The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 2900 Ancient Sacrifice

"I will preside over the sacrifice ceremony in exchange for enough power to take out the treasure. However..." Emperor Ji looked at Fang Yun and said, "Since there is no guarantee that the spirituality of the Taichu Tree can be completely stimulated, this means that you have to be at the edge of the battlefield, at the critical moment, you have to hold the Time and Space Treasure and the treasure at the same time, and then use the treasure to awaken the Taichu Tree, and ask the Taichu Tree to use the time and space channel to strangle the World-Destroying Emperor Dragon."

"Okay!" Fang Yun was eager to enter the chaotic vacuum to practice again.

"Okay, then, we need to make the final preparations. At the same time, we must learn the battle plan of the instructor and make a retreat plan if it fails." Emperor Ji said, and his mind seemed to look at Emperor Yuan behind Fang Yun intentionally or unintentionally.

After the ancestors made a complete plan, the Hundred Winged Turtle Dragon entered a secret space, Emperor Ji began to build an altar, and the other saints stood outside the Hundred Winged Turtle Dragon, emitting powerful white divine light.

The divine light they emitted was connected into one, layered, and completely covered the Hundred Winged Turtle Dragon.

Fang Yun stood at the entrance of the ancestral temple and looked out.

He saw a very primitive and simple altar appearing in the flat land in front of him. The stones were placed together in a mess, forming a gravel mountain more than ten feet high. The gravel was mainly blue-black, with some light and dark stripes from time to time.

On the surface, this altar was simply a pile of stones piled up by children, just a little higher.

After careful observation, Fang Yun found that the material of these stones was the same as the houses of the imperial family, all of which were Taichu stones.

"Big hand..." Fang Yun thought.

Then, Di Ji built a similar stone pile with Taichu stones.

"Come over!" Di Ji said in the distance.

Fang Yun flew there, and Di Yuan followed closely behind him.

Swish...

On the stone pile in the east, the Holy Ancestor Di He appeared.

Dihe hunched his back, his whole body covered with jade armor. From a close distance, Fang Yun could clearly see that the surface of Dihe's jade armor was obviously not as shiny as that of other saints, and even faint shadows could be seen inside, like the spots of an old man.

Fang Yun saluted Diji and Dihe, and flew to the western pile of stones to stand.

Then, Diji, like an ancient shaman, cut his whole body with wounds, then smeared blood all over his body, posed in various strange postures, jumped and chanted, and kept walking around the two altars.

Diji's voice was high and loud, but also weird and funny, with a crooked mouth and nose, and crazy.

Unlike ordinary sacrifices, wherever Diji passed, a thick black light was left on the ground, condensing and not dispersing.

After a while, the black light slowly rose, constantly moving and floating in the air, interweaving with each other, and soon gathered into one extremely mysterious pattern after another.

At first, the patterns were small, like sand, pebbles, leaves, and the bottom of the water. Then, these patterns continued to gather, forming beaches, mountains, forests, and rivers. Then, these patterns began to merge, forming three-dimensional black stars that seemed to be cut out of black paper.

There were more and more black stars, filling the sky.

When the black stars were formed, Fang Yun only took a look and fell into a stagnation.

The witch formation in Fang Yun's eyes disappeared, the starry sky in the distance disappeared, and the saints disappeared, as if he was in a void.

Then, an infinite amount of divine light suddenly lit up behind him, filling the world.

Fang Yun saw that a series of clearly visible holy ways gathered together, like a torrent, erupting from behind him. He could see a large amount of holy torrents gushing forward, as if he was in the long river of holy ways, watching the long river rushing forward.

Fang Yun looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.

The Holy Way is an invisible and immaterial existence, just like the law of the Holy Way of "the alternation of the four seasons", which itself cannot be seen or touched. All the things related to the Holy Way that have been seen before are the power formed when the Holy Way is stimulated, not the Holy Way itself.

Even the trajectory of the Holy Way is only a trace of the movement of power, not a trace of the real Holy Way.

However, at this moment, all the Holy Ways are real.

It is not materialization, because these Holy Ways are still invisible and immaterial. The reason why they can be seen is that these Holy Ways have just been born from the primordial period and have not yet been fully formed, just like the fetus of the human race.

These real and visualized Holy Ways are so fragile, but they carry the most powerful power between heaven and earth and spread to all realms.

Fang Yun wanted to describe these Holy Ways, such as color, length, size, but found that he could not describe them in any language.

He could clearly see it and knew its appearance, but he could not express it in words.

"It is indeed the real Holy Way." Fang Yun showed an unprecedented calmness and leisure for some reason.

The torrent of the Holy Way was so vast and mighty, but Fang Yun was just like the most ignorant fool. He didn't observe carefully, didn't memorize it, didn't record it in the strange book of heaven and earth, and didn't try to figure it out.

Fang Yun actually closed his eyes!

Fang Yun, he would never see those effective Holy Ways again, and he would never know the source of these Holy Ways again. It seemed that he had lost the best opportunity to comprehend the Holy Ways.

If a semi-saint or a great saint saw this scene, he would want to kill Fang Yun. This was simply a waste of heaven's gift.

That was the Holy Way of the Beginning, the origin of the Holy Way, and the most fundamental rule between heaven and earth. Because it had not fully grown, it was easiest to comprehend it. That was the key to understanding the Holy Way.

As long as he could comprehend these Holy Ways, he would be crowned as an ancestor in the near future.

However, Di Ji and Di He, who were in the witch formation, looked at Fang Yun, then looked at each other, and nodded at the same time.

Emperor Ji was fine, but there was a trace of regret in Emperor He's eyes, and even deep remorse.

Emperor He couldn't help but think of what Fang Yun had said to the saints of the Emperor Clan before.

"You are watching, while I am observing; you are thinking, while I am pondering; you are recalling, while I am reflecting."

The reason why the Taichu clans are superior to ordinary Taichu creatures and why they frighten future generations is that they can sense the opening of the primordial universe and the establishment of the myriad worlds at the moment of their birth.

Almost all the Taichu clans did the opposite of Fang Yun when they were born, including Emperor He. They were all attracted by the torrent of the Holy Dao in front of them, and greedily memorized and comprehended everything they saw and gained. The more they remembered and comprehended, the higher their future achievements would be, and they could even be quickly canonized as saints and ancestors.

Emperor He was the one who had the most memory and understanding of the torrent of the Holy Dao among the first few generations of the Emperor Clan, so he could live until now, and even if his power was completely gone, he could live for tens of thousands of years.

But Emperor He regretted it.

Di He looked at Fang Yun with a kind gaze, as if he was looking at his own children and grandchildren.

The second person in the Di clan who did not go to see the Holy Dao Flood finally appeared, and he was also the third person in the Ten Thousand Worlds.

The World-Destroying Emperor Dragon and Emperor Ji did not go to see these Holy Dao Floods when they were born.

The World-Destroying Emperor Dragon, Emperor Ji and Fang Yun, all three of them closed their eyes at this time.