Without Fang Yun’s command, everyone sprang into action.

Two Savage Cows and a Dog Demon charged forward, while the rest of the Presented Scholars ran and recited War Poetry to attack the Tyrant.

Fang Yun said, “Our goal is to deplete the Tyrant’s resources. We must not confront him directly. As long as we force him to use his various methods, victory will be ours!”

At the same time, someone shouted in the language of the demons to the strange trees, “Cover the flames with sand and soil, and use water mist to block the oil fire!”

The strange tree demons understood the language and immediately passed the message to the others. The strange trees quickly covered their bodies with sand and soil, rapidly rubbing off the oil on their bodies.

“You dare to ruin my grand plan for the Holy Land, I will settle this score with you!” said the spirit leopard, in which the Tyrant resided. Under its paw, a piece of paper appeared, which quickly formed the power of the Imperial Scholar’s swift poetry. A gust of wind swirled around the spirit leopard, ready to run.

However, a white light brush flew out from the tree mountain and pointed at the spirit leopard. The protective power and the power of the swift War Poetry immediately disintegrated.

Han Shoulu gasped, “Is that… the Old Brush?”

Fang Yun immediately looked towards the tree mountain and saw a light tree about one foot tall appearing in front of him. Unlike the strange trees, this tree was made of opaque white light, and there was an old man’s face on the trunk.

The tree elder was stepping on a decayed brush.

Fang Yun was surprised. He didn’t expect this Old Brush to have a power similar to the Heart of Literature’s “Bluffing”, which could directly erase others’ power. This was much stronger than the ordinary Old Brush, and its value was even higher than that of the Great Scholar’s Treasures of Literature.

Seeing the Old Brush, the spirit leopard’s eyes flashed with reluctance and resentment. Then it roared at Fang Yun and the others, “This Old Brush should have been mine! Fang Yun, I can’t kill you now, but I will eventually bury you in the Holy Land!”

As the Tyrant spoke, a piece of broken, pale golden paper the size of a palm appeared under his feet. Then, a “boat” character flew out of the paper and quickly turned into a golden fishing boat about ten meters long, carrying the Tyrant and hovering in mid-air.

The War Poetry of the Presented Scholars fell on the golden boat, but was repelled by the golden power on the boat.

“A fragment of the Great Scholar’s True Text! No wonder the Tyrant is so confident!” Li Fanming exclaimed, looking at the boat and the spirit leopard on it.

The Great Scholar’s True Text, profound in meaning, every word becomes reality.

Everyone had to give up their attack. With their current power, it was impossible to break the power of the Great Scholar’s True Text, even if this power was not complete.

However, Fang Yun was stunned. The fragment of the Tyrant felt incredibly familiar. As the fragment appeared, the fragment of “The Peach Blossom Spring” in the World of Strange Books vibrated slightly.

Fang Yun immediately remembered that “The Peach Blossom Spring” mentioned a boat twice. At the beginning, when the man from Wuling entered the Peach Blossom Spring, there was a sentence “He left his boat and entered through the mouth”. At the end of the article, when the man from Wuling left the Peach Blossom Spring, there was also a sentence “Once out, he found his boat”.

The fragment of “The Peach Blossom Spring” in the World of Strange Books was the first part of the fragment, while the one in the Tyrant’s hand should be the last fragment. When he was an Accomplished Scholar, Fang Yun had once sent his talent into the “boat” character in the fragment, but his talent was too little and was almost sucked dry by the fragment. However, after becoming a Presented Scholar, his talent greatly increased and he had the opportunity to use it.

Fang Yun immediately understood that the Tyrant had sent his vast talent into the text of “The Peach Blossom Spring” before entering the Holy Land. Therefore, even if the power level of this Tyrant’s avatar was only at the Presented Scholar level, as long as the nature of the talent was the same, he could also activate the fragment of the Great Scholar’s True Text. However, he could only activate the power of the fragment. If it were a complete Great Scholar’s True Text, even the Tyrant himself could only barely activate it.

“Now, if you stay away from Fang Yun, you still have a chance to leave the Holy Land alive. If I see you helping Fang Yun again, you will all die with him!” After the Tyrant finished speaking, he was about to leave on the golden fishing boat. However, the Old Brush pointed at the Tyrant.

A white light brush appeared in the air above the golden fishing boat. With a light stroke, the golden fishing boat immediately disintegrated.

Crack… The brush under the Old Brush’s foot cracked, and the Old Brush became dim. The branches of the strange trees shook violently. Even if the people didn’t understand the communication method of the strange trees, they could feel their sadness.

“Attack!” Fang Yun said as he infused talent into his wheelchair to speed up, while reciting “Arrow in the Stone”. He didn’t write with pen and ink, didn’t show the original work’s treasure light, and didn’t even have the soul of poetry’s treasure light. But “Arrow in the Stone” contained the power of the soul of poetry. A giant bow and arrow appeared in mid-air, and a huge arrow about three meters long shot at the Tyrant.

The power of this arrow was stronger than the ordinary Presented Scholar’s War Poetry. A piece of Imperial Scholar’s defensive Treasures of Literature immediately appeared under the Tyrant’s feet, forming a strong protective shield, and then he took back the Drinking Pearl of the River.

“Arrow in the Stone” was blocked by the power of the Imperial Scholar’s Treasures of Literature.

“You have infinite Treasures of Literature, but your talent is limited! I want to see how many times you can use your Treasures of Literature!” Fang Yun said, continuing to use “Arrow in the Stone”. Although “Dream of Wind and Rain Battle” was strong, without the Weak Water, it was not as efficient as “Arrow in the Stone” in saving talent.

The Presented Scholars launched another attack. Some of them recited poetry, while others put down their boards and started to write on paper. These people all had Treasures of Literature pens and demon blood ink. The power of the War Poetry formed by writing on paper was much stronger than reciting poetry.

Many strange trees attacked the Tyrant. Their speed was not fast, but their roots were very long, able to whip out more than ten meters. Some strange trees even used their roots to pick up stones and throw them at the Tyrant.

Just then, the Cow Mountain shouted, “Not good, the tree whistle is sounding, the evil trees are returning!”

“Let’s deal with the Tyrant first!” Fang Yun said.

A flash of anger and urgency passed through the leopard eyes of the Tyrant. In the end, he looked at the tree mountain and the old pen with reluctance and helplessness, sighed in extreme embarrassment, and the Great Scholar’s true text fragment flew out again. A “maze” character turned into a sky full of fog, blocking everyone’s sight.

This fog was incredibly thick, making everyone feel suffocated. The Presented Scholars tried to disperse it with the “Song of the Great Wind”, but to no avail.

“Fang Yun, I will come back for you!” The Tyrant shouted, painfully taking out a strange Treasure of Literature, his body turned into a long rainbow and flew away in an instant.

A few young members of the Prominent Families subtly shifted their gaze, their hands resting on their Swallowed Lake Pearls, seemingly hesitating about something. They had been in a similar state of hesitation when they were surrounded by the Demon Barbarian, and Li Fanming had used his lifespan to consume the Heart of the Green Blood Pill.

Li Fanming sighed lightly and said, “Forget it, we’ve already achieved our goal by forcing the Tyrant to use the Great Scholar’s true text fragment twice. He doesn’t have enough time to nurture the Great Scholar’s true text, and that fragment can’t be used again in the Holy Land. He must have used some special escape item to avoid being tracked by the strange wood Demon King. It’s a pity that the one-word true text given to me by my elders was used up when I escaped back to the village, otherwise I could have stopped him.”

Fang Yun also knew that some people were reluctant to use their life-saving methods. He said, “If that’s the case, let it be. You all move closer to me, let’s quickly leave the foggy area and then leave the forest. Don’t let that strange wood Demon King find us. Our biggest gain is to disrupt the Tyrant’s plan. Don’t be greedy for the treasures here, let’s go!”

Everyone moved closer to Fang Yun. The visibility was less than three feet, so everyone had to huddle together and slowly move out.

After walking for a few dozen breaths, an old voice came from behind: “Human friends, please wait.”

Fang Yun was puzzled. This voice was in the language of the demons, which the strange wood couldn’t possibly speak. Then he suddenly realized and guessed that it was the old pen.

The voice of the old pen came again: “The man you call the Tyrant is sinister. His ambition is not only for me, not only for the treasures of the strange wood, but also for the passage to the depths of Dragon Cliff.”

Fang Yun and the others looked at each other in surprise. They didn’t expect the Tyrant to know that there was a passage to Dragon Cliff here. This was a shocking secret.

Over the years, although people from the three tribes of the Demon Barbarian often entered Dragon Cliff, they only wandered around the periphery and could not enter the depths. It was said that there were terrifying beasts lurking in the depths of Dragon Cliff. Some people had seen a dragon claw stretch out from Dragon Cliff and then retract, and that dragon claw covered the sky and was a hundred miles long.

The old pen continued: “Since the Tyrant dares to enter the depths of Dragon Cliff, he must be after the treasures there. Since you saved us, and to prevent the treasures from falling into the hands of the Tyrant, I allow you to use the passage to enter the depths of Dragon Cliff. The sacred tree of my clan produces sacred fruits, and I can give you one. If you encounter spirit bones when you leave Dragon Cliff, you can exchange with them and let them send you out of Dragon Cliff. Remember, the spirit bones are cunning. If they don’t leave Dragon Cliff peacefully, don’t give them the sacred fruit.”

Everyone gathered together and looked at each other.

Niu Shan shouted loudly: “Is it the old pen? Our Moon Emperor of the Star Demon Barbarian tribe is here. If you deceive the Moon Emperor, the Moon God will bring down divine punishment.”

“Hehe, I’m already old and weak, and I’ve broken the power of the Great Scholar’s true text, and I’m about to die. Why would I deceive you? It’s because the person on that chair has a lot of moonlight and doesn’t covet the treasures of my clan that I’m willing to let you go to the depths of Dragon Cliff.” The voice of the old pen was kind.

Fang Yun looked at the others, and several Presented Scholars nodded.

“Beasts are bloodthirsty, spirit bones are cunning, Ink Woman is naive, the old pen is wise, and the ink turtle is foolish… There has never been a rumor of the old pen harming people, but some people have received the help of the old pen.” Han Shoulu said.

Fang Yun smiled and said, “Since it’s something the Tyrant wants, we can’t not take it for him. That would be too unfair to him!”

“That’s right!” Everyone laughed.

Fang Yun immediately said loudly: “Thank you, old pen. Please lead the way.”

“First, go to the sacred tree.” The old pen said.

Everyone turned and walked towards the sacred tree. Soon they left the fog. At this moment, they were under the crown of the sacred tree. The sacred tree seemed to have a magical power, and the fog could not cover the tree.

A cracked brush floated in mid-air, with the brush tip facing down, and a semi-transparent tree old man stood on the brush head.

Everyone bowed in salute.

The tree old man nodded slightly, then turned and flew.

“You follow me.”

Everyone followed the old pen.

Li Fanming couldn’t help but ask respectfully: “Mr. Old Pen, what exactly is in the depths of Dragon Cliff? Is there really a Dragon Saint thousands of miles long hidden there?”

“How would I know? Do I look like I’ve seen a Dragon Saint?”

“Cough cough, I was just asking. Then you must know what treasures are in Dragon Cliff, right?”

“Humph, apart from stones, even flowers and plants are treasures. In fact, some stones are also treasures. It depends on your eyes.” The old pen walked with his hands behind his back, looking a bit impatient.

Li Fanming said with a grin: “Old pen, I have a Treasure of Literature pen here, why don’t you take it and use it?”

“Humph, if you have a Semi-Saint Treasure of Literature pen, I will move in immediately and serve you as my master!”

Li Fanming was speechless, and everyone laughed secretly. (To be continued.)