There was no more foul air in the Taichu Tree Mountain Range behind the Spring of All Beings, but because of the complex environment, the Hundred-Winged Turtle Dragon had to shrink its body and slow down its movements.
As the Hundred-Winged Turtle Dragon moved forward, Emperor Yuan discovered that Fang Yun was not in a good mood.
After a while, Fang Yun asked, "Isn't this the only fountain of sentient beings in the universe?"
"There is definitely only this one place, because the conditions required for the birth of the Fountain of All Living Things are extremely harsh." Di Yuan said.
Fang Yun thought to himself, "Since only here are the longevity jades, that means all the longevity jades in the future will be mine! Those bastards from the Emperor Clan and the Dragon Clan actually got my longevity jade, and I had to become the Lord of the Ten Colds to get it back. It seems that bringing things back from the ancient times is prone to accidents. The Emperor's ancestors should be able to help me protect a few treasures, but it is impossible to protect all the treasures. After this battle is over, I will use up all the treasures that can be used, and try to put the unusable ones in a safe place, and take them back in the future."
The Taichu Tree is extremely huge, hundreds of thousands of miles tall. Its protruding roots are like mountains, and its undulating bark is like peaks, with all kinds of plants growing on it.
The Hundred-Winged Turtle Dragon continued to fly upwards along the bark, bypassed some branches, and finally saw the chaotic vacuum in front of it.
With the power of Emperor Yuan, and his increasing strength over the past few days, Fang Yun can now look directly into the chaotic vacuum without his eyes being burned.
The chaotic vacuum is a huge black ball. The boundary between it and the void is extremely unstable. The space there is constantly breaking and patching up, like the teeth of a meat grinder.
The violent power of the Holy Way collided in the chaotic vacuum. Occasionally, some power of the Holy Way of different colors would escape to the outside world, inevitably tearing the sky apart and creating space rifts of tens of thousands of miles.
The battle between the ancestors was constantly moving, and the chaotic vacuum was also constantly moving, occasionally shrinking or expanding.
The branches of the Primordial Tree were in trouble. Once they were sucked into the chaotic vacuum, they would inevitably be twisted into nothingness.
However, the trunk of the Taichu Tree is extremely strong. Even if it is placed in the chaotic vacuum for a long time, it will not be damaged at all. It is even stronger than the body of the Saint Ancestor.
"When will the Taichu Tree be awakened?" Fang Yun asked.
Di Yuan stared at the chaotic vacuum and said, "It's hard for me to judge now. Let's enter the chaotic vacuum and observe carefully. When the time comes, you use that treasure to awaken the Taichu Tree."
"I'd better get closer to the trunk of the Taichu Tree." Fang Yun said.
"I will teach you now. Find a place on the trunk of the Taichu Tree and light the Time Glass Lamp. When the time comes, you can carry the glass lamp and move to that place with me, and then use that treasure." Di Yuan said.
"good."
Di Yuan took Fang Yun and moved out from the back of the Hundred-Winged Turtle Dragon, moved to a hidden tree trunk, let the glass lamp leave a mark, then returned to the ancestral temple, and then rushed into the chaotic vacuum.
Entering the chaotic vacuum again, Fang Yun felt like he was back home.
The last remnants of the foul energy were expelled, and Wen Dan once again entered the state of emptiness.
In order to prevent accidents, Fang Yun did not watch the ancestors fight. He remained vigilant while practicing.
Soon, Fang Yun discovered that the time compass in his Wen Palace was actually absorbing the light of the time glass lamp. Fang Yun saw that it was not absorbing much and was just replenishing strength, so he did not pay attention to it.
Di Yuan kept his hand on Fang Yun's shoulder to prevent any accidents from happening to him, while keeping his eyes on the battlefield.
The ancestors of the two tribes continued to fight fiercely.
This is the lair of the Primordial World-Destroying Dragon. The Primordial World-Destroying Dragon has no way to retreat.
Now there are only ten holy ancestors of the Taichu World-Destroying Dragon, and there are nineteen in the Imperial Clan, not counting Emperor Yuan and Emperor He.
If the World-Destroying Emperor Dragon was at its peak, even if the Imperial Clan had a huge advantage in numbers, they would only be barely on par in strength.
However, the World-Destroying Emperor Dragon was first severely damaged by the Great Wilderness Azure Dragon, and then hunted down by the ancestors. His strength was less than half of his peak period. Fortunately, the Holy Ancestor of the Emperor Clan was recuperating, and Emperor Ji had gained something in the previous battles. He planned everything before the battle and became more courageous as the battle went on.
Now, it is the Imperial Clan that is suppressing the Primordial World-Destroying Dragon.
Di Yuan occasionally gave a brief summary and told Fang Yun about the battle situation.
Fang Yun also knew that this battle, which concerned the fate of the two clans, would never end quickly. It was possible that the battle would last for days and nights. Without the White Demon of the Dark Night, the Imperial Clan did not dare to fight desperately. On the contrary, the Taichu World-Destroying Dragon was still fighting in a corner, which made the Imperial Clan feel apprehensive.
It is impossible to calculate time in the chaotic vacuum, and Fang Yun was not in a hurry. He continued to let Wen Dan maintain the state of nothingness. At the same time, he began to continuously exchange for body-refining elixirs suitable for the children of the imperial family and the semi-saints.
Fang Yun exchanged all his military merits for Wenquxing, but there were still a large number of other divine objects beside the stone house, mainly the scarce Dushi Turbidity Supplement in all realms, which could almost be exchanged for the low-level divine medicine of the Guangdi clan. However, Fang Yun could not use so much, so he only exchanged a part of it.
All miraculous medicines have certain side effects. The biggest side effect is that it hinders the improvement of one's realm, and the second biggest side effect is that it is toxic.
However, the magical medicines from the ancient times are different. They all contain a small amount of primordial power and have very little toxicity. Even if there is toxicity, the Emperor Source can help resolve it.
As for the hindrance to the realm's advancement, it is the physical body that is hindered. As long as it does not affect the scholar's practice method, it will not have any impact on the other party's fortune.
Therefore, Fang Yun's body is strengthening rapidly.
No matter how powerful the magic medicine is, there are limitations to taking it by oneself. But with the Emperor's Source and the Wheel of Heaven's Law, Fang Yun absorbed the magic medicine without any hindrance.
In the end, all the low-level divine medicines had no effect on Fang Yun, and Fang Yun's body had reached the peak of semi-saint status.
Fang used his divine sense to sense the strength of his body. Basically, as long as ordinary demons and half-saints did not use their holy power, he could beat them to death with his physical body alone.
After taking the low-level magical medicine, Fang Yun began to exchange it for the magical medicine for body refining used by the great saints.
Emperor Yuan tried to persuade Fang Yun many times but to no avail, and just let Fang Yun practice.
Emperor Yuan didn't care about the low-grade divine medicines, but he felt distressed when he saw many good divine medicines being taken by Fang Yun, because, although they were all divine medicines, the normal Great Sage's absorption efficiency was a hundred times that of Fang Yun!
However, Di Yuan soon breathed a sigh of relief, because Fang Yun's body had finally reached the limit of a semi-saint, even better than the strongest semi-saint of the imperial clan. However, his realm was not high enough and could not be improved any further.
Fang Yun was silent for a long time, and then said, "Senior Diyuan, can you help me store the extra medicinal power in my body and release it after I am canonized as a saint?"
"You... seem anxious?" Di Yuan asked.
"Yes, I want to cultivate to the level of a great sage as soon as possible so that I can protect myself. As for whether I can be conferred the title of ancestor, we'll talk about it later." This is indeed true.
Emperor Yuan said: "It is not difficult for our Saint Ancestor to make the medicine enter the marrow, but it may cause a large loss of medicinal efficacy."
"Is my slurry enough for the journey?"
"But there is not enough Great Sage's Divine Medicine in the Emperor's warehouse." Di Yuan said helplessly.
"Is the imperial family so poor?" Fang Yun asked.
Di Yuan said helplessly: "How many great saints are there in the imperial clan? Most of them rely on their own cultivation, and only need one or two kinds of divine medicine for body refining to assist them. Now you have almost used up all of them."
"Do the saints have any body-refining medicine? If not, unrefined herbs that are useful for body refining will also do." Fang Yun said.
"Yes, aren't you afraid of pain?"
"Knock me out, okay?"
"Of course you can, but if you pass out, the drug's effectiveness will be reduced."
"It's okay. I have a lot of experience in this world."