The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 3337 The Greatest Human Race

Even the semi-saints who died not long ago all possessed the top four realms of literary courage.

They were only emitting a water-colored clear light, which looked far less terrifying than the golden light of the Golden Ancestor, nor as powerful as the peak Saint Ancestor, but these literary courage clear lights had a strange aura.

The heaven and earth cannot be broken, the Supreme cannot be insulted, immortal and eternal.

Don't kneel before the sky, don't worship the ancestors.

Where one person is, heaven and earth are equal.

The golden light that seemed to have shone for countless thousands of years dimmed in front of this clear light.

The aura of the 19 Golden Ancestors in front was directly cut by 30%!

The eyes of those peak Golden Ancestors actually flashed with surprise and doubt.

"The Greatest Human Race!" Fang Yun said.

"The Greatest Human Race!" The Saints said in unison.

The peak Saint Ancestors of the Emperor and Dragon Clan were all stunned. They didn't know whether the human race suddenly became stronger or had been hiding their strength.

Before, only Confucius had a fifth-level literary courage, and the rest were only at the fourth level.

Now, not counting Fang Yun, the human race actually has nine saints with fifth-level literary courage, which is almost equivalent to adding nine slightly weaker peak saint ancestors out of thin air.

The so-called "slightly weaker" refers to individuals. These nine human saints, fighting alone, will definitely not be the opponent of any peak golden ancestor.

However, the peak saint ancestors of the imperial clan and dragon clan know that now the human race's hundred saints will definitely be able to suppress the nine peak golden ancestors if they join forces.

Emperor Lan carefully looked at the human race's hundred saints, then looked at Shushan, and finally looked at Fang Yun. He was sure that the reason why the human race became stronger was related to Fang Yun, but he found that Fang Yun's realm was a bit unusually high, and he couldn't see through it at all.

Emperor Lan could even see through the realm of a few ancestral dragons, but he couldn't figure out Fang Yun's aura at all.

He felt that although they were both fifth-level literary heroes, Fang Yun's literary hero was invisible and traceless, while the literary heroes of the nine human saints were obviously slightly inferior.

The expressions of the nineteen Golden Ancestors opposite them changed slightly.

Since ancient times, the battles between the Golden Ancestors and the Imperial Dragon Clan have always been to use the majority to bully the minority. If the numbers are equal, the Golden Ancestors are no match at all.

And now, judging from the numbers alone, the two sides are already equal.

"Brother, do you want to do it?" The Hell-Suppressing Evil Dragon held the Dragon-Slaying Sword in his claws, eager to try.

Fang Yun nodded slightly.

The Hell-Suppressing Evil Dragon laughed, and it was exactly the same as when he fought with Luan Mang, waving the huge Dragon-Slaying Sword to chop at a peak Golden Ancestor.

The Dragon-Eating Vine Ancestor then waved the Taiyuan Gate and the Bright Mountain and smashed at a peak Golden Ancestor.

The two peak Golden Ancestors showed helplessness on their faces. The Hell-Suppressing Evil Dragon and the Dragon-Eating Vine Ancestor were holding the Treasure of the Ten Thousand Worlds, which was at the level of the treasures of the Ancestral Dragon and the Emperor Qian. At most, they had only dealt with the Primordial Treasure.

The seven peak Saint Ancestors of the Dragon Clan and the Emperor Clan saw this and each chose a peak Golden Ancestor to attack without Fang Yun's order.

Shushan flew forward, and the Hundred Saints joined forces to kill the remaining peak Golden Ancestors.

As soon as they fought, the peak Golden Ancestors were defeated.

They were not peak Saint Ancestors who had practiced from scratch. Not to mention compared with the realm-falling Luan Mang, they were not as good as ordinary peak Saint Ancestors and could not stop the wolf-like and tiger-like opponents.

Only ten breaths after the battle, the Hell-Suppressing Evil Dragon cut his opponent in half with one sword.

The peak Golden Ancestor quickly regenerated his flesh and blood, but his aura dropped by 20% and his strength was even weaker. There was almost no suspense in the next step. The Hell-Suppressing Evil Dragon killed him five times in a row and finally killed him completely.

"Hahahaha... Killing this kind of peak Saint Ancestor is so cool, much more satisfying than killing Luan Mang!" The Prison Evil Dragon roared loudly.

Fang Yun rolled his eyes at the Prison Evil Dragon and said, "My men appreciate it, try to keep the whole body, I have a great use."

The ancestors did not ask the reason, and killed the enemy silently, but their methods changed slightly.

The Prison Evil Dragon vaguely guessed Fang Yun's intention, sighed helplessly, restrained the killing intent on the Dragon Slashing Sword, and attacked the next target.

Because the whole body had to be kept, the battle was a little difficult.

Fang Yun did not participate in the battle from beginning to end, as if he was closing his eyes to rest his mind, but in fact he was using this chaotic boundary to temper his literary courage.

The saints did not dare to do this.

The saints only dared to use the chaotic vacuum to temper, and this chaotic boundary could split the literary courage. Except Fang Yun, no one dared to temper it in this way.

While tempering the literary courage, Fang Yun wrote books in the literary world with the holy thoughts.

The battle ahead was full of divine light and might. If it hadn't been in the Chaos Boundary, the Ten Thousand Worlds would have been completely shattered, and the entire universe would have turned into chaos.

But here, all power was absorbed by the Chaos Boundary, without affecting the outside world at all.

Fang Yun sat quietly in the battlefield to practice.

After an unknown amount of time, Fang Yun suddenly opened his eyes.

The battle was over, and the bodies of twelve peak golden ancestors were placed in front of them. Although they were all missing, they were still intact. In addition, there were some broken bodies.

The peak saints of the Imperial Clan and Dragon Clan looked at those bodies, their eyes lit up slightly. These were real treasures. As long as there was enough time and divine materials, each corpse could be trained into a Taichu treasure. If the divine materials were better, it might even be possible to train into a treasure of the Ten Thousand Worlds.

Although it might not be as good as the Taiyuan Gate or the Dragon Slaying Platform, it was definitely not worse than ordinary treasures of the Ten Thousand Worlds.

Before this, they simply couldn't harvest such complete corpses, at most some debris.

"Not bad! You can divide the rest equally." Fang Yun stretched out his hand and took away the twelve peak golden ancestors, leaving a large number of fragments.

The Dragon Devouring Vine Ancestor and the Prison-Suppressing Evil Dragon took their share without hesitation and ate it in big mouthfuls, directly absorbing the power of the Peak Golden Ancestor.

The human saints had to watch their eating manners and sent it into the Book Mountain to slowly absorb it.

The peak saints of the Imperial Clan and Dragon Clan each absorbed it in their own way.

Suddenly, a woman wearing the Imperial Clan Jade Armor entered the Chaos Boundary.

"Am I not late?" The woman's voice was crisp and pleasant, resounding through the sky.

"Emperor Luo!" Emperor Lan was the first to recognize that the two belonged to the Imperial Clan of the same era.

Emperor Luo casually threw a stone carving to Fang Yun and said lazily: "At that time, I just sensed that you were a descendant of the Imperial Clan and had a unique identity, but I didn't expect that you were actually a teacher of the Imperial Clan. My memory was restored when you were canonized."

Fang Yun took the Zhenhuang Tianke, smiled at Emperor Luo, and said: "I remember that you said you would pay it back tenfold."

"When the day when the Gouhuang Armor takes effect, it will be the time to repay." Emperor Luo said.

Fang Yun was slightly stunned, then understood, and said: "So that's it. Let's go."

The Prison Evil Dragon suddenly shouted: "Brother, did this old lady Di Luo kiss your kid back then? I don't know why, but I suddenly have a lot of memories in my mind."

"Do you think this ancestor dare not kill you?" Di Luo glared at the Prison Evil Dragon, his eyebrows were like stars, his eyes were like swords, and he slashed the earth and the sky.

"Hehe, I'm just talking, just talking, who told you to kill my clone back then..." The Prison Evil Dragon quickly shrank behind the Dragon Devouring Vine Ancestor, who moved away without a sound.

Fang Yun took a step forward and reached the depths of the Chaos Boundary.

"Brother, wait for me!" The Prison Evil Dragon rushed over with all his strength.