Fang Yun discovered helplessly that the power of his Literary Guts was far ahead, with his Sacred Sense close behind and his Literary Palace having successfully broken through. He seemed to have grown used to coming in last.
Fang Yun shook his head, paying no mind to being beaten to the punch, and looked outside the great doors instead.
This time, Fang Yun did not court death by watching the battle of the ancestors. He deliberately avoided looking. Although he could glimpse it from the corner of his eye, the screening of his Sacred Sense kept him from seeing the actual collisions of power, so they would not affect him.
Even without looking closely, Fang Yun could sense that the world ahead had transformed into a state beyond a vacuum: the Chaotic Void. The vacuum had been beaten straight back into chaos, nearly approaching the moment of the great explosion that first opened the Myriad Worlds.
No wonder people had always whispered that the birth of the Myriad Worlds had been the work of ancestors from another world.
Fang Yun desperately wanted a closer look at the Chaotic Void. Unfortunately, the cultivation realm required was far too high. If he truly looked, it would not merely burn away his eyes, but very likely his entire body. Even the Ancestral Hall would be unable to save him.
The chaos of the Myriad Worlds nurtured new birth. The Sacred Way and sheer volume of information contained at that level were enough to utterly overwhelm a Great Sage's body and Sacred Sense.
Fang Yun did not let the opportunity go to waste.
This was a battle of the ancestors, and one fought right beside the Great Wilderness Azure Dragon!
However powerful the Great Wilderness Azure Dragon was, he could not withstand so many