The yellow aura of the Dragon Saint's corpse filled the sky like a thick fog, like an ever-expanding monster, constantly spreading in all directions, as if it was devouring the world and exterminating all things. Everything fell into deathly silence wherever it passed.
Like the messenger from the underworld and the evil spirit from the demon world.
Fang Yun still stood there motionless.
"Fang Yun, are you crazy? Run!" Zhang Zhixing shouted.
Judd sighed and said, "Zhixing, forget it. Don't struggle in vain. This is the Dragon Saint Corpse Qi. If no one stops it, just what we can see can turn the entire Shengyuan Continent into a living hell."
"But... I'm unwilling to accept this! Twenty years of hard study and writing will all go to waste!" Kong Detian was shocked, with sadness in his eyes.
Zhang Zhixing said angrily, "It doesn't matter if I die. Since I have entered this place, I should be prepared to die. But Fang Yun is obviously a semi-saint. If he dies here, it will be an immeasurable loss to our human race. Gu Jiao Hou, I will not let him go even if I turn into a ghost!"
"I don't believe it. There must be a way to deal with the Dragon Saint Corpse Qi!"
"Corpse Qi itself is the power of the Dragon Saint, representing the end and death. There are so many of them here, even if a semi-saint of my race comes, we can only barely guarantee that they will not die. As for those below the semi-saint, as many as come, they will die! That's all, it's nothing more than death, but I can't accept being killed by the Ancient Dragon Marquis!"
"Alas... I don't want to die." Sun Renbing sighed, expressing everyone's thoughts.
The dark cloud of death hung over everyone's head, as if it was the eve of a storm, and everyone's heart was heavy.
In the face of death and the corpse of the Dragon Saint, even these chosen ones and successful candidates in the Holy Academy felt lost and helpless, and felt deep despair.
This is the power of the holy way. Even if a great scholar came in person, he would be powerless to save the situation and could only wait for death.
The dragon saint's corpse was getting closer and closer. The sky and the earth were dark.
Kong Detian suddenly bowed to everyone and said with a smile: "I, Kong Detian, have lived an upright life. Although I am unwilling to die here, I have no regrets. The days in the Holy Courtyard and Liangjie Mountain are still vivid in my mind, as if it were yesterday. Thank you all for your care over the years. I have been here, cried, laughed, and now I am leaving. I say goodbye first."
Everyone was stunned and started smiling, everyone's eyes were full of calmness.
“Yes, we are destined to be together. Although we cannot be born on the same day, we can die on the same day. I believe I won’t be lonely on the road to the underworld with all of you accompanying me.” Sun Renbing bowed with a smile.
"Ren Bing said it well. It is my honor to die on the same day as the most outstanding scholars of the human race. No regrets, no regrets!" Jade said with a smile.
Suddenly, there was a crisp sound between Kong Detian’s eyebrows.
Everyone was stunned and immediately congratulated him.
"Congratulations to Brother Detian for reaching the first level of literary talent!"
"Congratulations. Congratulations!"
Kong Detian smiled and said, "If I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening!"
For Fang Yun and Yan Yukong, achieving the first level of literary talent may be just the beginning, but for anyone else, achieving the first level of literary talent during the Jinshi period is a very high achievement.
The overwhelming aura of the Dragon Saint's corpse was getting closer and closer, and was already a hundred feet away from the crowd.
The flying speed of the Dragon Saint Corpse Qi was too fast, making a strange sound. Everyone felt as if a cat's claws were scratching their hearts, and they were uneasy.
A strange aura of saintly ways enveloped everyone. The fearlessness and fearlessness of the people before were completely shattered by this powerful aura of saintly ways. Everyone fell into deep panic, and an unprecedented feeling of sadness arose in their hearts.
This power did not act on their bodies, but pressed on their literary palaces, literary courage, and spiritual thoughts like a mountain, and also on their hearts.
However, even though the power of the Holy Way was irresistible, everyone still stood up straight, but their eyes were no longer filled with calmness, but deep sorrow.
"Thank you all, let's die together with a smile on our faces!" Kong Detian forced an ugly smile, the corners of his mouth trembling slightly. He was using all his strength to resist the breath of the Holy Way.
However, the Holy Way is the Holy Way, and even the aura it exudes is not something that any scholar can withstand.
"Sad! Sad! Sad! I will play a song to send myself and all of you off on your journey!" Yun Nong Zhang said as he sat on the ground, took out a zither, and began to play the ancient music "Changmen Yuan". Waves of sadness spread with the sound of the zither.
Under the dual influence of the power of the Holy Way and the power of resentful songs, everyone finally began to cry.
"It's not my fault that God has killed me..." Yun Nong Zhang said slowly.
"The holy path collapsed, and there was nothing that could be done to save the situation..."
At the same time, Fang Yun suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, he entered the Wen Palace and tried to communicate with the young tree of heaven with his divine thoughts, because the first divine object the young tree of heaven needed was the Dragon Saint Corpse Qi!
Fang Yun originally thought that he would never be able to make the sapling of the Heavenly Tree grow, but after seeing the corpse of the Dragon Saint, he was overjoyed and immediately entered the Wen Palace.
After Fang Yun sensed that the Sky Tree seedling could absorb the Dragon Saint's corpse qi, he left the Wen Palace. A huge suction force came from between his eyebrows, and all the Dragon Saint's corpse qi nearby began to spin and turned into a cone-shaped cloud of qi. The tip entered the Wen Palace and was absorbed by the Sky Tree seedling, without causing any damage to Fang Yun.
Fang Yun calmed down and heard crying from behind. He turned his head and saw someone writing quickly in confusion while holding up a piece of paper.
"Why are you crying?"
The crying stopped abruptly.
Fang Yun's five words were like a sharp sword of the Holy Way that cut off all other voices. Everyone raised their heads and stared at Fang Yun in amazement.
At this moment, the yellow Dragon Saint corpse gas in the sky had formed a thick tornado, and a large amount of Dragon Saint corpse gas was sucked into the top of the tornado.
The tornado was thick at the top and thin at the bottom, with the bottom as thin as a silver needle, which directly pierced Fang Yun's forehead.
Fang Yun had a puzzled look on his face, as if nothing had happened.
In everyone's eyes, Fang Yun seemed to have become the Lord of the Storm!
Everyone rubbed their eyes hurriedly. Rubbing once was not enough, so they rubbed two or three times before stopping.
"You, you, you... Are you absorbing the energy of the Dragon Saint's corpse? Are you crazy or am I crazy? Are you still human?" Yun Nongzhang roared.
“You… solved the problem of the Dragon Saint’s corpse qi?” Kong Detian was completely dumbfounded. The Kong family had countless books, and he knew the most about the legends of various characters and the miracles of semi-saints. But a newly promoted Jinshi actually absorbed the Dragon Saint’s corpse qi. Even a semi-saint could not do this!
The holy aura of the Dragon Saint's corpse was cut off by the Heavenly Tree seedling, the resentful song also stopped, and everyone reacted immediately.
"Yes, why are we crying?" Sun Renbing asked while wiping his tears.
Kong Detian then realized that he was in tears. He quickly covered his face with his sleeves and washed them away with his energy.
Fang Yun couldn't help laughing when he saw all the distinguished scholars from the Holy Academy crying their faces off.
Kong Detian blushed and said with a dark face: "You are not allowed to tell this to anyone, otherwise we will lose all our face!"
Fang Yun smiled and said nothing.
"Well! You must not let anyone know! Absolutely not! If you dare to tell, we will..." Yun Nongzhang thought about it and didn't know what to use to threaten Fang Yun.
"Huh? What can you do?" Fang Yun glanced at Yun Nongzhang and raised another piece of paper in his hand.
"We'll just... block your door!" Yun Nongzhang said this with a scoundrel-like demeanor, making Fang Yun and the others laugh and cry.
"Business matters are more important! Fang Yun, you...how did you do that? That's the Dragon Saint's Corpse Qi! If you can absorb the Dragon Saint's Corpse Qi, that means you have mastered the power of the Holy Way! If you can use the Dragon Saint's Corpse Qi to kill the enemy in the future, who below the Half Saint can be your opponent?"
Fang Yun was about to tell others that he had the sapling of the Heavenly Tree, but he realized that he couldn't talk about this kind of thing casually. These people might not betray him, but if they told their relatives and friends, those relatives and friends might not keep their mouths shut.
Fang Yun shook his head to indicate that he didn't want to say anything. Then his eyes flashed, he gestured to everyone, then turned around and closed his eyes.
The other seven people stood behind Fang Yun, quietly watching the shocking scene before them.
At the beginning, the corpse qi of the Dragon Saint in front was surging, and then was absorbed by the corpse qi tornado above Fang Yun's head. But after a while, the tornado actively absorbed the corpse qi of the Dragon Saint from all directions.
The Dragon Saint's corpse energy in the entire desert seemed to be forced to fly towards Fang Yun.
“This is really eye-opening! I thought he had already exceeded the limit of the human race when he absorbed the dragon energy. Now watching him absorb the energy of the Dragon Saint corpse, I understand that he has already exceeded the limit of the demon race!”
"It's not just the limit of the demon race. I dare say that except for the Great Sage of the Dragon Race, even the old Dragon Sage of the East Sea can't absorb the Dragon Sage's corpse qi so easily!"
Kong Detian analyzed, "I just guessed that Fang Yun has obtained the sapling of the Heavenly Tree, and the sapling of the Heavenly Tree just needs the Dragon Saint Corpse Qi. However, this doesn't make sense, because the Dragon Saint Corpse Qi has to pass through Fang Yun's Wen Palace and touch Fang Yun's body. It is impossible that there is no effect at all. It's too strange."
"Indeed, it can't be just because he can write imperial poems. However, perhaps it has something to do with his Dragon Stone."
"Yes, his Dragon Ascending Stone is used exclusively by the dragon race, so it may be different."
"It should have nothing to do with the Heavenly Tree..."
While everyone was discussing, Fang Yun's spirit entered the Wen Palace, just because of a word from Kong Detian.
Kong Detian said before that if he could mobilize the power of the Dragon Saint’s corpse, he would be invincible in the world.
Fang Yun stood in the Wen Palace and looked around, and saw a very compressed strand of Dragon Saint corpse qi penetrate into the Wen Palace and enter the sapling of the Heavenly Tree.
At the same time, Fang Yun clearly felt that a trace of holy aura in the Dragon Saint's corpse was spreading in the Wen Palace. Then, the miniature Wenqu Star in the Wen Palace's starry sky shone brightly, suppressing the holy aura.
Suddenly, the sniper's tongue made a slight sound, and a very small breath of holy way suddenly penetrated into the sniper's tongue.
Fang Yun was greatly shocked, fearing that the aura of the Holy Way would affect the time of conceiving the sword, and he nervously looked at the golden ancient sword of talent.
After staring for a long time, Fang Yun breathed a sigh of relief. The holy aura did not strengthen the power of the true dragon's remains, but entered into the dragon pattern and enhanced the power of the dragon pattern!
Although the original dragon pattern was solid, it was still flat. But now, the dragon pattern on the Caiqi Ancient Sword was slightly bulging and protruding, and it really looked like it was carved out of gold.
Fang Yun was overjoyed. This should be the real dragon pattern in the legend, because the dragon pattern on the dragon bones of the dragon clan is exactly the same as this dragon pattern. (To be continued...)