"How to rely on Fang Yu? There is no chance. Fang Yu is extremely wary of us. There is no chance for us to copy his ability." Another figure said in a low tone, "Compared to Fang Yu, it is better to find a way to obtain the supreme divine way.
...If there is an opportunity to integrate the Supreme Divine Way into the laws of the Holy Way..."
"The Supreme Divine Way is no longer the strongest, haven't you seen Fang Yu's performance against those divine emperors?" The figure said almost through gritted teeth.
"You've lost your composure, Xuan Ling. Calm down, things haven't reached a desperate situation yet."
The figure standing opposite said slowly.
The monk named Xuan Ling was still excited and said: "Aren't you desperate enough? You saw Fang Yu's performance, why don't you despair? What is the purpose of our Holy Academy? We want to use Fang Yu to absorb all the human race
Nutrients will allow our Holy Court to become the most powerful force in the future, and we will rule everything with the laws of the Holy Dao!"
"But what about now? The combat power that Fang Yu has shown is beyond our reach!"
"He can kill the successor we have trained for many years with just one finger!"
Xuan Ling looked at Ling'er again, his tone filled with hatred for iron.
The figure opposite also fell silent.
The gap between Ling'er and Fang Yu today is indeed so great that it is indescribable.
Fang Yu can fight against many God Emperors alone, but Ling'er has not even achieved enlightenment yet.
From this point of view, the layout of the Holy Academy for so many years is completely in vain.
"Yao Yue, you are the Holy Emperor in our Holy Court. We should have greater pursuits, right?" Xuan Ling continued.
Yaoyue frowned and could only look up at the wise man above.
The matter has come to this, and there is no point in arguing with each other.
In the end, the Holy Court must obey the arrangements of the wise man.
"There is still a chance."
At this time, the wise man finally made a voice.
"The opportunity is in the ruins of the human race's ancestral star."
After hearing this, Yao Yue and Xuan Ling's expressions changed.
The ancestral star of the human race!
Indeed, the earth is now right next to the Datianchen star.
In the ruins, there are still many human heritages.
But, in this current situation, how can we enter the human race's ancestral star?
Fang Yu's protection of the Human Race's Ancestral Star and the Great Heavenly Star is all-round!
"Exchange." The wise man said, "Exchange conditions with Fang Yu in exchange for the opportunity to enter the human race's ancestral star."
"What else can we offer in exchange for Fang Yu?" Yao Yue asked doubtfully.
"A secret, a piece of history, a story that has been buried for many years." The wise man replied.
Hearing this, Yao Yue and Xuan Ling looked at each other with shock in their eyes.
They didn't know what the wise man said.
This is something that the wise man has never mentioned before!
However, since the wise man believes that this secret can exchange them for the opportunity to enter the human race's ancestral planet...
Then, it’s worth a try!
This is their last chance for the Holy Academy!
"Sage, we should take action immediately!" Xuan Ling said urgently.
"Sage, can we know what this secret is? What is it about?" Yao Yue asked with a frown.
"This secret is related to Fang Yu's origin." The wise man replied, "He will be interested."
This answer made Xuan Ling and Yaoyue look at each other again.
This time, there was not only surprise in their eyes, but also excitement!
The information about Fang Yu's parentage... is indeed extremely valuable!
They will definitely get great benefits from this transaction!
…
The northern part of the fairy world, Juchen Fairyland.
Inside the Yuhua Gate, Fang Yu meditated and recovered his body.
The fatigue gradually dissipates.
Fang Yu took a deep breath, stood up, and looked outside the courtyard door.
"I'm ready, come in." Fang Yu said.
Han Miaoyi walked in from outside.
"Brother Fang, shall we set off now?" Han Miaoyi asked.
"Well, you lead the way." Fang Yu said, "But remember, no matter what happens in the future, the first thing is... you must obey my orders and act without impulsiveness."
"I understand, Brother Fang, I'm not that brainless witch, and I won't do anything random." Han Miaoyi chuckled with a faint golden light in her eyes.
"Buzz!"
Afterwards, Fang Yu left Datianchenxing with Han Miaoyi.
Bloodline induction provided Han Miaoyi with a direction.
Go towards this direction and shuttle all the way.
In the space passage, Han Miaoyi's expression became increasingly nervous and dignified.
For some reason, the closer she got to the bloodline aura, the heavier she felt.
There seemed to be an inexplicable feeling of sadness and depression welling up deep in her blood, gradually taking over her state of mind.
Fang Yu could detect Han Miaoyi's emotional changes and his eyes moved slightly.
To be honest, he wasn't actually worried about any traps or ambushes set by the primitive protoss.
What worried him was Han Miaoyi's mood.
After all, the fundamental problem of the body of gods and demons is still there.
That is the conflict between divinity and demonic nature!
If the primitive gods take advantage of this... then the consequences will be disastrous.
But this is a conspiracy.
If the opponent really has this ability, he will show it sooner or later.
No matter whether Fang Yu brings Han Miaoyi here this time, the origin of his bloodline will not change after all, and this problem still needs to be solved.
"What happened to the Luntian Demon Ancestor, could it be related to the primitive gods..." Fang Yu frowned slightly and thought to himself, "But when the Luntian Demon Ancestor left, the primitive gods had not yet recovered. Could it be that the Luntian Demon Ancestor felt it in advance?
Are the primitive gods going to return? Is that why you choose to stay away from Han Miaoyi?"
"No matter what, the existence of the god-demonic body is a taboo, and both the demons and the primitive gods will want to get rid of it."
"The demons don't have this ability now, but the original gods can't say for sure."
In the space passage, Fang Yu looked at Han Miaoyi, his eyes a little solemn.
"Brother Fang, I feel that we are getting closer and closer. That bloodline aura seems to be... not far ahead." Han Miaoyi suddenly said.
Fang Yu immediately took Han Miaoyi through the space passage.
At this time, they were still in the northern part of the Immortal Realm, but they were already far away from the Juchen Immortal Realm.
They entered a realm, and in front of them was a vast expanse of pale snowfield, stretching as far as the eye could see.
The temperature in this place is extremely low, and after going deeper, you can still see a vast plain of thick snow, with not even a mountain in sight.
"How did the primitive protoss find such a place as a stronghold?" Fang Yu was a little confused.
"Brother Fang, we are very, very close." Han Miaoyi looked forward and whispered.
After arriving at this position, the feeling of depression and sadness she felt was already quite strong.
Han Miaoyi's voice was trembling, but she didn't know why.
Fang Yu looked forward.
But there is still a snowfield ahead, and not even a living thing can be seen.
Han Miaoyi suddenly stopped.
Fang Yu also stopped.
He looked around.
The spiritual consciousness spread out and no abnormality was found.
There are no traces of living creatures within a thousand miles, and there are no aura fluctuations.
"Is it right here?" Fang Yu looked at Han Miaoyi and asked doubtfully.
Han Miaoyi nodded and looked at the snowy field ahead.
She slowly fell from the sky.
"Where is this place? What fairyland or realm are we in?" Fang Yu was confused and wanted to figure this out.
At this time, Han Miaoyi had already landed on the snowy field.
She squatted down and felt the breath of blood, just under the ground covered with thick blood!
Han Miaoyi stretched out her hands, trying to push away the snow on top.
But at this moment, a buzzing sound came from the front!
"Buzz!"
The voice was harsh, with a powerful aura of majesty!
Fang Yu looked forward and frowned.
Only three white-robed monks appeared one after another.
Two men and one woman.
They all have vertical marks on their foreheads, glowing with golden light.
And the aura on their bodies directly revealed their identities.
Primitive gods!
The aura of the divine blood, which is purer than that of the members of the Supreme God Clan, instantly permeates the world!
Fang Yu looked at the appearance of these three monks with slightly stern eyes.
Sure enough, the bloodline aura that Han Miaoyi sensed was that the primitive gods were behind it.
"I didn't expect you to come so quickly."
The female nun in the middle has a delicate face. When she speaks, there is a sense of superior indifference in her tone.
She looked at Han Miaoyi with undisguised disgust in her eyes.
The body of gods and demons is a shame to the primitive gods.