Fang Yun's refusal to enter the Notre-Dame after passing through Saint Origin World caused many speculations among the human race.
Especially when they learned that Fang Yun had killed the Three Seas Dragon Saint and eliminated the hidden danger of the human race, the rankings were even more chaotic.
In the past, there would occasionally be some noise, but ever since Fang Yun became a saint, there was no more noise.
Everyone supported Fang Yun.
Moreover, Fang Yun's refusal to enter the Notre-Dame made many people suspect that Zong Sheng was obstructing him.
No one dared to blame Zong Sheng, so they all blamed Qing Jun and even the Zong Family.
Now, the most popular article on the rankings was the check-in article by the scholars from all over the human race.
As long as Zong Ganyu was not executed, this article would not be removed from the rankings.
Every day, millions of scholars would reply and sign in below. On the surface, it was to punish Zong Ganyu for her rude behavior in front of the Temple of All Saints, but in reality, it was targeted at the entire Zong Family and Zong Sheng.
No matter what kind of plan Zong Sheng had, stopping Fang Yun from killing the Shark Saint and causing Chen Guanhai's death was a stain on his life.
As for Qing Jun, he became the target of ridicule among the human race scholars.
Now, scholars from all over the world said that since it was the new year and they had nothing to do, they should do something festive, such as scolding Qing Jun.
Jingguo's imperial court had a slight fluctuation because of Chen Guanhai's death. Some people were secretly stirring up trouble, but after Fang Yun's return, Jingguo completely quieted down.
Fang Yun seemed to have completely forgotten about Saint Origin World and stayed in the Bloodlight World to accompany Yang Yuhuan, consuming his saint power and treasures to nourish Yang Yuhuan's body. He was also preparing to go to the Ancient Kunlun World or the Kunlun Mountains to find the divine medicine so that Yang Yuhuan could maintain her youth and immortality.
While he was in the Bloodlight World, Dragons from all over the world arrived in Saint Origin World and listened to the orders of Dragon City. They gave the fragments of the Literati Star to Fang Yun.
Fang Yun directly turned one of the Literary Star Fragments into nothingness and placed it into Yang Yuhuan's head. The rest of the Literary Star Fragments fused into one.
After New Year's Eve, before dawn, Fang Yun bid farewell to Yang Yuhuan, who was reluctant to part with him.
Long Sheng was in the Bloodlight Realm.
Ao Zhou soared into the sky and turned into a beam of green light. He descended from the sky and flew toward Gyeongo.
Since yesterday, people from all over the Saint Origin World had been waiting for so long that their necks were sore and they were still unwilling to sleep.
After seeing the huge green light appear, everyone was in an uproar.
The Great Scholars and Great Confucians of various places used the Holy Temples of various places. Their wills flew directly to the Holy Temple in Qing Capital and looked at Qing Capital.
In the sky above Qing Capital, the gigantic true dragon sword hovered motionlessly.
In Qianqing Hall, Qing Jun sat on the dragon throne with his chest puffed out.
There were bloodstains everywhere in the palace.
Just yesterday, on New Year's Eve, the Qing Emperor ordered people to kill all the eunuchs and palace maids, and all the palace guards were sent to Bijie Mountain.
The once prosperous Qing Capital was now empty.
In the city of early spring, there was already a glimmer of light in the sky. It was even quieter than the cold winter night.
The wills of the Great Scholars and Great Confucians of various places were in the sky, looking down at Qing Capital. Their bodies were cold.
This place didn't look like the capital of a country. It looked more like a huge cemetery.
At five o 'clock, the green light stopped.
The huge Ao Zhou floated in the sky above the palace, looking down at Qianqing Hall.
The surging Holy Aura covered the entire capital.
Rumble …
Gyeongo seemed to be unable to withstand the arrival of Fang Yun and Ao Zhou. The originally clear dawn was now filled with dark clouds. The water vapor of the Yangtze River seemed to feel the power of its old master and swept through Gyeongo, causing the pitter-patter of spring rain.
The first rain of early spring in Jiangnan fell on Qing Capital.
In the curtain of rain, the huge Qing Capital was like a dead tree lying on the ground.
Ao Zhou quickly descended. His four powerful dragon claws landed on the ground of the palace, smashing four big holes.
His body was like a big knife, splitting the entire palace in two. From Qianqing Hall to the main gate of the palace, all the buildings were smashed by Ao Zhou.
Large amounts of dust fell from the roof of the palace.
The Qing Emperor and the miscellaneous scholars in the hall looked out the door. The original righteous anger had disappeared, replaced by indescribable awkwardness and panic.
Through the main gate of the hall, they could only see Ao Zhou's mouth and body. They couldn't see his full appearance.
Ao Zhou was too big.
Then, they saw the huge dragon lower its head. Fang Yun walked down from Ao Zhou's head step by step.
Seeing this, the Gyeongo Emperor and officials were shocked.
Even Kong Sheng couldn't make the Flood Dragon Saint a mount.
Today, at this moment, Fang Yun did it.
The insufferably arrogant Flood Dragon Saint Ao Zhou was as obedient as a dragon horse.
The scholars and Great Confucians above the Divine Temple were all shocked. There were even some Great Confucians who were proficient in painting that drew the entire process.
Almost everyone who saw the list was shocked by the unbelievable scene.
"I'm the Half-saint, and you're the Emperor?"
Fang Yun landed in front of the Qianqing Temple. He raised his head slightly and looked at the Qing Emperor on the dragon throne.
Fang Yun was still wearing the purple robe of the Great Confucian. He was tall and straight, and his face was like jade. The corners of his mouth seemed to curve slightly.
Everyone looked at Fang Yun's eyes as if they had seen something terrifying. Their bodies stiffened, as if they were shocked by the terrifying power.
In Fang Yun's left eye, the Saint Origin Planet spun. In his right eye, the Blood Light World spun.
His eyes contained the universe, and his body was heaven and earth.
The Saints only glanced at Fang Yun and felt a splitting headache. They hurriedly turned their heads, not daring to look.
Fang Yun didn't even emit any saintly aura.
Even so, his body was like the Divine Path. They couldn't look directly at him.
The Qing Emperor's hand gripped the handle of the dragon throne tightly. His gaze had already moved away from Fang Yun. He wanted to look up at the sky, but his neck was completely out of his control. He couldn't raise his head at all. In the end, he could only lower his head slightly. His gaze fell on Fang Yun's chin.
The Qing Emperor gritted his teeth. He hadn't thought that he didn't even have the right to look at Fang Yun.
This world wouldn't allow him to do that!
The Qing Emperor roared in his heart.
Below the Qing Emperor, close to a hundred people stood in the palace. Their expressions were complicated.
"I didn't think that there would be someone willing to accompany you. Great Confucian Pang Jue, we meet again. "
Fang Yun walked with his hands behind his back. It was as if he was taking a stroll. He walked into the Qianqing Temple confidently.
With every step Fang Yun took, everyone's expressions changed.
They could only inhale when Fang Yun raised his right foot. When Fang Yun put down his right foot, they could only exhale, regardless of whether they had finished inhaling or not. They could only continue to inhale when Fang Yun raised his right foot.
Not only did they breathe, but even their heartbeats and pulses were the same. They were completely out of their control.
In the instant that Fang Yun stepped into the Qianqing Temple, everyone present felt that the hall was infinitely wide and that Fang Yun had become infinitely tall.
The closer Fang Yun walked, the smaller the people present felt.
When Fang Yun walked to the front of the crowd, in their perception, the Fang Yun in front of them was a sun that was close at hand. It illuminated the world so brightly and fiercely.
Their heads lowered again and again. Their gazes continuously moved down. In the end, they didn't even dare to look at Fang Yun's shoes.
Everyone had an indescribable feeling. It was as if they had lost control of their bodies. It was as if they were dust in the starry sky. They had lost all ability, all power, and all support. They could only revolve around Fang Yun, the sun.
When Fang Yun walked past them, everyone did their best to sense Fang Yun's existence. But, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't see Fang Yun, not even the corner of his clothes, shoes, or socks.
They only knew that a towering giant was passing by.
They weren't even as tall as the giant's shoes.
When an ant crosses the Kunlun Mountains, it is difficult to see the whole picture.
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