The Ancestral Treasure Embryo lost control and fell to the ground like a huge rock.
At the same time, a True Blood Saint Throne appeared out of nowhere, and the translucent Gu Xu sat on it.
Gu Xu was revived.
The True Blood Saint Throne rose slowly, and a red vortex appeared in the sky, forming a powerful suction force that pulled the True Blood Saint Throne.
Fang Yun opened his mouth, and the True Dragon Saint Sword flew out.
On the hilt of the True Dragon Saint Sword, there was actually the broken South-Pointing Chariot of Time.
On the South-Pointing Chariot of Time sat a translucent elder. The elder was extremely tall and strong, even taller than Fang Yun. His head was different from a normal person's, part of it was bulging, part of it was concave, his eyes were extremely long, and his cheekbones were slightly high.
It was such an average-looking elder, but standing on the South-Pointing Chariot of Time, he had an indescribable temperament.
At first glance, this person was as gentle as jade, like a modest gentleman, extremely kind, and made people feel close to him. But, if one looked carefully, they would find that this person was like a towering mountain that people could only look up to, and like a vast ocean that made people feel reverence.
The elder casually stood on the chariot, and although he didn't release any power, he seemed to have stolen the light of all worlds, and even Fang Yun's aura disappeared without a trace, as if he was a student behind the elder.
The elder pointed forward, and an ancient torrent flew out of his hand, forming a space-time black hole.
The True Dragon Saint Sword carried the South-Pointing Chariot of Time and the translucent elder into the space-time black hole.
The moment Ao Zhou saw the elder, he was so scared that he covered his head with his claws. Back then, he was beaten so badly that he had to kneel and beg for mercy to keep his position as the master of the Yangtze River.
The power in the Kunlun Sword Formation stopped, but it was still pitch black.
The True Blood Saint Throne wasn't affected by the Kunlun Sword Formation at all, and flew into the sky, quickly leaving the Kunlun Sword Formation.
Above the Kunlun Sword Formation, Gu Xu sat on the True Blood Saint Throne, looking down at Fang Yun in the Saint's Study, and smiled like a victor.
He opened his mouth and said, "Fang Yun, you still won't be able to kill me."
He didn't have any power, no voice, no saint thought, but Fang Yun knew what he was saying just by looking at his lips.
Fang Yun looked at Gu Xu and said emotionally, "The matter between us is settled today. Not long after, I traveled the myriad worlds and took back some things. It's just that I feel a little melancholy. "
Gu Xu, who was sitting on the True Blood Sacred Throne, laughed loudly and said, "How can the matter between us be settled so easily! When I return to the Monster Realm and reconstruct my Saint Body, I will stay in seclusion and try to break through to the Divine Ancestor level! Once I'm bestowed the title of Ancestor, I'll dominate the myriad worlds and wipe out your entire clan! "
Fang Yun shook his head slightly and said, "You can be considered a hero among the demons and barbarians, but you will never understand why we humans can rise so quickly and why we can threaten the demons in such a short time."
"Oh, then tell me, how did you humans rise so quickly?" Gu Xu asked with a smile.
"That's because we already knew the outcome before we acted," Fang Yun looked at Gu Xu emotionlessly.
At this moment, Fang Yun's eyes overlapped with the eyes of the billions of human beings.
Gu Xu laughed loudly and pointed at Fang Yundao. "Do you know what I like about you the most? In the words of you humans, you're stubborn … "
Before Gu Xu finished, he suddenly felt something was wrong and looked down slowly.
His body started to dissipate from his feet. When it reached his knees, Gu Xu slowly raised his head and looked at Fang Yun.
"How did you do that?" Gu Xu's eyes were filled with disbelief.
At this moment, the blood-red whirlpool in the sky suddenly spun rapidly and formed a huge suction force as if it was going to suck the entire Starfall Sea away.
However, Dragon City's will descended and suppressed the blood-red whirlpool.
Fang Yun said calmly, "When I used the True Blood Sacred Throne to revive you, you were already dead."
After a few breaths, Gu Xu's body below his chest had already dissipated. He suddenly opened his eyes wide and roared furiously.
"Kill me!"
At this moment, a black space-time chaos hole appeared in front of Fang Yun again and the slightly scratched True Dragon Sacred Sword returned.
The Compass Chariot of Time and the old man both disappeared.
Fang Yun opened his mouth and swallowed the True Dragon Sacred Sword, then looked at Gu Xu.
"On the road to the underworld, there are Saints following you and the Yao Realm dying with you. I'm sure Brother Gu Xu won't be lonely." Fang Yun took out the wine bottle again and filled it with wine.
Gu Xu's body below his neck had already dissipated.
Gu Xu looked at the blood-red whirlpool in the sky.
"I, Gu Xu, have never let the Yao Realm down."
Gu Xu lowered his head and looked at Fang Yun. His eyes were filled with warmth.
"Let's meet again in the next life!"
Gu Xu closed his eyes.
Crystal clear tears fell from both of their eyes.
Gu Xu had completely dissipated.
Two drops of tears slowly fell and disappeared into the Starfall Sea.
Fang Yun raised the cup in his right hand and waved it lightly. The wine splashed and turned into brilliant flames that scattered.
Fang Yun flicked his hand and a cup of wine slid down the table in front of Ao Zhou.
Ao Zhou was flattered. He kowtowed three times and said, "Thank you for the wine, Lightning Ancestor."
Then, he raised the cup with both hands and saluted Fang Yun. He drank it in one gulp.
"Phew …" Ao Zhou's body was on fire, but his expression was one of bliss.
At this time, Fang Yun's right index finger knocked on the table for the fourth time.
Ao Zhou was so scared that his body trembled. He shrank back on the table and mumbled, "Humans are so cruel."
The Inkstone Turtle nodded.
Saint Origin Continent, Gyeongo.
The four-colored flying swords broke through the void and descended on the Old Peach Mountain. They overlapped with the original four True Dragon Sacred Swords and formed four new swords that sealed off the Old Peach Mountain.
Gyeongo's Capital City, Golden Imperial Palace.
Emperor Qing, who was sitting on the Dragon Throne, cried in his heart when he heard the news. Fang Yun's revenge had been going on from morning till night.
Gyeongo's officials in the Golden Imperial Palace were devastated when they heard the news.
Before Fang Yun became a saint, 90% of the officials in the Kingdom of Qing were fiercely pro-war. Every one of them seemed to be able to defeat the Illusionary Divine stage with their fists and kick the literary heroes with their feet. They could not wait to attack the Jing Kingdom.
However, after Fang Yun became a Saint, even the officials whose family members had died because of Fang Yun kept quiet out of fear, not daring to say a word of disrespect.
Even Zong Ganyu, the head of the Zong Family, had a stroke because of Fang Yun, the leader of the Half-saint. Who would dare to say anything to him?
What's more, Fang Yun had practically grown from a child to a literary giant. From the beginning to the end, he had never lowered his head. He had stepped on Liu Zizhi's head, step by step on the path to the clouds, and finally, he had become a saint.
To put it bluntly, Fang Yun could kill anyone he wanted.
No human had ever survived a battle against a Half-saint. No one.
"Cough, cough, cough …"
Emperor Qing suddenly picked up his handkerchief and coughed violently. A palace maid came to help but was pushed away.
After coughing for a long time, Emperor Qing glanced at his officials with bloodshot eyes.
Even the old officials who were usually the most loyal to him lowered their heads at this moment.
Emperor Qing looked at his officials with eyes full of sorrow. What made him even sadder was that he should be angry, but there was no anger in his heart.
His heart was filled with fear and could not tolerate anything else.
After a while, the Qing Emperor took a deep breath. A glimmer of light appeared in his eyes. He slowly said, "The old Peach Mountain has been sealed off by a sword array. It concerns the dignity of the Qing Kingdom. What do you think?"
In the huge Golden Imperial Hall, there were all kinds of scholars, from High Scholar to Great Confucian, but no one responded.
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