The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 3289: All Ancestors Gathered

All the saints exclaimed, and the voices became smaller and smaller towards the end, and even trembled a little.

What did Fang Yun do in the core of the ancient world?

Did he rob the core of the ancient world?

Why are all the legendary treasures hanging on the Emperor God Tree?

Why did Fang Yun just shake the Emperor God Tree, and the ancestral power of the Nine-Eyed Saint Ancestor was disintegrated?

Even the Saint Ancestor in the realm of immortality is no more than this!

Only a few saints who are obsessed with ancestral treasures stared at the treasures on the Emperor God Tree as if they were staring at the eyes of a lover.

"Where is the Wolf Fang Saint's thoughts? Answer this emperor!" The Sword Ancestor raised the throne and looked down at Fang Yun.

Fang Yun was stunned for a moment. In the ancient demon inheritance, the Sword Ancestor would not call himself the emperor. Could it be...

"Are you the Doomsday Emperor Luan Mang?" Fang Yun blurted out, stunned. He never expected that as soon as he left the core of the ancient world, he would meet such a big man standing at the top of all worlds.

The Sword Ancestor did not answer, but just looked at Fang Yun quietly with his sword-shaped eyes.

Fang Yun thought for a moment, then suddenly realized, and said: "Is this your clone or puppet? Your real body should not be able to reach here. Looking at the breath of the Sword Ancestor, it has been sealed for many years. As expected of the Great Emperor Luan Mang, he has prepared for so long. However, your preparations back then were not for me. Let me imagine... Well, it seems that your goal is the entire Kunlun Ancient Realm. If the Lord of Ten Thousand Realms cannot control the Kunlun Ancient Realm, what kind of Lord of Ten Thousand Realms is he? Am I right?"

"This emperor asks you, where is the wolf fang!" The Sword Ancestor sat high on the throne and did not answer Fang Yun's words.

"It's right under my feet." Fang Yun smiled and looked at the Sword Ancestor Luan Mang. The saintly thoughts in the literary world were frantically deducing and looking around at the same time.

"Fang Yun, why is the Emperor God Tree in your hand! Quack!"

A loud and vast voice seemed to come from all directions of heaven and earth at the same time, full of supreme majesty, but was eventually destroyed by a quack.

The void cracked, and a giant gray poison frog with a body size of more than 100,000 feet jumped out and hovered in the air. It did not stand with the Sword Ancestor Luan Mang, nor with Fang Yun, as if it had become the third party here.

The gray poison ancestor was gray-green all over, and his body was covered with huge tumors. The epidermis of each tumor was translucent, and through the epidermis, you could see the black-green liquid rippling in it.

If you look more closely, each translucent tumor is an independent ancient land, where countless creatures are struggling, enduring the erosion of the black-green poison, and will never have peace.

The entire ancestral body of the gray poison ancestor is like a hell, imprisoning all living things.

"Your level of mastery of the Void Saint Way is so low? Your grandfather is much better than you. I didn't expect your grandson to be so disappointing." Fang Yun shook his head.

"How dare you!" The gray poison ancestor was furious, raised his frog flippers high, and was about to slap him. Fang Yun waved his hand casually, and the void swamp enveloped the gray poison ancestor.

The Grey Poison Ancestor seemed to be covered by light grey glass within a thousand miles, and it was dark. This power was not strong, but it was extremely subtle.

The ancestors just looked at it casually, and then they were all stunned. They didn't understand it!

Not only did they not understand the principle of the void swamp, they didn't understand the form of the void holy way, and they couldn't tell what skills Fang used.

As for the great saints and half saints on the Royal Mountain, they were even more confused. In their eyes, the gray void swamp in front of them was just a space with different colors, without any other special features. At this moment, they seemed to know nothing about the holy way.

"Lord of the Void? Have you seen my grandfather?" The Grey Poison Ancestor looked at Fang Yun, his voice trembling.

This is the realm that all the saints and ancestors who practice the void holy way dream of.

Fang Yun has reached the pinnacle of the void holy way before he became a saint ancestor. How terrifying it is.

"What Lord of the Void! Humph!"

Suddenly, three not-so-large figures descended.

The three Saint Ancestors looked very similar, all of them were giants, covered with green scales, with golden eyes and black pupils like the dragons, with arms folded across their chests, and a stern look.

The three giant gods were no more than a thousand feet tall, and they looked extremely small in front of the ancestors who were often a hundred thousand feet tall.

However, the three ancestors seemed to have monopolized time and space, and formed their own world. No matter how tall others were, as long as they looked at the three of them, the three of them would be taller than the sky in anyone's eyes, surpassing all the ancestors.

"Is my little Fang Yun back?"

A black shadow seemed to have crossed countless time and space, appeared beside Fang Yun, and shrunk to the same size as Fang Yun, like a woman cut out in the night, mysterious and elegant.

"You are growing so fast, I am afraid I will have to depend on you soon..."

"Stop flirting here!"

Two giant mountains fell from the sky, crushing the universe, shattering the heavens, and surrounded by dense space fragments, appearing on the east side where the three giant gods and the Lord of Gray Poison and others were.

Then, one after another, the saint ancestors crossed the void and descended here.

Including the saint ancestors who have been sleeping for many years.

The saint ancestors of the giant gods, mountain tribes, night tribes, eye tribes, spirit tribes, bone tribes, wind ancestors, gray poison giant frog tribes, etc., all descended here.

Except for a few saint ancestors such as the Canghui Ancestor and the Phoenix Ancestor, all the saint ancestors of the Kunlun Ancient Realm have arrived here.

When the number of saint ancestors reached ten, an umbrella-shaped divine light was released outside the Kunlun Palace in the middle of the Royal Family Mountain, which opened up the sky and earth, exuding a magnificent ancestral power and a mighty force, covering a radius of one billion miles.

If there was no protection from the great power of Kunlun, once there was too much ancestral power here, the agitation between the ancestral powers alone would be enough to destroy the Royal Family Mountain.

To prevent accidents, all the Saints tried their best to restrain their power. Even so, the space within thousands of feet around most Saints was constantly broken and healed, flickering.

Ordinary space can no longer support the main bodies of the ancestors.

Fang Yun was in the north, the four ancestors including the Sword Ancestor Puppet of Luanmang, the Nine-Eyed Saint Ancestor, the Black Melting Saint Ancestor and the Cloud Ancestor were located in the south outside the Royal Mountain, and the rest of the Kunlun ancestors were sparsely arranged in the east of Kunlun Mountain.

Unlike the rest of the Kunlun ancestors, the Qingzu and the Hezu took the initiative to salute Fang Yun after seeing him, calling him Fangzu, and were very respectful.

The rest of the Saints asked the two ancestors why, but the two ancestors kept silent.

The Kunlun ancestors looked at Fang Yun, their hearts were flying, and they had a vague feeling of something bad.

Before, when they held a meeting of the ancestors, Fang Yun was just a great saint. When they came out, Fang Yun had already escaped.

Unexpectedly, after only a few years of not seeing each other, Fang Yun actually surpassed the peak great saint and became a temporary ancestor, just one step away from becoming a real Saint Ancestor.

What's more, Fang Yun still has the legendary Emperor God Tree in his hand.

Many Saint Ancestors know the value of the Emperor God Tree, and they know that it is difficult for non-emperor clans to control the Emperor God Tree, let alone a great saint.

What they fear most is the ball of destruction that Fang Yun sent out before.

Now there are still twenty-seven overlapping ancestral breaths outside the Royal Mountain. The four Saint Ancestors who were attacked need to fight against these twenty-seven ancestral breaths for a long time to avoid being assimilated by these twenty-seven ancestral breaths.

The two Saint Ancestors who died completely before were obviously because their Saint Dao was not strong enough and they did not establish the Saint Ancestor's "Great World". In addition, they were not prepared, and the twenty-seven Saint Ancestor's Saint Dao invaded their Saint Body, causing the Saint Dao to collapse and completely fall.