"This Mo Yao is overestimating himself. He talks about being mortal enemies. Look at Fang Xusheng, he is too lazy to pay any attention to him." Zeng Yue shook his head slightly.
When everyone looked over, Fang Yun was still the same as before, with his head down, and no one knew what he was doing.
"I thought Fang Xusheng had a problem, but now it seems that he is not in trouble and should be thinking about important matters."
After Meng Jingye finished speaking, all the university scholars shut up tacitly. Everyone knew what was the most important thing at this moment.
Lian Pingchao suddenly asked, "Important? Are you thinking about how to escape from the prison?"
"Traitor!" Yun Zhaochen was furious. This behavior was no different from selling one's luck.
The bear demon kings suddenly realized what was going on. Xiong Tu cursed, "You thief Fang Yun, not only are you trying to break free of your chains, you're also using the Holy Voice to interfere with us. You're unforgivable! When we break free of your chains, we'll tear you into pieces and chop you into pulp!"
Wei Huangan sneered and said, "Perhaps the ending is that Fang Xusheng will be freed in advance and kill you all!"
"Bullshit! You have no idea of our strength, and you don't know what preparations we bear demons have made over the years to return to the ancient demon state! When we break free from the chains, that will be the day of your death! Except for the three people who have severed their ties with Fang Yun, all of you will die!" Xiong Tu roared loudly.
Lian Pingchao sneered, "Don't be delusional. This is the Sin Palace. If Fang Yun was the Wenxing Longjue of ancient times, he might be able to escape, but he is not the real Wenxing Longjue. What's more, he is being punished constantly here. He is only a Hanlin, and will die early because he cannot bear the punishment. How many rounds of punishment can he survive in six hours?"
Meng Jingye said indifferently: "You may not know that Fang Xusheng is not only a Hanlin, but also a Tongsheng, Xiucai, Juren, Jinshi and Hanlin Five Saints! Ordinary Hanlin has five times of talent from heaven, but he has now been baptized by talent nine times, and has swallowed the dragon ball. He is also a Wenxing Longjue, and his body is far superior to that of a university scholar. Look at the wounds on his body, they have already healed, and compare them with our wounds."
People who arrived later and observed carefully discovered that the wounds of Grand Secretaries such as Meng Jingye had just barely stopped bleeding and had not formed scars, but the wounds on Fang Yun's body had completely formed scars.
Lian Pingchao was speechless, turned his head and stopped talking.
"We still have hope!" Yun Zhaochen said.
"As long as Fang Xusheng is here, we have hope!" Meng Jingye's eyes were gleaming with confidence.
"If he is really invincible, he wouldn't be trapped here!" Lian Pingchao said.
Meng Jingye sneered, "If you knew what happened in the Holy Ruins and the Comet Corridor, you wouldn't say that."
Wei Huangan asked curiously, "I know the Holy Ruins and the Comet Corridor. What happened inside?"
"Fang Xusheng is also the King of Stars."
"What!" Not only the Grand Secretary of the Xuemang Ancient Land screamed, but even the bear demon kings were terrified.
"Nonsense! It's impossible!" Lian Pingchao retorted loudly.
Wei Huangan muttered to himself: "Not only possible, but very likely! I was wondering why the Demon King wanted to kill him personally, it turns out it was because of the Star King!"
Yun Zhaochen asked, "Master Meng, can you tell me the details of what happened?"
Meng Jingye nodded and told Fang Yun about what happened in the Holy Ruins and the Comet Corridor, starting from the poem "Iron Horses and Ice Rivers Come into My Dreams" until Fang Yun finally won the title of Star King.
After saying that, Meng Jingye continued: "You know very little about Fang Xusheng. If you knew everything, you would understand. Xusheng is only temporary, and Half Saint is his future title!"
After hearing this, Wei Huangan felt lost and said, "It seems that I underestimated the heroes of the world. If I can get out of the Sin Palace, I must travel around Shengyuan Continent and meet scholars; I must go to the Holy Academy and discuss Taoism with them; I must participate in literary gatherings and listen to the legend of Fang Xusheng."
"This ancient land of blood mange is just a broken old well, and we are those old frogs." Yun Zhaochen sighed.
Lian Pingchao and Tang Jianqiu finally stopped talking because Wei Huangan and Yun Zhaochen had hit the nail on the head about what was on their minds.
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"Wait! Who comes first, Saint Fangxu or the Ancient Demon King?"
"Whether he lives or dies depends on Fang Xusheng."
Many university scholars looked at Fang Yun silently.
When six hours were up, flames appeared in the sky again, but the flame on the head of one of the bear demon kings was different. It contained a blade.
The flames descended, and everyone was once again burned by chains of flames of various colors.
After the flame containing the blade merged into the chain, the bear demon king suddenly screamed.
Everyone endured the pain and looked over there, only to see that the chains on the Bear Demon King's body had grown densely packed blades!
The sharp blade kept spinning, cutting the body of the Bear Demon King.
"Help! Help..."
The flesh on his head, chest, limbs, and all over his body was scraped off piece by piece. Soon, his body was shrouded in a blood mist, and people in the distance could no longer see what was happening inside.
All you could hear were continuous screams, which were even more miserable than the sound of pigs being slaughtered.
After a long time, the punishment ended and the blood mist around the bear demon king faded away.
More than 70% of the bear demon king's skin and flesh had been cut off!
Under normal circumstances, the Bear Demon King could fully recover in a few breaths, but now, his flesh and blood were just scars, and he was growing flesh again at an extremely slow pace.
The bear demon king is not dead.
Many university scholars lamented the power of the demon race. If it were any human university scholar, he would have died by now.
Time passes slowly.
The next day, another prison turtle cart appeared, but this time only two university scholars and a bear demon king came in, which showed that not many people entered the Sin Lake.
As time passed, the ancient monsters and bear monsters gradually absorbed the power of the Ancestral Emperor. However, ever since the appearance of the Voice of the Holy Way, the power of the Ancestral Emperor has been halved and has never increased, causing the bear monster kings to curse Fang Yun every day.
Fang Yun seemed to be completely cut off from the outside world. Except for his emotional fluctuations when the punishment came from the sky, he kept his head down the rest of the time.
No one knew what he was doing.
Gradually, the wounds on everyone's bodies increased. Even the bear demon kings could not recover quickly. As for the human race, the wounds of many university scholars had already rotted and stank!
On the ninth day after entering the Sin-Suppression Palace, Grand Secretary Qi Luo, who was completely corroded by the power of blood, died.
His body was tied to the copper pillar, bloody and blackened by the wounds.
At this moment, Mo Yao was awake, but his eyes were dull. He had completely lost the energy and spirit that a university scholar should have. He was listless and did not even have the energy to scold Fang Yun.
Wei Huangan, however, has a strong vitality and says some nonsensical words every day, making the university scholars and the demon kings roll their eyes.
After Qi Luo's death, Wei Huang'an composed a eulogy for him, which mobilized the power between heaven and earth and sealed the stench and corpse gas around Qi Luo's body, turning him into a mummy that could no longer be corroded by sea water.
In the crime hall, there was one more dried corpse and one less person.
The whole day passed and no one spoke, including Wei Huangan.
.(To be continued.)