After becoming a top university scholar or a great scholar, one can integrate the star position into the Wen Tai.
On top of Lei Chongmo's peerless writing desk, there appeared a seven-foot-tall middle-aged man. His face was covered by a hazy mist. He was wearing a loose white robe, with long hair scattered behind his back. He clearly did not radiate any power, but he seemed to be the master of a world, suppressing all parties.
A faint golden light enveloped the Gaishi Wentai.
Lei Zhongmo did not even look at the virtual image of the patriarch behind him. He just rushed forward, bowed his head, and said, "Please show your unparalleled power."
"promise."
The statue of the sage did not move, and suddenly a long river appeared in the sky. The river was colorful and hazy.
The demon king present felt dizzy after just one look and completely lost the concept of time. He felt as if his thoughts were trapped in an endless river and he was unable to think.
The virtual image of the Sage Zong suddenly stretched out his hand towards the long river and caught a ball of light. In the ball of light, there was a great military scholar with great momentum. He was about to throw the ball of light out when he saw an ancient bronze chariot that was somewhat similar to the compass chariot and covered with rust appearing in the sky above Fang Yun.
The chariot was pulled by eighteen dragon horses wearing black armor. Fine starlight constantly appeared around the dragon horses, constantly expanding and contracting.
Behind these dragon horses was a chariot, which was very similar to the two-wheeled chariots of the Spring and Autumn Period, but much larger. A tall flagpole stood on top of the chariot, and an old man stood on top of the flagpole, with his right arm and index finger stretched out, pointing straight ahead.
The next moment, the flagpole and the old man slowly rotated.
The colorful river in the sky suddenly shook slightly, then swept away the ball of light caught by the Zongsheng virtual image and disappeared.
The virtual statue of the Holy Saint seemed to be stunned, and then fell onto the writing desk like a piece of broken ice, turning into water and merging into the unparalleled writing desk.
Lei Zhongmo looked back blankly, looking at the Gai Shi Wen Tai above him, then looked up at the sky above Fang Yun, looking at the strange bronze chariot.
The demon kings present finally came to their senses. The scene just now was in their minds, but they felt that they did not see it with their own eyes.
"What treasure is that?"
"Not sure. My guess is that the shadow of the patriarch used the power of the various schools to capture the will of Xiang Yu, the Overlord of Western Chu, from the long river of history, and combined with the peerless writing platform to make Xiang Yu, the Overlord, reappear in the world. However, it was disturbed by the mysterious ancient bronze chariot, and its power was exhausted, so it had to dissipate."
"What a treasure that is! It's so powerful!"
"It should be the historian's treasure, but I can't say for sure. Maybe it's just a kind of power."
"Wen Xing Long Jue passed through the nine dragon gates and should have obtained a treasure. Could it be this one?"
"Even if it's this, I don't know what it is."
The bronze chariot disappeared, and the demon king Guicong looked in Fang Yun's direction with a changing gaze.
"Hey, old turtle, your turtle clan has the Dragon Palace classics, and you are also a well-educated person, so you should know what that is, right?"
Gui Cong said: "Of course... I don't know." Gui Cong suddenly changed his words, shaking his head like a rattle, his eyes rolling gently, and no one knew what he was thinking.
"Fang Xusheng is indeed worthy of his reputation. He can even dispel the will of a semi-saint. I admire him!" After Lei Chongmo finished speaking, he frowned tightly and looked at Fang Yun's back that seemed eternal.
Anyone with a bad temper would be furious with Fang Yun, because Fang Yun never stopped from beginning to end, and kept moving forward slowly, as if he looked down on an opponent like Lei Chongmo.
This is a man who is about to become the leader of the four great talents.
A hint of annoyance flashed across Lei Chongmo's eyes, but he instantly suppressed the negative emotion.
"Since Saint Fang Xu is using a treasure, I won't hide it. I happen to have a treasure in my hand, which was given by the Dragon Saint of the West Sea. It can only be used once, but it is worth using it on you."
“No…” Gui Cong shouted hurriedly to stop him, but it was too late.
The demon kings present were also horrified, because many aquatic creatures in the West Sea knew that the Dragon Saint of the West Sea once gave Lei Chongmo a 'Dripping Blue Snail', which was a powerful treasure that could even kill a great scholar or a great demon king.
Lei Zhongmo was seen holding up a blue conch in his right hand. The conch was not big, only about a foot long.
The conch flew high into the sky and slowly tilted. A drop of azure blue water hung on the edge of the conch and dripped down after a moment.
At first, the drop of water did not change, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a small river.
In the blink of an eye, this small river turned into the surging Yangtze River.
In the blink of an eye, the entire river turned into a vast ocean and fell towards Fang Yun.
The blue snail hides water, and one drop turns into the sea. This is the power of the Half-Saint of the Water Clan.
This drop of water actually contains the ocean water of a thousand miles in radius. Even the most powerful war poems of great scholars cannot compare to the power of the ocean of a thousand miles.
The most terrifying thing is that this vast ocean does not extend for a thousand miles, but only for one mile, and the water of a thousand miles is compressed within one mile. Its destructive power has reached the full force of the emperor.
"It's over..." Gui Cong showed despair on his face. No one below the sainthood could resist this kind of power. Fang Yun would surely die if he encountered it. Ever since he saw the treasure just now, Gui Cong no longer stayed out of it. He hoped that this Wenxing Dragon Lord would survive, even if he had to betray the West Sea Dragon Palace.
Water from thousands of miles away converges into one city, and the surrounding sky and earth seem to be filled and expanded.
A moment later, the deep blue water hit Fang Yun.
The war poem assassin formed by "Triumph Song" instantly turned into nothingness, and the dragon's might was repelled by this powerful body of water. It seemed that the land of dragon's might was about to change hands.
The deep blue sea water fell to the ground and exploded with a loud bang, and then endless sea water poured out in all directions. All the water monster kings who were sharpening their swords fled far away, cursing loudly. Even the water monster kings would be seriously injured by the impact of sea water of this degree.
The blue conch flew back above Lei Chongmo, protecting him from the impact of the water flow.
This area of a hundred miles was soon filled with thousands of feet deep sea water. After a few breaths, the sea water was led to other places and the sea level dropped rapidly.
The demon king in the distance kept blinking, trying to see Fang Yun in the center of the sea, but because there was too much sea water, he couldn't see clearly for the time being.
Soon, the sea water became lower and lower, and the first to emerge from the water surface were many demon kings. They swam to the surface to observe, and then blue conchs emerged from the water.
After a few breaths, all the demon kings were stunned.
The sea level dropped, and Lei Chongmo and Fang Yun both appeared.
Lei Chongmo was protected by the blue conch and was not affected at all.
Not only was Fang Yun not affected by the impact, but even his clothes did not get wet. What surprised the demon kings and Lei Chongmo was that, based on Fang Yun's position and movement speed, it could be inferred that Fang Yun had been walking from the beginning of Lei Chongmo's attack until now, and his speed was no different from before. It seemed as if the attack formed by the thousand-mile ocean did not exist to him.
"How is this possible..." Lei Zhongmo muttered to himself.
"What happened inside? Did Wen Xing Long Jue have another treasure?"
"who knows?"
All the demon kings looked at each other and shook their heads. Finally, all the demon kings focused their attention on Gui Cong, because only Gui Cong had a different expression, as if he had suddenly realized something.
.(To be continued.)