"The ritual of impropriety!"

Fang Yun felt a strange power spreading throughout his body, as if it were the highest rule between heaven and earth. He involuntarily bent over and held the pen, writing on a blank piece of paper.

These four words seemed very simple, but Fang Yun found that there was an invisible and majestic force preventing him from writing these four words. It was as if once he finished writing these four words, he would be crushed by that force.

Fang Yun knew that this was the examination of classics, which was far more peculiar than reciting sacred words and poetry.