The avalanche on the slope was no longer sliding down, but rushing like a stampede of thousands of horses. Massive amounts of snow were continuously pressing down, just like a landslide. There was no way to get through except to face the avalanche head-on.

The third corridor’s test was completely different from the second one. It only tested pure strength and didn’t give anyone a chance to be clever.

The avalanche was controlled by a strange force, continuously rushing down from the top of the mountain. Once it reached the foot of the mountain, it quickly disappeared and then started again.

The three great saints, Dou Ji, Ying Yan, and Long Ling, were at the very front, getting closer and closer to the top of the mountain. The ordinary saints hadn’t even reached the waist of the mountain, they were as slow as turtles.

The other saintly demon barbarians were climbing even slower. They were slowly grinding their way up, hoping to reach the top of the mountain by exhausting their vitality, strength, and will.

The demon barbarians outside the saintly race couldn’t even climb up. Once they reached the foot of the mountain and entered the avalanche area, they would be immediately swept away, unable to stand.

There were also some demon barbarians who were subordinates of the saints. They followed behind the saints, which could reduce the impact of the avalanche and give them a chance to pass the third corridor.

Fang Yun didn’t want to waste time. He took the initiative, looked at everyone, and said, “The demon barbarians have endless vitality transforming into strength to protect their bodies, and they are incredibly strong, so they can climb the mountain against the wind and snow. We humans are weak. Apart from using poetry to transform into strength to break through the avalanche ahead, there is no other way. This third corridor is too difficult. I suggest we turn this twenty-mile slope into a poetry meeting. We climb the mountain while composing poetry, taking turns to trigger the power of poetry to break through the avalanche, and finally climb the mountain together. Apart from this, does anyone have a way to climb the mountain?”

No one responded. Even the saintly demon barbarians might fail, let alone the Presented Scholars who couldn’t use the Treasures of Literature. Even the talent of the Imperial Scholars couldn’t support one person to walk that far. Only by joining forces could there be hope.

“Fang Zhenguo has a great spirit, I agree! Apart from continuously writing poetry to face the avalanche, there is no other way! Let’s do as Fang Yun said and hold a poetry meeting in the avalanche that has never been seen before!”

“Others make friends with poetry, we face the avalanche with poetry, our names will be passed down through the ages!” Li Fanming laughed.

“Good! Please let Fang Yun host this poetry meeting. I won’t accept anyone else!” Sun Naiyong shouted loudly.

Yan Yukong laughed and said, “Since we’re talking about poetry, of course, Fang Yun should host! Fang, please.”

A few people seemed to think of something, their expressions subtly changing. But they didn’t say anything.

Fang Yun didn’t decline, he slightly bowed his hand and said, “Although this is a mountain climbing, the focus is on breaking the snow. There are many things that can break the snow and defy the cold, but the truly useful ones are wind, pine, plum, and so on. If anyone here summons water or fire, they are simply seeking death. Although mountains and rocks are strong, they can easily be used by the avalanche to attack us. Therefore, you should think about poetry with wind, pine, plum, and so on as the theme, try to keep it short to prevent accidents. Apart from this, any other suggestions?”

Sun Naiyong immediately said, “I have a few words to add. If this avalanche was a one-time thing, our poetry should be as good as possible, attracting more natural energy. But this avalanche is continuous, we have to walk twenty miles in the snow, we don’t need the poetry to be wonderful, we need it to be plentiful and fast, do you understand?”

Fang Yun immediately said, “Brother Sun is indeed a descendant of the military strategists, you’re right. If someone can write a poem that can be passed down through the ages, the power it forms can instantly clear the entire slope of the avalanche, but the avalanche will immediately return, and the distance we can move forward during this time is limited, so doing so would be a waste of talent. Therefore, in this poetry meeting, we should focus on quantity, and county level is already enough, anything more is a waste.”

“Good! This poetry meeting will rank based on quantity and actual contribution! I have a longevity fruit, whoever writes the most poems and contributes the most, I will give this ten-year longevity fruit as a reward!” Kong Delun said.

Fang Yun said, “Since I am the host, I can’t be stingy, I will use a Swallowed Lake Pearl as a reward.”

Yan Yukong, Mo Shan, and a few other high-ranking Presented Scholars took out some things as rewards, but most of the Presented Scholars didn’t have the strength, so they didn’t offer anything.

Fang Yun said, “Please think about your poetry. Choose the theme of your poetry according to your preferences and temperament. Remember, don’t aim for good, aim for quantity.”

Everyone nodded, then found a safe place to stand or sit, closed their eyes, and thought about their poetry.

After a while, Yan Yukong said, “Except for you, our talent is ten inches. If nothing goes wrong, each of us can write fifty poems. We, more than thirty people, can write over a thousand poems, enough to pass this avalanche slope. However, if someone writes a good poem, it can be used several times, but because the power of a newly formed poem is stronger, we should mainly use new poems, each person should prepare at least ten!”

Fang Yun added, “Good! Also, anyone who has the ability to write quickly, report it. Be prepared, in case of an accident that makes it impossible to resist the avalanche, those who can write quickly can avoid a total loss.”

“The Comet Corridor and the Sea of Learning have the power to turn the virtual into reality, equivalent to having invisible saint pages. The talent consumed by ordinary poetry is far less than that of war poetry, but the effect here is not much different, so everyone should try not to write war poetry.”

Then, Fang Yun as the host, Sun Naiyong and Yan Yukong as assistants, began to continuously improve the method of climbing the mountain and passing through the avalanche.

Xun Ye stood silently on the side, not speaking, and no one paid attention to him.

Everyone prepared for about half an hour before they got up one after another.

Fang Yun was thinking about appropriate poetry when suddenly, a sound similar to a dragon’s roar came from a far distance. The malice in that sound made people involuntarily feel repulsed.

Fang Yun and all the Presented Scholars looked up and saw a Flood Dragon, an eagle demon, and a dragon barbarian standing on top of the mountain.

The three most outstanding demon barbarian saints, with their strength surpassing all, were leading everyone else.The Dragon Ridge on the mountaintop suddenly sneered, roaring loudly, “Only after entering the Comet Corridor do you realize how difficult it is here. I am certain that you humans can’t even climb the mountain! Fang Yun, just wait obediently at the foot of the mountain. Once the Comet Corridor is over, it will be your death! Worthless humans, you are destined not to pass even the third corridor! Hahaha…”

After finishing his words, Dragon Ridge turned and left, and the Flood Dragon seemed to say something to him, which greatly displeased him.

The Presented Scholars of the human race were both angry and embarrassed, but Dragon Ridge was too powerful and had already taken the lead to climb the Avalanche Slope. They couldn’t even find words to refute him.

Li Fanming said angrily, “I may not be as accomplished as you all, and I didn’t shine just now, but now I want to inspire you! I have a cousin who is as beautiful as a flower and proficient in all kinds of arts. Apart from lacking talent, she is no less than an Accomplished Scholar. My family is looking for a husband for her. Whoever can make great achievements in the literary meeting and become the leader, I will personally help you propose!”

Everyone was initially angry, but they were amused by his words. Jia Jing’an said, “I’ve heard of your cousin. She’s both talented and beautiful. The threshold of her house has been worn out by those who came to propose. You are really generous. Fang Yun, it’s up to you. Maybe you will thank Dragon Ridge in the future.”

“I feel like Fanming is taking advantage of the situation. He just wants to marry his cousin to Fang Yun.”

“Yeah…”

Suddenly, Xun Ye, who had been silent, snorted coldly, “You guys are not thinking clearly. This literary meeting is about quantity. If the poetry is too good, it’s actually a mistake. No matter how good his literary talent is, what can he do? Moreover, he just became a Presented Scholar, his talent is at most an inch above others, how much use can he have here?”

Many Presented Scholars actually knew this, but they didn’t want to say it. They didn’t expect Xun Ye to expose it.

Everyone looked at Fang Yun. Li Fanming laughed, “Fang Yun, don’t listen to his nonsense. He’s just jealous of you. Maybe you can create the most breakthrough poetry with the least talent.”

“He’s just a sore loser, ignore him! Since he’s like this, once we leave The Holy Land, I’ll make sure to spread the word about his actions in The Holy Land.”

“Xun Ye, we’ll climb the mountain together, you don’t have to come! Maybe you’ll ‘save yourself’ again, and push us all down the mountain to our deaths!” Jia Jing’an sneered.

Xun Ye’s face was angry, “Humans can’t possibly pass this third corridor. Do you really think you’re the dragons of the Kong Family? Rest assured, I will not go up with you to die. I will watch you fail at the foot of the mountain, watch you get killed by the avalanche!”

“If it weren’t for the fact that we can’t fight in the first five corridors, you would already be kneeling on the ground begging for mercy!”

“I won’t argue with a bunch of dead men! Overconfident fools!” Xun Ye shook his hand and stood further away.

Yan Yukong coughed lightly, “Don’t mind such a petty person, Fang Yun. You are quick-witted and intelligent. Even if you don’t have much talent, your role far exceeds that of ordinary Presented Scholars. Even if you don’t write a single poem, as long as you can discover the pattern of this avalanche like you did in the Floating Ice River, you will be the first to merit!”

“Yes! What we value now is your brain!”

Fang Yun, however, smiled helplessly, “This Avalanche Slope does have a certain pattern, such as the speed of the avalanche, the increase and decrease of snow, etc., but the problem is that they can’t be cleverly broken, only forcefully broken. The Demon Ancestor, since he is determined to test the blood, strength, and endurance of the Demon Barbarians in the third corridor, will not give us a chance. But don’t worry, if my poetry is not good, I won’t take this prize or anything. I don’t lack these things.”

“Forget it, let’s not talk about this. The prize is just a convention of the literary meeting. Our goal is to pass the third corridor! Prepare to break the avalanche and climb the corridor! Fang Yun, please command!”

Fang Yun nodded and began to command everyone.

Soon, more than thirty people lined up in a diamond formation and moved forward, with Fang Yun at the very front. They originally disagreed, but Fang Yun said that he was the leader, and although he didn’t have much talent, he was physically strong, so they reluctantly agreed.

No one knew that Fang Yun had comprehended some of the power of the Demon Ancestor and the Comet Corridor in the first corridor, and the coldness of the third corridor was exactly the same as the first one, just slightly stronger. But for Fang Yun, it was nothing at all, especially since there was a Mist Butterfly absorbing the coldness nearby.

At the foot of the mountain, Xun Ye watched the Presented Scholars about to enter the avalanche area.

“Fools! Die! When you all die, no one will spread the word about what I did in The Holy Land! I will be the only victor, and the Xun Family will not be ashamed because of me, but will value me more because I entered the Comet Corridor! The Tyrant didn’t die, he must be lurking in the dark. Since he entered The Holy Land for the King of Stars, he must be fully prepared! You are all wasting your efforts! When he entered The Holy Land, his avatar could only be attached to a spirit beast, but after entering The Holy Land, there are more things he can attach to!” (To be continued.)