Di Sheng almost choked, and after coughing a few times, he said, "Golden Ancestor is what we call the subordinates of the Great Heavenly Venerable."
"How is the source of vitality?" Fang Yun asked.
The saints were silent for a long time, and Emperor Hong said: "Except for the time when the ancestor Emperor Ji broke through the defense line when the saint fell, opened the source of vitality once, and completely built the Dusk Fortress, the source of vitality has always been monopolized by the Great Heavenly Venerable and has not entered the Ten Thousand Worlds."
Fang Yun nodded and his eyes turned to the statue of the winged turtle dragon.
"When will Baiyi die?"
"Integrate into the Dusk Fortress together with Patriarch Di Ji." Di Sheng said.
"Emperor Han has not ascended to the supreme throne?" Fang Yun looked at the statue of Emperor Han.
"Originally, Emperor Han Patriarch had great hope, but unfortunately he fell into the trap set by the Great Celestial Venerable. In order to save the other Saint Ancestors, he had to continue his journey, and eventually he died."
"How is the Imperial Court..."
Fang Yun asked the holy ancestors he once knew one by one.
After asking one by one, Fang Yun was silent for a long time, and suddenly looked towards the end of the road, which was a gate to the starry sky.
"Are all the saints of the human race okay?" Fang Yun asked.
"Under the leadership of Kong Zu, the saints of the human race have made brilliant achievements, not inferior to any peak saint ancestor." Di Sheng said sincerely.
Fang Yun looked up at the starry sky gate for a long time, and then took a step forward.
"Follow me and kill Huangtian!" Fang Yun said as he walked, his voice carrying throughout the Dusk Fortress.
Fang Yun's footsteps were like the drums of heaven and earth, or like the divine bell of all universes. Every time they landed on the ground, they caused a roar that never stopped.
"Kill the Emperor of Heaven!" The Evil Dragon of Prison roared loudly and followed Fang Yun.
"Kill Emperor Tian!" Qing Zu used up almost all his strength.
The more you know, the more hatred you feel inside.
"Kill the Emperor of Heaven!" All the ancestors roared in anger.
The great saints also wanted to shout, but they found that no matter how they opened their mouths, they could not shout.
A strange scene appeared.
Some children and young dragons from the imperial family shouted out.
"Punish the Emperor!"
Moreover, the children and young dragons of the imperial clan who shouted out these three words did not suffer the slightest harm.
These young kids have no fear.
"I see… "
Di Yu suddenly gritted his teeth, his muscles bulged, veins exposed, and his face looked ferocious. Then, he burned his strength and even his life span and slowly opened his mouth.
"Punish... the Emperor... the Heaven..."
Di Yu uttered three unformed words as if there was air leaking from his mouth.
After he finished speaking, Di Yu’s eyes lit up and the world became clear.
"Punish Huangtian!" Di Yu repeated again, and this time his voice was clear, loud, and clear.
Di Yu's aura increased at an unstoppable speed.
"He will soon be canonized as an ancestor..."
Di Sheng and Di Hong looked at Di Yu in disbelief.
All three of them are the most outstanding great saints of this generation of the imperial family.
Emperor Sheng is steady and cautious, taking one step at a time, and his path to sainthood is extremely solid.
Di Hong is a true genius, and his talent is even higher than Di Sheng and Di Yu.
Di Yu is not as talented as Di Hong, nor as steady as Di Sheng. He often says frivolous words, often makes mistakes, and always does things that make people laugh and cry.
All the saints and ancestors, whether from the imperial clan or the dragon clan, believed that Di Yu would be the last one to be canonized as an ancestor.
However, they did not expect that Di Yu would be the first of the three saints of the imperial clan to be canonized as the ancestor.
Di Sheng and Di Hong stopped to protect Di Yu, and at the same time looked up at Fang Yun's back.
"Is it because I broke the shackles and cage..."
Fang Yun and his group entered the Starry Sky Gate.
Endless golden light came into view.
Even though he had reached the peak of Saint Ancestor status, Fang Yun instinctively narrowed his eyes slightly.
This is a world shrouded in strong golden light. That golden light seems to be the beginning of catastrophe, the end of doomsday, and the end of all things.
Anyone who is illuminated will have their strength dissipated, their mind disordered, and their life span lost.
You can only continue to consume holy power to fight back.
Fang Yun stared at the golden light in the sky, with a faint light flickering in his eyes.
This time, Fang Yun saw the complete holy way in the outside world and the holy way in the golden light.
The holy way of the outside world is a holy way full of vitality, with a strict and beautiful structure and reasonable logic. Fang Yun can slowly deduce and learn it with his own strength.
However, the holy paths that constitute the golden light are different.
The Golden Light Holy Path is composed entirely of holy paths neatly arranged from top to bottom, fitting together seamlessly and closely. There is no ingenious structure or novel design, but the large number and dense holy paths gathered together generate extraordinary power.
His own holy path structure emerged in Fang Yun’s eyes.
The torrent of the Holy Way rises, not straight up or down, but seems to split into two, forming a beautiful double helix structure.
It doesn't seem like one holy path, but rather like two different holy paths colliding and combining.
The Holy Path of Golden Light was like a gigantic wall that stretched from heaven to earth, blocking everything and suppressing all living things. It stopped the path and cut off the roads. There was nothing else to do except worship.
It seemed like a wall between all worlds, and also like a dead end for all living beings.
insurmountable.
Full of the smell of death and dusk.
Fang Yun’s holy path is completely different.
Fang Yun's holy way power and aura are far inferior to the Golden Light Holy Way, but there is no end. It is like a life that is constantly rising, rising, and rising forever!
Fang Yun’s holy path is endless.
Fang Yun's eyes were full of contempt.
After understanding the Holy Way Beyond the Realm and the Holy Way of Golden Light, Fang Yun glanced ahead.
Ahead was a large platform of about 100,000 miles in radius, protruding from the Dusk Fortress like a hat brim.
On the large platform, there are ninety-nine magic arrays of various shapes and colors. Every nine magic arrays are controlled by a holy ancestor. There is a great saint on top of each magic array, and in the center of each magic array, there is an ancestral treasure inlaid.
Ninety-nine layers of light enveloped the large platform.
There are many buildings on the big platform, with imperial style, dragon style, and human style.
The mountain of books is shaking.
Fang Yun looked at the human-style building.
There is the Inverted Peak Mountain, which is exactly the same as the Inverted Peak Mountain in the Shengyuan Continent, with the peak pointing down, the bottom of the mountain on top, and on the top of the mountain, the buildings of the Holy Academy are connected.
In front of the Temple of All Saints, all the saints of the human race were practicing with their eyes closed.
Fang Yun watched quietly.
However, the rest of the saints and ancestors opened their eyes wide and looked ahead in disbelief.
All the saints of the human race were there. Although they had no bodies, they had translucent bodies composed of strange power. Except for the difference in their bodies, they had literary courage, holy power, and holy thoughts. Everything was exactly the same as when they were alive.
However, more than half of the semi-saints had dimmed light on their bodies, some were even incomplete, and were recovering at an extremely slow pace.
Fang Yun observed carefully and found that every half-saint who fell was there, and every great saint who fell was there.
Fang Yun's eyes moved, and then he looked towards the battlefield deep in the golden light.
Deep in the golden light, holy power was like a tide, murderous intent was like a knife, the holy path was disordered, and the dense and terrifying power was intertwined together, but it still could not block Fang Yun's gaze.
Except for the aura of the supreme being surging in the deepest part of the battlefield, nothing on the battlefield could hide from Fang Yun's eyes.
Even some Jin Zu who clearly didn't see Fang Yun were so frightened and stepped back, looking around suspiciously after being looked at by Fang Yun.
After scanning the battlefield, Fang Yun looked towards the Holy Temple on Daofeng Mountain again.
Fang Yun couldn't see Confucius.