Saint Origin World was filled with joy.
It wasn't because of the large number of scholars, scholars, and scholars, nor was it because the Demon Realm was gone. It was because of the rumors that Fang Yun had been bestowed the title of Ancestor.
Inverted Peak Mountain.
Dense Kunlun Origin Qi poured down from Inverted Peak Mountain like a waterfall and disappeared halfway up the mountain. In fact, it was evenly distributed throughout Saint Origin World by the power of Notre-Dame.
In front of the Hall of Saints.
Half-saint's avatar and the purple-robed scholar stood outside the door, quietly looking at the main hall.
In the main hall, Kong Sheng's statue was the largest and occupied the highest position. It was also called the Sage Stage.
Fang Yun's statue was supposed to be at the head of the second row, but now, Fang Yun's statue was on the Sage Stage.
The Notre-Dame's scholar who first saw this scene fainted in shock. After reporting to the higher-ups, the most important scholars of the human race gathered together.
Therefore, this rare large-scale meeting of the human race was held in front of the Hall of Saints.
The Sages couldn't do anything. This was the first time the human race had encountered something like this.
After a long discussion, the Sages finally confirmed that Fang Yun was indeed bestowed the title of Ancestor.
The phenomenon he saw earlier was Fang Yun's Progenitor Bestowment Phenomenon.
From now on, Fang Yun was the true Sage of the human race.
Ever since the death of the Notre-Dame, the human race stopped talking about Fang Yun. However, most people still found it hard to believe that Fang Yun was bestowed the title of Ancestor in such a short time.
Not only the ordinary scholars, but even the Half-saint were a little flustered. They had never encountered such a thing before!
Therefore, the Sages held a meeting in the Dongsheng Pavilion while their avatars and scholars held another meeting in front of the Hall of Saints.
"How many years has it been since Saint Fang became a Second Sage? How can he become a Sage so quickly? I think we need to think about it at length. " The one who spoke was Kang Ha-chuan. He wasn't afraid of Fang Yun being bestowed the title of Ancestor, but he was afraid that Fang Yun wouldn't be bestowed the title of Ancestor.
Almost everyone in Jingguo had the same reaction as Kang Ha-chuan.
In the past, the Jingguo people used all sorts of methods to flatter Fang Yun. But now, the Jingguo people seemed to have cut ties with Fang Yun. They kept persuading the Sages and Confucians to be careful, which made the Sages even more embarrassed.
There was one exception.
"I say, you guys are always worrying about trivial matters. The Temple of All Saints has Confucius Saint's will, and if Fang Sheng doesn't become a Saint, Confucius Saint's statue will definitely kick him away. What is there to worry about? Besides, if Fang Sheng didn't become an ancestor, why would he swallow the entire Demon Realm? "
Li Wenying smiled wryly, "Regarding today's matter, if Fang Sheng doesn't explain it personally, we won't be able to contact the other Saints. In my heart, I always feel uncertain. "
All the scholars looked at Li Wenying with eyes full of understanding. Only Fang Yun could make the world-renowned Li Wenying hesitate.
Zhang Po Yue said impatiently, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and prepare a statue for Fang Sheng. I remember that Fang Sheng gave us a lot of divine materials, right? Use divine materials to carve it, it must be more imposing than Confucius Saint. We can't let our Jingguo's prestige fall! "
Everyone rolled their eyes. What do you mean by more imposing than Confucius Saint? Is this something a human would say?
"Behave yourself." Kang Ha-chuan said helplessly.
"From now on, Fang Sheng is the true ruler of the Jingguo Empire. No one will object now, right?" Zhang Po Yue said.
Everyone rolled their eyes again. Who would still dare to go against the Zong Clan's luck now? Up until now, no one from the Zong Clan dared to say anything. Be it good words, bad words, or strange words, none of them were spoken. They were all afraid of being misunderstood.
"It's good that no one objects! I say, Temple of Works, you guys eat and drink from Fang Sheng, why aren't you saying anything now? What are you guys waiting for? Hurry up and make a statue of Fang Sheng. Even if it's not used today, it will be used in a few years. He will definitely become a Saint. " Zhang Po Yue shouted, turning the Notre-Dame Temple into a wet market. Fortunately, everyone knew his personality. If they didn't, they would definitely beat him up and throw him out.
A Temple of Works elder said unhappily, "The statue of the Saint needs to be carved by Half-saint himself. How would we dare to overstep our boundaries?"
"That's true …" Zhang Po Yue looked at Wang Jinglong's incarnation and said, "Mister Jinglong, I think it's better if you do it. You have obtained a great treasure from the Zhenyu Evil Dragon, you can't make a fortune in silence."
Wang Jinglong's eyes drooped, and his right leg trembled. He almost ran over and kicked Zhang Po Yue away.
Many scholars looked up at the sky. This mouth of Zhang Po Yue was too annoying.
Previously, when Wang Jinglong was sent flying by the Zhenyu Evil Dragon, it was the greatest humiliation of his life. No one dared to mention it. Zhang Po Yue felt that Wang Jinglong had obtained a great treasure. Although Wang Jinglong did obtain a great treasure, the problem was that he had lost his face.
Wang Jinglong took a deep breath and said, "Bensei has already contacted the Eastern Sea Old Dragon Sage. If nothing goes wrong, there will be a reply soon … Hmm, it's here."
Suddenly, a sea eye appeared above the Notre-Dame, and then a Void Pearl fell from it.
Under everyone's gaze, Wang Jinglong received the Void Pearl.
Wang Jinglong's incarnation injected a trace of holy will into the Void Pearl. After a moment of shock, the incarnation exploded.
The explosion of a Half-saint's incarnation was equivalent to a holy battle poem. Everyone felt that death was approaching and panicked. However, a moment later, a divine light descended from the sky. The power of the Notre-Dame trapped Wang Jinglong's incarnation, and the aftershock did not affect anyone else.
After a few breaths, a new Wang Jinglong appeared.
This new Wang Jinglong looked like an ordinary old man. He was skinny and a little tanned. However, the higher the cultivation level, the more nervous they were. Those scholars were trembling.
On the other hand, those with lower cultivation levels did not feel anything when they looked at Wang Jinglong.
"Saint Descent …"
Many scholars could vaguely see it. Kang Ha-chuan immediately gave Zhang Po Yue a look. Zhang Po Yue was about to speak, but he closed his mouth and sighed helplessly.
Wang Jinglong received the Void Pearl again. A trace of helplessness appeared on his face. He said, "In this item, there are records of the Dragons Great Sage. Although it has been weakened, there is still the figure of the Divine Ancestor. Even if it is just an illusion, it is still filled with supreme power. Therefore, the Old Man can only borrow the power of the Notre-Dame to announce it to the public so that no one will be injured. However, this is the first time the Old Man has done this. Everyone … "
Wang Jinglong swept his gaze across everyone and continued, "Be mentally prepared."
The scholars nodded vigorously.
Wang Jinglong exerted a little force with his right hand. The Void Pearl shone brightly and projected a three-dimensional image into the sky.
It was the scene of Fang Yun killing the Kunlun Saints outside the Royal Mountain. At that time, Fang Yun was only a quasi-saint.
The scholars looked at it seriously and thought that it was nothing. He was just a quasi-saint.
The corners of Wang Jinglong's mouth curled up slightly.
Suddenly, the image turned pitch-black. Before anyone could react, huge black shadows appeared on the image. The light distorted and the world changed.
What was even more terrifying was that in the sky above those huge black shadows, there were many species phenomena.
They were clearly just shadows in their memories, and they were shadows that had been turned illusory many times. However, they still emitted the power of dominating the world and controlling the world.
It was as if they were the heavens!
Under the heavens, everyone was an ant.
In the eyes of the scholars, the confrontation between the Zuway in the image was simply the collision of the heavens and the collapse of the world!
All the scholars felt that they were in the battlefield of the ancestors.
The scholars' bodies sank. They were all pressed to the ground by the powerful pressure. It was as if their bodies had lost control.
"My legs … can't move …" Zhang Po Yue complained softly.
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