The numerous incarnations of the Holy Ancestors were like flies sprayed into the sky by a jet of water; they could not escape even with wings.
Soon, several violent incarnations of the Holy Ancestor became completely enraged and used all kinds of powers to fight against the void flames.
Fang Yun saw this scene and shook his head.
This is only the first test. The power of the void flame is not strong. As long as the incarnations of the ancestors restrain their breath and endure the scorching heat, they can escape after the fire column retreats.
However, the more you fight, the stronger the void flame will become.
After a few breaths, all six incarnations of the Holy Ancestors were surrounded by even thicker and more intense void flames.
"Don't release any external force to fight the flames!" the incarnation of the Nine-Eyed Saint roared loudly.
However, his holy thoughts were blocked by the void flames.
After several dozen breaths, the void flames that enveloped the incarnation of the Holy Ancestor slowly fell back.
All six incarnations of the Holy Ancestors died.
A sad atmosphere spread across the First Galaxy Stairway.
The incarnation of the Holy Ancestor was worshipped by tens of thousands of people in the ancient world of Kunlun, and no one dared to disobey. But here, he fell like hail. Even some of the Holy Ancestors did not have a good relationship with each other, and they were quite shocked in their hearts.
All the incarnations of the Holy Ancestors looked at Fang Yun angrily.
Fang Yun sneered and said, "I don't know why you are so angry. It was you who ambushed and plotted against me first. Now dying here is what you want. Don't you want to get what you want? Keep on being angry. Today, none of you will be able to leave!"
"Even if none of us can get out, we will still pull you out! We are just incarnations!"
"You are good at pretending. Even if you know the Dark Tribe language, your role here is very limited. As long as we are careful and on guard, you will not be able to do anything to us next!"
"Everyone stay calm. We can't give him any more chances! We must be clear that he does have the advantage now. We must not underestimate him!" The voice of the incarnation of the Nine-Eyed Saint spread throughout the venue.
The emotions on the faces of the ancestors' incarnations instantly disappeared, their expressions became calm, and their eyes became deep.
"That's right. We must not let him lead us by the nose. Everyone, as long as we are careful next time, we can definitely defeat him together. We can't attack him directly here, but we can hinder him indirectly."
"right!"
After all, he was the incarnation of the Holy Ancestor. They immediately discovered the key and saw the incarnation of the Holy Ancestor Heiluo, who was good at controlling fire, suddenly blew a breath towards Fang Yun's side.
The flames below shook at first, and then shot up into the sky like a volcanic eruption.
Fortunately, Fang Yun dodged with all his strength, otherwise he would have been hit.
Although Fang Yun concealed it well, he was frightened and dodged in a panic, and was burned by the flames several times.
The more than 30 incarnations of ancestors who were not blasted into the sky by the pillar of fire looked at each other and immediately tried their best to ignite the fire around Fang Yun.
No matter how strong Fang Yun is, he is alone and cannot fight against so many incarnations of the ancestors. He can only keep dodging.
However, the incarnation of the Holy Ancestor did not notice that the black color was getting thicker and thicker under the exploding galaxy stairs.
After half an hour, Fang Yun suddenly said, "Everyone, if you don't want to die on the first step, you'd better stop. Here, too many people may not be a good thing."
"Playing tricks again!"
"No, look at the pillar of fire!"
The incarnations of the ancestors were only paying attention to Fang Yun and thought that the other changes were normal. Now, after listening to Fang Yun's words, they looked at the pillars of fire.
The original pillar of fire was red and black, but now there was a black force rising rapidly from the bottom of the pillar of fire, and soon reached the top.
It was as if a huge black shadow was rising in the fire.
"What is that?" Many incarnations of the Holy Ancestors roared.
"You have committed the sins yourself, so of course you have to bear the consequences. What a pity." Fang Yun said, and the aura around him suddenly surged.
The incarnations of the ancestors widened their eyes. Fang Yun had been hiding his strength just now.
Just as Fang Yun's aura surged, the black flames in the fire column surged to the top floor.
"ah… "
More than one hundred incarnations of the Holy Ancestors imprisoned by the pillar of fire screamed in unison, and all of their holy bodies were cut into tens of thousands of densely packed pieces, and a large amount of flames burned their body fragments.
The fragments of their bodies were melted and regenerated into flesh and blood, over and over again.
"This fire is burning our strength!"
"Fang Yun, you actually murdered us!"
Fang Yun continued to dodge the continuously erupting void fire pillars while saying, "Stop howling like a ghost and keep dodging the void fire pillars."
The flames on the first galactic staircase had mostly turned black, with only a little red at the edges, and its power was nearly ten times that of before.
The most terrifying thing is that these flames possess the Holy Path of the Void, and are constantly obstructing the actions of the incarnations of the ancestors.
However, Fang Yun, relying on his powerful Void Holy Way ability, was like a fish in water, and except for being occasionally touched by the flames, he was almost in no danger.
However, Fang Yun did not take it lightly and was always cautious.
After burning for a whole day, the flames in the void began to diminish, and the cries of the incarnation of the Holy Ancestor also stopped.
Finally, all the void fire pillars fell back.
The test of the first level of the Galaxy Stairs is over.
Two incarnations of the Holy Ancestors died on the pillars of fire in the void.
Both of these incarnations of the Holy Ancestor arrived at the top of the Maze Valley 100,000 years ago, and their powers have been severely depleted.
On the broken first galaxy stairs, in addition to Fang Yun, there were one hundred and forty-two incarnations of the Holy Ancestors.
This time, the incarnation of the Holy Ancestor did not curse, but stared at Fang Yun nervously.
Having suffered two losses in a row, they will not suffer a third time.
However, a scene that left them helpless appeared.
Fang Yun actually sat cross-legged on the ground and began to practice!
"This guy is full of evil intentions!" cursed the grumpy incarnation of the Black Melting Saint.
Fang Yun knows the language of the Dark Clan and can start the next stage, but the incarnations of the ancestors cannot. This means that the incarnations of the ancestors can only keep an eye on Fang Yun and cannot be distracted from practicing. Once distracted, Fang Yun will definitely suddenly start the next trial.
Fang Yun doesn't have to worry about anything.
The ancestors tried to attack Fang Yun, but found that all their strength would disappear in front of Fang Yun, which shows that they really cannot fight here.
The incarnations of the ancestors felt the power of the First Galaxy Staircase and their hearts were bleeding, especially the incarnation of the Black Melt Saint Ancestor.
"We must kill Fang Yun! The Holy Way of Flame here is so pure that one year of cultivation here is equivalent to ten thousand years of cultivation in the outside world! But we don't dare to practice!"
"Fang Yun's crime is unforgivable!" The incarnation of the Nine-Eyed Saint watched helplessly as he was unable to practice in the holy land of cultivation, and he was extremely angry.
Time goes by day by day.
After only ten days, they discovered that there was a different aura around Fang Yun.
Fang Yun’s comprehension of the Holy Way of Fire has reached the level of a Saint Ancestor!
The incarnations of the ancestors were so angry that their teeth were itching, but they still failed to comprehend the holy way.
They were just incarnations. No matter how much they comprehended the holy way, it would be useless if they died here. Only by living could they realize their greatest value.
Fang Yun is different. The more Fang Yun comprehends the holy way, the greater his chance of survival will be.
Three full months passed before Fang Yun opened his eyes with a smile, as if waking up from a dream.
"Good morning, everyone."
What was waiting for Fang Yun was the curses from the incarnations of the ancestors.
They had been watching Fang Yun for three months and had already reached their limit.
Several incarnations of the Holy Ancestors were cursing and swearing, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. In all the heavens and the myriad worlds, no one could make so many incarnations of the Holy Ancestors so angry.