The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 3331 Chapter 3300 Punish the Emperor!

Emperor Sheng was almost choked. After a few coughs, he said, "Golden Ancestor is what we call those subordinates of the Great Heavenly Venerable."

"How is the source of vitality?" Fang Yun asked.

The saints were silent for a long time. Emperor Hong said, "Except for the time when the ancestor Emperor Ji broke through the defense line when he died, opened the source of vitality once, and completely built the Twilight 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 and fell on the statue of the Hundred Winged Turtle Dragon.

"When did the Hundred Wings die?"

"Integrated into the Twilight Fortress with the ancestor Emperor Ji." Emperor Sheng said.

"Did Emperor Han not ascend to the Supreme?" Fang Yun looked at the statue of Emperor Han.

"Originally, the ancestor Emperor Han had great hope, but unfortunately he was set up by the Great Heavenly Venerable. In order to save the other saints, he had to continue, and finally died."

"How is the Emperor Ting..."

Fang Yun asked the saints he had known one by one.

After asking one by one, Fang Yun was silent for a long time, and suddenly looked at the end of the road, which was a starry sky gate.

"How are the saints of the human race?" Fang Yun asked.

"Under the leadership of Kong Zu, the saints of the human race have made outstanding achievements, not inferior to any peak saint ancestor." Di Sheng said sincerely.

Fang Yun looked up at the starry sky gate, and after a long time, he stepped forward.

"Follow me, punish Huang Tian!" Fang Yun said as he walked, and his voice spread throughout the Dusk Fortress.

Fang Yun's footsteps were like the drums of heaven and earth, and like the divine bells of the world. Every time he landed, it caused a roar that never stopped.

"Punish Huang Tian!" The evil dragon of the prison roared loudly and followed Fang Yun.

"Punish Huang Tian!" Qing Zu almost used up all his strength.

The more he knew, the heavier the hatred in his heart.

"Punish Huang Tian!" The ancestors roared in unison.

The great saints also wanted to shout, but they found that no matter how they opened their mouths, they couldn't shout.

A strange scene appeared.

Some children and young dragons of the imperial family shouted out.

"Zhu Huangtian!"

Moreover, those children and young dragons of the imperial family who shouted these three words did not suffer any harm.

These young children were fearless.

"So that's it..."

Di Yu suddenly gritted his teeth, his muscles bulged, veins exposed, and his face was hideous. Then, burning his strength and even his life, he slowly opened his mouth.

"Zhu... Huang... Tian..."

Di Yu said three unformed words as if there was air leaking from his mouth.

After saying this, Di Yu's eyes lit up, and the world was clear.

"Zhu Huangtian!" Di Yu repeated again, this time his voice was clear and loud, and his words were clear and round.

Di Yu's aura increased at an unstoppable speed.

"He will be crowned as an ancestor soon..."

Di Sheng and Di Hong looked at Di Yu in disbelief.

The three are the most outstanding great saints of this generation of the imperial family.

Di Sheng is steady and cautious, taking one step at a time, and his path to the holy way is extremely solid.

Di Hong is a true genius, and his talent is even higher than Di Sheng and Di Yu.

Di Yu's talent is not as good as Di Hong's, and he is not as steady as Di Sheng. He often says some frivolous words, often makes mistakes, and always does some ridiculous things.

Whether it is the emperor clan or the dragon clan, all the saints and ancestors think that Di Yu will be the last ancestor to be canonized.

However, they did not expect that Di Yu would be the first of the three saints of the emperor clan to be canonized.

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 of breaking that layer of shackles and cages..."

Fang Yun and his party entered the gate of the starry sky.

Infinite amounts of golden light came into view.

Even though he had become the peak of the saint ancestor, Fang Yun instinctively narrowed his eyes slightly.

This is a world shrouded in strong golden light, which seems to be the beginning of the catastrophe, the end of the end of the world, and the end of all things.

Anyone who is illuminated will have his power dissipated, his mind disordered, and his life lost.

He can only consume the holy power to fight.

Fang Yun stared at the golden light in the sky, and a faint light flickered in his eyes.

This time, Fang Yun saw the complete Holy Path of the outside world, as well as the Holy Path in the golden light.

The Holy Path of the outside world is a kind of Holy Path 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 Path that makes up the golden light is different.

The Golden Light Holy Path is completely a series of Holy Paths neatly arranged from top to bottom, tightly fitting together, with no clever structure or novel design, but a large number of dense Holy Paths gathered together to generate extraordinary power.

In Fang Yun's eyes, his own Holy Path structure emerged.

The Holy Path torrent rises, not straight up and down, but like a split into two, forming a beautiful double helix structure.

It doesn't look like one Holy Path, but like two different Holy Paths colliding and combining.

The Golden Light Holy Path is like a huge wall connecting the sky and the earth, blocking everything, suppressing all living beings, stopping the road and cutting off the road. There is nothing else except worship.

It seems to be the wall of all worlds, and it seems to be a dead end for all living beings.

Insurmountable.

Full of the breath of death and dusk.

Fang Yun's holy way is completely different.

Fang Yun's holy way power and breath are far inferior to the golden light holy way, but there is no end, just like a life that is constantly rising, rising, and rising forever!

Fang Yun's holy way is endless.

Fang Yun's eyes are full of contempt.

After understanding the outer holy way and the golden light holy way, Fang Yun glanced ahead.

There is a large platform with a radius of about 100,000 miles in front of him, like a hat brim sticking out from the dusk fortress.

On the big platform, there are ninety-nine magic arrays of different shapes and colors. Each of the nine magic arrays is controlled by a holy ancestor. There is a great saint on each magic array, and in the center of each magic array, there is an ancestral treasure.

Ninety-nine layers of light enveloped the big platform.

There are many buildings on the big platform, some in the style of the imperial family, some in the style of the dragon family, and some in the style of the human race.

The book mountain 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 on the Shengyuan Continent. The peak rushes down, the bottom of the mountain is on the top, and the holy courtyard buildings are continuous on the top of the mountain.

In front of the Hall of Saints, the saints of the human race are practicing with their eyes closed.

Fang Yun watched quietly.

However, the rest of the saints and ancestors widened their eyes, and they looked ahead in disbelief.

All the saints of the human race are there. Although they have no body, they have a translucent body composed of strange power. Except for the different body, they have literary courage, holy power, and holy thoughts. Everything is exactly the same as before.

However, more than half of the semi-saints had dimmed light, and even had many defects, and were recovering at a very slow speed.

Fang Yun observed carefully, and every semi-saint who died was there, and every great saint who died was there.

Fang Yun's eyes moved, and then he looked at the battlefield deep in the golden light.

In the depths of the golden light, the holy power was like a tide, the killing intent was like a knife, the holy way was disordered, and the dense and terrifying power was intertwined, but it still couldn't block Fang Yun's sight.

Except for the aura of the Supreme in the deepest part of the battlefield, everything on the battlefield could not be hidden from Fang Yun's eyes.

Even some of the Golden Ancestors who clearly didn't see Fang Yun, after being looked at by Fang Yun, were so shocked that they retreated again and again, looking around suspiciously.

After scanning the battlefield, Fang Yun looked at the Holy Court on the Daofeng Mountain again.

Fang Yun couldn't see Confucius.