Fang Yun subconsciously wanted to use the power of The Courage to Write to resist the cold, but hesitated for a moment and eventually did not use it. The power of The Courage to Write and talent were finite, and the recovery speed was slow. He didn’t know how long this comet corridor was. If he used the power of The Courage to Write to resist the cold now, it would be detrimental if he encountered a real crisis.

Fang Yun carefully observed his surroundings.

This was an icy plain, with a thin layer of snow on the ground. The cold wind blew, revealing the frozen ground. As far as he could see, it was a vast expanse of whiteness, and he could vaguely see a light gate far ahead. This first corridor was not very long.

The icy plain was no more than ten miles wide, and beyond that was the endless starry sky. This place, like the previous square, floated in space, like a space corridor.

Fang Yun looked up at the stars in the sky and didn’t see the God of Literature. He felt a bit uncomfortable.

On the Holy Origin Mainland, every night, the God of Literature was always in the center of the sky, completely out of the normal range of stars. Some people even calculated that the God of Literature was different from other stars and was located in an independent starry sky.

Then Fang Yun noticed that many people were taking out things, so he also took out The Drinking Pearl of the River, but felt that The Drinking Pearl of the River was enveloped by an invisible force and he couldn’t use it at all. Then he touched the ink and brush in his pocket and found that he could touch and use them.

“I’m freezing to death! It’s so damn cold!” Niu Shan cursed while following behind Fang Yun.

Fang Yun turned his head and saw that Niu Shan’s skin was so thick, but it was still so cold. It seemed that no matter how many clothes he wore, it was useless.

Most of the Presented Scholars gradually moved closer to Fang Yun, and then they all faced the wind, hunched their backs and bent their waists to move forward.

“What kind of wind is this? It’s not a strange wind, but why is it so cold? It seems that even my Wen Palace is a bit cold.”

“Do you also have this feeling? I feel that if I don’t use the power of The Courage to Write, the Wen Palace will definitely be frozen.”

“Has any of you heard of this kind of wind?”

Everyone shook their heads.

Kong Delun said, “No need to guess, it’s very likely that the Demon Ancestor created this cold wind based on the characteristics of the comet. Let’s go quickly. With our abilities, we can basically pass the first corridor. Those ordinary Demon Barbarians may not be able to.”

“After all, we have been selected by the path of The Holy Land, we won’t fail to pass even the first corridor.”

After listening to Kong Delun’s words, Fang Yun shifted his attention away from the conversation of the crowd and even slowed down his pace. He carefully felt the power of this cold wind.

This cold wind had the power to penetrate everything. Gradually, Fang Yun felt that the cold was not only spreading throughout his body, but also entering his Wen Palace, affecting everything inside.

But Fang Yun did not resist this cold, allowing it to wreak havoc in his body and Wen Palace, and used all his strength to explore the power of this cold wind.

Fang Yun kept thinking about Kong Delun’s words: this wind might have been created by the Demon Ancestor.

After reading the books these days, Fang Yun already knew that the power of the Demon Ancestor was above the Sub-Sage of the human race. As for whether it reached the realm of Sage Confucius, the books of the Demon Clan did not explicitly say, because the Demon Ancestor disappeared before Confucius became a Sage.

The power of the human race and the Demon Clan was one of talent and one of blood, which were completely different. However, other powers outside of these two powers had similarities.

Feeling this bone-chilling cold, Fang Yun couldn’t help but think of his experience when he played “The Autumn Wind Tune”. He clearly didn’t deliberately exert his power, but because he understood the emotions and the power of the autumn wind in the music, he naturally formed the autumn mood and even “created” the autumn wind, so that in the end, this autumn mood could become a killing intent, enhancing The War Poetry, and making the imperfect “General’s Order” gain great power.

This cold affected both the body and the Wen Palace. Fang Yun couldn’t help but think of the line “Iron horses and icy rivers enter the dream” in “The Dream of Wind and Rain”. If he could use the power of the Demon Ancestor, then his War Poetry or some of his war poems would definitely be more powerful.

Fang Yun also thought of Li Wenying’s “The Sword Poem of Wind and Rain”. His war poem itself was just passable, but the reason why it kept getting stronger was not only because of his proficiency, but also because Li Wenying’s killing intent and the heart to kill demons were too strong, which made The Courage to Write assist in power, making “The Sword Poem of Wind and Rain” more lethal.

Fang Yun slowly felt it, but he didn’t gain anything, so he observed other Presented Scholars.

Yan Yukong, Kong Delun, Mo Shan, Sun Naiyong, and Zong Wude, like him, had not used the power of The Courage to Write until now.

Fang Yun withdrew his gaze, frowned and thought, falling behind everyone.

Suddenly, Fang Yun looked at the crowd again and found that Sun Naiyong was the most relaxed. Yan Yukong and Kong Delun were clearly stronger, but they were far from Sun Naiyong in this first corridor.

Although Sun Naiyong was a military strategist, he was also a man of temperament and would not pretend at this time.

“Could it be that the power of the military strategists has something to do with this cold? Or does Sun Naiyong’s own power have a certain relationship with this power?”No matter what, Fang Yun did not give up, because the power of the stars could be touched at any time, but the chance to touch the power of the Demon Ancestor might only come once.

As long as he tried to comprehend it, even if he couldn’t make this power his own, it would inevitably indirectly help his other powers. Just like the Path of the Zither, at first glance, it seemed unrelated to the Path of Benevolence among the Saints’ Paths. However, the Path of the Zither actually cultivated one’s temperament, making one more understanding of rites and music, and thus achieving a deeper understanding of benevolence.

As he was thinking, Fang Yun suddenly felt a slight movement in his chest. He couldn’t help but smile wryly. Ever since the Mist Butterfly fell into a deep sleep, he had forgotten about this little creature. He looked down and found it still sleeping, but the place where the Mist Butterfly was, was not cold at all.

Fang Yun was stunned. This was the same feeling he had in the sandstorm before. At that time, the Mist Butterfly absorbed those strange winds. Could the Mist Butterfly absorb the power here?

Fang Yun helplessly realized that thinking too much was useless because he knew very little about the Mist Butterfly. He could only let nature take its course. Since the Mist Butterfly was a creature comparable to a real dragon, it would not easily get into trouble. Bringing it into the Comet Corridor might be a good thing.

However, Fang Yun then had a thought. The ordinary Mist Butterfly had already become terrifyingly strong by absorbing the power of the Weak Water’s strange wind. How strong would this Mist Butterfly become after absorbing the power of the Demon Ancestor?

Half a Time later, everyone continued to move forward, but some Demon Barbarians suddenly started running desperately. The power of their blood and qi had become very weak.

Fang Yun found it strange. These Demon Barbarians were not weaker than Li Fanming and the others in terms of power. Why were there signs of them not being able to hold on now? Soon, Fang Yun had a guess. This Comet Corridor was designed for the Demon Clan. The coldness might specifically consume the power of blood and qi. The human race, with the power of The Courage to Write, would not be specifically targeted by the coldness and could hold on longer.

The other Presented Scholars also found these Demon Barbarians strange and made various guesses. Fang Yun casually expressed his opinion, which won everyone’s agreement. This idea was likely the closest to the truth.

However, everyone was not particularly happy about this, because the Demon Clan not only had the power of blood and qi but also had strong bodies. If one of the corridors was a test of physical strength, the human race would definitely be far inferior to the Demon Clan, and they would have to think of other ways.

Everyone was getting closer and closer to the exit, but from time to time, Demon Barbarians ran out of blood and qi power and fell behind, having to use ice stones to return.

Fang Yun was somewhat reluctant to enter the second corridor so quickly, because the power of the Demon Ancestor in the first corridor was the weakest. If he couldn’t thoroughly comprehend even the weakest power, it would be unwise to rashly go to a stronger place.

Fang Yun walked slower and slower. The others found it strange, but this Comet Corridor was originally a place to test people. If Fang Yun really lacked power and couldn’t pass through the corridor, others couldn’t help him.

Fang Yun slightly lowered his head, constantly comprehending this power. His body gradually became numb, because his Wen Palace was gradually being frozen, and his thinking became slower.

At this time, all the Demon Barbarians had used the power of blood and qi, and all the Presented Scholars had used the power of The Courage to Write. The power of this coldness that continued to erode was too strong. If one was frozen for a long time, it might cause permanent damage to the body, and treatment would be needed to recover.

Fang Yun ignored this point. Just as he was about to be frozen by the coldness, a round moon appeared in each of his eyes.

Fang Yun clearly saw the round moon and couldn’t help but think of the Moon Phase Divine Stone of the Wolf Savage. He was basically certain that the bright moon he saw was that Moon Phase Divine Stone. It was just in a different state of existence, which should be related to the status of the Moon Emperor.

But what was strange was that after the Moon Phase Divine Stone appeared, Fang Yun felt even colder. To be precise, his perception of the coldness became clearer. His previous comprehension was like eating unshelled wheat, his mouth full of miscellaneous things. But now it was like grinding the shelled wheat into flour.

However, the power of the Moon Phase Divine Stone did not turn the “flour” into “noodles” or “buns” or other “flour products”. It couldn’t let Fang Yun absorb it immediately. Everything needed Fang Yun to do it himself.

Fang Yun did not waste this opportunity. He walked even slower. Even if his body and Wen Palace were still being invaded by the coldness and had slight damage, he still focused on comprehending this power.

Just like when he was comprehending the autumn wind in Jade Sea City.

After another two quarters of an hour, a smile appeared at the corner of Fang Yun’s mouth.

“So that’s how it is! This coldness is not entirely the power of the Demon Ancestor, but the power that the Demon Ancestor took from the comet and slightly changed! As long as I divide this power into two, it’s like comprehending the power of the Demon Ancestor and the strange comet at the same time! Could this be the real test of the first corridor?”

Fang Yun suddenly remembered what the stone lion had said, that there were great benefits hidden in the Comet Corridor.

Fang Yun looked up and saw that the exit was only a hundred feet away, but there was no one there.

“You guys are too anxious.”

Fang Yun sighed lightly and slowly quickened his pace. His body had clearly been frozen stiff, and his clothes had turned into plates, but now he was recovering at an extremely fast speed.In the end, although Fang Yun did not dispel all the coldness, the chill that had invaded his body greatly diminished.

The power of the Demon Ancestor and the comet was too strong. Fang Yun knew that his current level of comprehension was just right. It wasn’t that he couldn’t comprehend more, but it would take too much time. There was no need to waste time in the first corridor.

Since this power belonged to both the Demon Ancestor and the comet, the other corridors must also contain this kind of power!

Fang Yun laughed joyfully, as if drinking sweet spring water, as if understanding the classics of All the Saints, as if listening to his favorite music, as if eating delicious food.

Simple happiness.

Fang Yun stepped into the exit and found that it was a square identical to the previous one, with the same foggy door and two stone lions. However, the people in the square were different.

All the Presented Scholars were gone, but there were nearly a hundred Demon Barbarians absorbing the rich star power.

Fang Yun felt a warm power falling on him, and the aura of this power was exactly the same as the power of the God of Literature. (To be continued.)