The repair work went very smoothly. In just three days, the Dragon Destroyer Spear was completely repaired and ready for use.
However, it could only be used once. After all, the lunar fortress had been around for too long and was already old. After one use, it would completely collapse.
Fang Yun was satisfied. He left some mechanisms that could be controlled to a certain extent and left a doppelganger behind with the Heavenly Soul Splitting Technique. Then, he flew out of the lunar fortress and completely sealed the entire fortress to prevent outsiders from entering.
Fang Yun sat in Wuhou's carriage and floated above the lunar fortress. He looked at the equator ring that surrounded the entire Dragon City Star. The huge equator ring reflected the sun's light. Many places could be seen clearly. There were also many lunar fortresses that seemed to be able to be repaired and might contain treasures.
Fang Yun thought for a moment and left the equator ring. He sat in Wuhou's carriage and entered the Boat of Sand. Like a meteor in the sky, he rushed into Dragon City.
During the process of landing, Fang Yun closed his eyes. His saint power and saint aura rippled around him.
Saint Origin Continent, Notre-Dame, Holy Hall.
The Sacred Institute had four Half-Saints who were in charge of the Four Saint Pavilions and presided over the Sacred Institute. There was also the Sacred Hall, which was the place where the Saints worked. However, the Saints would not be there. They would only send their descendants to the Sacred Hall.
An average-looking young man entered the Holy Hall and came to the entrance of the Ivy Academy where Half-saint Wang Jinglong stayed.
"I would like to meet Mr. Jinglong." The young man said to the guard at the entrance.
"You are …" The guard looked at the young man hesitantly.
"You will know when you see me."
The guard hesitated for a moment and then turned to leave. Then, a scholar of the Wang Family quickly walked out and looked at the young man in confusion.
"Tell Mr. Jinglong that I am from Dragon City and asked him to bring me something." After the young man finished speaking, he pointed at the scholar's forehead. A light flew into the scholar's palace.
The scholar was shocked. He bowed deeply to the young man and quickly returned to the Ivy Academy.
At the same time, a similar young man appeared outside the Dragon Palace.
The Ancestral Monster's Gate.
Grand Hall of Saint Palace.
"Reporting to Your Majesty Lie Sheng, may I know what instructions you have for me?" The Star Demon Barbarian Ape Bay, who had once fought alongside Fang Yun in the Sacred Burial Valley, bowed. At this moment, it was already an emperor.
Above the hall, a towering shadow was watching Ape Bay.
"Giving the Holy Path Eight-sided Sword to Fang Yun has fulfilled Bensei's promise back then. Bensei still has one more thing, but I don't know if I should give it to him or not. "The voices of the Saints overlapped, like the echoes of a valley.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, Fang Yun is not an ordinary person. His future achievements will be limitless. However, what I value more is his sincerity. That day in the Sacred Burial Valley, he didn't hesitate to lend the Half-saint's treasure to me. His righteousness and sincerity are rare in the myriad of worlds. This humble one can guess what it is. This item is useless to my clan. Rather than gifting it to a Notre-Dame of the Human Race, it would be better to gift it to Fang Yun to fulfill your friendship with him. "
"If you trade that item with the Notre-Dame, you will reap great rewards."
"You don't need what the Notre-Dame can give you, but what Fang Yun can give you, the Notre-Dame can't. What's more, we are originally Star Demon Barbarians. The Saints of the Human Race don't have much of a relationship with us, but we are on good terms with the ancient demons of the Dragons. Fang Yun also has close ties with the two races. Once this person becomes a Saint, you will reap ten times the benefits of the former. "
"Let Bensei think about it."
Sea Cliff Ancient Land, Poison Desert …
Raikonghe's expression was dark as he flew quickly in the Poison Desert. Once he saw any Poison Spirit below the Emperor Realm, he killed them all to vent his anger. Even if he met an Emperor Realm expert or a large group of Poison Spirits, he didn't hide or avoid them. None of the Poison Spirits actually dared to take the initiative to attack.
Raikonghe looked at the vast poison fog as the hatred in his heart intensified.
"Fang Yun, you destroyed the Lei family because of an ordinary fight. Although the Old Man doesn't like it, he wouldn't do such a despicable thing. In the Holy Burial Valley, you destroyed the Lei family's ten-thousand-year-old plan. Old Man couldn't judge whether you had the intention or not, and he wouldn't make things difficult for you. In the Sea Cliff Ancient Land, you entered brazenly and stole the Wenqu Star fragment and Half-saint's old residence. You made the Old Man do all the work for you. The Old Man could tolerate that. However, you knew that the Old Man was here, but you killed the Old Man's brother and stole his treasures. This is intolerable! "
Raikonghe thought to himself as he looked up into the sky.
"If you spare Ting Yu's life, I will only capture you and bring you back to the Lei family's ancestral hall to kneel for a day in apology. If you kill him, then don't blame this old man for cleansing the universe and sweeping away the filth for the human race!"
While Raikonghe was thinking, the ground suddenly shook.
The originally dense poison fog started to rush towards a certain direction, and the surrounding poison fog became thinner and thinner.
Raikonghe was shocked, and he quickly flew up into the sky. He saw the Draconic Might Strange Mountain not far away from him slowly sinking. The entire poisonous desert turned into a fog whirlpool with the strange mountain as the center, and a large amount of poison fog was swirling towards the strange mountain.
"This strange mountain is indeed the most peculiar."
Raikonghe was shocked to see that not only the poison fog, but the entire land and the Holy Burial Valley were also swirling towards the strange mountain, sinking together with it.
Suddenly, a powerful suction force came from the strange mountain, and Raikonghe was pulled towards it like a kite with a broken string.
"No …" Raikonghe screamed as he was swallowed by the strange mountain.
High above the Dragon City.
From afar, it looked like a meteor was falling rapidly from the sky.
If one were to look at it closely, they would discover that it was not a shooting star, but a small boat that was thirty feet long. The boat was completely made of fine sand, and the strange thing was that each grain of sand seemed to be the head of a living being. There were humans, demons, barbarians, dragons … It included all living beings in the world.
On the boat of sand, Fang Yun was sitting in Wu Hou's carriage.
Suddenly, the rapidly falling boat of sand slowed down, like a bird falling into the water, and was stopped by the water.
Fang Yun gripped the handle of Wu Hou's carriage tightly, and he felt that he was passing through an invisible and dense strange land. He traveled for a hundred zhang before the feeling disappeared, as if he had swum out of the water from the bottom of the sea without any resistance.
In the next moment, the Dragon City in front of him changed.
Previously, when he looked from the sky, Dragon City was dead silent, without any living beings.
But now, loud battle cries, roars, and screams rose and fell one after another, shaking Fang Yun's ears to the point that they were buzzing in pain.
There were True Dragons flying in the sky, and Ancient Demons fighting on the ground. Divine light filled the sky, and blood rushed into the sky. Corpses were strewn everywhere, and broken limbs flew everywhere, and blood flowed like a river.
The land was blood red, and so was the sea.
At a glance, the world was a battlefield, and there were races fighting in the sky, on the city walls, on the ground, and in the water.
Billions of living beings, an endless battlefield.
Here, it was more tragic than any battlefield Fang Yun had experienced.
A White Dragon Holy Beast that was a hundred miles long let out a miserable howl, and blood rained down from the sky. It fell heavily from the sky, and when it landed, its body exploded into pieces. Terrifying dragon power spewed out in all directions from the corpse, and the races within a radius of dozens of miles were instantly melted by the holy power, opening up an empty space on the battlefield.
A thousand-feet-tall Ancient Demon Beast tore open the city wall in front of it like a mountain and rushed in, but after a few breaths, it was chopped into pieces, and blood stained the city wall.
Fang Yun landed on the ground, and there were no powerful creatures within a thousand-feet-radius. The strongest were only Demon Kings, and they all retreated.
At the same time, a Dragon Emperor and an Ancient Demon Emperor descended from the sky and landed heavily, raising a large cloud of dust.
"Are you a Dragon?"
"Or an Ancient Demon?"
The two looked at Fang Yun and asked one after another.
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