The resources consumed by this Wen World far exceeded the resources used to nurture a saint ancestor.
Fang Yun tried to guide the lightning to Wen World's Kunlun Mountain.
The lightning that could easily destroy saints was like a spear that could destroy the world. It landed on Kunlun Mountain in the Literary World. The moment it hit Kunlun Mountain, the lightning instantly turned into lightning water. It was like a gentle stream that fell into Kunlun Mountain.
On the peak of Wen World's Kunlun Mountain, a foot-long lightning ditch appeared.
Fang Yun's heart skipped a beat. His sacred will seemed to have an additional trace of connection with something.
Fang Yun's eyes moved, and he began to guide Lei Ling to Wen World's Kunlun Mountain.
When all the lightning approached Wen World's Kunlun Mountain, it turned into lightning water.
The lightning water slowly gathered, condensing into small streams and converging into small rivers. They flowed and turned into lakes and rivers.
In Wen World's Kunlun Mountain, lightning water flowed.
Time slowly passed, and on the tenth day, Fang Yun suddenly opened his eyes. His sacred will looked at the sky.
He saw a bright fireball descending from the sky towards the lightning sea, but it was guided over by Lei Ling.
The fireball was getting closer and closer. It was only the size of a fist and looked normal. However, if one looked closely, they would see that the 'flame' wasn't real fire, but billions of lightning!
The lightning contained in this fireball was more than the total amount of lightning Fang Yun had guided into Wen World's Kunlun in the past ten days. It was more than the total amount of lightning water in the entire waterfall.
Fang Yun asked Lei Ling to guide the lightning source into Wen World. Just as he was about to absorb it with the Supreme Sage Divine Thunder, Wen World's Kunlun suddenly emitted a strange aura as though it was alive.
Then, Wen World's Kunlun released a strong gravitational force, as though the statue above was beckoning.
The lightning source immediately left its original direction and gave up on entering the Supreme Sage Divine Thunder. It fell into Wen World's Kunlun.
On the side of the main peak of Wen World's Kunlun Mountain, a lightning lake appeared.
Fang Yun was silent for a few breaths. He shook his head slightly and continued to guide the lightning into Wen World's Kunlun.
As the lightning water in Wen World's Kunlun increased, the aura of Wen World continued to strengthen. At first, it could only attract lightning as thick as a thumb. Now, the lightning that was injected into Wen World's Kunlun was hundreds of meters thick. It formed a small waterfall that was continuously absorbed by Wen World's Kunlun.
Slowly, Fang Yun discovered that the lightning water of the God Realm had actually become a power that belonged to him.
Fang Yun opened his mouth and the True Dragon Sacred Sword flew out. The True Dragon Sacred Sword was originally born from a True Dragon and had absorbed the power of the Thunder Dragon. It already contained the power of thunder and fire, but compared to the power of the Sacred Sword itself, the power of thunder and fire was negligible.
Now, the surface of the True Dragon Saint Sword still hadn't changed. In fact, the original power of thunder and fire had completely disappeared!
The True Dragon Sacred Sword was not an isolated sword body, but an ink sword attached to it!
After Fang Yun became a Saint, the attached ink sword could no longer compare to the True Dragon Sacred Sword, even with the help of the sword pattern.
The True Dragon Saint Sword was a Sword of Holy Will, a sword of the human race. Fang Yun had never trained in the Thunder Divine Path, nor did he have the time to do so. As such, he was unable to bear the truly powerful Thunder of the Divine Path.
The Ink Sword was different. The Ink Sword was not a physical object, but something that Fang Yun had condensed using the Divine Way of Calligraphy back then.
Right now, Fang Yun's Saint Dao of Calligraphy had already reached the Fifth Level.
The Ink Sword at this level did not have much destructive power, but it was enough to bear the weight of Divine Path Thunder.
The Ink Sword under the True Dragon Sacred Sword slowly grew longer. In the end, it actually became the same size as the True Dragon Sacred Sword. Its shape was also exactly the same. Only the color and the pattern on the surface were different.
The True Dragon Sacred Sword was formed from Holy Will and was incomparably pure. Therefore, the sword body was like snow, unusually white. Although there were dragon patterns on the surface that formed a golden light, it did not taint the sword body.
The Lightning Ink Sword was completely different. It was completely black, as if it was condensed from countless inks. It was even darker than the darkest chaotic vacuum. On the sword body, there were dense blue and white patterns, like cracks on the sword body.
Thunder water flowed within the blue and white patterns.
The Lightning Ink Sword's aura was actually not inferior to the True Dragon Sacred Sword. It was just that its incubation time was too short, and its power was far inferior.
With a thought, Fang Yun saw the Ink Sword fall into the Thunder Source Lake like a meteor from outer space.
The moment the Thunder Source Lake came into contact with the Ink Sword, it was like an enraged Saint, wanting to devour the enemy. However, the Literary Realm Kunlun shook slightly, and the Thunder Source Lake returned to its calm state.
The Lightning Ink Sword lay quietly at the bottom of the lake, absorbing the Thunder Source Lake's power.
The Thunder Source Lake shrank at an extremely slow speed.
Fang Yun could clearly feel the Thunder Source Lake's irritation, but it remained motionless.
When the Thunder Source Lake shrank to half its original size, a lightning bead appeared on the Lightning Ink Sword's blade.
At this time, the Lightning Ink Sword stopped absorbing the Thunder Source Lake, and the Thunder Source Lake's irritable aura slowly dissipated.
Fang Yun beckoned with his hand, and the Lightning Ink Sword flew high into the sky. The Thunder Token's lightning waterfall split into two, one was absorbed by the Literary Realm Kunlun, and the other was absorbed by the Lightning Ink Sword.
Another twenty days passed, and there was not a single Thunder Source Lake.
Fang Yun pondered for a moment, and knew that Thunder Source Lake was something that could only be found by chance. He could not wait like this.
Fang Yun looked up at the sky. The Thunder Source Lake was endless, and there must be a lot of Thunder Source Lake. However, that was a true forbidden land. Even a Divine Ancestor could be swallowed by the Thunder Source Lake if he was not careful.
Fang Yun lowered his head again and looked at the Thunder Sea.
The Thunder Sea was called a sea, but the amount of lightning was far less than the Thunder Source Lake in the sky. The key was that this place was protected by the Thunder Stone Mountain, and many Divine Ancestors had cultivated here. This Thunder Sea was far less dangerous than the Thunder Source Lake in the sky.
Whether it was the Literary Realm Kunlun, the Lightning Ink Sword, or the Great Sage Divine Lightning, they were all waiting to be fed.
Fang Yun gritted his teeth and poured more energy into the Thunder Stone Boat and Lightning Token. He also took out the projection of the Ferocious Thunder Cliff and released the power of the three treasures together. Then, they slowly sank.
The five Great Sages outside were surprised at the beginning, but now, they were used to it. They were all guessing when the chanting spirit would come out.
Suddenly, the five Great Sages widened their eyes.
The huge ball of lightning was sinking. The chanting spirit was going to enter the Thunder Sea!
The five Great Sages looked at each other.
"This chanting spirit … is a little bold." Lang Kun's tone was a little strange. The other Great Sages did not mind.
The Sun Great Sage smiled and said, "As expected of a pinnacle foreign race. Even if Gu Xu was reborn, he would not be as strong."
Lang Kun's fur shivered. He secretly glanced at the Sun Great Sage and fell into deep thought.
Huo De sighed and said, "They say that lightning and fire are inseparable. Even if I reach the pinnacle of the Great Sage in the future, I will not dare to enter the Thunder Sea. As a fellow foreign race, Bensei is ashamed. "
The Stone Great Sage nodded lightly. This chanting spirit was indeed at the pinnacle. It was very likely that he would become a Divine Ancestor in the future.
Time passed slowly. A year passed in the blink of an eye.
Outside the Inception Thunder Lake, the Plague Great Sage and the two Barbarian Great Sages had been waiting for a long time.
"This Inception Thunder Lake is too dangerous. Without the ancient map, we will most likely die."
"Without the ancient map, we will not enter the danger zone unless we reach the pinnacle of the Great Sage realm."
"It seems that the possibility of the chanting spirit being Fang Yun is very small. Humans are not good at using lightning. It will be useless for him to enter. On the other hand, the chanting spirit knows all kinds of spells. Many of them are related to lightning. "
"That's right. Let's go to the core of the Ancient World. If we meet him on the way, we will use the Eye of Illusion Breaker. If he is really the chanting spirit, we will join forces with him and give him a great opportunity. If he is Fang Yun, we will kill him! "
"Fang Yun is too strong. We have also gathered the Half-saint we meet. Before becoming a Great Sage, he will not be able to move alone."
"Let's go."
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