The True Dragon was the most powerful life form in the world. No race could surpass the Dragons in all aspects. Even the bones of a dead Dragon Whelp possessed great power bestowed by the world.
The body of the Dragon Whelp's bones began to expand slowly!
Fang Yun observed quietly. He saw that the words formed by the Sword Couplet were beginning to crack. It was actually showing signs of collapsing.
However, the word scales trembled slightly. The words stood up in the order of the original poem. Every word that stood up made a sound.
"A saint as a divine weapon to end the world's misfortune …"
The voice was extremely loud. Every word shone brightly, illuminating the literature palace and forming an unprecedented power.
"Clang … Clang …"
A heavy sound like the hammer of heaven and earth striking the world rang out. It was as if a saint was forging a divine weapon to flatten the world and eliminate all evil.
The True Dragon Whelp's bones were suppressed by the great power and became smaller and smaller.
The True Dragon Whelp's bones were filled with panic and roared angrily.
Slowly, the True Dragon Whelp's bones began to melt and fuse with the word scales. Like a golden statue gradually melting under fire, it turned into a pale golden liquid.
Fang Yun heaved a long sigh of relief. At this moment, his spiritual body was standing in the literature palace. It was a translucent body, like a soul.
The moment all the True Dragon Whelp's bones melted, Fang Yun used his left hand's fingers as a knife and ruthlessly cut his right shoulder.
His right arm was silently severed.
Fang Yun's translucent body swayed like water ripples in the wind. Meanwhile, his body on the Dragon Platform trembled rapidly. Large amounts of sweat poured out. The clothes that had just been soaked were washed away by an invisible force.
In the literature palace, Fang Yun's face was sallow. He grabbed his right arm with his left hand and violently threw it to the library.
A part of his spiritual body entered the library and completely fused with the dragon bones.
A ball of liquid gold floated in the library. Not long after, an extremely small pale golden ancient sword appeared on top of the liquid gold.
The ancient sword and the liquid gold were closely connected. The liquid gold below seemed to have become the ancient sword's stomach, constantly supplying nourishment to the ancient sword.
The ancient sword was slowly growing larger, while the liquid gold was slowly decreasing.
Fang Yun knew that once the liquid gold was completely transformed into an ancient sword, it would be a battle of words!
Fang Yun calculated the speed and came to a tragic conclusion. His sharp tongue had so much talent, such strong literary courage, and such a bright starry sky illuminated the Palace of Literature. His speed of forming far surpassed everyone else's, but it still required three days to form!
Generally speaking, the Dragon Platform would only be open for seven days.
"I have to bear with it during the Sword Gestation period. I'm fine, but some people are pregnant for two years, which is even longer than being pregnant. Although I can't use the Battle of Words now, I can still use battle poems. I can also continue to think about opening poems and let the first sword have an invincible power! "
Fang Yun looked at his talent and was stunned.
His four streams of Talent Qi were originally two feet tall, but now they were all less than an inch tall. Each stream of Talent Qi was less than three centimeters tall, and when combined, it was no more than 1.2 centimeters. This was equivalent to a newly promoted Elementary Scholar.
And now, the growth of Talent Qi was only slightly faster than the consumption.
Fang Yun sighed helplessly. Although he knew that the unprecedented Dragon Sword Gestation would consume a large amount of Talent Qi, he didn't expect it to consume so much. This meant that if any Grand Scholar dared to use the Dragon Bone Gestation Sword, their Talent Qi would be exhausted too quickly, even if it was a Grand Scholar at the peak of ten centimeters.
At this moment, Fang Yun had to use as little Talent Qi as possible and use the best steel for the blade.
"It's okay. As long as I can form the Sword Gestation Sword, everything is worth it!" Fang Yun thought.
Fang Yun looked carefully at the Palace of Literature and found that other than the pitiful amount of Talent Qi, everything else was normal, so he left the Palace of Literature.
Fang Yun opened his eyes and saw the Fog Butterfly, which was pretending to be a rock, hurriedly fly up and fly in the sky.
Fang Yun immediately gazed into the distance. He saw two Dragon Daemon Commanders charging towards him from extremely far away.
Before entering the Dragon Platform, Fang Yun had received a lot of information about the Dragon Platform from the Education Palace.
The Dragon Platform was made up of many floating continents. Some were big and some were small, and there were many shapes. However, many of the floating continents were very close to each other. Even if the old demons couldn't fly, they could jump and climb to another floating continent.
Before Fang Yun landed, he had carefully observed this floating continent. It was a hundred miles in diameter and could be seen from the sky. There were no Dragon Demons, but now there were two Dragon Demons. It was very likely that they had jumped down from it.
Fang Yun raised his head and looked at the floating continent several dozen kilometers away.
If he was still a High Scholar, Fang Yun would have turned and left. However, Fang Yun was now a Grand Scholar. Even if he didn't have the Sword Gestation Sword, he couldn't die at the hands of two Dragon Demon Commanders, not to mention the Dragon Qi cloud. Unless these two Dragon Demon Commanders had some mysterious power.
Fang Yun held the Dragon Platform in his hand and gently clenched it. The Dragon Platform exploded with a bang and turned into a cloud of Dragon Qi that flew to Fang Yun's feet.
Fang Yun kept everything around him into the River Drinking Shell and then stepped onto the Dragon Qi cloud.
Facing two ordinary Dragon Demon Commanders, Fang Yun had absolute confidence. After all, they were at the same level and Fang Yun was someone who had experienced life and death in the Holy Ground. Fang Yun was not careless. Even if he had a 100% chance of winning, he had to stand on the Dragon Qi cloud and leave as soon as something unexpected happened.
Fang Yun carefully observed the Dragon Demon Commanders.
The two Dragon Demon Commanders had similar appearances. They were in a humanoid form and were three meters tall. Their bodies were covered in greenish-black scales, including their faces. Therefore, the Dragon Demon Commanders' appearances were especially terrifying.
Not only did the Dragon Demon Commanders have dragon-like scales, but their claws were also sharp and hard. The pitch-black claws could easily cut through hard granite.
The two Dragon Demon Commanders also had tails. At first glance, they looked like lizard barbarians.
Fang Yun carefully observed and realized that other than the scales on the two Dragon Demon Commanders' faces, there was a faint dragon pattern. This meant that the two Dragon Demon Commanders' strength was average.
Fang Yun pondered in his heart and quickly decided to use these two Dragon Demon Commanders to test the power of his battle poem. If something unexpected happened in the future, he could rely on the actual power of his battle poem to save his life or fight.
Fang Yun put down the board in front of his chest and calculated the time to start writing.
Vigorous Writing could only speed up the battle poem, but it could not increase the power of the battle poem. However, using Vigorous Writing would exhaust his talent. Now that there was enough time, Fang Yun could slowly write the battle poem.
Fang Yun wrote "Arrow in the Stone". After this battle poem had a poetic soul, its power was equivalent to that of a High Scholar battle poem. The key was that the distance was extremely far.
When the Dragon Demon Commander was two hundred meters away, the Arrow in the Stone was completed. A thick and long arrow shot towards the Dragon Demon Commander on the left.
The Dragon Demon Commander's intelligence was comparable to that of a demon barbarian. When the Dragon Demon Commander saw that it was just an ordinary arrow, it sneered and casually swung its claws to smash the arrow like it was swatting an insect.
"Pfff …"
The Arrow in the Stone easily pierced through the Dragon Demon Commander's palm.
"Ah …"
The Dragon Demon Commander's scream spread across the entire floating continent.
"Why is your battle poem so strong!?" The Dragon Demon Commander roared in the ancient demon language. After roaring, it looked down at its right palm. There was a large hole in it.
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