Chapter 947: The unparalleled scholar (1)
Translator: 549690339
In the blue sky, the clouds suddenly dispersed and disappeared, leaving only a blue sky.
The power that was rushing down from the sky and the existence that had yet to appear seemed to be unable to tolerate even a grain of sand.
Between heaven and earth, a pair of eyes opened. They were filled with wisdom and unshakeable calmness.
In the mountains and seas, a 300-meter-tall illusionary figure appeared. He was wearing a Confucian robe and a Confucian crown. His face was blurry and his long beard fluttered in the wind.
He didn’t know if it was an illusion, but the blazing sun in the sky seemed to have dimmed a little.
This Phantom had the blue sky above its head and the vast ocean below its feet.
As soon as this apparition appeared, within a hundred miles of Jing mountain, a clear air surrounded it and the sound of reading came from the void.
The pure air that the scholarly Academy had accumulated for 1000 years was like the light of a Firefly in comparison.
The Confucian Saint!
He was the founder of the scholarly system, a great man who had surpassed his rank.
It had been more than 1200 years since the death of the Confucian Saint, and this was the first time someone had summoned his soul.
At this moment, the statue of the Sorcerer God trembled violently. The entire altar and the valley were shaking as if there was an earthquake.
At this moment, within a hundred miles of Jing Mountain City, all the living beings prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling in fear.
Yelb and UDA Pagoda trembled and bent their backs, stubbornly refusing to prostrate. This was the last dignity of a rank 3 wizard.
Grand Wizard salen AGU looked up at the huge shadow, and his lips trembled.
“The Confucian Saint …. He muttered.
Since the birth of the human civilization, the changes in the system of rites and system were complicated and chaotic. However, if the long river of history was extended, from a macro perspective, the changes of human civilization could be simply divided into two stages:
Before and after the scholarly faction.
Before the Confucian school was born, the system was unstable and was in a relatively chaotic stage.
After the birth of the scholarly faction, the human civilization finally had a
cornerstone and a root that could not be separated from the original.
In the hundreds of thousands of years after the conclusion of the era of gods and demons, in terms of luck, neither the ancient emperors nor the millions of emperors in the future could compare to the Confucian Saint.
As the founder of the human civilization, the Confucian Saint seemed to have been born at the right time.
Wei Yuan’s eyes were replaced by a clear light, showing the coldness of a God. His body was cracked, and his crown and knife were glowing. They repaired his body over and over again, and the cycle repeated.
At this moment, he was not only shouldering power beyond his grade, but also the most majestic luck since the birth of the human race.
After the death of the Confucian Saint, no one had been able to summon his heroic soul, which was not without reason.
Wei Yuan raised his head and stared at Emperor Zhen de, who was still in the air.”Why don’t you use your sword!”
Emperor Zhen de looked at him coldly.
The sword slashed down.
The sword light was brilliant, and time and space seemed to freeze at this moment. There had never been such a majestic sword Qi in the world, because in history, there had never been a swordsman who had surpassed the grade.
Screams rang out on the battlefield, and a few Masters who had mustered up the courage to witness this scene had their bodies undergo a creepy mutation.
Some of them suddenly shot out sword Qi from their bodies and then split into pieces.
Some of their bodies were dyed iron-gray and turned into statues.
Some of them caught fire and quickly turned into ashes, leaving two black footprints on the ground.
Some turned into yellow sand and dissipated, while some turned into wood with wood veins appearing on their skin and green leaves growing out of their pores.
Zhang Kaitai and the other experts closed their eyes and lowered their heads, not daring to look at the sword light.
Fear exploded in their hearts.
When it came to a battle at the peak of the nine regions, it could really easily turn a region into a wasteland.
The brilliant sword light arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.
Wei Yuan raised his foot and stomped forward, “”Before the Confucian Saint, who dares to be impudent!”
The thousand-foot shadow synchronized with the foot and stepped forward lightly.
With this step, a tsunami that was thousands of feet high suddenly rose in the vast ocean. Mount Jing completely collapsed, the mountain collapsed, and the tsunami …
The power of the Confucian saint’s foot razed the mountains and rivers to the ground, turning the earth into a swamp.
The five-colored sword radiance collapsed and turned into the pure power of the five elements, painting the sky in a colorful and magnificent way.
Four super experts, salen AGU, the Emperor of Jean d ‘arc, yelbu, and the crow Pagoda, were hit in the chest by a gust of clear air that seemed to sweep across the world. Like leaves in the wind, their bodies were quickly destroyed.
The four top experts stood still and recovered from their injuries. Their auras had already fallen to the bottom of the valley, and their morale was low.
The combined attack of the four of them had already reached a level that was beyond their grade. Who would have thought that it would turn into ashes under the Confucian saint’s foot?
The dispersed five-elemental sword Qi had directly changed the elemental laws of this world. Towering trees grew in the sea, streams flowed through the rocks, and flames burned on the surface of the sea …
It wasn’t that the power of this sword wasn’t enough.
It was because the Confucian Saint was too strong.
Emperor Jean de’s breath was unstable, and the black light around his body turned into black flames, which backfired.
He cultivated the path of the human sect, so he would also be burned by the karmic fire. In the past few decades, he had firmly suppressed the karmic fire with his identity and status as the monarch.
When he was hit by the clear Qi just now, his aura weakened and the Hellfire immediately backfired.
He took a deep breath and breathed in and out the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth. The body of yang God, which was said to be indestructible by Taoism, emitted golden light and put out the fire of karma.
Wei Yuan’s face paled. He ignored his four defeated opponents and turned to walk toward the altar in the valley.
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