Looking at the sea of Heaven Origin Source Liquid, Fang Yun finally understood just how abundant the treasures of the ancient era were. He also understood why the ancient races were so powerful.
Perhaps in the eyes of the emperor races, the value of the Heaven Origin Source Liquid was equal to the Half-saint divine materials in the eyes of the human Saints.
In the air above the sea of Heaven Origin Source Liquid, a massive black object appeared. It was like a shiny metal with a smooth surface.
This sphere was half the size of Saint Origin World's moon.
The origin of the world!
Fang Yun looked at the origin of the world, his scalp tingling. He had put in so much effort, and with Ao Yuwei's help, the origin of the world was only three feet tall and the size of a child. Now, he had encountered an origin of the world the size of a continent. It was completely incomparable.
Finally, Fang Yun looked at the giant stone beside the origin of the world.
That silver-gray boulder looked like a round plate that had been cut out from a huge pillar, or like a round vegetable block that had been cut out from the trunk of a huge tree. It wasn't very thick, only about ten thousand feet, but it had a diameter of a hundred thousand miles!
Fang Yun stared at the silver stone plate in a daze. It seemed that this was the true fragment of the Nine Extreme Sky Pillar. The ones he obtained before could only be called scraps!
Fang Yun couldn't help but ask the hundred-winged tortoise dragon, "Senior, did the emperor races leave the Nine Extreme Sky Pillar fragment here and not use it?"
"They don't know how to use these things. They are more suited to use the sacred objects of absolute beginning." The hundred-winged tortoise dragon said.
Fang Yun immediately understood. There weren't as many of these things as the sacred objects of absolute beginning, and they weren't as compatible with the bodies of the various races of absolute beginning. Thus, the various races hadn't studied these things in depth. Once the sacred objects of absolute beginning were completely excavated, they would definitely study them. At that time, the value of these divine objects might surpass the sacred objects of absolute beginning.
'I came at the right time!'
Fang Yun thought. Three fields of power pierced into the Heaven Origin Source Liquid, the origin of the world, and the North Pole Sky Pillar disk, rapidly absorbing the three divine objects.
Fang Yun already had a massive amount of the North Pole Sky Pillar's power as a foundation. Thus, the more he absorbed, the faster he became without any side effects.
However, these three divine objects were too large. Soon, Fang Yun's entire body was filled with these three types of power.
Not only that, but the mysterious power he discovered in the North Pole Sky Pillar also existed in these three divine objects.........................
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Very quickly, Fang Yun was enveloped by the three colors of milky white, silver-gray, and pure black. However, these three colors would sometimes merge and sometimes separate. They were unable to form a permanent power.
Suddenly, the pale sundial in the Palace of Literature glowed faintly, but then it went out.
After an unknown amount of time, the three divine objects were completely absorbed by Fang Yun. They accumulated in Fang Yun's body, his literary palace, and his country.
Fang Yun slowly opened his eyes and exhaled. A strange power flowed out with his breath. It flew out of the ancestral hall's main door and collided with the power of the ancestors outside. Lightning flashed and thunder roared. Wind and fire intersected, creating a violent explosion. An invisible power appeared and compressed all the explosions to a diameter of about ten feet.
"You have to adapt to your new power." The voice of the Hundred-Winged Turtle Dragon sounded in Fang Yun's mind.
Fang Yun was stunned. He carefully sensed his body and was shocked to find that his body was filled with the aura of the Divine Path. His literary palace was filled with the aura of the Divine Path. His country was also filled with the aura of the Divine Path.
Fang Yun still wanted to ponder why he became a saint in the end. However, he felt that the literary platform was ready to move. He immediately relaxed his control over it.
All of the literary platforms were thrown into the country's world, gradually merging with the country's world.
The Myriad People's Literary Platform manifested into countless living beings in the country. Not only were there humans, but there were also livestock in the human society.
The Martial Temple Literary Platform landed on the ground and formed a huge battlefield. There were all kinds of terrains in the battlefield, all of which were famous battles in the past. Countless heroic spirits fought on the battlefield.
The Kinetic Literary Platform drilled into the depths of the country's land and turned into a boiling earth core, providing power to the country.
The final Saint Soul Literary Platform fell into the center of the country like a meteor.
A mountain that was exactly the same as the one in Saint Origin World appeared in the country.
In the center of the mountain, there was an All Saints Palace that was exactly the same as Notre-Dame's!
However, the All Saints Palace lacked a Half-saint. There was only the Half-saint on the Saint Soul Literary Platform.
At this point, all the literary platforms disappeared and merged with the country.
The next step was to establish the foundation of the Divine Path and upgrade the country into a literary world.
The changes stopped. Fang Yun felt that there was a force stopping him.
At this moment, Fang Yun felt the Hundred-Winged Tortoise Dragon moving slowly. He looked outside.
The outside was originally a dusky yellow. Now, it had turned dark yellow. It was as if another force had merged with the dusk.
Fang Yun knew that it was the arrival of night.
It seemed that not only did the Emperor's Land have Youye White Demon, but here as well.
The Hundred-Winged Tortoise Dragon slowly moved left and right. It did not get too close to the Great Desolate Azure Dragon, but it also did not get too far away.
Fang Yun thought about the power formed by his breathing. With a thought, he reached out his hand towards the door of the Ancestral Palace.
Then, he saw lightning and flames appear on his fingers. It formed continuous crackling sounds. This was the collision of powerful Divine Paths.
This kind of power was enough to destroy the body of anyone below Half-saint. However, Fang Yun only felt a tingling pain and his skin turned red. Other than that, he did not suffer any other injuries.
Fang Yun was delighted. It seemed that after absorbing the three divine items, his body had strengthened again. Although it was not a Saint Body, it had special characteristics. It was even stronger than Half-saint when it came to resisting the Zuway.
Now, even if Half-saint walked out and did not use saint power or divine consciousness to protect himself, his Saint Body would immediately collapse.
Fang Yun wanted to go to the Battlefield of the Ancestors and the Chaotic True Void again. But before he did, he thought that if he did, his eyes would definitely be burned blind, and it might burn for a longer time. So he decided to forget about it.
Fang Yun was about to cultivate, but he remembered all the things in the past. He realized that although he did not participate in the battle of the Divine Ancestors and could not do anything now, he could not be idle. So he started to extrapolate.
However, this extrapolation was blocked everywhere. Every time Fang Yun thought of a key point, his thoughts would suddenly stop. Then, when he tried to focus his mind again, he found that he could not remember what he had just thought.
Fang Yun finally understood that the outside was filled with the power of the ancestors. Extrapolation itself was a kind of transcendental thinking. It would be disrupted or even blocked by powerful forces.
"I can't just be idle …"
Fang Yun looked outside. He still used his divine consciousness to block the Battlefield of the Ancestors. He only looked at the edge of the battlefield. But for some reason, he felt uneasy.
At this time, the Hundred-Winged Tortoise Dragon said, "I have a bad feeling. Be careful and don't move."
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