Saint Defier sensed Fang Yun's attitude and let out a long sigh. The reverse monument behind him flew out with a bang and turned into a broken stone monument that flew in front of Fang Yun.
Fang Yun did not move. He swept his gaze over it and instantly understood the secrets contained within the reverse monument. He also understood the grudges between the Coffin Bearers and the other races.
Sacred Burial Valley was formed by the power of the Ancient Spring of Yellow Springs. Most of the Sacred Burial Valley came from the ten thousand worlds, but some races like Saint Defier and the Coffin Bearers actually came from the Ancient Spring of Yellow Springs, which was equivalent to coming from another world.
"Thank you." Once Fang Yun finished speaking, the reverse monument flew back and landed on Saint Defier's body.
Lang Yi took a step forward and went past the Saints in front of him to reach Royal Mountain and the Emperor's court.
The Progenitors were like chickens that had run into a wolf. They scattered and retreated while looking at Fang Yun warily.
Fang Yun smiled faintly. He stood on Lang Yi and looked at the Galactic Gate that led to the human race.
Rays of bright orange Sacred Ancestor's talent aura surged out of Fang Yun's body like dancing ropes. They entered the Galactic Gate and interweaved into a strange Sacred Path structure before they disappeared into the void.
The Progenitors' originally wary gazes were now filled with shock and a hint of curiosity.
All of them stared at the brand new sacred power that flowed out of Fang Yun's body.
The sacred power of the Sacred Ancestors was still a type of sacred power, but it was especially powerful.
However, Fang Yun's sacred power was completely different from the Sacred Ancestors' in terms of appearance and structure.
The sacred power of a normal Sacred Ancestor was golden, but Fang Yun's sacred power was bright orange. It was also in the form of threads, and they were formed by orange words.
Fang Yun's sacred power was completely formed by orange words.
Fang Yun's sacred power was also filled with a strange contradiction.
When the Progenitors saw the sacred power, they instinctively resisted it. They felt that it was a form of power that was far stronger than theirs. But then, the sacred power formed a fatal attraction to them. It was as if as long as they obeyed the sacred power, they could have everything.
The ancestors had a feeling that the power of these words was comparable to ordinary Sacred Ancestor power, but because Fang Yun's Omniscient Force was too strong, the power of these words surpassed all other saint powers.
Although every race had their own talents and techniques that could enhance their Saint Energy, it was still unprecedented for a Saint Ancestor to be pressured by Saint Energy alone.
Suddenly, the Master of Withered Mountain shouted, "All Saints under the Supreme Saint Realm, stay away. Never look at Fang Zu's holy power …"
However, it was too late.
All the races of Kunlun near the Royal Mountain, as long as they were below the Great Saint level, regardless of whether they were ordinary living beings or Half-saint, suddenly had countless orange words flowing from top to bottom like a waterfall of words.
Then, a scene that even the Sacred Ancestor found hard to believe occurred.
A Half-saint of the Giant God Race shook his head and said, "Ancestor Fang's words are indeed profound. The Kunlun Race is a barbarian outside of civilization. Only by receiving Ancestor Fang's teachings can they break away from their barbarian identity. From today onwards, I will worship Fang Zu as my ancestor. Since he did not dare to take the surname Fang, nor did he dare to randomly add the surname Fang, then he would just drop it a little and change it to Wan. From now on, there will only be the Human Race's Wan Shen arc, and no Giant God Race's Shen arc. "
"That's right, that's right. Today, we will worship Ancestor Fang."
"Sigh, only today do I know how exquisite Ancestor Fang's poetry is. Previously, he was like a fool. Such a good poem, but he did not cherish it!"
"When can I learn battle poetry? Sigh! Sigh! Sigh! "
"Sleeping in spring, I hear birds crying everywhere. The sound of wind and rain at night, I know how many flowers fall. Such simple words, but they are like pictures spread out in front of me. How wonderful is this? As a member of the Kunlun Race, what's the use if you don't know poetry? Forget it, forget it, I'll defect to the Human Race. "
The various races actually split into two groups. One group flew to the camp south of the Royal Mountain, and the other group moved closer to Fang Yun of the Emperor Royal Court.
Anyone who saw Fang Yun's holy power and below the Great Saint Realm betrayed Kunlun without exception.
The Ancestors and Saints were dumbfounded. If they encountered betrayals during normal times, they would not hesitate to kill the traitor, but now, they did not know what to do at all.
They were fine just now, why did they suddenly go crazy?
"Ancestor Fang, you broke the rules!" The Third Ancestor of the Giant God Realm said in exasperation.
Although the First Ancestor of the Giant God Realm sided with Fang Yun, the Second Ancestor and the Third Ancestor did not side with him to avoid standing on the wrong side. However, the Divine Ancestor agreed not to make a move, but Fang Yun did. The Third Ancestor of the Giant God Realm could not bear it anymore.
"Ancestor Fang, please stop!" The Withered Mountain Lord could not sit still. His huge mountain body slowly expanded, and soon, it was a million feet tall. He stood in the void and covered the world.
In the sky, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and a storm raged.
The Divine Ancestors' emotions fluctuated.
However, Fang Yun completely ignored the Ancestors and continued to release holy power to strengthen the Starfield Gate, to prevent problems from happening after he left.
The Kunlun Ancestors were getting more and more agitated. The Hell Suppressing Evil Dragon suddenly laughed and said, "Are you stupid? Don't you think about what Saint Path my brother cultivates? "
The Ancestors frowned. They really did not care about what Fang Yun cultivated. They had only met twice, and it was a battle.
The Green Ancestor sighed and said, "Ancestor Fang cultivates the Great Path of Enlightenment. He has been restraining his power. Otherwise, when he speaks, everyone will follow him. Everywhere he goes, everyone will be his disciple, except for the Divine Ancestor. However, his holy power is too strong. Even if he deliberately suppresses it, everyone who sees his holy power will be enlightened. So, he did not take the initiative to make a move. "
The Ancestors were shocked. They had heard of the Great Path of Enlightenment, but they did not expect it to be like this when cultivated to the extreme.
The Ancestors had no choice but to order all the clans to close their eyes and turn away when they see Fang Yun, and never look at Fang Yun directly.
As for those who had been enlightened, the Ancestors could not kill them and let them go.
Fang Yun stood in front of the Starfield Gate, his body motionless, but the Saint Force that he released grew more and more. Finally, it formed a torrent of Saint Force, gushing towards the Starfield Gate, intertwining with the Starfield Gate to form a more complete Void Grand Formation.
Soon, the Ancestors were fascinated by Fang Yun's Great Path of Void. They forgot about everything else and focused on learning.
After a full day, Fang Yun's forehead was sweating.
At this time, Fang Yun stopped and ate some divine herbs.
The area around the Starfield Gate trembled slightly before returning to normal, as if nothing had happened.
However, the ancestors and saints avoided it like the plague because they could sense a terrifying beast that could devour myriad realms hidden in the void.
Soon, the Ancestors realized the true purpose of the void formation and their faces changed.
"This Fang Yun is too ruthless …" The Withered Mountain Lord gritted his teeth and said.
"I … If it weren't for the fact that my cultivation is lower than his, I would have killed him long ago! This void formation not only protects the Starfield Gate, but also binds Saint Origin World to the Kunlun Tribe. Once Saint Origin World is destroyed, this void formation will immediately explode and destroy the Royal Mountain and Kunlun Tribe! "
"The key is that this void formation is too strong. We can't break it."
"If we can endure this, what else can't we endure? We can't let him do this! "
"But that is the entrance of the Monarch Clan. He has the right to do so."
"Sigh …"
The ancestors watched helplessly as Fang Yun swaggered out of the Royal Mountain and returned to the camp.
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