The core of the ancient world, the endless mountains and seas.
Millions of lightning bolts descended, causing the sky to be filled with meteors.
Among the mountains, a hundred-thousand-feet-tall mountain peak was trembling.
Suddenly, rocks flew everywhere, mud rolled down, and vegetation fell.
Looking from the sky, countless withered yellow long hair swayed gently, pushing away all the mud, rocks, and vegetation.
It was not a mountain, but a hundred-thousand-feet-long giant wolf.
The roots of this giant wolf's fur were beautiful silver, but the rest of the wolf's fur was gray and withered. The withered yellow was slowly spreading to the roots, almost corroding the skin.
His skin was covered with black spots, as if a strong poison was spreading.
When he raised his head, his neck was torn open with rotten wounds, and his neck bones were clearly visible.
He slowly opened his eyes.
His left eye was completely rotten, turning into dark green pus. If it was not wrapped in saint power, it would explode with a light touch.
His right eye seemed to be shrouded in shadow, losing its focus.
Even if this giant wolf's strength was exhausted and his body was old, he still exuded the Zuway that was unmatched by a Supreme Saint.
The moment he opened his eyes and looked at the sky, a fierce aura rose into the sky, surging between the mountains, covering millions of miles.
"I have waited for ten thousand years, and finally it opens again!
"For the sake of becoming an ancestor, for the sake of the chaos, I have endured ten thousand years of suppression. From today onwards, my name, Lang Yi, will shock the world!
"The core of the ancient world will be mine!"
Lang Yi's almost blind right eye burst with a faint light, and it was healing at a terrifying speed.
Suddenly, the divine lightning changed direction and fell on his body like a thunder waterfall.
"Argh …"
Lang Yi flew out with a shrill scream, desperately trying to get up and break free. Who knew that countless dense runes would suddenly appear in the void, forming black chains that continued to spread along his body.
However, there were slight cracks on those chains.
The lightning dissipated, and Lang Yi's pitch-black body emitted a strong smell of roasted meat.
If any ordinary Emperor smelled this roasted meat, their chances of becoming a Saint would increase by twenty percent.
The light in Lang Yi's eyes dimmed, but there was a smile at the corner of his mouth.
"The lock that seals the heavens has cracked. Once I absorb enough flesh and blood, I can rush out of here before the core of the ancient world closes and complete the great cause of the demon world! In that case, I'll create a few peak Great Holy avatars to collect flesh and blood for my main body … "
Lang Yi thought to himself. Mustering the last of his strength, he began to create the Sacred Ancestor incarnation.
One Sacred Ancestor after another appeared.
Not long after, the Sacred Ancestor Wolfmane's eyes rolled back and fell into a deep sleep.
The wolf clones looked at each other. Some of them flew in different directions, while the others stayed where they were.
Fang Yun descended from the sky amidst the lightning and fire.
Fang Yun felt as if he had returned to the Thunder Lake of Inception. He was standing on the Thunder Stone Boat with the Thunder Medallion at his waist. The Half-saint Treasure Cloud Building of the School of the Farmer's Half-saint Treasure Cloud Building floated in the air. In front of him floated the Legalism Half-saint Treasure Limu Codex and the Military Half-saint Treasure Sun Bin's Book of War.
The dense lightning was repelled by the Thunder Stone Boat and the Thunder Medallion. Only a small amount of lightning was split into four and entered the three Half-saint Treasures and Wen Jie.
The three Half-saint Treasures were originally embedded with a lightning source. The Cloud Building could summon clouds and rain, the Limu Codex could summon lightning punishment, and Sun Bin's Book of War could use lightning and fire tactics. With the nourishment of the Wen Jie's lightning sea and the mysterious heavenly lightning, their auras rose steadily. They were already on their way to becoming Supreme Saint Treasures.
Before entering the Ancient Kunlun World, Fang Yun visited the various clans for the sake of obtaining their treasures so that he could have more means in the Ancient Kunlun Land. At the same time, he could also guarantee that he would repay the various clans.
Once these three Half-saint Treasures became Supreme Saint Treasures, not only would they be useful to Fang Yun, but they would also be of great help to the entire human race.
Those heavenly fire meteors were just triggered by lightning. Their power was mediocre, so Fang Yun did not care.
Therefore, when the core of the Ancient Kunlun World opened, Fang Yun cultivated in the air.
Outside the Royal Mountain, the Saints all over the mountains and plains looked at the mysterious thunderbolts that kept falling, hesitating.
In the end, no one forced their way in. Even the Saint Ancestor's incarnation did not move.
It was not that no Saint Ancestor's incarnation had rushed in, but they were all struck by lightning and died on the spot.
The entire process lasted for 15 minutes before the lightning slowly dissipated.
Suddenly, the main gate of the Kunlun Palace opened. Terrifying auras swept through the world like huge waves.
Caught off guard, all the Saints fell to the ground.
Other than the Saint Ancestor's incarnation, all the Saints were either kneeling or lying on the ground. They were suppressed by the terrifying power and could not move at all.
Even the three Saints of the Emperor clan had to half-kneel on the ground and lower their heads helplessly.
The Saint Ancestor's incarnations smiled and looked at the main hall of the Kunlun Palace.
The moment a huge foot stepped out of the Kunlun Palace, the entire space of the Royal Mountain underwent an incomprehensible change.
At this moment, the four seasons kept changing. It could change dozens of times in an instant. It was as if alternating between hot and cold was the normal state of this world.
The space within a million miles collapsed and was completely replaced by the void. The layers of Zuway were like a vast ocean that drowned the Royal Mountain.
The Saints could no longer see this world clearly. Everything had turned into darkness.
The Saint Path in this space had been completely rewritten!
They could only see black shadows walking out of the Kunlun Palace one after another. Those black shadows were of different sizes. Some were as large as a mountain range, while others were only a few thousand feet tall. Some looked larger than the entire Royal Mountain but were actually smaller than the main gate of the Kunlun Palace. It was extremely strange.
No matter what these black shadows looked like, they all exuded terrifying Zuway.
In the senses of the Saints, these terrifying existences should have been brighter than the sun. However, there were too many of them, and their power was too strong. They rejected everything, including the senses of the Saints. Therefore, the Saints could not even see their light and power. They could only see the vague outlines of power like black shadows.
"What happened?"
The Saint Ancestor's voice contained suppressed anger. The Saints were shocked to find that all the Saint Ancestors of Kunlun were extremely angry.
What had happened?
"Haha, not bad, not bad. I'll go find him." The Night Ancestor's main body had already learned everything in an instant. His pleasant voice echoed between heaven and earth.
Dozens of Night Ancestor's incarnations rushed into the core of the Ancient World.
"Fang Yun! How dare you make fun of me! Croak! Frog God Saints, follow my incarnations into the core of the Ancient World. Whoever kills Fang Yun will receive my complete inheritance! "
Croak … Croak … Croak …
Frog croaks sounded from all directions. The Grey Poison Giant Frog Tribe Saints felt their bodies lighten. They followed the Grey Poison Ancestor's incarnations into the core of the Ancient World.
"Interesting. Go and take back the Myriad Worlds Ancient Ship." A lazy voice sounded.
"Yes!" The Grey Tribe Saints rushed into the core of the Ancient World. However, the Grey Ancestor did not enter.
"Capture Fang Yun or take back Kunlun's treasure. You can choose the reward!"
The Saint Ancestor's incarnations spoke one after another. Soon, all the ancestors left.
Tens of thousands of Half-saint Saints were lying on the ground. Their eyes were rolled back and they were foaming at the mouth.
They were knocked unconscious by the layers of Zuway.
The Supreme Saints looked at the unconscious Half-saint Saints and shook their heads. They used all kinds of powers to wake them up. Then, they quickly rushed into the Royal Valley.
There, a huge purple circular door formed by intertwining terrifying powers floated. It was overflowing with brilliance and dazzling.
All the Saints in the Ancient World of Kunlun gave up everything and rushed to the Royal Mountain.
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