"Maze Summit!"
The ancestors' avatars let out soft sighs of relief.
Though they could endure the endless searching, the uncertainty that had constantly haunted their hearts tormented their minds far more.
Fang Yun calmly watched the ancestors' avatars, vaguely sensing that they possessed no power as extraordinary as Literary Guts.
Fang Yun looked at his own Literary Guts and discovered an extremely fine coating of dust.
This was a lingering affliction left by prolonged exhaustion of both mind and body.
The next instant, his Literary Guts trembled, and the dust dispersed.
Every negative effect melted away like ice and snow.
Fang Yun glanced helplessly at his Literary World.
Ancient City had advanced to Peak Great Sage!
This subordinate now stood at a higher cultivation realm than he did.
"Let's rest for a day." With a trace of fatigue in his voice, the Gray Venom Ancestor's avatar released a damaged Ancestral Treasure to shield his body, then lay on the ground and fell fast asleep.
Avatars were not the Saint Ancestors' true bodies, after all. All of them felt exhausted and settled down to rest one after another.
Fang Yun also closed his eyes and began resting, leaving only a thread of Sacred Sense to observe his surroundings.
This, too, was a valley, but it was incomparably vast. The enormous mountain of ice and snow ahead alone stretched across several million li, its sheer size staggering.
Outside the valley, leaden clouds spread, wind and snow whipped through the air, and fiery meteors rained down.
Inside the valley, it was like a winter day beneath a clear sky, with heaven and earth clothed in white.
The towering ice mountain ahead resembled an enormous cone, broad at the bottom and narrow at the top, with a smooth surface.
Through its transparent outer layer