeleton, and a stone slab with a drop of Half-saint's blood on it. Its value was not even comparable to a drop of complete Saint's blood.
The nine barbarians looked at the sky, speechless.
"It's been a long time since I've encountered something so sad …" the Snake Demon said.
"I want to cry too."
"What should we do, Elephant Emperor? Keep going, or leave? "
"What else can we do? Keep going!"
As soon as the Elephant Emperor finished speaking, he suddenly saw a silver line, like a wisp of white at the intersection of night and dawn before the sun was born.
"Watch out …"
Without waiting for the Elephant Emperor to finish his words, the white light swept past the place in an instant and disappeared into the distance.
"That's …"
The Elephant Emperor wanted to say something, but when he turned his head, he suddenly shut his mouth.
The other eight demon kings were all cut in half by the white light. Blood flowed all over the ground, and they died.
Looking at the wounds of the eight demon kings, the Elephant Emperor felt cold all over.
"That's Saint's might, no …"
The Elephant Emperor suddenly lowered his head and saw that his four elephant legs suddenly began to spurt blood. Then, all four legs were broken, and his huge body fell to the ground.
Then, violent Saint's power rushed into his body.
The Elephant Emperor hurriedly mobilized his Saint Qi and used up dozens of Saint Qi masses to disperse the Saint's power in his body.
"It's too dangerous here. I can't stay here for long!" The Elephant Emperor was so scared that his face turned pale. He turned around and flew out.
Thousands of miles away, Fang Yun circled around the Saint Qi light pillar and was deep in thought.
"Logically speaking, the two mysterious dragons in the depths of the Saint Burial Valley caused the Saint Qi underground to surge into the sky. Then, what caused the dragons to churn? Was it just a normal churning?"
Fang Yun was about to leave when the Mountain-Carrying Great Saint's corpse suddenly burst out a strong Saint's might. The ground within thousands of miles sank, and a gust of wind rushed up like chaos.
Fang Yun felt cold all over. He looked ahead in horror at the pale golden Saint Qi pillar.
The Saint Qi pillar suddenly turned pitch black, and then it spun rapidly and shrank inward, quickly falling back down.
But in the blink of an eye, the Saint Qi pillar returned to the depths of the ground, leaving only a deep black hole with a diameter of one mile. Cold wind blew faintly.
Fang Yun instinctively controlled the Mountain-Carrying Great Saint's corpse to retreat, but the wind suddenly blew around him. The deep hole had a powerful suction force that covered thousands of miles.
Because it was too close, even the Mountain-Carrying Great Saint's corpse couldn't escape immediately. It could only retreat at an extremely slow speed.
Fang Yun suddenly remembered the scene of the Mountain-Carrying Great Saint sucking in treasures. Was this the dragon's revenge?
In the next moment, Fang Yun felt dizzy. He felt that his body seemed to have lost control and was sucked into the huge hole. He kept falling along the hole and kept falling.
At this time, Fang Yun found that he had lost the concept of time. He didn't know if it had been hundreds of years or just a moment.
Suddenly, Fang Yun felt that he stopped and came to an endless void.
There was no light in the world. It was as dark as an abyss and bone-chilling cold.
Fang Yun felt something strange behind him. He jerked his head and saw a head floating quietly in the distant sky. It was tens of thousands of miles high and as big as a star.
It was a humanoid head. There was no hair on the top of the head, and all the skin was covered in greenish-black scales.
His ears were like two mountains hanging down to his broken neck. At the end of his earlobes, two earrings that looked like suns were embedded.
His lips were extremely thin. When he pursed them together, there was a strange light flowing between his lips.
His nose was as tall as a mountain, and there was a pair of nose rings on each side of his nose. Looking closely, they were two huge snakes that were thousands of miles long. Their mouths and tails were connected.
The two snakes opened their eyes. They emitted a cold gaze as if they were alive.
His eyes were tightly shut.
His right eye was fine, but there was a shocking scar on his left eye. It looked like a twisted centipede, and the wound had already closed.
Fang Yun felt that his heart was being grasped by an invisible force.
The giant head was clearly not doing anything. It was quietly floating in the void, but Fang Yun felt that his heart was beating faster and faster, and he could explode at any time.
Fang Yun couldn't perceive any power of the giant head. He didn't know whether it was strong or weak. However, Fang Yun knew that he had lost all his strength at this moment.
He didn't know who the other party was, but an indescribable reverence was born in his heart. If it weren't for the power of self-awareness, Fang Yun would have knelt on the ground. His body and mind would have been enslaved.
"I want to escape …"
Fang Yun had a strong desire to win, but he found that he couldn't escape at all.
Suddenly, the void shook violently. Countless space cracks spread out, like pitch-black dragons dancing in the sky.
The giant head opened its right eye.
Fang Yun was dumbfounded.
Endless darkness was below, and endless light was above. Nothing existed between heaven and earth. There was only the light in the sky and the darkness under the sky.
Fang Yun couldn't see the giant head, nor could he see his eyes. He only saw heaven and earth split into two.
Yin and Yang were just beginning to open, and light and darkness were just beginning to form.
"Ah …"
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