Along the way, Fang Yun captured several incarnations of the Wolf Fang, but was unable to get any results from them. He could only deduce based on various clues, such as the travel routes of the Wolf Fang incarnations, the places where they appeared, the traces they left behind, and so on.
Fang Yun constantly corrects his direction through new discoveries.
Finally, there was a hint of alertness in my heart.
Fang Yun stopped and looked up at the mountains with undulating green peaks.
There, Fang Yun felt a familiar power.
That is the power of the wolf-fang incarnation, and there is more than one.
"arrive!"
Fang Yun took a step forward and stabbed into the void.
At this moment, the Wolf Fang's body, which was originally still sleeping, suddenly woke up and instinctively released the power and might of the Saint Ancestor, but at the same time, dense black chains appeared from the void and pounced on him like a spider web, sealing most of his outward power into his body, leaving only the ancestral breath and a small amount of power leaking out.
Even if a small amount of power overflows, it can cause earth-shaking changes.
Mountains within a million miles exploded, peaks collapsed, and all living things were destroyed.
All the incarnations around Lang Liaoben were killed by his own dissipated power.
"Is this... the Fang Yun mentioned by the saints?"
The wolf lay on the ground, its huge wolf eyes turning and looking at Fang Yun who suddenly descended from the sky.
In Lang Liao's eyes, Fang Yun was not a pure holy body, but was placed in a dark prototype of the universe. He was surrounded by holy thoughts and ancestral power, and the terrifying Holy Way of the Void seemed to have become his cloak.
Then, Fang Yun's clothes began to tear apart one after another, because a layer of white jade armor appeared between his clothes and skin.
"This is… "
The Wolf Fang Saint Ancestor was extremely shocked. He could never have imagined that Fang Yun would have the imperial jade armor on his body.
What is different from the imperial jade armor is that on the surface of each piece of jade armor around Fang Yun, human characters constantly appear, merging with the power of the jade armor to form a power that far exceeds that of the imperial jade armor.
Deep in the jade armor, in the world of literature, one can vaguely see the classics of the saints of the human race flying like wild geese. Fang Yun’s famous poems are also flying, turning into densely packed words, condensing into a peculiar power.
Every word exudes a faint ancestral power.
Zuwen.
The wolf's body twitched violently.
The ancestral text only exists in legends. Be it the imperial clan, the dragon clan, the ancient demons or the barbarians, none of them have ever condensed the ancestral text.
Only in some strange relics have the saints discovered some powerful texts.
Every word is like the ancestors, and every sentence is majestic.
Hence the name Zuwen.
The ancestors spent a lot of energy studying those ancestral characters, and finally came to the conclusion that these were not the characters of the Ten Thousand Worlds, but should be the characters from other worlds that were drifted to the Ten Thousand Worlds. Only when the civilization of one ethnic group reached an extremely high level could it be condensed into ancestral characters.
Lang Liao's heart was filled with horror and frustration. He couldn't believe that the human race, with only a few thousand years of history, could actually condense into a force similar to Zu Wen.
But besides being shocked, he was also full of luck, because the power of these ancestral characters did not come from the characters themselves, but from Fang Yun, and they were not even the prototype of ancestral characters.
Only when the characters themselves form the ancestral prestige can they be called ancestral characters.
However, Fang Yun was able to add ancestral power to the human characters. As long as time was long enough, he would be able to create ancestral characters.
This is not the prototype of Zuwen, but it points out the direction of Zuwen.
"He must die! However, my strength is exhausted and I need some time to recover. I want to delay for a while!"
Countless thoughts flashed through Lang Liao's mind, and then he smiled and said, "I am Lang Liao, I don't know..."
It was not Fang Yun who responded to the Holy Ancestor Wolf Fang.
It's a sky full of stars.
Fang Yun held the Emperor God Tree in his hand and swung it heavily at the wolf.
The sky and the earth are dark, and myriad treasures are shining.
It was as if all the stars in the universe turned into meteor showers and smashed towards Wolf Fang.
At this moment, a hint of regret and deep fear flashed in Lang Liao's eyes.
He didn't expect Fang Yun to be so straightforward and decisive. He didn't say a word and took action directly. Such a person is definitely a great enemy of the demon world!
If we don't kill this man, the demon world will be in danger!
At this moment, the tens of thousands of years he had spent in the Dusk Fortress flashed through Wolf Liao’s mind.
Fighting spirit is as scorching as the sun!
"Don't underestimate me!" The wolf's eyes turned bloodshot, his fangs protruded, and his face became fierce and ferocious.
The wolf opened its mouth wide, and the terrifying ancestral power condensed into a blood-red ball of light in front, and then erupted forward.
All the worlds are like the moon, and the silver wolf howls at it.
More than half of the power of the Wanbao Meteor was actually absorbed by the Light of the Howling Moon, which counterattacked back, broke through the attack of the Emperor God Tree, and rose against the trend, like a million waterfalls flowing upstream, making a grand sound that broke through the void and drowned Fang Yun.
The wolf suddenly narrowed his eyes.
In his holy thoughts, his ancestral skill, Howling Moon Light, indeed hit Fang Yun, but ninety-nine percent of the power was dissipated by the Ten Thousand Dao Walls, the Pool of All Living Beings, and the Sound of Ten Thousand Treasures.
Logically speaking, even if only one point of that power fell on Fang Yun, it would be enough to severely injure Fang Yun.
After all, the human holy body is extremely fragile.
Until Lang Liao saw the void around Fang Yun flash by and disappear.
Such a powerful force would be completely absorbed by the world itself and would constantly revolve around it and would soon dissipate.
Fang Yun was unharmed.
"Enemy of all living things, exile from all realms!"
As Fang Yun spoke, the Holy Way Crown appeared on his head, the Holy Way Code churned in front of him, and the Holy Way Shackles descended directly, trapping Wolf Fang.
A hint of sarcasm flashed across Lang Liao's face. Fang Yun's power was very peculiar. His level was very high, but his power was too little.
No matter how powerful a method is, in Lang Liao's view, it is just the peak of the Great Sage, just a stronger peak of the Great Sage.
Many similar things have happened in history, that is, the seriously injured Saint Ancestor could not move, and the Great Sage could not kill him. There was even a case where the Great Sage spent ten thousand years to kill a seriously injured and sleeping Saint Ancestor, but ten thousand years later the sleeping Saint Ancestor's injuries healed, he opened his eyes, yawned, killed the Great Sage, and then left as if nothing had happened.
The gap between the Great Sage and the Saint Ancestor is equivalent to the gap between a mortal and a semi-saint.
No matter how powerful a mortal is, he cannot hurt a semi-saint in the slightest.
Therefore, Lang Liao didn't care about Fang Yun's attack at all and continued to accumulate strength for the next attack.
Although he was suppressed by the power of the core of the ancient world, he was not anxious. He believed that Fang Yun would only cause him minor injuries at most.
The entire Sin-Suppression Palace appeared!
Tens of thousands of Half-Saint Sin Turtle Prison Carriages mixed with several Great Saint Sin Turtle Prison Carriages swarmed out like a swarm of spiders. They seemed to be carrying the Holy Path of the Void, and instantly moved to all directions, and then spewed out Sin Turtle chains from all directions at the same time, like a group of dense spider webs, instantly surrounding the Wolf Fangs.
However, only one-fifth of the wolf's body was surrounded, including the tail, buttocks, hind legs and part of the back.
Everything happened too suddenly. Lang Liao had never seen this kind of power. He had only heard of it from the newly entered Demonic Great Sage, but he had never seen the power of the Legalists at the level of the Saint Ancestor.
After all, the strongest Legalist scholar was only half-saint, so he didn't take it seriously.
The next moment, one semi-saint of the Legalist school after another appeared behind Fang Yun.