Chapter 1814: The Unfulfilled Wish of Confucius! (1/2)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
The energy did not come from Li Junxian, but from Confucius and the hundred other sages of the Confucian Sect, and also the previous leaders of the Confucian path.
Buzz!
In the blink of an eye, all this energy gathered together and pressed down on Wang Chong's body, causing him to immediately tremble.
”Wang Chong, take my move!”
Li Junxian's cold voice rumbled like thunder. Crack! A flash of lightning appeared overhead, and with a great rumble, a massive path to a higher dimension was opened.
But the energy of this higher dimension was different from the Subtle realm. When this dimension opened, the world was instantly awash with the chanting of sages, and countless words and ancient texts began to manifest around Li Junxian, blinking in and out of existence.
Milky-white streams of energy, majestic, vast, and bursting with righteousness, poured out of that dimension and flowed into Li Junxian.
Clang!
Li Junxian suddenly pulled out the Noble Sage Sword, which immediately gave a resounding cry.
In a cold flash of light, a majestic beam of Sword Qi shot forth, joining together with that vast torrent of higher-dimension energy to slash at Wang Chong.
This attack was faster than lightning and the speed of thought, instantly crossing space to appear above Wang Chong's head.
As the Sword Qi shot across, it left a long white scar in its wake!
This was the Sword of Divine Judgment, the strongest attack of the Confucian Sect that gathered together the power of two holy relics, the Crown of Confucius and the Noble Sage Sword. At this moment, Li Junxian had already squeezed his way into the spot of the strongest leader of the Confucian Sect.
Boom!
Wang Chong's pupils constricted, and in that moment, a sea of Subtle realm Stellar Energy poured out of him and into the Origin Immortal Sword.
Wang Chong did not choose to retreat in the face of Li Junxian's supreme attack. Instead, he gathered up all the strength in his body to put up his own fierce resistance.
Boom! The two Sword Qis collided, and a shockwave swept over the training ground. In the face of Li Junxian's attack, Wang Chong was forced back more than one hundred feet by the formidable might of the Noble Sage Sword.
”Your Highness!”
”Young Master!”
Li Siye and Miyasame Ayaka cried out in alarm, both of them paling.
The power of Li Junxian's attack was simply absurd. He wielded two relics, and each one was more than one thousand years old. Both of them had followed Wang Chong for a long time, but this was the first time they had seen someone of the same age capable of pushing him back.
”This is bad! The Confucian Sect's Crown of Confucius is too powerful! His Highness won't be able to hold on! And that's not the only thing! You might not have noticed, but Li Junxian's Psychic Energy is even stronger than His Highness's. The Crown of Confucius has allowed him to surpass His Highness in both strength and Psychic Energy!”
”Not good! Li Junxian is attacking again!”
As Wang Chong's subordinates cried out in alarm, Li Junxian vanished like a ghost and then once more slashed at Wang Chong.
Bom! The attack left a long white scar in the air, but this time, Wang Chong did not choose to take the attack directly. Using the Greater Void Step, he narrowly dodged the blow.
”It's pointless, Wang Chong. The Crown of Confucius is the number one relic of our Confucian Sect, the crown worn by the First Sage. The sages say that people must directly face their own flaws in the same way as they arrange their clothes in a mirror. You militarists have killed far too many people. Wang Chong, your desire to kill and murder surpasses that of any other Great General in any era.
”Before the Qin, Bai Qi, who was known as the King of Great Generals, buried four hundred thousand of Zhao's soldiers in the Battle of Changping, and became known to later generations as a god of murder. In the southwest, you killed four hundred thousand and spread a plague across the Tibetan Plateau that killed countless innocents. In the Battle of Khorasan, you ceaselessly pursued the enemy, killing one million. Even Bai Qi dims in comparison to you!
”You are the true Demon King of Murder! The Sage's crown is meant precisely to control bloodthirsty militarists like you!”
Li Junxian's unhurried voice resounded across the training ground.
Even though Wang Chong had dodged his attack, Li Junxian was in no rush.
”Now, let me end the battle between us!”
Li Junxian's voice was cold and resounding, like a great bell.
Boom!