The True Dragon Sword flew in front of Fang Yun, carrying the bones that had been mostly shaved off.
The huge bone cracked open, revealing the empty vertebral cavity.
The vertebral cavity was filled with mysterious patterns, and it was filled with the aura of the Saint Path.
Fang Yun stared at the patterns carefully. Stars flew in his eyes, and time flowed.
After a long while, Fang Yun pointed with his finger, and the Saint Path patterns in the spinal cavity trembled rapidly, constantly fusing and changing. After a few dozen breaths, a small skull appeared.
The Bone Race had a habit of making their skulls into storage treasures.
Fang Yun frowned slightly as he held the skull in his hand.
There was the mark of the Sacred Ancestor inside. He couldn't open it with his ability, and he couldn't even put it in the Literary Dimension.
Fang Yun could only shrink the skull to a size that he could hold with one hand and hang it on his waist.
Fang Yun put away Ancestor Bai's incarnation and flew to the highest mountain.
The power of the Sacred Ancestor's incarnation was above that of a pinnacle Supreme Saint.
In the dense forest, the Saints of various races secretly stared at Fang Yun.
There were already more than a dozen Saint teams gathered here.
They first heard the conversation between the two sides, and then they saw a river of stars surrounding the two Saints. Then, the world turned dark. After a few seconds, the darkness dissipated. Fang Yun put away Ancestor Bai's incarnation and left.
Looking at Fang Yun's back, feeling that Fang Yun's aura hadn't weakened at all, and thinking about the time of the battle, the Saints who were eager to try fell silent.
Ancestor Bai was indeed not one of the strongest Sacred Ancestors in the Ancient Kunlun World, but he wasn't a new Sacred Ancestor either.
Among the teams present, three had Sacred Ancestor's incarnations, and they could all defeat Ancestor Bai's incarnation. However, none of the teams had the ability to kill Ancestor Bai's incarnation in such a short time.
This meant that Fang Yun either had a strange ability or a terrifying treasure that could even suppress Zuway!
The Sacred Ancestor's incarnation could suppress a pinnacle Supreme Saint mainly because of Zuway.
They were both Supreme Saints, but with Zuway and without, they were basically two different kinds of Supreme Saints.
Many teams wanted to seize the opportunity to attack, but when they realized that the teams with Sacred Ancestor incarnations were not attacking, they immediately realized that something was wrong and could only watch quietly.
Fang Yun returned to the highest peak as if there was no one around and looked at the ring-shaped mountain formed by the ancestral corpse's power.
Inside the ring-shaped mountain, the ninety-nine heads of the ninety-nine ancestral corpses were resting with their eyes closed. However, their eyelids would occasionally move, indicating that they were in a half-awake state.
The power of the ancestral corpses was too great, and they were suppressed by the core of the ancient world too much. Without strong external stimulation, even if the ancestral corpses had already opened their eyes, they would still be in this state.
The bodies of these ninety-nine-headed ancestral corpses were relatively well-preserved, as if their bodies had been coated with a layer of shiny silver shell when they were alive. The thick serpents had a pair of wings, and the ninety-nine heads clustered together like a huge tree crown.
From head to toe, the ancestral corpse was over a hundred thousand miles long.
Fang Yun looked around the ninety-nine corpses and sized up the Ring-shaped Mountain. His eyes lit up.
Beside the ninety-nine-headed ancestral corpses, there was actually a large patch of deep purple grass. The edges of the blades of grass were slightly glowing, and there seemed to be blood flowing in the veins of the leaves.
Ancestral Breath Grass.
From the looks of it, when the ninety-nine-headed ancestral corpses opened their eyes, they instinctively used their power to protect their bodies, which was why the Ancestral Breath Grass was preserved.
The Ancestral Breath Grass was an extremely precious divine item, and even the Hundred Coffin Island did not have it.
The Ancestral Breath Grass was a very special divine medicine. When it was in the form of a seed, it would not enter water, soil, or wood. However, once it encountered a dense Sacred Ancestor aura, the seed would germinate and absorb the scattered Sacred Ancestor aura.
Moreover, the growth cycle of the Ancestral Breath Grass was very slow, and it would only mature after thirty thousand years. During this process, the Sacred Ancestor's true body had to be present. Moreover, it could only absorb the aura of the same Sacred Ancestor's true body every thirty thousand years. Once the Sacred Ancestor or an incarnation was used, the Ancestral Breath Grass would naturally wither.
Even a Sacred Ancestor would find it hard to cultivate for thirty thousand years in one go, so the Ancestral Breath Grass was extremely rare in any era.
The Ancestral Breath Grass could also be cultivated from a Sacred Ancestor's corpse, but it would absorb death energy and become Ancestral Breath Grass. It was a completely different species from the Ancestral Breath Grass, and at most, it could be considered a type of poison.
However, the Sacred Ancestor Startled Corpses were different. Although they were considered a dead race, they were not Sacred Ancestor Startled Corpses, and they had surpassed the ordinary meaning of life and death. They did not have the death energy of a Half-saint or a Great Sage Startled Corpse. They were a type of lifeform with a unique nature, and thus, the Ancestral Breath Grass could grow.
The number of Ancestral Breath Grass around the ninety-nine-headed corpse had reached over ten thousand!
This meant that the ninety-nine-headed corpse had existed here for at least five hundred thousand years, and no one had ever plucked it.
The Ancestral Breath Grass was a super divine item that could increase the power of all Saints below the peak of the Great Sage Realm. This was because consuming this grass was equivalent to having a Sacred Ancestor helping them increase their power without any side effects.
To a peak Great Sage, the Ancestral Breath Grass was even more important. It could allow them to obtain more power during the ancestral bestowment, greatly reducing the possibility of failure.
To a Sacred Ancestor, it was a sacred healing medicine.
Every Sacred Ancestor was incomparably powerful. This also meant that once they were injured by other Sacred Ancestors, it would be a serious injury that would be difficult to fully recover from.
The source of this injury was the Sacred Ancestor's power that was attached to it. It was very difficult to completely disperse the power of a Sacred Ancestor.
The Ancestral Breath Grass could.
The Ancestral Breath Grass could directly absorb the power of the enemy's Sacred Ancestor. As long as there were enough Ancestral Breath Grass, it could even absorb the power of the World Exterminating Emperor Dragon or even the Ultimate Thearch. After absorbing this power, the injury would be healed instantly.
The Ancestral Breath Grass was one of the divine herbs that all Sacred Ancestors would fight for.
In particular, there were over ten thousand Ancestral Breath Grass here, which could rapidly heal hundreds of serious injuries.
Fang Yun needed it very much!
Fang Yun's Sacred Body was not inferior to Dragons, but the problem was that this Sacred Body did not have the innate ability of the Dragons' Sacred Body. Once he was injured, his recovery speed would be much slower than the races with powerful Sacred Bodies.
If he could obtain these Ancestral Breath Grass, he would have the confidence to face any Sacred Ancestor in the future.
Moreover, apart from the Ancestral Breath Grass, the ninety-nine-headed corpse would definitely have precious treasures.
Fang Yun did not move, and neither did the other teams.
This caused the ninety-nine-headed corpse to lie quietly in the Ring-shaped Mountain.
Fang Yun was silent. He only had the Sacred Skins of the Giant God Tribe, the Mountain Tribe, and the Giant Poisonous Frog Tribe. He only knew the process of ancestor worship for these three tribes. Different tribes had different methods of ancestor worship. It was fine if the ancestor corpse did not react to the mistake, but if he angered the ancestor corpse, he would definitely die.
Since they did not move, Fang Yun did not move either.
Therefore, Fang Yun opened up a platform on the highest mountain with his back facing the ninety-nine-headed Sacred Ancestor. He then placed it outside the Sage Study Room and closed his eyes to cultivate.
When the teams saw Fang Yun like this, they gritted their teeth. It was obvious that Fang Yun did not want to be the first one to stand out. He was prepared to waste time like this.
A group of people would never be able to outlast one person.
The teams began to discuss secretly. Soon, the avatars of the Giant God Tribe's three ancestors, the Withered Mountain Ancestor's avatar, and the Wind Ancestor's avatar flew into the sky.
Fang Yun looked at the three Sacred Ancestor avatars quietly. He was expressionless and did not say a word.
With Ancestor Bai's avatar as an example, they were not stupid enough to fight near the ancestor corpse.
The avatar of the three Sacred Ancestors first greeted Fang Yun with a smile. "Great Sage Fang Yun, we meet again."
"Hmm," Fang Yun replied in a neutral tone.
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