Tens of millions of barbarians panicked for a moment. When the level reached a certain level, numbers could no longer make up for the difference. Tens of millions of barbarian flags combined with dozens of demon kings could resist part of the Great Confucian's power, but they could not resist the power of the Great Righteousness and Profound Words combined with the Sacred Scripture. In the Saint Origin World, the Sacred Scripture was several times more powerful than the Sacred Scripture. Many scholars and scholars looked at Kang Ha-chuan enviously. This was the power of the Great Confucian, one against tens of millions of barbarians. If a Great Confucian like Kang Ha-chuan defended with his Great Righteousness, five or six demon kings would not be able to get close to him. He was second only to the School of Mohism. After reciting the whole chapter, not only did the barbarians not get close, but they also moved further away from the airship due to the casualties in the front. Tens of millions of barbarians were terrified. Without the demon kings to stop them, no matter how many barbarians there were, they could not rush over. The horn sounded again, and the demon kings on the mountain gave the order to attack again. "Roar …" Countless barbarians continued to charge. Every barbarian's eyes turned blood red, and they had completely lost their minds. They pounced over like hungry wolves. Kang Ha-chuan said, "Everyone, this is a free military merit. Feel free to take it." Great Confucian Zhang Hu smiled and said, "Then I, Old Man, will not be polite." As soon as he finished speaking, light and shadow flickered in the void. A tongue sword with lightning flew straight into the crowd of barbarians. Then, tens of thousands of lightning bolts struck. Divine light flashed, and all the barbarians within a mile were charred by the lightning. "Old Man Hong Yu, how dare you steal our military merit!" Zhang Hu laughed and scolded. He recited the Great Confucian's war poem, "Watching the Sea". A tsunami with starlight rose from the ground. The tsunami was hundreds of feet thick, thousands of feet high, and miles long. It was like a giant mountain formed by seawater rising into the sky. It instantly surpassed the height of the airship and smashed down on the barbarians like the sky. All the demons and barbarians instinctively raised their heads to look at the huge tsunami. In the shadow of the tsunami. Their eyes were filled with despair. Zhang Hu was good at poetry, and this was the second realm poem, "Watching the Sea". Even the demon kings could not recover from their injuries after being hit. If these barbarians were hit by it, they would be turned into meat paste in an instant. A million could not stop the Great Confucian Poem. The greater demon monarchs on the mountain finally couldn't sit still any longer. They joined forces with the demon monarchs outside to use their demonic arts to block the tsunami from afar. More than a hundred beams of light tore through the sky and struck the terrifying tsunami one after another. The tsunami collided with the large amount of yao arts, creating continuous explosions that created powerful impacts in all directions. Even the airship was swaying slightly. It didn't take long for the tsunami to disappear, but the land below had become the Water Swamp River Kingdom. Over a million barbarians had died, and more than half of them had been scattered in all directions. Fang Yun's eyes lit up. He had finally witnessed the legendary war poem of the Great Confucian. If there was no power to stop it, the tsunami would be able to destroy an entire prefecture. However, those demons and barbarians had completely lost their minds. They continued to charge forward, and the Confucians didn't hold back either, starting a merciless slaughter. The other Grand Secretaries didn't even have a chance to intervene before the battle was over. There were still many Barbarian Demons on Mount Desolate Demon, but those Great Demon Kings were no longer prepared to send them to their deaths. The greater demon monarchs discussed for a long time, but they could only watch helplessly as the airship left. Everyone heaved a sigh of relief. The airship flew out of the Mount Desolate Demon and steadily arrived above the Yangtze River. When it reached the center of the river, the water within three hundred miles suddenly exploded, and waves of water soared into the sky, containing a powerful Saint's power. It turned into a huge water palace that enveloped the airship. A majestic Saint's power came from the direction of Notre-Dame and arrived above the water palace in an instant. However. It took some time for the Saint's power to reach the south, and the water palace had already completely enveloped the airship. A total of a hundred drops of Saint's blood suddenly appeared in the water palace. Among them. A total of five drops of Great Saint's blood! At this time, Fang Yun finally understood that the ten million barbarians were only used to numb everyone. However, the Great Confucian Ye Hongyu waved his hand, and a total of twelve bamboo slips appeared in the air. Then, the twelve bamboo slips rolled open, and the bamboo slips clattered, forming a bamboo slip. It was pleasing to the ear. Boundless clear light erupted from the bamboo slip, illuminating the heavens like the sun and moon in the sky. The hundred drops of Saint's blood had already transformed into Saint's avatars, ready to self-destruct or even attack at any time. However, time flew by. All of the avatars suddenly became motionless. Then, together with the water palace, they turned into dust like a piece of paper that had been sealed in a tomb for ten thousand years. The moment the tomb opened, a gentle breeze blew past, and they turned to dust. It was as if they had never existed. Many of the scholars felt a chill run down their spines, and they all realized what the bamboo slip was. The Spring and Autumn! Apart from the Spring and Autumn, the number one historical book in the Bensei Continent, no other book or scripture had this kind of power. The Spring and Autumn was Kong Sheng's last book, and it was also the most powerful Bensei book. Fang Yun stared fixedly at the Spring and Autumn, sensing a familiar power within. After all, he had once entered the world of the Spring and Autumn and experienced it for over two hundred years. However, Fang Yun knew that the bamboo slip floating in the air wasn't the original Spring and Autumn. It was merely a projection projected by Notre-Dame's Spring and Autumn. No matter how strong the hundred Saint's avatars were, they couldn't compare to a projection of the Spring and Autumn. The bamboo slip split into twelve volumes and flew into Great Scholar Ye Hongyu's sleeve. Ye Hongyu took a step back and disappeared from the airship. Only the blink of an eye had passed from the appearance of the water palace to the disappearance of the hundred Saint's avatars. The people on the airship were still immersed in the soul-stirring battle. They stood there in a daze, allowing the airship to fly. "This … this is the legendary power of the Holy Scriptures? Up close, it's inconceivable. It's completely different from the poetry and scriptures we've learned! "Qiao Juze exclaimed. "Nonsense," Chen Liyue said in a low voice. "The Spring and Autumn Annals is no ordinary scripture. Those powerful sacred scriptures are definitely not ordinary. Otherwise, how would we humans be able to contend with such powerful demons and barbarians?" "But they're too strong, so strong that it doesn't make sense. "If it did make sense, Kong Sheng wouldn't have forced the Demon Realm to sign a thousand-year truce, becoming their greatest humiliation and causing many Barbarians to worship him as their god. There are many powers in the Spring and Autumn that we can't see or feel. We can only watch the show. I've heard that many Barbarian tribes still have statues of Kong Sheng, but they look more like Apeman. "" I've heard that many Apeman worship Kong Sheng as their ancestor. "Fang Yun nodded. The Minister of Rites revealed a look of envy and said, "Fang Xu Sheng, if you can be conferred the title of Half Sage, you will be able to complete the magnificent History of the Ancient Demons with the Holy Pages. Your History of the Ancient Demons will definitely become the Holy Book of the School of Historians. If you can obtain the power of the Stone Door of History, your History of the Ancient Demons will be much more powerful than a normal history book." Everyone nodded their heads in envy. Fang Yun coughed. "Assistant Minister Sai, you're exaggerating. It's already extremely difficult to finish writing the History of the Ancient Demons. Let's not talk about becoming a Saint, let alone the Holy Scripture." "You have the possibility, but we don't." Fang Yun thought that although the History of the Ancient Demons was powerful, it was still a foreign race's history. If the human race's Imperial Lord Codex was written, it would definitely be more powerful than the History of the Ancient Demons. (To be continued)
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