"Fang Yun really has undergone Saint Enfeoffment..."
Many members of the Liu Party gazed at the giant in the sky and muttered to themselves.
Among scholars, some were dull, but none were fools. They immediately realized that all the earlier phenomena had been connected to Fang Yun!
"Pfft..."
Hot blood surged through Liu Shan's chest, and then he opened his mouth and violently spat out a mouthful of blood, scattering it through the air.
In despair, Liu Shan saw the corners of the giant Fang Yun's mouth curve slightly, as though he were smiling.
Liu Shan felt as though all heaven and earth were mocking him. Hot blood rushed to his head, and he staggered backward. A Grand Academician behind him instinctively reached out, then instantly withdrew his hand. As though he had rehearsed it for years, he silently and deftly sidestepped.
The others froze for a moment too, then the tightly packed crowd moved to either side with astonishing coordination.
A path opened behind Liu Shan.
His legs powerless, Liu Shan stumbled backward several steps. From the corner of his eye, he saw his students and old associates retreating. Despair filled his heart, his legs gave way, and he fell onto his back.
Dust drifted lightly into the air.
Lying on the ground, Liu Shan looked up at the sky and discovered, to his shock, that Fang Yun's colossal image had changed position. It now appeared directly above him, still smiling at him.
How could Liu Shan withstand such a blow? His chest heaved, and the corners of his mouth seemed to become springs of blood, endlessly welling over.
Then Liu Shan closed his eyes.
But a scene that plunged him into despair unfolded. Though everything before his eyes was pitch-black, Fang Yun's colossal image, radiating boundless light, still