Peng peng peng!
The Ancient Sages crashed into the ground, creating massive craters one after another.
At their level of cultivation, they would not die even if they were reduced to mere skeletons. However, they were experts who had been in hibernation for innumerable years, and they had not fully recovered from the previous battle against Sovereign Chen Yong. Without sufficient Aeon of Ancient Sage, their lifespan would run out, and they would die without a doubt.
In other words, they were putting their lives on the line to stop the deity before them!
"I can't allow the members of the Hundred Schools of Philosophers to die here!"
Seeing how the battle was going to end at this rate, Zhang Xuan took a deep breath.
He was not on friendly terms with the Hundred Schools of Philosophers, and they had even fallen out with one another a few times, but he could not bear to watch them die.
These Ancient Sages were putting their lives on the line for humanity, not for themselves.
Just like Zhang Hongtian, they were worthy of respect.
Driving his zhenqi, Zhang Xuan was just about to charge out discreetly to deal a fatal blow to the deity when Kong Shiyao suddenly spurted another mouthful of blood.
"Stabilize the space. Retreat!"
Hong long!
As she spoke, the cracks in the sky began mending, and the turbulent space swiftly stabilized.
The deity had already revealed his waist when he crawled out of the coffin, but with just a single command, he swiftly retreated back to his shoulder.
However, the difference in their cultivation was simply too great. Even though she had activated her bloodline ability, she was still unable to deal with the deity once and for all.
"It's indeed his bloodline! This is great! If I can obtain it, the sect leader will surely accept me as his direct disciple and provide me with sufficient resources!"
Retreating to the point where he almost left this world, the "deity" wasn't scared at all. Instead, he was filled with excitement, and his eyes were shining with excitement.
At this moment, the seemingly resurrected corpse of Ancient Sage Zi Yuan slowly flew out of the coffin after absorbing sufficient blood essence. He clenched his fist tightly and threw a punch forward.
Hong long!
There was nothing fancy about this punch, but it harnessed an irresistible might. Clearly, it had also reached the level of Dimension Shatterer realm.
"Heh!"
The deity did not show any fear. Instead, he sneered coldly as he clasped his hands together.
Si la!
The formation that the corpse had been maintaining was torn apart in the blink of an eye, and a mercury-like energy gushed forth.
Struck by the overwhelming might, Ancient Sage Yan Qing crashed heavily onto the ground. It was as if a massive mountain was crushing down on his back, rendering him unable to move at all.
The others weren't faring much better either. Kong Shiyao was still able to hold on due to the activation of her bloodline power, but Yan Xue's face paled as blood seeped out of his body. Even before he could do anything, he was already on the verge of collapsing.
Zhang Xuan was hiding in the void. Although he was also under pressure, it was not serious. Furthermore, he was the strongest and had sealed all his pores in advance, so he suffered the least damage.
Kacha! Kacha! Kacha!
The deity had clashed with Ancient Sage Zi Yuan's corpse seven to eight times, resulting in the destruction of the seal. On top of that, Ancient Sage Yan Qing's blood essence had also been depleted, causing the deity's prowess to gradually weaken. On the contrary, the mercury-like energy that shrouded the entire platform made the deity feel like a fish in water.
Not too long later, with a resounding boom, the Ancient Sage's corpse was knocked back into the stone coffin, unable to move at all.
"Bloodline Ignition …"
With bloodshot eyes, Kong Shiyao bellowed furiously. More blood gushed out of her mouth, but before it could fully ignite, the laughter of the deity echoed in the air. "Save your breath. If you die here, it'll be useless even if we bring you back with us."
He raised his palm and struck down.
Pu!
Kong Shiyao's body swayed weakly as she plummeted from the sky.
Suppressing the danger of his meridians shattering, Yan Xue rushed forward to support her.
"Hahaha!"
After knocking back Ancient Sage Zi Yuan's corpse and knocking Kong Shiyao down, the deity burst into laughter once more. He leaped out of the dimension rift and floated in midair.
It had been difficult for him to climb out of the seal earlier, but now that the seal had been destroyed, Ancient Sage Zi Yuan's corpse, which was the core of the formation, had been returned to the stone coffin. There was nothing else that could stop him anymore.
"I was curious to see what kind of place could give birth to such a formidable expert, but to think that I would be so disappointed to see it with my own eyes!"
The deity scanned his surroundings before sneering coldly. He flicked his wrist and made a grabbing motion toward Kong Shiyao.
Yan Xue gritted his teeth and charged forward, but before he could reach the deity, he was already sent flying by a flick of the deity's finger.
"Come with me!"
Hula!
The deity wrapped Kong Shiyao tightly, preventing her from escaping no matter how hard she tried.
"No!"
Seeing how Kong Shi, the only person whose bloodline had exceeded '8' in the past thousand years, had been captured, the crowd could not help but grit their teeth so tightly together.
However, due to their lack of strength, there was nothing they could do.
"Is the Kunxu Domain that Kong Shi founded going to be destroyed in my hands? I really can't accept this!"
Ancient Sage Yan Qing trembled uncontrollably.
The Otherworldly Demonic Tribe, whom Kong shi had failed to pacify back then, had been pacified instead. He had thought that mankind would continue to grow stronger and stronger, and he would be able to walk the path of glory once more. Who could have thought that the strongest Hundred Schools of Philosophers would suddenly face such a calamity?
Had it been before the opening of the Temple of Confucius, there was no way he would have been able to break through the barrier of the dimension rift. However, the barrier had become thinner, and the seal had been torn apart. Even if he were to expend all of his vitality, there was no way he would be able to reverse the situation.
If that person had been here … would the outcome have been different?
All of a sudden, a figure appeared in Zhang Xuan's mind. It was the Celestial Master Teacher known as Zhang Xuan.
Despite his young age, that fellow was able to create miracles time and time again.
Based on what he knew, Sovereign Chen Ling had also used a sacrificial ritual to allow a deity to break through the barrier and enter the Otherworldly Demonic Tribe.
If that person had been here, would he have been able to kill that deity as well? Would he have saved the Hundred Schools of Philosophers?
"He isn't here, and I don't have a good relationship with him …"
This thought swiftly flashed across Zhang Xuan's mind, and he shook his head helplessly.
Putting aside the fact that it was impossible for outsiders to enter the Temple of Confucius, even if they were able to enter, it was unlikely that they would lend a helping hand.
While it was true that they were here to destroy the Otherworldly Demonic Tribe and save mankind, the several conflicts they had with the Celestial Master Teacher and the Hundred Schools of Philosophers were not as friendly as they seemed.
"Forget it. Even if I have to risk my life, I have to save Kong Shiyao!"
Knowing that it was pointless to think about such matters at this point, Ancient Sage Yan Qing forcefully gathered his strength. Just as he was about to expend the last drop of blood in his body to save Kong Shi, a cold glint suddenly shot up from the side of the altar.
Like a river that had broken through a dam, it surged up violently. Then, like a bolt of lightning, it pierced straight towards the throat of the "deity".
"This …"
Ancient Sage Yan Qing's body stiffened. He quickly turned his gaze over, and what he saw was an arrogant figure reminiscent of Kong shi's sculpture in the Ancestral Hall. The image of that figure was deeply etched in his mind, and he would never be able to get rid of it.
"It's … Zhang Xuan!"
"He's … here!"
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