Chapter 1388 - Confucius Way Saint King

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

After the establishment of the First Central Empire, they greatly supported the Confucius Way to restrict the Taichi Way and Thousand Buddha Way. These three forces reached a type of equilibrium.

This was why the Confucius Way and First Central Empire had many close connections. The scholarly officials were practically all chosen from the heirs of the Confucius Way.

Even in the entire Confucius Way, there were only a few who could reach the Saint King Realm for Spiritual Power. Each one was an outstanding figure and definitely a grandmaster of the Confucius Way.

There was actually a Confucius Way Saint King among the Sacred rebels. The Confucius and battle Saints of the Lingxiao Heavenly King Mansion were naturally extremely shocked.

“Not even the sect leaders of the four Confucius Way lands have reached the Saint King Realm. This man is even stronger than them. Who is he? Why is he rebelling with Zhang Ruochen?”

It wasn’t only them. Even Zhang Ruochen was a bit surprised. He didn’t think that there would be another Saint King among the Guarding Dragon Pavilion, other than Patriarch Taiyi.

No wonder they were the heritage of the empire. The Guarding Dragon Pavilion’s abilities were a bit too strong.

“Who are you?” Blue Moon Ancestor asked.

The Confucius Way Saint King’s voice was very indifferent. “Why are you asking so much? Someone like you should’ve died long ago. Why sleep underground and try to fool death?”

“The Empress has already become a goddess,” Blue Moon Ancestor said. “Her divine power covers the entire world. She can determine your life or death with one word. Are you not afraid of dying?”

“Some things are more important than your life. How can someone like you, who hides underground to live a few more centuries, understand this? A life can be just one moment, but you must be fearless. Even if it’s futile, like moths going to fire, you will still be able to shine.”

“Okay, I’ll make it easy for you.”

Blue Moon Ancestor activated the rules of ice. The sky above turned blue and the ground underfoot was sealed in ice. Dozens of spiritual mountains turned into snowy peaks.

The rules in that space seemed to have changed, forming some shocking phenomena. Blue dragon shadows rushed out of the ground. Waterfalls fell from the sky. Various saintly images flew around Blue Moon Ancestor.

“Lord Laozu is undefeatable. He can definitely kill the Sacred rebels.”

“Only a Saint King can change the power of the world like this.”

Blue Moon Ancestor raised a hand and cut down. Various blue dragon rushed out with the strike, shattering the mass of Great Spirit.

“The world contains spirit. All will thrive with the spirit.”

The Confucius Way Saint King uttered that phrase. Instantly, bright white light poured out of his body, transforming into even heavier Great Spirit.

“Below are the rivers and mountains, above are the sun and stars.”

The Great Spirit shrouded the land, forming mountains and rivers under his feet. Above him, it formed a starry sky.

“It is known as the Great Spirit in the world. It fills the heavens and land.”

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The Saint King recited a line from the Great Spirit Song with each step he took. The Great Spirit grew thicker and thicker. One could almost see the looming mountains and hear the roaring river.

Every word was a star.

The blue dragon shadows and handprints from Blue Moon Ancestor were shattered by the Great Spirit.

Crackle, crackle.

The stars in the sky fell down, forcing Blue Moon Ancestor to spit out blood. She stumbled back as bloody holes appeared on her body. She looked so pitiful.

This was a royal ancestor who’d lived more than 1,000 years, but she was suppressed by a nameless Saint King. Both the imperial court and Sacred army were shocked.

“The Crown Prince actually has such a powerful figure under him. No wonder he dares to attack the Lingxiao Heavenly King Mansion.”

“Today, we must conquer the Lingxiao Heavenly King Mansion no matter what. Make the Chi Family and imperial court pay for the blood debt from 800 years ago.”

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In the heat of the battle, more and more soldiers from the imperial court and the Sacred army killed each other. Tens of thousands died every moment. Blood flowed through the streets, turning into a bloody river.

“Heavenly King Huben is here. Who dares to wreak havoc in the Lingxiao Heavenly King Mansion?”

A city that was hundreds of feet wide flew over from the distance. Along the way, it crushed down. More than 30,000 Sacred soldiers were killed in an instant. This even included two Saints.

Heavenly King Huben was just so strong. It seemed that he could destroy everything in the world.

Boom, boom.

The saintly city already flew past before the Sacred soldiers and Saints exploded into clouds of bloody mist.

The saintly city flew into the Lingxiao Heavenly King Mansion, crashing directly at the Confucius Way Saint King to stop him from attacking Blue Moon Ancestor.

The Saint King didn’t seem worried at all. He formed a handprint and continued reciting the Great Spirit Song. “When one follows the sun and moon, life and death can be determined.”

A blazing sun and moon appeared at the same time. They crashed against the incoming saintly city. Energy waves flooded out crazily, tearing apart some of the runes in the ancient defensive formation.

After 16 activations, Zhang Ruochen finally activated the World Power of the Universe World. He protected Ghost King Bloodmoon, Princess White Li, Le and the others behind him, blocking the shockwaves from the two Saint Kings’ battle.

Zhang Ruochen raised his head. He saw a bearded man sitting in the saintly city. He wore white tiger armor and seemed like a descending war god.

The Lingxiao Heavenly King Mansion wasn’t the only one in the Royal Capital. Some other Heavenly Kings had their residences here too.

Heavenly King Huben was one of them. He happened to be in the Royal Capital and sensed the major changes in the city. He immediately rode a city over as reinforcements.

He was an upper figure of the Ministry of War and usually ruled over the Chaotic World Mountain. He only returned to Kunlun’s Field after the Empress became a goddess.

“Thank you, Heavenly King Huben, for coming to help. This Confucius Way Saint King definitely isn’t only at level 55. He’s incredibly powerful. Please stop him for a moment while I activate the ancient defensive formation and use its power to kill him.”

Blue Moon Ancestor’s injuries healed quickly. Then he transformed into a blue moon and flew into the depths of the Lingxiao Heavenly King Mansion.

“If you want to activate the defensive formation, you must pass me first.”

The patriarch of the Cai Family held a golden sword. He shattered the ground with his steps as he waved his sword at Blue Moon Ancestor. “Crown Prince!” he roared. “Cai Yuanxi of the Inner Pavilion has come to aid you in killing enemies and reestablishing the might of the Sacred.”

Blue Moon Ancestor and the Cai Family patriarch had similar cultivations. However, Blue Moon Ancestor had been hurt by the Great Spirit earlier, so he had a disadvantage. The Cai Family patriarch sent her flying with one strike.

Blue Moon Ancestor was extremely furious. “Cai Yuanxi!” she roared. “You old cockroach, how dare you go against the First Central Empire?”

“Back then, if Emperor Ming hadn’t gone missing, if the Crown Prince hadn’t gotten assassinated, if the imperial court hadn’t gone out of control, turning the Royal Capital into a bloody storm, how could I have surrendered to you? Since the Crown Prince has returned, the Sacred Central Empire has legitimacy again. Naturally, I will help the Crown Prince for Emperor Ming. Otherwise, how could I repay Emperor Ming for helping me?”

The Cai Family patriarch’s long hair flew and his face was red. Holy Qi circulated crazily within him. The golden sword in his hand transformed into a sword mountain and crushed down at Qingyue Laozi.

This elder who had one foot in the grave had become excited when seeing the Sacred battle flag. He was even more hotblooded and fanatic than many younger cultivators.

Soon, the cultivators of the Cai Family joined an army outside the Lingxiao Heavenly King Mansion and charged.

Zhang Ruochen knew that time was tight. The waters of the First Central Empire were deep and there were many strong cultivators. The longer things dragged out for, the more disadvantageous it was for the Sacred army.

Even if the 12 Buddha pearls could seal the entire city, the Confucius Way still had the Heaven and Earth Chessboard. They could look into the world and know the big events of Kunlun’s Field.

He must fight quickly and end things quickly.

He must control the Supreme Saint runes in the royal shrine to lock down the victory.

Le was fighting the Seventh Lord. Ghost King Bloodmoon was battling the Forty-sixth Lord.

With them fending off the old figures of the royal family, Zhang Ruochen used the fastest speed to charge into a spiritual mountain from a crack in the battlefield. He wanted to enter the shrine as quickly as possible.

“Where are you going? You better stay!”

A roar thundered from underground. Saintly light flowed out.

Yet another lord of the royal family woke up from his slumber underground. He used a saint spell fist print and struck up. Of course, his cultivation wasn’t as scary as Seventh Lord and the others. He was just a True Saint who was half-dead.

Zhang Ruochen struck with ten Dragon and Elephant Prajna Palms. Countless dragon and elephant images appeared. They frantically hammered on the lord, shattering the body.

Deep within the spiritual mountain, an invisible force weighed on Zhang Ruochen. He was forced to the ground. He couldn’t continue flying.

He was already outside the royal shrine. The spatial structure became extremely stable. Strange changes occurred to the rules as well. No creature was able to fly here.

Suddenly, a dragon’s cry sounded. Nine flood-dragons in the Saint Realm rushed out from amidst saintly light.

The power from nine Saint dragons running at the same time even shook the stable ground.

Behind the nine dragons, there was brilliant golden light. One could vaguely see a chariot inside the golden light.

“Golden Dragon Carriage.”

Zhang Ruochen’s eyes narrowed. He recognized his father’s battle chariot. It was known as the Golden Dragon Carriage, and also the “Nine Dragon Carriage.” It was a very powerful Ten-thousand-pattern Saint Weapon.

The nine dragons all turned red and radiated with blazing heat. Immediately after, they spat out saintly fire from their mouths at the same time. The fire twisted together and flooded toward Zhang Ruochen.

The fire was like tidal waves and had the terrifying ability to burn the sky and seas.

Zhang Ruochen put up his spatial territory and used the Spatial Twist. The flames that were surging toward him actually turned back when they were ten feet from him.

A young yet arrogant voice traveled from the Golden Dragon Carriage. “You are indeed the Time and Space Descendant. You do have some skills.”