The Literary World needed time to grow.
The Confucian scholars looked at Zong Sheng's literary world, which was like a continent. Their eyes were burning with passion.
The Literary World was the dream of all Confucians.
There were too many things that could be done in the Literary World, and the Literary World had all kinds of powers, whether it was for offense, defense, nurturing power, or forming an extreme power according to one's own Saintly Way.
All the Confucians focused on Zong Sheng's Literary World.
There were not many extra things in Zong Sheng's Literary World. It was almost all cities and people.
At the core of the Literary World was a grand imperial palace.
It was clear that this Literary World was the manifestation of Zong Sheng's Miscellaneous Saintly Way. Almost everyone in the Literary World spoke and acted around the Miscellaneous Saintly Way. This was the meaning of their existence.
The power that this Literary World provided to Zong Sheng was no less than the power of all of Gyeongo.
As long as the Literary World continued to expand, as long as the number of people inside increased, the Miscellaneous Saintly Way in the Literary World would grow stronger, and Zong Sheng himself would grow stronger.
After looking for a while, everyone realized Zong Sheng's ambition.
This Literary World did not have strong offensive or defensive abilities. It was completely created for Zong Moju to cultivate the Miscellaneous Saintly Way.
The entire Literary World was just a stepping stone for Zong Moju to become a Secondary Saint.
Such a person had both talent and determination. He had nothing to worry about.
Soon, everyone calmed down. They confirmed that this was the largest Half-saint Literary World that the humans had manifested.
The Literary World Competition seemed to have been decided.
"Fang Sheng, please." Zong Moju stood proudly in the sky, at the center of the stars, and looked at Fang Yun.
Fang Yun nodded lightly and smiled. A breath later, he suddenly said, "Zong Sheng, I suggest you move the Literary World back, behind you."
At this time, Zong Sheng's Literary World was like a continent hanging above the two of them.
Zong Moju nodded and said, "That's good, to prevent your Literary World from being defeated by Bensei's Literary World after it appears."
Fang Yun smiled and did not answer.
Zong Mo Ju's ten thousand li Wen Jie was like an enormous galaxy mechanism in the universe that slowly moved backwards and finally moved behind Zong Mo Ju.
As Zong Sheng's Literary World moved back, the nearby stars' trajectories clearly changed.
Zong Sheng attracted the stars with a single move.
The great scholars all sighed softly. They had no regrets in life to be able to witness such a magnificent scene with their own eyes.
Fang Yun said slowly, "I became a Saint late, and the literary realm is still in its infancy. I haven't fully used it yet, and at most, I've only borrowed a little of its power. Today is also the first time I have fully released it, so it is difficult to control. If there is any negligence, please forgive me. "
Zong Mo Ju nodded slightly, indicating that he understood. The Literary Boundary was the core power of Half-saint, it was extremely powerful and contained a vast amount of energy. When Half-saint summoned the Literary Boundary for the first time, it was like a baby raising an axe, unable to do anything, there would definitely be some problems.
Zong Mo was in the middle of the situation, but Half-saint in front of the screen was different.
Many Half-saint immediately grasped the key point in Fang Yun's words. Then, they looked at each other, their eyes full of suspicion.
Fang Yun had only borrowed a little of the power of the Literary Boundary. This sentence could be understood from two angles.
Zong Mo Ju's understanding was that Fang Yun was afraid that his foundation was not stable yet, and using the power of the Literary Boundary could cause the Literary Boundary to shake or even collapse, which would ultimately affect his future Saint Path. Therefore, he rarely used the power of the Literary Boundary in his previous battles.
But, to Wang Jinglong and the other Half-saint, Fang Yun was saying that his previous opponents were not worthy of his full power!
Fang Yun had only been a Saint for a short period of time, only one or two years, but with such glorious results, how could he say that he did not use his full power?
Under everyone's various gazes, Fang Yun took a deep breath, and the Saint power around his body faintly appeared. The space shook along with it, as though he was using all his strength.
Above Fang Yun, the space undulated like the surface of a lake in the spring breeze, rippling slightly.
After a few breaths, everything stopped.
Fang Yun revealed an awkward expression, and his face turned slightly red. As a Half-saint, he could not even release the Literary Boundary, this was unprecedented.
Everyone looked at Fang Yun in a daze. Even Zong Mo Ju did not know whether to laugh or cry. "You have only been a Saint for a short period of time, I'm afraid you cannot release the Literary Boundary."
Then, all the Saints and Great Scholars laughed. This was like a newly promoted Great Scholar, no matter how talented he was, he could not release his Literary Boundary immediately, because it was not formed yet.
Everyone looked at Fang Yun with smiles. They did not have the intention to mock him, but they were exceptionally happy.
They finally had the chance to see Fang Yun embarrass himself, and finally saw something that Fang Yun could not do.
Fang Yun explained helplessly. "My Literary Boundary is too heavy. This is my first time releasing it, and I did not find a way."
"Then Bensei will wait for you." Zong Mo Ju smiled and raised his chin slightly.
Some of the Great Scholars laughed secretly. They did not expect Saint Fang to have a time when he was defeated. This was obviously not as good as Zong Sheng, and he was using his newly ascended Saint as an excuse.
The Half-saint looked at this scene with interest. They did not think much of Fang Yun. After all, in their hearts, Fang Yun was still a young child.
Fang Yun's age in the various aristocratic families would have to call them Grandpa or even Great Grandpa.
Fang Yun thought seriously. After a long time, he suddenly raised his head and smiled. "I know."
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he opened his mouth and the True Dragon Saint Sword flew out. Ten patterns surrounded the sword.
The Saints' expressions changed. The True Dragon Saint Sword's aura was strong, far stronger than any Half-saint!
Even the Saint Sword or Saint Spear of the Military School could not compare.
This was because the True Dragon Saint Sword did not release its power. Just by flying normally, it tore through space!
The sword tore through space, this was a realm that only Quasi-Saints could reach.
Every time the dragon pattern on the Sharp Tongue Sword was upgraded, the amount of dragon energy required would be many times more than the previous one. Everyone had calculated that a Ten Pattern Battle of Tongues required a hundred thousand times more Dragon Qi than a Seven Pattern Battle of Tongues!
Even Dragon City could not bear to use so much Dragon Qi.
This Dragon Qi was enough to nurture many Dragons, Half-saint!
Since the appearance of Fang Yun's True Dragon Saint Sword until now, many people did not understand where Fang Yun got so much Dragon Qi from.
Zong Moju's expression turned cold as he looked at the True Dragon Saint Sword quietly.
Everyone immediately understood why Zong Moju was unhappy. Fang Yun knew that his literary skills were not as good as Zong Sheng's, so he used the True Dragon Saint Sword to show off!
Some Great Scholars shook their heads and thought that Fang Yun was still a child. Since Zong Sheng chose the literary battle instead of the Battle of Tongues, why did he have to use it? It would be even more embarrassing if he lost.
Under everyone's gaze, the True Dragon Saint Sword flew into the sky.
"Open!"
Fang Yun shouted as the True Dragon Saint Sword slashed horizontally and vertically.
Boom …
Above Fang Yun, thirty thousand li of space cracked, revealing a pure black void.
Everyone did not understand, and even Zong Sheng had some doubts. Shattering space was something that even a human Half-saint could do if he used all his strength. Although Fang Yun was strong and could easily shatter space, what was the use? Even Zong Sheng did not believe that he was purposely showing off. Fang Yun might be young, but he was not stupid to this extent.
Under everyone's doubtful gaze, a star thirty thousand li in diameter appeared in the void!
There was a huge light shield on the surface of the star that was more than a hundred thousand li in diameter. It directly caused the surrounding space to explode.
In the starry sky, a hundred thousand li in diameter void zone appeared, filled by the star and the light shield.
Then, the void shrunk and the space recovered.
What was terrifying was that outside the star's light shield, there were many spatial cracks and spatial jags!
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