As soon as this pill that was as bright as the sun appeared, the nearby Emperor clan Dragon clan members revealed strange expressions.
This was the Emperor race's famous "Heavenly Sun" ancestral medicine. Back then, it was relatively common in the Emperor race, but with the changes of the world, the Twilight Fortress had no choice but to use up the divine medicine after encountering numerous calamities.
The Twilight Fortress could only refine the lowest grade of ancestral medicine now because the divine materials needed for high-grade ancestral medicine had either been used up or had yet to mature.
The medicinal efficacy of this Heavenly Sun ancestral medicine far surpassed that of the Heavenly Sun ancestral medicine back then. It emitted the aura of a medicinal treasure.
Medicinal treasures could not only preserve ancestral medicines for millions of years without rotting, but also increase their medicinal efficacy.
On the surface, this Heavenly Sun ancestral medicine's medicinal efficacy was only three times that of an ordinary Heavenly Sun ancestral medicine, but it could cure injuries that ordinary ancestral medicines couldn't.
With just a light spin of the ancestral medicine, the medicinal fragrance it emitted could heal all the Saints. This was already a high-grade ancestral medicine, enough to help peak Sacred Ancestors heal a certain degree of injuries.
"You seem to be lacking ancestral medicines?"
The Saints and Ancestors nodded vigorously.
Fang Yun waved his hand, and tens of thousands of great Saint divine medicines flew to the Saints and Ancestors. At the same time, over a hundred ancestral medicines flew to the Sacred Ancestors present.
"In order to prevent any accidents, these will be distributed temporarily. When the battle is over, we'll distribute them separately."
The Saints and Ancestors of the Twilight Fortress had tears in their eyes. These were all life-saving items. If a Sacred Ancestor could consume such a Heavenly Sun ancestral medicine when he was seriously injured, not only could he recover from his injuries, but he could even kill the enemy instead of being killed.
Fang Yun was about to lead the Ancestors to the battlefield when King Wen said, "Teacher, our injuries have healed. We can lend you a hand."
The Saints and Ancestors behind Fang Yun were stunned for a moment before smiling. Although they didn't mean to mock him, they felt that it was somewhat absurd.
They looked at the Human Race Saints. There were only seven quasi-saints and less than a hundred Half-saints. With such strength, any ordinary Sacred Ancestor could sweep through them.
But strangely, the Saints of the Twilight Fortress had no reaction to King Wen's words, as if he could really do what he said.
Fang Yun hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "With you guys around, I'm more confident."
The saints and ancestors who came with Fang Yun were confused. As a peak Sacred Ancestor, once Fang Yun made a move, not to mention these people, even a hundred quasi-saints would be insignificant. If they were to fight against Paragons, let alone Secondary Saints, even if there were 100 Sacred Ancestors below the pinnacle, or even 1,000 of them, they wouldn't be able to affect the battle at all.
However, Fang Yun and the human Saints seemed to be completely unaware of this.
After Fang Yun finished speaking, he took out the main body of Book Hill.
It was a very ordinary mountain with very ordinary trees growing on it. There was a very ordinary staircase that led to the top of the mountain and connected to the very ordinary altar.
Pride flashed across the faces of the Human Race Saints the moment they saw the Book Hill.
"Follow me!"
Fang Yun said and threw the Book Hill behind him. A void gate appeared in front of him, and he stepped in.
At the same time, the Human Race Saints turned into streams of light and landed on the top of the Book Hill, following Fang Yun into the void gate.
The Zhenyu Evil Dragon and the Dragon-Devouring Vine also entered. Some Great Saints wanted to enter, but they were stopped by Di Mo who rolled his eyes.
"That is the Outer World Battlefield, and only Sacred Ancestors can enter. All Great Saints can only stay here to maintain the array." Di Mo said.
An evil creature Great Saint was unconvinced. "Even Half-saint of the Human Race can enter the battlefield, why can't we?"
Di Mo said helplessly, "If you can kill a peak Sacred Ancestor, I will let you go."
"What? They can kill a peak Sacred Ancestor? "
Di Yu smiled. "Under the leadership of Kong Sheng, the Human Race Saints formed the most mystical vision of the myriad worlds. Back then, they fought a peak Gold Ancestor and finally killed him. Which of your races can do it? "
"How is that possible? No matter how strong they are, their combined strength should be limited."
"The Human Race is an exception. The Saint Paths of the Human Race Saints can be merged continuously because each of them has learned the Saint Paths of others, and they can exert incredible power in battle." Di Yu said.
The Great Saints still didn't believe it.
Di Mo took out a mirror and threw it into the sky. "This is the Ancestral Mirror that we use to observe the battlefield. You will know when you see it."
The Great Saints hurriedly looked up at the Ancestral Mirror that was beginning to expand. Soon, the Ancestral Mirror became as big as the sky. Then, the entire front became a three-dimensional screen, and the details of the battlefield were displayed before the Great Saints and Ancestors.
It was as if they were watching the battlefield.
They saw Fang Yun holding the Emperor God Tree, standing on the battlefield like a powerless ordinary person, like an inconspicuous speck of dust on the battlefield.
On his left and right, there were two giant shadows.
The Dragon-Slaying Platform was above the Zhenyu Evil Dragon's head, and the Taiyuan Gate was above the Dragon-Devouring Vine's head.
Behind Fang Yun, the Book Hill was floating, and the Hundred Saints stood on the top of the hill.
Behind Fang Yun, there were 16 Divine Ancestors who came with him.
The 16 Divine Ancestors were both excited and worried, but the fighting spirit in their eyes burned fiercely.
Fang Yun raised his head and looked ahead.
This was the edge of the battlefield, but even so, there were thousands of Divine Ancestors fighting in front of him.
There were hundreds of Emperors and Dragons, and thousands of Metal Ancestors.
The "Metal" in the ancient Metal Clan and Metal Ancestors meant metal, and these Metal Ancestors were all shining with golden light, as if their bodies were made of gold. They were also called Metal Ancestors.
Although these Metal Ancestors were Divine Ancestors, and their eyes flashed with the light of spirituality, they didn't have the slightest breath of life. They were like clones or puppets.
Most of them were humanoid, but they either had a few more heads, arms, legs, or bodies.
Other than that, they were no different from ordinary Divine Ancestors. They were also good at using battle skills and close combat. They had rich combat experience, and their methods were marvelous. When they were seriously injured, they would retreat, and when they encountered a life-or-death situation, they would die together.
This was the infinite chaotic vacuum.
The space and void here had been completely destroyed. Even the Saint Path couldn't repair it in a short time.
When the Saints who knew the human race saw this scene, they realized that it was no wonder that the human Saints could fight peak Divine Ancestors when they worked together. It was because the chaotic vacuum could infinitely refine their courage.
They realized that although breaking through to the Fifth Realm might require a great opportunity, Kong Sheng's Literary Gut had definitely reached the Fifth Realm. As for the other Saints, even if they were not at the Fifth Realm, they had already reached the peak of the Fourth Realm. As for those who were older, because their Literary Gut had been tempered for too long, some of their Literary Gut's characteristics were not weaker than ordinary Fifth Realm cultivators.
The fourth level of courage was immortal.
The fifth level of courage was immortal.
They looked at the human Mountain Saints. The human Saints were all calm and composed. They were only Half-saint or Supreme Saints, but they were more composed than many Divine Ancestors.
"Impressive!"
The other Saints were ashamed of their inferiority.
Lang Kun hadn't said anything since Luanmang Saint died. He quietly followed Fang Yun and looked at the Divine Ancestors.
When she saw this scene, she was indescribably excited.
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