A powerful repulsive force erupted between Fang Yun and the Ninety-Nine-Headed Ancestral Corpse. Swept up in that invisible might, the sages were hurled a hundred thousand miles away in almost the blink of an eye, their bodies slamming into the mountains and sending shattered rocks flying.
Wounded and coughing up blood, the sages looked ahead from the collapsed peaks and saw a scene that left them bewildered, shocked, and terrified.
Facing Fang Yun, the Ninety-Nine-Headed Ancestral Corpse slowly bent down, lowering his enormous heads.
Although the Ancestral Corpse bent down extremely slowly, his body was comparable to a star. When he touched the ground, it was still like planets colliding, generating a terrifying shock wave that sent sand, stones, and earth flying in all directions like a colossal ring-shaped wave.
Every head of the Ninety-Nine-Headed Ancestral Corpse struck the ground heavily, shaking heaven and earth, as though all the heavens were bowing in worship.
For an instant, the sages thought the Ancestral Corpse had collapsed from exhaustion after resisting the Ancient Realm Core. But then they realized his Ancestral Might had not diminished and his aura had not dispersed. He was not exhausted.
That meant...
The Ancestral Corpse was bowing to Fang Yun?
This was supposed to be Ancestor Worship. How had it become an ancestor worshipping someone else?
Countless questions first sprang into the sages' minds. Then they heard Fang Yun speak.
"Alas, it seems you had a miserable time after I left. Back then, it was really just two juniors stirring up trouble. Neither Lord Wangshan nor I intended to pursue the matter further. Di Ting probably acted rashly."
After meeting Lord Wangshan back then, Fang Yun had traveled through the Myriad Worlds and encountered Old Blackspot several times. Although there was some animosity between them, they had