Within a thousand miles of the Emperor tribe, the spirit of the stone houses were scattered everywhere.
In a tall stone house, an old man with white hair and a face full of wrinkles sat cross-legged in the air, a foot above the ground. His head was exceptionally large, especially his forehead, which bulged out. It was obviously very strange, but upon closer inspection, it didn't seem out of place.
In front of him, there was a small vat-like medicine mortar. The medicine mortar seemed to be made of ordinary bluestone and didn't show any abnormalities.
The medicine pestle was unusual. It was like a condensation of golden light, tangible but intangible. It slowly pounded down and slowly lifted up, back and forth endlessly.
In the depths of the medicine mortar, there was a galaxy flowing. Thousands of stars were crushed into powder by the medicine pestle, crushed into a paste, and turned into brilliant starwater. It was incomparably beautiful, but also hid a great danger.
The power of the galaxy medicine surged as if it had the ability to overturn mountains and seas. It kept rushing up, but as soon as it jumped up, it was crushed by the medicine pestle.
The old man's eyes were originally closed, but suddenly, he opened them and turned to look outside.
The old man revealed a kind smile and said, "Interesting."
The old man's eyes lit up.
Stars fell in a glance, and Thousand Realms Reborn in a glance.
In the tribe, many Half-saint and young Supreme Saints slowly rose. Soon, dozens of Half-saint and Supreme Saints looked at Fang Yun.
The time tornado passed through Fang Yun and quickly returned behind Di Lan.
Di Lan was still in a daze.
Fang Yun seemed to know nothing. His eyes were empty, and slowly turned bluish-white, like the eastern sky before dawn.
Di Lan saw this scene, and was angry and anxious. Fang Yun was actually cultivating during the spar, and didn't put a Half-saint in his eyes at all.
In the entire Emperor tribe, only he, Di Lan, had mastered the time tornado when he was young. Even the most powerful Saint Ancestor could barely master it after becoming a Supreme Saint.
The power of time was always one of the strongest forces in the world. No force was absolutely above time.
Di Lan took a deep breath and said slowly, "Since this little friend looks down on me and doesn't want to fight back, then Di Lan can only try my best today."
With that, Di Lan opened his eyes slightly, and his eyes instantly turned into a bluish-purple vortex.
The Time Tornado behind him suddenly spun faster and expanded.
The four Great Sages hurriedly took action. Divine light flickered as they pulled the children behind them. Then, the four of them lined up in a row and stepped forward, blocking the path between Di Lan and the tribe.
In front of the four Half-saints, it was as if the end of the world had arrived. Behind the four Half-saints, the wind was gentle and the sun was bright. Everything was peaceful.
Those Emperor Clan young children stared forward with widened eyes, carrying envy and curiosity. They stared at the continuously expanding tornado, not saying a word.
After a few breaths of time, the time tornado that was originally a thousand feet in diameter had actually transformed into a time tornado that was ten thousand feet in diameter.
The terrifying bluish-purple hurricane stood on the turtle's back for a long time, so much so that the storm in the sky was actually slowly pushed away.
When some of the archaic creatures in the distance saw the time storm, their hearts trembled in fear, and they all fled.
The Saints in the tribe nodded lightly. This Di Lan was indeed one of the most outstanding youths of the Emperor clan. Just this time hurricane alone was enough to fight an ordinary Great Saint.
In the eyes of ordinary people, it was just an ordinary bluish-purple storm that looked grand and majestic.
However, in the eyes of the Saints, there was not one time hurricane at all, but a total of eight!
The eight time hurricanes were located in different space-time, surging toward Fang Yun from eight directions.
Once they overlapped, it was equivalent to eight Saints attacking together.
The most terrifying thing was that the time hurricane furthest from Di Lan was actually ten times more powerful than the other seven time hurricanes!
That was a talent that only time controllers could have, borrowing power from the future!
Some of the Emperor clan Great Sages revealed envious expressions. They could only reach this realm when they reached the sacred ancestor level, but Di Lan was only a Half-saint, yet he could reach it.
However, the Emperor clan Saints were more concerned about Fang Yun, who was at the center of the eight time hurricanes.
Even if the time hurricane stirred up a gentle breeze, it could make an ordinary archaic creature age by dozens of years in an instant.
Now that the eight time hurricanes were moving toward Fang Yun, the accumulated power of time was enough to make Fang Yun age by thousands of years, but Fang Yun's appearance did not change at all.
The Saints vaguely guessed that Fang Yun should have a way to protect himself, so they did not prepare to make a move.
Several breaths later, the eight time hurricanes arrived at Fang Yun's location at the same time.
The four-legged black snake hugged Fang Yun's calf. Its eyes rolled back, and white foam came out of its mouth. It fainted from fright.
The power of the eight time hurricanes overlapped had already surpassed the power of an ordinary Great Sage. Light flickered between heaven and earth, and black space-time cracks were faintly discernible. The entire space could no longer withstand the destruction of the time hurricanes and could shatter into the void at any time.
However, Fang Yun was still unaffected!
Such a powerful eight time hurricane did not hurt Fang Yun at all. It could not even blow up Fang Yun's hair.
Di Lan looked at Fang Yun, and unprecedented despair rose in his heart. He even suspected that Fang Yun was sent by the Primordial World Exterminating Dragon to attack him.
Just as the power of the eight time hurricanes reached their peak and space began to collapse, Fang Yun suddenly opened his eyes.
"I understand now!"
Behind Fang Yun, a boundless mountain range appeared. The peaks were like waves, like a sea of mountains, boundless and limitless.
In the center of the sea of mountains, there was a strange peak that rose from the ground and continued to expand.
The Saints of the Emperor race looked up at the sky and exclaimed.
In front of this sea of mountains, the time hurricane seemed so small.
It was like an ant looking at a mountain.
"This is …" Di Lan was extremely shocked and was speechless.
The ancestral court of the mountains!
The origin of the mountains!
Kunlun!
The tallest Kunlun Mountain was exactly the same as the mountain-shaped jade artifact that Fang Yun had obtained in Dragon City.
It was also exactly the same as the Kunlun Mountain in Saint Origin World.
In the literary palace, the mountain-shaped jade artifact appeared and exploded into countless rays of light, landing on the left wall of the literary palace.
Kunlun was vast, and the mountains were like sand.
Eternal Kunlun Painting!
A new mural was born in the literary palace.
An instant later, the space above Di Lan collapsed, like a glass roof that could not withstand the pressure and shattered.
Terrifying power poured down.
Like the heavens, Kunlun fell on Di Lan.
It was vaster than the sky, thicker than the firmament, and vaster than the starry sky.
Di Lan crazily activated his power, even using the saint power that he could not use, but his body still did not move.
Di Lan's body seemed to be completely suppressed by the Ancestral Court of the Myriad Mountains.
The expressions of the four Great Saints changed, and they all stretched out their hands to lift up.
The Four Heavenly Manifestations appeared.
A towering ancient tree covered the surroundings. The flowers and fruits on it were like stars, swaying with the wind, and saint power surged.
A sea of clouds rapidly expanded, changing strangely, pervasive and everywhere.
A river of stars soared into the sky like a waterfall in reverse, like ten thousand stars colliding, fearless of heaven and earth, fearless of time and space.
The fourth heavens phenomenon was actually a huge hand holding a vortex-shaped river of stars. It slowly rose, as if it could destroy the heavens.
The four great Sage Heavens joined forces like four heavenly pillars supporting Kunlun.
The entire turtle shell was trembling.
The Hundred-Winged Turtle Dragon let out a loud roar.
The four-legged black snake exhaled, opened its eyes, and woke up. However, when it saw this scene, it rolled its eyes and fainted again.
The four Great Saints attacked, but the entire Kunlun Mountain was still pressing down. The four Great Saints actually felt that their stamina was insufficient.
The Great Saint who summoned the hand of the heavens shouted, "Stop!"
The mountains in Fang Yun's eyes slowly shrank, and he quickly regained his clarity.
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