Everyone looked at the dead Jing Chengliang. There wasn't much pain or anger on their faces, but more surprise and confusion.
This result was too fast and too hard to accept. They didn't even have time to grieve.
A Master of Literature had fallen from the Wen rank and died just like that?
They couldn't believe the ending in front of them.
Could this be the true power of the Illusionary Divine stage?
There was no long battle, no earth-shattering momentum, and no terrifying phenomenon. In just a hundred breaths, a Master of Literature had ended up like this and turned into a dried corpse.
Everyone slowly looked at Fang Yun. Was this a special case, or were all the scholars in Saint Origin World this strong?
So far, Fang Yun didn't show any signs of strain.
Whether it was Jing Chengxi or the other three Masters of Literature who weren't targeted by Fang Yun, they had all sweated because they had consumed a large amount of talent qi in a short period of time.
Fang Yun didn't.
Fang Yun didn't sweat at all. He had clearly gone through a battle, but he was still as clean as a person who had just taken a shower. Not only his body and clothes, but his spirit as well.
In other words, Fang Yun hadn't used all of his strength yet. He was still hiding his strength.
A Fourth Realm Master of Literature had mastered almost complete Saint Force. Although the total amount was small, it was strange and powerful. How could this battle continue?
"Brother …" Jing Chengxi reached out and lifted Jing Chengliang's corpse from the back of the red-crowned crane.
It was less than four feet, like a baby.
Suddenly, Jing Chengliang's body cracked and shattered into pieces. In the end, it scattered like fine sand.
He died without a complete corpse.
"Fang Yun, you're too vicious!" Jing Chengxi looked at Fang Yun with hatred in his eyes.
Fang Yun's expression didn't change. He said, "I have a question. Who is more vicious, compared to Abolishing Literature Palace, Shattering Literature Gallbladder, and Destroying Talent Qi?"
"Those were just the words of the Old Man in anger!" Jing Chengxi said angrily.
"This is the difference between you and me. You can only speak in anger, but I can make angry words come true."
As soon as Fang Yun finished speaking, he waved the Great Confucian Treasure Pen. The cold and frosty sword light instantly arrived in front of Jing Chengxi and shattered his treasure.
"You … I've already surrendered. Why are you still attacking me?!" Jing Chengxi was both shocked and furious. He hastily defended himself.
The other three literary grandmasters were also shocked and angry, and hurriedly used their battle poems to defend.
Fang Yun coldly replied, "You didn't get my permission to attack. How could I agree to your surrender?"
The four literary masters knew that they were in the wrong and had nothing to say.
"Four Seas Under the Heavens!" Jing Chengxi yelled, and the world around him turned into a vast ocean. The other three followed suit, forming four connected oceans. The waves surged and instantly drowned Fang Yun.
Jing Chengxi then said with a thunderous voice, "Fang Yun is exceptionally vicious. He actually wants to kill us all. Everyone, don't hold back. You must do your best to take his life! Even if he had to die, he had to severely injure him! The scholars of the Ancient Land of Sea Cliff cannot be bullied by the villains of the Saint Origin World! "
"Kill him!" Many people on the Sinned Turtle Prison Cart shouted.
However, Jing Liren looked at the battle in front of him with a sorrowful expression. He didn't feel angry at all because he brought this upon himself. From the beginning, he shouldn't have made an enemy out of Fang Yun, who suddenly appeared in the world.
The four of them wanted to counterattack, but what they were waiting for was Fang Yun's storm-like crushing attacks.
The Five Punishments, True Dragon Poison Attack, and Thousand Ferocious Mountain suppressed the three literary grandmasters.
The two True Dragon Ancient Swords attacked Jing Chengxi, causing him to be exhausted and unable to counterattack.
Fang Yun stood in the center of the four oceans. He stood upright and motionless, but he was able to suppress the four literary grandmasters with his strength.
"I don't understand. Why do you have to borrow the power of the four oceans!" Fang Yun's tone revealed a trace of helplessness.
The creation of the world was a combination of countries. When everyone worked together, it was far stronger than a single country.
However, the creation of the world by the human race originated from the Saint Origin World. It originated from the power of the Heavenly Phenomenon. It originated from the sages of the human race. It combined with the Yuan Qi and talent of the world to form a powerful force.
The creation of the world by the four oceans was the human race's comprehension of the four oceans. They communicated with the four oceans and borrowed their power.
Fang Yun slowly raised his hand and the Twin Dragon Seal appeared in his hand.
The four literary grandmasters frowned slightly. They felt a powerful force from the seal, but they didn't know what it was.
"I didn't want to be conferred the title of Marquis. I wish for the four oceans to be reestablished! "
The world trembled and the four oceans froze.
The four Confucian grandmasters were like frozen fish. They were frozen in place and didn't move.
The four oceans and the world were out of their control!
"Who gave you the courage to borrow the power of the four oceans in front of Wen Xing Long Jue and the special envoy of the Great Overwatch Council?"
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he gently slapped down with his right hand.
"Four oceans, wash away your sins!"
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The four seas, with each literary ancestor as the center, suddenly shrunk and exploded.
Four thick pillars of water shot up into the sky. The white water was like a mountain, thousands of feet high. It didn't dissipate for a few breaths.
Finally, the seawater dissipated, revealing the four literary grandmasters.
Apart from Jing Chengxi who used a treasure to protect himself at the critical moment and was almost unharmed, the treasures of the other three were unable to withstand the explosive power and were all heavily injured.
One of the literary grandmasters had lost two arms and a large hole in his chest. Through the hole, one could see the blue sky behind him.
Another had lost both his arms and legs. His skull was cracked, revealing his squirming brain.
The third was in the worst state. He was cut in half at the waist and had large wounds all over his body. He was only able to survive by relying on his strong will and talent to seal his wounds.
The three were pale and sweating profusely. They gritted their teeth.
They could only rely on One Step to Heaven to float in the air. They had completely lost the ability to fight.
The people who were shouting in the Sinned Turtle Prison Wagon all shut their mouths. Their faces were pale. They didn't expect Fang Yun to be so strong.
"Don't be afraid. Since the three of you were invited here, the Jing Family will definitely treat you well!" After saying that, Jing Chengxi threw a Flesh Incarnation Fruit to each of them.
The three of them were delighted and hurriedly received it.
However, Jing Liren, who had been observing the battle calmly, felt his heart tighten. This was because Fang Yun could have stopped them, but he allowed them to eat the Flesh Incarnation Fruit.
Faint mist emitted from the bodies of the three literary grandmasters. The mist was especially thick around their wounds.
Jing Chengxi secretly heaved a sigh of relief. As long as the three of them didn't die, there was hope for the four of them working together. However, he was suddenly stunned.
The mist around the wounds of the three literary grandmasters tumbled, but their wounds did not heal. If the Flesh Incarnation Fruit had an effect, it would be that it had a powerful hemostatic effect.
The four literary grandmasters looked at each other. They couldn't understand why the powerful Flesh Incarnation Fruit couldn't heal their wounds.
The four of them could only watch as the mist formed by the Flesh Incarnation Fruit faded with the passage of time. Finally, it lost its effect completely.
"It's the Mighty Power of the Divine Path! The Flesh Incarnation Fruit can't heal wounds caused by the Mighty Power of the Divine Path! Fang Yun is so vicious! "Jing Chengxi was extremely furious.
The three severely injured literary grandmasters looked hopeless.
On the way here, they didn't think that they would die. They didn't even think that they would be injured. They thought that even if they failed, they would just apologize. However, their lives were now in the hands of Fang Yun.
Fang Yun held up a dark purple fruit in his right hand. It was similar to the Flesh Incarnation Fruit, but it was bigger and darker in color.
"This is the Sacred Fruit I obtained in the Holy Burial Valley. I still have many. If you eat it, not only will your wounds heal, but your bodies will also become stronger than a Demon King."
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