Fang Yun looked at these large pits and depressions, and couldn’t help but recall someone mentioning that they had seen a giant claw spanning hundreds of miles at Dragon Cliff. Now that he thought about it, it was highly likely to be true.
Within his line of sight, apart from the giant footprints and rivers, there were only the ground and hills. The sky was cloudless for thousands of miles, and there wasn’t even a hint of wind. Apart from the sound of the waterfall, there was no other noise in the world.
The waterfall fell into the valley, echoing continuously.
Fang Yun looked down at the lake water in the large pit, recited a swift-moving poem, and then quickly ran to the next large pit. It was empty, without even a single plant. Then he ran to the third large pit.
The third large pit was empty, and the fourth one was the same. When Fang Yun arrived at the fifth large pit, he found some huge Demon Clan skeletons standing intact in the center of the pit.
The swift-moving poem not only allowed one to run faster but also jump higher. Fang Yun noticed many footholds on the steep walls of the pit, so he used The War Poetry to jump down.
When he got close to the bones, Fang Yun realized that they were incredibly large. A complete skeleton was often twenty to thirty zhang long, and a complete giant elephant skeleton was even forty zhang long, standing like a huge wall.
Fang Yun walked to the giant elephant skeleton. The leg bone of the giant elephant was a zhang wide.
Fang Yun reached out his hand, trying to touch the bone. As soon as his fingers touched it, clear cracks appeared on the surface of the bone, making a cracking sound. Then a large hole appeared in the leg bone, and the entire leg bone shattered. Finally, the huge elephant skeleton collapsed like a small mountain.
In the midst of the dust, Fang Yun quickly retreated.
Fang Yun knew that it was due to the passage of time, and the environment here was very special. Unless it was a Semi-Saint level Demon Clan, even the bones of a great Demon King could not remain intact if exposed to the open air. If they were buried in a special environment, they would become fossils like dinosaur bones instead of being so fragile.
When the dust settled, Fang Yun walked to the ivory and found that it was also broken into several sections.
There were too many bones here, and it seemed impossible to find anything valuable. But Fang Yun didn’t give up. After thinking for a moment, he remembered that the bones of ancient lands could condense into fist-sized crystals called marrow pearls. They were useless to the human race, but they were urgently needed by the spirit bones. They could be exchanged for many things. Once, someone had exchanged marrow pearls for thunderstones.
But there were many Demon Clan bones here, hundreds of them. It would take a long time to find the marrow pearls one by one, and there would inevitably be omissions.
Fang Yun thought for a moment, found an empty spot, took out the Gallbladder Ancient Zither and the zither stand chair, and then began to play “Autumn Wind Tune”.
At first, there was no change in the surroundings. But halfway through the song, a desolate autumn mood was integrated into the melody and spread in all directions. This was an Imperial Scholar’s Treasures of Literature, the zither. After being infused with literary qi four times, the sound of the zither was high and resonant. The vibration caused by the sound of the zither caused the nearby bones to collapse one after another.
After playing the first round, Fang Yun continued to play. The heaven and earth qi around him was stirred by the power of “Autumn Wind Tune”. Centered on Fang Yun, an autumn wind blew in all directions.
Under the cloudless blue sky, Fang Yun was playing the zither in a desolate valley, and a strong wind blew all the sand and bone ash away.
Half an hour later, Fang Yun put away the Gallbladder Zither and looked around. He found some fist-sized marrow pearls on the ground, which were irregularly spherical and looked like turbid white glass.
Fang Yun collected all the marrow pearls, a total of sixteen.
In addition to these marrow pearls, there were also some broken white bone fragments on the ground, which were incredibly hard. Fang Yun took them all. These bone fragments were excellent materials for making Go pieces. They had survived the erosion of time and had been brewing a sense of desolation for countless years. When placed on the Go board, they could stir up storms. If given to the spirit bones, they could also be exchanged for some good things.
Fang Yun walked back the way he came, preparing to leave. But after walking a few dozen steps, he suddenly stopped, a puzzled look on his face. Then he closed his eyes and slowly recalled.
Before long, Fang Yun finally showed a look of realization. He thought to himself, no wonder he felt something was wrong from the beginning. So many giant beast skeletons were standing here intact, clearly arranged, not naturally deceased. So why were they placed here?
Fang Yun immediately returned, remembering that those beast bones were all facing one direction, consistent with the giant claw marks. So Fang Yun returned to where the skeletons originally were and slowly walked forward in the direction of the claw marks.
As he walked, Fang Yun noticed a place where the ground was flat but full of tiny cracks. None of the other four pits had such a place because the force that formed the claw marks was too strong. The ground where the claw marks stepped on was incredibly hard and could not possibly have cracks.
This cracked area was about five zhang long and two zhang wide.
“Could it be that something is buried underneath?”Fang Yun thought to himself, and began to use his weapons to strike the rocks. He found that the rocks were very hard. Even if he broke all his weapons, he could only dig out a small pit about a foot square.
Fang Yun was completely at a loss. He thought for a moment, left the large pit, and walked to the river. Using his powerful water control ability, he temporarily changed the direction of the water flow, allowing the river to flow into the fifth large pit.
The fifth large pit now had a new waterfall.
Finally, Fang Yun wrote The War Poetry “Dream of Wind and Rain”. However, he deliberately held back his power and only summoned fifty cavalrymen. Without The Weak Water, the power of the cavalry was limited. If there was no large amount of water, the power of the cavalry would be even weaker. Now that there was a continuous supply of water, the ice spears of these cavalrymen would be more solid, and if the ice spears broke, they could immediately recondense.
“I’m probably the first scholar to use The War Poetry to dig a pit,” Fang Yun shook his head and directed the cavalrymen holding ice spears to dig the pit.
These cavalrymen were made of elemental water and were stronger than Fang Yun. Although the ice spears were brittle, they were no worse than steel.
The number of cavalrymen was reduced, but their duration increased.
With a clanging sound, these cavalrymen did not disappoint Fang Yun’s expectations. They dug out a large amount of rubble and a pit more than one person high, until they exposed a piece of white bone that could not be destroyed by the ice spears.
“Stop!” Fang Yun waved his hand, and all the cavalrymen jumped out of the large pit and then turned into water and scattered.
Fang Yun jumped into the pit with a look of joy. He judged at first glance that it was a dragon bone, because the exposed white bone had dragon patterns on its surface. After taking a closer look, Fang Yun showed an undisguised look of surprise.
The dragon patterns on it were actually pure gold!
“The bone of a true dragon.” Fang Yun was overjoyed.
“I always thought that those huge Demon Clan skeletons were like burial objects, and sure enough! Apart from the true dragon clan, who else could be so extravagant! However, this bone is very small, it seems to be a young dragon.”
Fang Yun thought to himself, immediately took out a long spear, and slowly dug around the white bone. The soil around the white bone was much softer than the rocks on the upper layer. Fang Yun could easily dig it open with the spearhead.
Before long, a complete dragon bone about a foot long appeared in the pit, and the skeleton was still embedded in the ground.
Because Fang Yun couldn’t dig it out anymore.
This skeleton had been buried for many years, and the dragon patterns still had a faint glow. The power of the dragon bone had not weakened, but instead had a surging and vast majesty, forming a kind of spiritual power that suppressed Fang Yun’s literary palace, making his thinking slow and difficult to control his body. He had to retreat.
Fang Yun slowly left the large pit, and the pressure disappeared.
Fang Yun gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, his face pale, because just now, a dragon head phantom appeared outside his literary palace. The dragon head phantom just glanced at him, and his literary palace almost shattered.
“No, even the dragon bone of the Dragon Saint’s son can’t be so powerful. Could it be that the burier infused it with power? But, the nature of this power reminds me of this huge paw print. Could it be that this dragon bone absorbed the power of the huge paw print?”
Fang Yun was puzzled, but no matter what, he couldn’t get this dragon bone now. The pressure contained in this dragon bone was too strong. If he forcibly excavated it, he might be crushed by the powerful pressure. Even a Great Scholar couldn’t withstand such a level of power, let alone a Presented Scholar.
Fang Yun reluctantly looked at the white and gold dragon bone in the pit.
“War of Words is a growing power. It can compete with The War Poetry, profound truths, and Treasures of Literature. The most important thing for refining sword poetry and integrating sword objects is the opening edge poetry. Most people don’t have sword objects to integrate, and using random things will make the talent ancient sword impure. Even the ordinary descendants of All the Saints’ Prominent Family don’t have sword objects to integrate.”
Fang Yun thought to himself, and glanced at the golden dragon bone.
“Only those top geniuses of the prominent families are qualified to obtain pseudo-dragon bones, and the top geniuses of a higher level can integrate the complete Flood Dragon bone with the refining sword poetry. Only by integrating the complete dragon bone can the War of Words possibly produce a sword like a dragon, and it can also become the strongest talent ancient sword. Like Sword Eyebrow Duke, who constantly kills demons and uses the blood of countless Demon Clan to temper the talent ancient sword, it is just barely not weaker than the ordinary sword out like a dragon. I don’t have as much time as Sword Eyebrow Duke!”
“The power of poetry can be immediately manifested, but War of Words is different. Apart from integrating dragon bones, it can only be tempered by various divine objects or killing enemies in the future. There is no technique, it requires time and energy. If I integrate the Flood Dragon bone to refine the War of Words, it is almost impossible to catch up with The Tyrant, let alone those stronger people. Therefore, if I want to compare War of Words with those senior geniuses, I must integrate the true dragon bone!”
“I can’t give up this true dragon bone!”
Fang Yun frowned and thought, looking for a way to suppress the huge pressure.
Suddenly, Fang Yun took out the blood drop beast skin from his clothes and threw it at the dragon bone without hesitation.The blood-dripped beast skin didn’t fall onto the dragon bone, but hovered a foot above it.
An invisible shockwave emanated from the dragon bone, falling onto the beast skin. The beast skin undulated like waves, and then the ground of the entire pit shook slightly, causing Fang Yun to lose his balance.
Suddenly, three drops of blood flew out from the beast skin, fighting side by side like comrades with the beast skin, and together they emitted a faint glow, enveloping the dragon bone.
A strange sound came from the dragon bone. It was as tiny as the buzz of a mosquito or a fly when heard directly, but when the sound reached the Imperial Palace, it was like the roar of the Dragon Saint, causing Fang Yun’s Imperial Palace to shake, making him dizzy.
After a while, Fang Yun finally came to his senses, thinking that if an ordinary Imperial Scholar heard this sound, their Imperial Palace would surely shatter.
Fang Yun looked carefully, a dragon-shaped phantom flew out from the dragon bone and merged with the three drops of blood into the beast skin.
The beast skin fell onto the dragon bone with a plop.
The pressure from the dragon bone disappeared. (To be continued.)
PS: Three updates tomorrow.