After the ancestors left, the world returned to its original dark and dim color.
The Great Wilderness Azure Dragon slowly turned its head and looked at Fang Yun. There was no emotion in its eyes, but at this moment, Fang Yun could feel its anger.
Most of his neck was gone, scales were completely gone in many places, and many treasures on his body were scattered.
The Great Wilderness Azure Dragon seemed reluctant to leave the most powerful divine star, but after taking a look at the White Demons of the Night surrounding the Hundred-Winged Turtle Dragon, it turned and left.
There seemed to be a long sigh between heaven and earth.
Fang Yun looked at the Night White Demons outside. They had not given up yet and were staring at the Most Powerful Divine Star.
However, they are also extremely afraid of the beliefs of all living beings around Fang Yun.
"What should we do now?"
The voice of the Hundred-Winged Turtle Dragon rang out in the ancestral temple.
Fang Yun said: "Your Majesty Emperor Yuan, if my prediction is correct, the ancestors will chase the Great Beginning World-Destroying Dragon all the way to the Great Beginning Tree, right?"
"Yes." Di Yuan said.
"So should we chase after them or return to the imperial land?" Fang Yun asked.
“This…” Di Yuan glanced at the strongest divine star in Fang Yun’s hand, then glanced at the broken Hundred-Winged Turtle Dragon and the Dark Night White Devil, and for a moment he couldn’t make up his mind.
Fang Yun didn't expect that the Saint Ancestor would be so indecisive in doing things, but then he realized that it was the interference from the outside world that affected Emperor Yuan's judgment. Whether it was the Strongest Divine Star or the White Devil of the Dark Night, or the battle this time, they were all beyond the prediction of ordinary Saint Ancestors.
Fang Yun immediately extended his deduction. Soon, his eyes lit up and a hint of excitement flashed across his face. He then suppressed his excitement and said calmly, "This time the Saint Ancestors will surely win a great victory in their pursuit of the Absolute Beginning World-Destroying Dragon. We just need to follow them along the way and we will surely see them return victoriously."
"That's right. Baiyi, follow the ancestors and move forward." Emperor Yuan said.
The Hundred-Winged Turtle Dragon did not respond, but flew rapidly in the direction where the ancestors were chasing the Primordial World-Destroying Dragon.
A large number of Night White Demons were still clinging to the Hundred-Winged Turtle Dragon's body, as if they had become its wings, floating in the air like soft dough.
Occasionally, some members of the Taichu tribe who were passing by saw this scene and were all terrified. They fled desperately and tried their best to send messages to their tribes, completely staying away from the Imperial Clan and the Hundred-Winged Turtle Dragon.
After a long while, the Hundred Winged Turtle Dragon cried, "Teacher, Emperor Yuan, can you help me think of a way to make the Night White Demon leave?"
Fang Yun then realized that the Hundred-Winged Turtle Dragon had been living in fear all along the way. Anyone would be in the same situation if they were stuck to these monsters and couldn't get rid of them.
So scary!
Di Yuan looked at Fang Yun with a questioning look.
Fang Yun said helplessly: "Don't ask me, this is the first time I've encountered such a thing. These Night White Demons have no hatred against me. I have already killed one. If I kill another, it might cause some unpredictable changes. It's night now. Will they disappear naturally during the day?"
Di Yuan nodded and said, "Yes, as long as the night is over, the White Demon of the Dark Night will naturally disappear. Bai Yi, you have to be patient for now."
While Di Yuan was speaking, Fang Yun stretched out his left hand, and before he could even think about it, the pale stone formed by the death of the White Demon of the Night flew into Fang Yun's hand.
Fang Yun was stunned. He didn't expect that he could capture objects through the air without consuming any energy. This is a method only available to semi-saints.
Fang Yun fumbled with the pale stone, very curious.
Di Yuan couldn't help but said, "You are weak, why not use this stone to exchange for treasures. The Emperor Clan has risen for many years, and has never seen the death of the Night White Devil, let alone such a thing. Maybe it is an unexpected treasure."
"You try it." Fang Yun handed the pale stone to Di Yuan.
Di Yuan reached out to take it, and the moment of touch, his entire hand suddenly disappeared, erupting into a large amount of white steam. Then the steam turned into thin lines and was all absorbed by the pale hand.
Moreover, Di Yuan's severed hand was still slowly vaporizing, and she quickly cut off the wrist before it returned to normal.
A large amount of holy power gathered at Di Yuan's severed hand. Instead of the normal rapid regeneration of flesh and blood, it was recovering at a normal growth rate. It seemed that it would take at least a year to grow a new right hand.
Di Yuan looked solemn and said, "This is very similar to what it looks like after being devoured by the Dark Night White Demon. You see, the Hundred-Winged Turtle Dragon is the same. His wounds cannot heal, and can only be healed slowly after many years, just like he needs to grow up naturally since childhood. The Dark Night White Demon devoured not only flesh and blood, not only strength, but also time."
Fang Yun picked up the pale stone, weighed it and said, "It seems that this thing is not suitable for you. I don't know how to use it for the time being."
"Wait until the ancestors come back, and ask Emperor and Grandpa to deduce, maybe they can help you. If it really doesn't work, ask Qingzhu Girl for help. She is in the wrong this time, and she dare not not help us." Emperor Yuan said.
"Okay." Fang Yun instinctively took the pale stone back to the Wen Palace, and then was stunned for a moment. This thing could actually enter the Wen Palace! This means that he is very likely to take it directly back to the future.
Fang Yun immediately tried to let Wen Gong collect the strongest divine star, but the strongest divine star did not move.
"Sure enough..."
After a long flight, Fang Yun finally saw twenty rays of light approaching in front of him, but in the blink of an eye, those rays of light fell on the tribe and appeared at the gate of the ancestral temple.
The ancestors looked at Fang Yun with tired eyes, but full of praise.
However, Fang Yun only glanced at them and then looked away. These Ancestral Emperors had just experienced a battle, with the Holy Dao surging around them and a brilliant glow. The Holy Dao was running rapidly in their eyes. Fang Yun's head buzzed after just one look, and he couldn't look at them any longer.
Twenty Saint Ancestors walked into the ancestral hall one after another. When Emperor Ting passed by, he looked at Fang Yun and said with a smile: "Thanks to you, we killed three more Great Beginning World-Destroying Dragons. Unfortunately, the Great Beginning World-Destroying Emperor Dragon and the rest fled back to the Great Beginning Tree, and we couldn't do anything about it. However, the Great Beginning World-Destroying Emperor Dragon was too badly injured, it seems that the Great Desolate Blue Dragon has been targeting it a lot."
Fang Yun lowered his head slightly, trying to endure the discomfort brought by the deafening sound. His hair and skin were trembling, as if there were sound waves rolling over and over again. It was really troublesome to communicate with the Holy Ancestor.
The ancestral temple was still filled with endless emptiness, except that there were twenty-one more thrones distributed in a circle.
Twenty-one holy ancestors returned to their positions.
Fang Yun stood in front of the door.
Di Ji sat at the deepest part facing the gate. He looked at Fang Yun deeply until Fang Yun almost fainted. Then he withdrew his gaze and glanced at the other ancestors of the imperial clan.
"This battle is an unprecedented victory for our imperial clan!"
"back!"
All the holy ancestors followed the original way of the imperial clan, beating their chests with their fists and uttering the sound of "hou" to boost morale.
Inside the ancestral temple, the holy way was raging, the mighty power was surging, and it was almost approaching a chaotic vacuum.
Then, Fang Yun was knocked unconscious by the great power of the holy way released by the ancestors.
There is light emanating from outside the ancestral temple, reviving the destiny.
Fang Yun opened his eyes and found that there was a faint green light on his body. He realized that it was Dihe who was helping him.
Fang Yun made a bitter face and looked helplessly at the twenty-one holy ancestors in front of him.
The Saints looked at Fang Yun without saying anything. Fang Yun said, "Saints, can you please spare my life?"
The saints slowly turned their heads, and it was unclear whether they agreed, disagreed, or didn't care.
Fang Yun thought to himself that he was almost driven into autism by this group of Saint Ancestors!