Fang Yun's heart brimmed with joy. Although he still could not understand how the ancestors communicated, merely sensing it was an immense gain for him!
Fang Yun's sacred sense was growing rapidly!
His literary guts were slowly growing!
His entire Literary Palace was strengthening!
Fang Yun realized that his state was strange. People had limits, and he had not undergone Saint Enfeoffment. Even if the ancestors taught him hand over hand, he should not have been able to understand, just as some creatures of primordial antiquity had never completed their evolution and could not do many things.
Although Fang Yun did not know the reason, he knew this benefited him, so he abandoned his selfish and distracting thoughts and devoted himself to comprehending the ancestors' exchange.
Saint Ancestors were Saint Ancestors, after all. They seemed like beings from another world. Even with all his effort, Fang Yun could not glean a single complete sentence.
Still, his efforts eventually bore fruit. Now and then, he sensed frequently recurring snippets, such as "World-Extinguishing Emperor Dragon," "Emperor Race," "Great Wilderness Azure Dragon," and "Strongest Divine Star."
Fang Yun occasionally shook his head. Communicating with Saint Ancestors really was taxing-even harder than cultivation!
At first, the ancestors' ribbons of divine light were relatively gentle, and collisions between the various trajectories of the Sacred Way were rare. As time passed, however, those collisions grew increasingly frequent.
Before long, dazzling divine light blazed before Fang Yun's eyes, stars shattered, and tremendous roars shook his divine sense until it trembled. He could no longer perceive the divine sense clearly.
"They must be arguing."
Fang Yun gritted his teeth and persisted in his efforts to comprehend them. The collisions between trajectories of the Sacred Way were producing especially abundant fragments now, making this the best time to gain