"Hahahaha, defeat us?"
Mu Ren’s mocking laughter shook the heavens, his eyes cast towards Su Changqing with a sneer,
"Even your teacher couldn’t accomplish such a thing, and you think you can?"
"Ignorant child, no matter how strong the divine omen is, it cannot contend with a Great Saint or a quasi-emperor!"
As his words fell, Mu Ren’s entire body exuded a terrifying aura of a quasi-emperor that rose to the skies.
Behind him were those at the peak of Great Saint, Saint Kings, and several other powerful figures.
Additionally, there stood an elder quasi-emperor, alongside Mu Ren.
Two quasi-emperors, many experts in the realm of Divine Principle.
This terrifying force far surpassed the current Holy Academy.
For at this moment, the Holy Academy did not even have a single quasi-emperor, even Wei Cang was still a step away.
Confucianism had been divided for many years, its strength far beneath other orthodoxies.
These individuals were the strongest Confucianism had to offer.
Now with two quasi-emperors confronting them, surrounded by many powerful figures, on the surface, the Holy Academy stood no chance.
Yet, be it Wei Cang or Shu Han and others, they remained calm and composed.
Though few were the strong within the Holy Academy, Su Changqing alone was sufficient!
"Are you planning to merge with Hao Ran and forcibly elevate your realm?"
Mu Ren looked at Su Changqing, his voice dripping with disdain, "The recent descent of Hao Ran was indeed formidable, but to what level can you ascend?"
"A King? Or a Saint?"
"Heh, even if you rise to a Great Saint, do you think with your strength alone, you can overturn the heavens?"
At this moment, many Confucians present, as well as onlookers, looked towards Su Changqing in confusion.
As Mu Ren said, they saw no chance for the Holy Academy’s victory, and couldn’t fathom what Su Changqing’s trump card could be.
"A King, a Saint?"
Su Changqing smiled, gazing up at the sculpture before him,
"Here lies all my Confucian accumulations from cultivation till now."
"Just a Saint, then you all are underestimating me."
With these words, the expressions of the court faction subtly changed.
Without any hesitation, Mu Ren immediately shouted sharply,
"Kill! Today, unify Confucianism!"
Boom!
The sky instantly shattered, overwhelming secret techniques and divine techniques poured down like rain.
The world changed color, sinister cracks spread across the sky.
The combined strike of two quasi-emperors and many experts made the entire Central Province City tremble.
And at this moment, Su Changqing reached out his hand, slowly touching the sculpture of the Literary Emperor.
The world seemed to quiet for a moment, and then...
Boom!
Endless light burst forth from around the sculpture of the Literary Emperor.
The dazzling radiance illuminated the sky, spreading across the entire firmament.
Like ocean tides, vast literary energy surged from the sculpture of the Literary Emperor to the heavens.
The Confucian foundation Su Changqing accumulated since he became a disciple erupted today.
On the first day, the ultimate truths spoken by the Confucian Immortal.
The poems and verses created with Er Niu.
Inspirational utterances recited in moments of inspiration during leisure.
And the mad verses recited when overpowering the Literary Emperor at the division platform...
So many.
Even Su Changqing himself did not know how terrifyingly vast the literary energy accumulated within the sculpture of the Literary Emperor was.
Now it erupted all at once, inundating the vast Central Province City with literary energy.
Witnessing the omnipresent, overwhelmingly dense Hao Ran energy, everyone was stunned.
"You... you’ve got to be kidding, how can there be so much Hao Ran energy!"
"This... how many ultimate truths and famous sayings were created to have such a terrifying foundation?"
"Heavens, has the anomaly of the Literary Emperor’s sculpture over the years been because of Su Changqing?"
"Gasp... what kind of monstrous Confucian attainment must one have to achieve such a degree..."
Everyone in Central Province City was immersed in boundless shock.
In the past, to incite a single anomaly of the Literary Emperor would be enough to be recorded in history, renowned throughout the world.
But today, Su Changqing alone had filled the entire Central Province with Hao Ran energy!
This exaggerated scene left everyone deeply shocked.
Meanwhile, numerous experts observing the battle were also stunned.
"Su Changqing... actually had such a trump card?"
Zhao Shanke gazed blankly, murmuring, "Such vast literary energy, how many realms does this elevate?"
"Confucian pinnacle... Su Changqing’s Confucian attainment is actually so terrifying."
Ximen Xiu looked incredulously, the elder beside him was also stunned.
They knew Su Changqing’s Sword Dao was formidable, but never thought his Confucianism would not fall behind his Sword Dao!
Able to invoke such vast literary energy, Su Changqing could almost ascend to the pinnacle of Confucianism in a single day.
Only now did everyone realize that Su Changqing’s Confucian mastery was actually stronger than his Sword Dao!
At the same moment, Mu Ren and the experts of the court faction stood dumbfounded.
They gazed at the endless Hao Ran permeating the heavens, their eyes filled with bewilderment.
Having pursued Confucianism for many years, they were well-read, learned.
But scouring history, counting past examples, they had never witnessed such a dreamlike scene.
Their recent combined strike was powerful, enough that even quasi-emperors would briefly avoid the edge.
Yet, the torrent of Hao Ran that surged like a flood broke through a levee, truly laid a barrier from the heavens.
The incoming attacks failed to cause Su Changqing any hindrance, shattering directly in the void.
And at this moment, Su Changqing looked up at the sky, hands raised and spread, softly spoke.
"Merge!"
Boom!
An infinite amount of Hao Ran energy, like swallows returning to their nest, swarmed down.
Fierce winds rose around heaven and earth, Su Changqing’s black hair swirling.
In the place where he stood, a vast vortex of Hao Ran appeared overhead.
At the center of that massive vortex, the vast literary energy continuously merged into Su Changqing’s body.
The inner world trembled, Su Changqing’s realm began to soar at an unimaginable speed.
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