Along the way, Fang Yun caught a few of Lang Yi's avatars, but he couldn't get any answers from them. He could only deduce based on various clues, such as the route Lang Yi's avatars took, where they appeared, and the traces they left behind.
Fang Yun kept correcting his directions with new discoveries.
Finally, he felt a faint sense of wariness in his heart.
Fang Yun stopped and raised his head to look at a mountain range with green peaks.
There, Fang Yun felt a familiar power.
It was the power of Lang Yi's avatars, and there was more than one of them.
"We're here!"
Fang Yun stepped forward and pierced the void.
At that moment, Lang Yi's body, which had been sleeping, was suddenly awakened and instinctively released the power of the Sacred Ancestor. But at the same time, dense black chains appeared from the void and pounced on him like a spider web, sealing most of the power he released into his body. Only a small amount of ancestral aura and power leaked out.
Even a small amount of power leaked out, it caused an earth-shattering change.
The mountain range within a million miles exploded, mountains collapsed, and everything was destroyed.
Lang Yi's avatars around him were all killed by his own power.
"This is … the Fang Yun that the Saints were talking about?"
Lang Yi lay on the ground and turned his huge eyes to Fang Yun, who had suddenly appeared in the sky.
In Lang Yi's eyes, Fang Yun was not a pure Saintly Body. Instead, he was in the embryonic form of a dark universe. He was surrounded by Saintly Will and Ancestral Might. The terrifying Saintly Way of the Void seemed to be his outer garment.
Then, Fang Yun's clothes fell apart one after another, because a layer of white jade armor appeared between his clothes and his skin.
"This is …"
Sacred Ancestor Lang Yi was extremely shocked. He had never thought that Fang Yun would have imperial jade armor on him.
Unlike the imperial jade armor, Fang Yun's jade armor had human characters appearing on the surface of every piece of armor. They fused with the power of the jade armor, forming a power that far surpassed the imperial jade armor.
Deep inside the jade armor, in the literary world, one could vaguely see the scriptures of the saints of the human race flying like wild geese. Fang Yun's famous poems were also flying in the air, turning into dense characters that condensed into a strange power.
Every word exuded a faint Zuway.
Zu Wen.
Lang Chi's body twitched heavily.
Ancestral runes only existed in legends. Regardless of whether it was the Monarch Clan, Dragons, Ancient Demons, or Demons and Barbarians, none of them had ever condensed Ancestral runes.
Only in some strange ruins did the Sacred Ancestors discover some powerful characters.
Every word was like an ancestor's, every sentence was majestic.
Thus, it was named Zu We.
The ancestors spent a lot of energy studying the ancestral text. In the end, they came to the conclusion that it was not the text of the myriad worlds. It must have been from another world. Only when the civilization of a race reached a very high level could it condense the ancestral text.
Lang Yi's heart was filled with shock and frustration. He couldn't believe that the Human Race, which had only existed for a mere several thousand years, could actually condense a power similar to Zu We's.
But in addition to his shock, he also felt lucky because the power of the ancestral text didn't come from the characters themselves, but from Fang Yun. It couldn't even be considered a prototype of the ancestral text.
Only when the characters themselves formed the Zuway could it be called an ancestral text.
However, Fang Yun could actually make the human characters add the Zuway. As long as there was enough time, he would definitely be able to create an ancestral text.
This was not the prototype of the ancestral text, but it pointed in the direction of the ancestral text.
"He must die! However, my strength is exhausted and I need some time to recover. I have to delay for a while! "
Countless thoughts flashed through Lang Yi's mind in an instant. Then, he said with a smile, "I am Lang Yi, I wonder …"
The response to Lang Yi's question was not Fang Yun's words.
It was the starlight that filled the sky.
Fang Yun held the Emperor Tree in his hand and swung it heavily at Lang Yi.
The world was dark, and thousands of treasures were flowing with light.
It was as if the stars in the entire universe had turned into a meteor shower, smashing toward Lang Yi.
At this moment, there was a flash of regret and deep fear in Lang Yi's eyes.
He didn't expect Fang Yun to be so straightforward and decisive. He didn't say a word and directly attacked. Such a person was definitely a great enemy of the Demon Realm!
If he didn't kill this person, the Demon Realm would be in danger!
At this moment, Lang Yi's mind flashed through ten thousand years of experience in the Twilight Fortress.
His fighting spirit was like the scorching sun!
"Don't underestimate me!" Lang Yi's eyes were blood-red, and his wolf teeth were protruding. His face became fierce and ferocious.
Lang Yi opened his mouth, and the terrifying ancestral power in front of him condensed into a blood-red light ball, and then erupted forward.
Thousands of worlds were like the moon, and the silver wolf howled.
More than half of the power of the Thousand Treasures Meteor was absorbed by the light of the moon and counterattacked. It broke through the attack of the Emperor Tree and rose up like a million waterfalls, making a loud sound that broke through the void and drowned Fang Yun.
Lang Yi suddenly narrowed his eyes.
In his Saint Will, his ancestral skill, the light of the moon, did indeed hit Fang Yun, but 99% of the power was dissipated by the Wall of Myriad Tao, the Pool of Life, and the sound of the treasures.
Logically speaking, even if only 10% of the power fell on Fang Yun, it would be able to severely injure Fang Yun.
After all, the Sacred Body of the human race was extremely fragile.
Until Lang Yi saw the void around Fang Yun flash away.
Such a powerful force was completely absorbed by the self-created world and kept rotating around it, and soon dissipated.
Fang Yun was unharmed.
"Enemy of All Beings, Exile of Ten Thousand Worlds!"
As Fang Yun said, the Divine Crown appeared on his head, and the Divine Codex in front of him churned, and the shackles of the Divine Path directly fell and trapped Lang Yi.
A mocking look flashed across Lang Yi's face. Fang Yun's power was very strange. His level was very high, but his power was too little.
No matter how strong he was, in Lang Yi's eyes, he was only a peak Great Saint, just a slightly stronger peak Great Saint.
Many similar things had happened in history. A severely injured Divine Ancestor would not be able to move, and even a Great Saint would not be able to kill him. There had even been a Great Saint who spent ten thousand years to kill a severely injured Divine Ancestor who was in a deep sleep. In the end, after ten thousand years, the sleeping Divine Ancestor recovered from his injuries, opened his eyes, yawned, and killed the Great Saint, and then left as if nothing had happened.
The difference between a Great Saint and a Divine Ancestor was like the difference between a mortal and a Half-saint.
No matter how strong a mortal was, they could not hurt a single hair on a Half-saint.
Therefore, Lang Yi did not care about Fang Yun's attack at all, and continued to accumulate power for the next attack.
Although he was suppressed by the core of the Ancient World, he was not anxious. He believed that Fang Yun could only lightly injure him at most.
The entire Subjugation Hall appeared!
Tens of thousands of Half-saint sinful turtle prison carriages mixed with several Great Saint sinful turtle prison carriages surged out like a swarm of spiders. They seemed to possess the Void Saint Dao, and they instantly teleported in all directions. Then, from all directions, they spat out chains of sinful turtles, like a dense spiderweb that instantly surrounded Lang Yi.
However, they only surrounded one-fifth of Lang Yi's body, only his tail, buttocks, legs, and part of his back.
Everything was too sudden. Lang Yi had never seen this kind of power before. He had only heard of it from the Great Saint Barbarian who had just entered, but he had never seen the power of a Divine Ancestor.
After all, the strongest Legalist scholar was only a Half-saint, so he did not take it to heart.
In the next moment, one Half-saint after another appeared behind Fang Yun.
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