Shen Yun said: "When the bell rings next time, Kunlun Palace will be closed. Let's think of a foolproof plan, alas..."
Shen Yun looked at the ship-shaped Kunlun treasure with his heart bleeding. He turned his head to look at Fang Yun and began to suspect that Fang Yun had colluded with the Gray Clan long ago.
The saints were discussing the matter, but no one wanted to continue, because the saints who were willing to gamble had almost all their assets spent, and those who were unwilling to make a move, did not make a move in the beginning, and would be even less likely to make a move now.
Suddenly, a voice rang out.
"I'll continue, you guys are free to do as you please."
As Fang Yun spoke, he waved his hand, and a divine light wrapped around the two items and flew into it.
The saints hurriedly sensed it carefully and detected the breath of Zuwei, but it was not strong.
"They are two broken ancestral treasures! What a lucky guy!"
The third ancestor of the giant god who had traded with Fang Yun before looked at Fang Yun thoughtfully.
The last ball of light shone brightly but soon dimmed.
Shen Yun shook his head and said, "No, the next high-level treasures we need are not high enough, no matter how many there are, I'm afraid it won't work."
However, Fang Yun seemed not to have heard it and began to send a large number of broken and even temporarily unused divine objects into it.
The saints almost drooled at the sight, and they were reluctant to put many of the things inside into it, no matter how strong their gambling nature was.
Fang Yun stared at the Kunlun treasure inside and kept releasing treasures.
After half a quarter of an hour, Fang Yun finally stopped.
The saints made a rough estimate, shook their heads and sighed, and concluded that all the treasures Fang Yun had thrown out could light up fifty light balls!
The total value exceeds that of ten ordinary ancestral treasures!
However, the last ball of light still only emitted a faint glow, which was very dim and not fully illuminated.
The saints looked at Fang Yun, and did not see any regret on his face.
"A great hero of his time."
The saints nodded gently, admiring and feeling regretful. Everything Fang Yun showed was far beyond the incarnation of the Gray Poison Ancestor.
After a long time, Fang Yun suddenly seemed to have made up his mind. He suddenly swung his hand, and something wrapped in a divine light flew out.
The saints hurriedly investigated again and were all stunned.
Because they could sense that there was something inside, but they couldn't tell what it was.
The saints looked at each other, which meant that the thing inside was not strong, otherwise it would not be like this.
However, the moment that thing entered the cylindrical container, the last light ball emitted an extremely brilliant light, far surpassing any previous light ball. However, it was only for a moment, and then the light ball became dim again.
All the saints were filled with astonishment, especially those from the Gray Clan, who stared at Fang Yun intently.
According to the previous deductions of the saints, the result is very obvious. The things Fang Yun invested in it this time are of such a high level of power that they are even higher than the ancestral treasures of ancient times!
However, even at such a powerful level, the last ball of light was not fully activated.
This means that there is nothing that can open this treasure.
Fang Yun's expression finally showed a slight change.
What I just sent in was my own blood.
The level is enough, but the total amount is obviously not enough. However, it is impossible to drain all the blood in the body for this treasure, which will make it difficult for me to move forward in the future.
"As expected, even the Great Sage cannot ignore sunk costs. What's more, I still have a few cards up my sleeve! At worst, I can throw in the Dragon Prison Rope, the Dragon Suppression Seat, and two pieces of the Dragon Slaying Sword! That's definitely enough. However, that's not the best option."
Fang Yun pondered for a long time, and suddenly in the blink of an eye, the space above his head cracked, and terrifying torrents of thunder poured out, forming a long river of thunder and water!
Fang Yun wanted to send almost the entire sea of thunder water into it.
As long as the source of thunder exists, thunder can be reborn continuously.
When the saints saw this scene, they were so frightened that they quickly retreated.
"crazy!"
"As expected of a fighting group that blocks the door and kills the royal family! I'm convinced again!" Shen Yun muttered to himself.
When some incarnations of the Holy Ancestors saw the thunder water, greed appeared in their eyes. Thunder water was nothing to the Holy Ancestors, but something that allowed Fang Yun to store and control thunder water was definitely extraordinary.
After a few breaths, the thunder and water in Fang Yun's literary world Kunlun bottomed out. There was only a shallow layer, so Fang Yun stopped.
However, the last ball of light still lit up for a moment and then recovered.
Fang Yun waved his hand again, and many holy energy sources and various miscellaneous things entered it.
Most of the things this time are ancestral materials.
"What a lucky guy..."
The Saint Ancestor incarnations were all shocked. Even they didn't have much of these things, but Fang Yun was willing to give them away.
"This is enough for another round..." Shen Yun said.
After a careful calculation by the saints, they found that it was true. The treasures that Fang Yun had sent in himself were enough to light up 107 light balls.
The eyes of all the saints looking at Fang Yun showed obvious changes. This great saint was truly terrifying. His wealth had surpassed that of an entire clan, and that clan was one of the top ones.
Frog Master looked at Fang Yun stupidly. Compared with the treasures Fang Yun invested, the ancestral treasures from the ancient times that were the incarnation of the Gray Poison Ancestor were insignificant.
Some saints who originally wanted to secretly target Fang Yun shook their heads and gave up the idea. It was not because they were afraid of Fang Yun, but because they knew that Fang Yun had been drained dry by the Kunlun treasure.
Fang Yun has lost his value now. Even if he enters the core of the ancient world, not many people will target him.
In the end, everyone could see that Fang Yun had reached the end of his rope.
The 108th ball of light still did not light up.
"Fang Yun, forget it..."
The Great Ming Saint sighed and gave some advice.
"Yeah, I don't recommend you to go on. If you continue, this will save your life." Yanhui advised kindly.
“Your Majesty Fang Yun, I know you are invincible in the world. How about giving face to the saints and letting go of the Kunlun treasure…” Even Lang Kun couldn’t help but persuade.
The demon saints rolled their eyes, this Lang Kun was almost betraying the demon world.
Then, some saints who were completely unfamiliar with Fang Yun also began to persuade him.
"Forget it, but I admire you very much!" Ye Zu's incarnation looked at Fang Yun with a smile, and his voice became extremely soft.
The saints of the Night Clan stayed where they were. They had never seen Ye Zu like this before.
"That's right, there's no need to continue." The third ancestor of the giant god also felt a desire to appreciate talent.
However, Fang Yun turned a deaf ear and threw out the last treasure.
The saints had been using their holy thoughts to lock Fang Yun, and the moment Fang Yun made a move, all the saints turned their heads.
As if all living beings in the world are watching.
All the saints took one look and were stunned. This was different from before.
No matter what before, they could sense that there was something wrapped in the holy thoughts, but now, they could not sense it at all.
It's as if that kind of thing doesn't exist at all.
No saint, including the incarnation of the Holy Ancestor, could sense it.
The incarnations of the Holy Ancestor looked at each other, and even suspected that even if their real bodies appeared, they would not be able to sense what was inside.
Could it be that Fang Yun is deliberately being mysterious
The moment the light thrown by Fang Yun entered the cylindrical container, the 108th light ball suddenly emitted an extremely bright light.
That light was like the first ray of light at the beginning of the world, and also like the last ray of light at the end of all worlds.
There was a vast expanse of white in front of everyone’s eyes. Even someone as powerful as the Saint Ancestor’s incarnation had his eyes and even his holy thoughts temporarily blinded by the strong white light.
"what happened!"
Boom…
The bell for the closing of Kunlun Mansion rang.