"The person who asked for the Ancestral Dragon True Blood that day should be the West Sea Dragon Sage, right?" Fang Yun recalled the person who had his back facing him at the door that day. He still remembered the dragon-shaped shadow after that person left. — {2} {3} {w} {x}]
"Other than him, which other Dragon Sage would shamelessly ask for something from a Grand Scholar? By the way, he didn't make things difficult for you that day, right? "Ao Huang asked.
"He almost shattered my literary palace." Fang Yun's tone turned cold.
"Don't worry. When I'm stronger than him, I'll go to his West Sea Dragon Palace and wreak havoc. I'll take revenge!" Ao Huang was very loyal.
"Thank you so much for these past few days!" Fang Yun dao.
"It's nothing. You've helped me so much. These small things are nothing," Ao Huang said with a smile. The dragon head was still resting on Fang Yun's shoulder.
Fang Yun turned to look at his bedroom. Yang Yuhuan's busy figure was reflected in the window.
"I'm going to study first to prepare for tomorrow's examination. You should rest early too."
"I'm not tired, but I've been busy the whole day. I'll go cultivate now." Ao Huang shook his body and scurried into the guest room.
Fang Yun looked at Yang Yuhuan again, turned around, and returned to the study. On the way, he picked up the slowly crawling ink tortoise.
There was still half a policy paper left to write. Fang Yun continued writing. When he was about to finish, Yang Yuhuan walked in with a bowl of glutinous rice balls.
"Little Yun, have some supper first." Yang Yuhuan carefully handed over the bowl and spoon.
Fang Yun stood up and took it. He smiled and said, "Thank you, Sister Yuhuan."
Yang Yuhuan blushed. She turned around and left. When she reached the door, she suddenly stopped. With her back facing Fang Yun, she asked, "Little Yun, what time are you going to rest tonight?"
Fang Yun thought for a moment. He usually slept around four in the morning. He had to participate in tomorrow's examination, so he should sleep early. One in the morning would be best. Hence, he said, "I'll sleep after midnight."
"Yes. Then study hard. "Yang Yuhuan's breathing became rapid. She closed the door and left.
After Fang Yun finished eating the glutinous rice balls, he put the bowl aside and rested while thinking.
"I've already obtained the right to enter the second layer of the Celestial Tree, so I'll take advantage of tonight to enter. The first level was very special. Until now, he still didn't know what the Milky Way was. The ancient records of the human race didn't mention it either. However, the second level was different. It was a world of pure slaughter. Since I'm going to be punished by the Moon Tree God, I might as well go in and kill to my heart's content! "
Fang Yun made a decision in his heart.
Entering the first layer of the Celestial Trees was done with one's real body. However, things were different after that. One could only enter with their Divine Sense, which was similar to Divine Sense entering the Palace of Literature. After entering, the Celestial Tree would reconstruct the body. If one was killed in the Celestial Tree, they would not truly die, but their spiritual sense would be damaged. If the Celestial Tree body collapsed, they would need two new Celestial Leaves to enter.
"The Celestial Tree is formed from an ancient treasure. Legend has it that the top floor contained unimaginable power, and was the place where all the saints sought after. If one could reach there before becoming a saint, they would obtain great benefits. It's said that no human has ever reached there before becoming a saint. There were demon-barbarians, but the last one was a tiger demon from tens of thousands of years ago. It's said that he became the Ancestor Emperor. "
Fang Yun couldn't help but sigh. Fortunately, most of the demi-human race's Ancestor Emperors and Great Sages had left the demi-human world. Otherwise, the Human race might have been exterminated. Back then, only Kong Sheng's intervention had forced a small number of Great Sages to return. If not for the fact that the Demi-Human Sages had discovered that Kong Sheng's injuries were too severe to heal, they would have summoned more Great Sages. Perhaps even more Great Sages and Ancestor Emperors would have been summoned to destroy the Human race instead of signing a thousand-year truce treaty.
"I'll enter the second level and kill to my heart's content!" With this thought, Fang Yun sat down on the chair and closed his eyes. His mind entered the Palace of Literature and arrived in front of the Celestial Tree sapling.
The Celestial Tree sapling seemed to know why Fang Yun had come. It emitted countless strands of pure white light that instantly wrapped around Fang Yun's spiritual sense and dragged it between the three leaves.
"Ah …" Fang Yun felt like his body was being torn to pieces by some immense strength. With a scream, he vanished into the Celestial Tree sapling.
The Celestial Tree sapling emitted a faint light that maintained the vitality of Fang Yun's body.
The Inkstone Turtle immediately poked its head out and gazed at Fang Yun's body. After a few moments of thought, it revealed a sinister smile and began to run away.
After countless trials and tribulations, the Inkstone Turtle finally reached the door. The Nunu Divine Weapon descended from the heavens and sent it back.
Hiss …
Fang Yun endured the pain and slowly opened his eyes. His face contorted and he almost cursed out at the Celestial Tree.
This was neither land nor water, but a leaf, but this leaf was at least ten li long.
Massive leaves like this could be seen everywhere. Some were yellow, some were emerald green. The smallest was four or five li long, while the largest was twenty to thirty li long. These leaves were all growing on thick branches. There was no sky or land here. The entire world was like a large tree.
This environment was not the reason Fang Yun's face contorted. The reason was that there were more than one hundred Demonic Commanders standing in front of him!
The Tiger race, the Lion race, the Wolf race, the Elephant race, the Rat race, the Barbarian Wolf race, the Barbarian Wolf race, the Barbarian Ox race, and several dozen other races. These Demonic Commanders were all powerful, and they were all Demonic Barbarians of the Sacred Race.
Each one of them was the descendant of a Demonic Barbarian Saint!
In this place, the Qi of the Divine Race bloodline on these Demonic Barbarians was exceptionally clear.
There was even a Holy Son, an elephant Demonic Commander, whose blood and Qi burned like flames. He was just a little bit away from transforming his blood and Qi into Fiendish Qi and obtaining a portion of the power of a Demonic Marquis.
Fang Yun's heart trembled as he quickly and carefully examined each Demonic Barbarian. Let alone Holy Son Demonic Barbarian, he did not even fear the son of a Great Saint. But if he encountered a 'Son of the Celestial Tree' on the Demonic Barbarian side, he would not be able to run. He would only be able to fight to the death, and he would even have to activate the Jade Blood Loyal Heart at the first opportunity.
If one said that the poetic freaks of the Human race represented the apex of power, then the Son of the Celestial Tree was an existence that surpassed poetic freaks. They could no longer be measured by the apex of power.
The so-called Son of the Celestial Tree was a Demonic Barbarian or Human that had always remained in the Celestial Tree. Even if they died, they would immediately return to the Celestial Tree.
These Son of the Celestial Tree spent their days and nights in the Celestial Tree. Not only did they frequently engage in battle, they also became more and more compatible with the power of the Celestial Tree and obtained the power bestowed upon them. This power would be greatly weakened if it left the Celestial Tree, but as long as it remained within the Celestial Tree, it would be incomparably terrifying.
Fang Yun knew that more than half of the Holy Clans had Son of the Celestial Tree. Generally speaking, these Son of the Celestial Tree would leave the Celestial Tree after becoming a Great Scholar or Great Scholar, and upon returning to the Saint Origin World, all of them would become renowned figures.
The chances of these Son of the Celestial Tree becoming a Saint were minuscule, but their courage was firm and their literary prowess was unparalleled. Of the top thirty Great Scholars on the Demon World's Great Scholar Hunting List, ten of them were Son of the Celestial Tree.
In the case of the Kong clan, there were currently four Son of the Celestial Tree that had been revealed. If the Ten Frigid Ancient Land, Two Boundaries Mountain, or the Zhenyu Sea were in a state of emergency, these four Son of the Celestial Tree of the Kong clan were bound to come out together.
These four Son of the Celestial Tree had become famous in the Ten Frigid Ancient Land. With the assistance of the Kong clan's Half-saint Wen Bao, they had repelled a Demonic Half-saint, making their names known throughout the world.
Because a Son of the Celestial Tree had absorbed too much of the Celestial Tree's power, their eyes would emit a light green light and their auras would be abnormally extraordinary. There was no such person among the Demonic Barbarians, so Fang Yun breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hahaha … This unlucky human, from the looks of it, this should be his first time in the Celestial Tree. He was so scared that he forgot to run!"
"It's been a long time since I've met such a foolish human."
"Don't kill him. Think of a way to imprison him, and then kill him after we've humiliated him enough!"
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