The ancestors had to give up on transforming into light, and flew forward with their bodies while colliding with the dense gray glazed divine light.
The ancestors flew at a speed of more than 100,000 ming, which was about one eighth of the speed of light. During the flight, the ancestors continuously released their power to attack, but most of the power passed through the gray divine light, and only a small amount of power could defeat the gray divine light.
Those grey divine lights not only blocked their speed, but also had the ability to extend the space. A place that could originally be reached in a few breaths was delayed to more than ten breaths.
The moment they approached the Great Wilderness Blue Dragon, twenty-three members of the imperial clan attacked together.
The moment they attacked, Fang Yun felt a darkness before his eyes, his eyes were burning, and his eyes were instantly burned into a big black hole.
Fang Yun screamed and quickly closed his eyes.
Then, a soft white light was emitted from outside the ancestral temple, fell on Fang Yun and flowed into his eyes.
Fang Yun's eyeballs recovered quickly and the white light slowly dissipated.
Fang Yun didn't dare to open his eyes.
Fang Yun closed his eyes and recalled everything he saw when his eyes were burning.
In Fang Yun’s memory, he could not see any specific form of the Holy Ancestor at all. He only saw violent turbulence of time and space. In the turbulence of time and space, endless trajectories of the Holy Path were colliding, like the explosion of billions of stars.
Then, Fang Yun's eyes burned again and turned into ashes.
The power of the ancestors cannot be desecrated.
Only then did Fang Yun realize how powerful and terrifying the Holy Ancestor was. He also understood why he had not seen the Holy Ancestor's battles before. It was the Holy Ancestor's power that was protecting him. Now that all the Holy Ancestors had left, he had lost his protection.
White light fell from the ancestral temple again, repairing his eyes.
Fang Yun didn’t dare to recall the previous situation, but he did not give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
Fang Yun knew in his heart that the battle with the Holy Ancestor was far beyond everything. Compared with the ordinary Semi-Saint, it was a power of a completely different dimension. The Semi-Saint mastered the Holy Path, the Great Saint mastered more Holy Paths, and the Holy Ancestor seemed to be a complete miniature universe himself, composed of countless Holy Paths.
The battle between the Holy Ancestors was like a collision between multiple miniature universes. The amount of information and the power of the Holy Way were enough to destroy even the eyes.
Fang Yun vaguely felt that something was protecting him, so only his eyes disappeared. If an ordinary person below the saint level looked at them, they would lose their souls.
"However, why did the ancestors of the imperial clan dare to leave themselves in the ancestral temple? Can the ancestral temple revive those whose souls have been destroyed? Or is it that the ancestral temple is protecting their bodies? But it doesn't look like that. If the ancestral temple could protect me, I wouldn't have lost my eyes. The ancestral temple is more like it can repair everything."
Fang Yun didn't dare to recall the process in detail, but an idea suddenly occurred to him, and his mind entered the world of the strange book.
A brand new biography of the ancestors appeared in it.
Afterwards, the book began to feature one image after another of the holy ancestors that Fang Yun had seen in stone carvings or inheritance. There was the Ice Ancestor, the Monster Ancestors, the Ancient Monsters, and finally, the Emperor Clan and the Primordial World-Destroying Dragon ancestors.
In the previous world of strange books, even if there were images of the ancestors, they were blurry, as if they were scribbled by a child with charcoal.
But now, the images of the ancestors are lifelike and completely dynamic in "Biographies of the Ancestors", which is completely different from the images in other books in Qishu Tiandi.
Not only that, the scene that Fang Yun had seen in front of his blind eye before was also recorded on a page of the book, forming a dynamic picture.
Fang Yun looked at the dynamic picture, and apart from feeling a dizziness in his head, he didn't feel anything unusual.
However, in this dynamic picture, the figures of the ancestors are missing, and only the infinite power of the Holy Way remains.
The pictures in the book are as brilliant as fireworks that can light up the entire universe.
Fang Yun was a little disappointed that he did not see the Holy Ancestor on this page, but he quickly regained his composure. The power of the Holy Way on the screen alone was enough for him to comprehend the ancestor's enthronement.
So, Fang Yun began his journey to death.
After recording the first page, Fang Yun raised his head, opened his eyes, and looked forward again.
The heaven and earth are as they were when they first opened, and the divine light is endless.
Fang Yun is blind.
The pain was like billions of needles piercing his eyes, turning them into a paste. Fang Yun screamed in pain again, and tears mixed with blood fell from his eye sockets.
Afterwards, holy light descended from the ancestral temple and repaired Fang Yun’s eyes.
Fang Yun closed his eyes and recorded everything he had just seen in the "Biographies of All Ancestors" on a separate page.
Just like that, Fang Yun began his self-abuse extreme training!
Over the course of time and with the vicissitudes of life, the first blind cultivation method was born.
After a hundred times, the Hundred-Winged Turtle Dragon made a soft cry. Fang Yun understood what she meant and knew that she was trying to persuade himself not to do that.
Fang Yun thanked the Hundred-Winged Turtle Dragon and continued to practice the blind method.
After three hundred times, Fang Yun finally reached his limit, his eyes went dark, and he passed out.
It was unknown how long it had been before Fang Yun slowly opened his eyes and found that there was endless void above him and a door under his feet.
"It seems a bit too much. Let me check my physical condition first."
Fang Yun used his divine sense to check his body in his mind and was stunned.
There was nothing wrong with the body, which was nothing special, but why did the eyes feel warm, with a strange power flowing in them
Fang Yun had a feeling that his eyes were a bit like a cloud of talent or the heart core of a monster, giving birth to a new kind of power.
"Could it be related to the Moon Phase Divine Stone?"
Fang Yun thought about it and looked forward again desperately.
Thousands of divine lights, like the opening of heaven and earth.
The light and power were too strong, but Fang Yun's eyes did not burn immediately.
At this moment, Fang Yun saw a thin layer of invisible glass covering his eyes, and everything became extremely slow. The divine light was decomposed into fine white traces, and each trace represented a trajectory of the holy path.
Those divine lights are the power formed by the collision of the great power of the Holy Ancestor's holy way!
Now, it is clearly laid out in front of Fang Yun, just like a textbook!
However, a moment later, Fang Yun was blinded again.
The benefit is that the eyes become stronger and the burning time increases.
The downside was that Fang Yun passed out from the pain.
After a while, Fang Yun woke up and decided not to commit suicide. Although he was blind before, the pain was only for a moment and then disappeared. Now it felt like a blunt knife cutting his flesh.
"That's it. If I continue like this, I'm afraid I'll become the first blind half-saint of the human race."
Fang Yun was still in shock, and then his mind entered the world of strange books.
The new page of "The Biographies of the Ancestors" was indeed completely different. The previous divine light of the ancestors was essentially a disordered explosion of power, but now, the content of this page was simply the most beautiful painting in the world. Those holy paths were as if drawn by the most outstanding masters of painting themselves, full of exquisite beauty. Just one glance at it made people feel satisfied, as if they had gained a huge reward.
Fang Yun was ecstatic. This was the complete trajectory of the holy path!
From then on, watching these holy paths was like having a holy ancestor in front of him, selflessly displaying the power of the holy path and allowing him to constantly gain insights.
"Sure enough, only by courting death can you gain something!"
Fang Yun suddenly let out a light exclamation and discovered that his Wen Palace had become several times larger. The entire Wen Palace exuded a faint holy aura.
Fang Yun was speechless. He was not canonized yet, but Wen Gong was canonized first!