Chapter 1814 - The Unfulfilled Wish of Confucius!
Chapter 1814: The Unfulfilled Wish of Confucius!
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!
Li Junxian had barely spoken when noble and righteous energy surged out from the Crown of Confucius, causing space to twist.
At this moment, the figures of various Sage Masters began to manifest around Li Junxian, gripping books and scrolls, and exuding noble and righteous auras.
The power of these Sage Masters caused Li Junxian’s power to swell even more.
Boom!
Upon seeing this, all the spectating Confucians stood up in alarm, their faces excited. This age where martial arts were dominant was doomsday for the Confucian arts. Since the passing of the Spring and Autumn Era, the Sage Masters had disappeared, and a virtuous sage had not once appeared in the Central Plains since then.
While Master Zhu was called ‘Master’, this was a title the people had conferred on him. There was still a gap between a ‘Master’ and a ‘Sage Master’.
Purely through the feat of summoning the Sage Masters, Li Junxian had soared to the very top of the ranking of Confucian Sect leaders.
“Incredible! This Li Junxian was already able to reach an astounding level of cultivation with the help of his sect, and now, he has the assistance of the actual Sage Masters! The chances of victory for the King of Foreign Lands look slim.”
The miraculous feats of the Crown of Confucius were a major shock to the martial artists present.
Moreover, as Li Junxian used more and more of the crown’s power, the chanting of the Confucian sages grew louder and louder. But this miracle was somewhat different from what was recorded in the historical texts.
The books held in the hands of the sages surrounding Li Junxian suddenly began to flash with bloody light, and the images of numerous weapons and gruesome battlefields manifested.
The crowd immediately fell into an uproar.
“Sage Confucius’s unfulfilled wish, and the unfulfilled wish of all the other Sage Masters, is to do away with all the weapons and soldiers in the world, pacifying all wars for all eternity so that the people might live in peace. Wang Chong, your hands are drenched in blood and you are bound to be loathed by all the sages! Receive the divine judgment of the Supreme Sage and his fellow worthies!”
A gust of wind howled across the world, and a noble and righteous energy engulfed Li Junxian’s body. All that was left was his cold voice ringing through the heavens.
The thick and righteous energy concealed Li Junxian as he thrust out with his finger and unleashed the crown’s energy against Wang Chong.
Rumble!
Thunder pealed in the heavens, and then a dazzling pillar of righteous energy suddenly slammed down onto Wang Chong, so fast that not even Wang Chong could dodge.
And if one looked carefully, one would notice that this vast pillar of noble energy was covered in countless wriggling characters. The words of the sages and their disciples were all inscribed onto this dazzling pillar of light as it rumbled into Wang Chong’s body.
As the words of the sages entered his body, they immediately burst apart, spreading to every limb and meridian.
Buzz!
Wang Chong instantly sensed danger and drew back all his Psychic Energy to protect his mind and heart.
Wang Chong’s Psychic Energy condensed into a sturdy barrier to block this unfathomable Confucian power descending from the heavens.
Wang Chong’s reaction was very fast, but it was still too slow in front of this mysterious Confucian power. Crack! Wang Chong’s sturdy Psychic Energy barrier shattered like glass, and that mysterious energy began to throw Wang Chong’s energy circulation into disarray.
His Subtle realm energy was rapidly being sealed.
“Not good!”
Wang Chong’s heart sank and his face grimaced. He was no longer fighting against Li Junxian, but all the Sage Masters of the Confucian path!
Wang Chong swiftly marshaled his Subtle realm energy to fight back.
But at this moment, he felt a surge of danger.
His heart shivered, and without a second thought, he used the Greater Void Step to move to a different location several hundred feet away.
Boom! A dazzling white Sword Qi blasted into the ground where Wang Chong had been standing.
“What a pity!”
Sword Ghost and the white-robed girl both softly groaned.
“This Wang Chong is too crafty. Every time Young Master is about to hit him, he manages to just barely dodge.”
“He can’t escape! As the power of the Crown of Confucius will get stronger and stronger as time goes on. The Crown of Confucius is the last method the Confucian Sect has to deal with these militarists, sealing their energy so that they can never use it again.
“He’s killed so many people, more than one million lives. The restricting power of the Crown of Confucius will be greater on him than on any other militarist in the history of the Great Tang! Young Master’s victory is inevitable!” Elder Song declared, his deep eyes brimming with confidence.