Afterwards, the old monsters that were still in the mountain were startled and threw their storage treasures to Fang Yun one after another.
Every time a storage treasure flies by, it leaves behind a faint trace of ancestral power that is difficult to erase for hundreds of years.
“These old guys are really wealthy…” Shen Yun, like the other saints, was amazed at the sight.
The aura of a single ancestral treasure cannot break through the constraints of a storage treasure. It takes at least two ancestral treasures plus a sufficient number of ancestral materials to do so.
There are as many as seventeen storage spaces with such an aura.
"The Kunlun tribe is finished. From now on, Zushi Mountain can no longer be considered a treasure land. The saints ten thousand years later are really pitiful..."
Shen Yun uttered a helpless sigh.
At least a small part of the assets of the Kunlun ancestors were taken away by Fang Yun. For example, the gray poisonous giant frog ancestor gave most of his assets to Fang Yun, so there were not many treasures left for the descendants who came to worship their ancestors.
Shen Yun muttered quietly, "The holy way is in disorder, and the moral principles are going against the grain! We have gone through so much hardship and difficulty to come and pay respect to our ancestors, but Fang Yun is so good that he has come to the barren mountain to extract oil from our ancestors' corpses, and he has made a lot of money by sucking their marrow out of their bones. If the ancestors outside knew about this, they would be so angry that they would die."
“Don’t be anxious. No matter how much he absorbs here, he will spit it out outside! Once the core of the ancient world is about to close, all the ancestors will definitely gather at the Royal Mountain, and he will not be able to escape even if he has wings!” said the redeemed giant saint.
"Yes! We still have a chance! No matter how powerful Fang Yun is, he can't escape the siege of so many holy ancestors in Kunlun! We must leave the core of the ancient world as soon as possible and inform all the ancestors. After we capture and kill Fang Yun, the ancestors will divide the spoils. You and I may have a chance to get the ancestral treasures. Fang Yun has at least thirty or forty ancestral treasures on him!"
“Hehe, the reason why the ancestors were willing to trade with Fang Yun might be because of this reason. It has always been easy to enter the Kunlun Ancient Realm, but difficult to leave! Even if he masters the Void Saint Way, he can’t beat the Saint Ancestors. After all, he is not a true Saint Ancestor yet.”
Shen Yun looked at Fang Yun quietly, thinking constantly.
Fang Yun continued to add the power of the underworld to the ancestral corpses in exchange for treasures.
At this time, the ancient world of Kunlun outside was in chaos, with smoke of holy power rising everywhere and signals for help falling on the Royal Mountain from all directions like a meteor shower.
The corpse chaos has turned into a big corpse chaos. Under the pull of powerful forces, the treasures of various races have gradually emerged in various parts of the ancient world. A large number of frightened corpses rushed out from them, killing all living creatures they saw.
The terrifying power of the White Night Demons spread throughout the entire Kunlun Ancient Realm, and their deeds of killing Bai Zu shocked the entire Kunlun Ancient Realm.
In the ancient world of Kunlun, it has been too many years since a holy ancestor has fallen.
The Land of the Falling Sun.
The sky here is always dim, the ground is always dry, and all the suns seem to be about to burn out. Any living being that enters this place will quickly lose its life.
Therefore, the Land of Falling Sun is a famous Jedi.
In this seemingly desolate land, a faint smell of death suddenly emerged, and then the dim yellow color in the sky suddenly shrank.
All the light gathered at one point and then suddenly exploded, forming a dazzling divine light that illuminated millions of miles.
After a few breaths, the light slowly dissipated, and a giant with eyes that seemed to be shrouded in dusk suddenly appeared on the open ground.
The giant was a "Sword Giant" from the ancient demon clan. He was ninety thousand feet tall and his entire body seemed to be made of metal. If you got closer, you would find that his body was made up of countless large and small divine swords. Behind him, there was a throne made up of countless divine swords, called the Throne of Swords. Above the throne, a large number of divine swords were arranged in a fan shape, like a peacock spreading its tail.
The sword giant was emitting mighty ancestral power, which continued to spread in all directions. The ground beneath his feet was like a wooden board that had been scraped by a planer. Layers of land rolled up in all directions, layer after layer, quickly forming a huge pit.
Large tracts of land moved in all directions, forming a circular sand and gravel tsunami, and the accumulated power was enough to destroy a star.
The sword giant's eye sockets are also in the shape of sharp swords, and the two eye sockets are like two swords with their tips facing each other.
There was a dim yellow color in the eye sockets, and the sword-shaped pupils looked like drops of blood.
The blood sword's pupil slowly enlarged with the tip of the sword pointing downward.
After the blood sword's pupil expanded to its entire pupil, the sword giant seemed to open his eyes and slowly sat back.
boom…
The sword giant sat on the throne of swords. The aftermath shook the air, the void exploded, and the territory of one hundred thousand miles was shattered into pieces, like a dense spider web.
The Sword Throne was floating in the air, and the ground below was slowly collapsing.
Then, the void cracked, and dark cracks in the void seemed to be cut by sword energy, extending for millions of miles with the sword giant as the center.
At this moment, the sword giant seemed to be the lord of all swords, the emperor of the void, even surpassing Kunlun and reaching the pinnacle of all realms.
His strength is slowly recovering, but his aura has reached its peak, unrivaled in all realms.
"Among all the inferior ones, I am the only one who is supreme!"
He did not speak, but these eight words were echoing throughout the ancient Kunlun world.
The sword giant slowly raised his head, looked towards the sky, slowly stretched out his right hand, and a silver sword flew out from his fingertips, reaching the highest point in the sky, then exploded, turning into billions of tiny swords and entering the void.
Xuyu Mountain and the vast mountains are like surging waves, endless.
"The Sword Ancestor has resurrected, and the promise he made back then should be fulfilled."
Yu Zu swallowed a small sword, and the palace in Xu Yu Mountain quickly deformed, eventually turning into three pairs of horizontal fish fins and falling on Yu Zu.
"All of the clan, climb the Royal Mountain!"
After Yu Zu finished speaking, the mountains that were originally surging like waves suddenly stopped.
Yu Zu's body was suspended in the air. Apart from three pairs of horizontal fins like cicada wings, he had no other fins. He looked like a smooth red koi. Under his body, there were eight pairs of black claws, like an eagle, strong and powerful.
In his eyes, there was a starry sky covered with mountains. Above the stars, every mountain seemed to be moving, constantly surging and circulating like huge waves.
Yu Zu rose slowly, and all the fish bowed down and kowtowed to him.
The Fish Ancestor gently vibrated his three pairs of translucent horizontal fins, which turned into red divine light. It broke through the air at an incredible speed and disappeared from the sight of the fish saints.
The scarlet divine light froze in mid-air, motionless, like a red light bridge.
Thousands of fish creatures roared loudly and rushed towards the red light bridge. Then they were pushed by the power of the red light bridge and rushed forward rapidly along the light bridge.
All eyes are empty.
Tens of thousands of stars are floating among the mountains, and each star is twinkling in its own pattern. From a distance, it looks like a huge eye blinking.
On the two largest stars, two pale white ancestral auras shot up into the sky, reaching the clouds and lingering for a long time.
"Twelve, I will go to the Royal Mountain. If anything unexpected happens, Wanyankong will be in your hands."
"Old Nine, the Sword Ancestor has been dead for many years. Maybe there is a trick. We must be on guard."
"It's not Sword Ancestor, it's him. I owed him one back then."
"It turned out to be him..."
A super giant octopus that was larger than the Shengyuan Continent slowly rose into the air, then spun its body, drilled into the void, and disappeared above Wanyankong.