Boom!
The second crescent moon exploded.
Boom... boom... boom...
By the time all seven crescent moons had vanished, the fountain of literary qi around Fang Yun had become a colossal thing, so thick that a hundred people could barely encircle it with their arms, and nine hundred zhang tall.
When the literary qi reached its highest point, it scattered like rain.
Drizzle misted the sky, and eight long rainbows quietly appeared, arrayed in eight directions.
A bluestone palace rode upward on azure vapor, following the fountain of literary qi until it stood atop the fountain, guarding every direction.
The rainbows in the eight directions slowly rose and expanded, finally ascending to the highest reaches of the sky and spanning ten thousand li, like an archway over an entire world.
Literary qi became rain, the long rainbows served as intermediaries, and his body bore the Realm of Family, State, and World.
The sight was visible throughout Burial Saint Valley.
Terrifying, mighty wills swept in from every direction, but the Skull-Offering Mountains shuddered, sending dust billowing everywhere, and all sacred sense was blocked outside Offering Skull Mountain.
Within the human territory of Burial Saint Valley, Literary Grandmaster Lei Konghe turned toward the Skull-Offering Mountains and stared at the enormous rainbows.
"This phenomenon rather resembles the formation of a Realm of Family, State, and World, but never, from ancient times to the present, have I heard of anyone whose rainbow bridges spanned ten thousand li, arrayed in eight directions, seizing all heaven and earth. When Yi Zhishi and I became Great Scholars, rainbows appeared in only four directions. Could it be Fang Yun?"
After a moment, Lei Konghe shook his head gently, rejecting the thought.
Outside the Skull-Offering Mountains, Wolf Abyss King flew through the air, clutching an old man in purple robes