After the establishment of the First Central Empire, it vigorously supported Confucianism, using Confucianism to hold Taiji Dao and Wanfo Dao in check, so that the power of the three Dao’s reached a balance.
It was for this reason that Confucianism and the First Central Empire were inextricably linked, with almost all civil officials being selected from amongst the heirs of Confucianism.
Even for the entire Confucianism, there are only a handful of characters that can cultivate to the realm of the Spiritual Power Saint King, and every one of them has a name and a title, and is definitely the existence of the Confucianism’s ancestor level.
Among the Saint Ming rebels, a Confucian Dao Saint King actually appeared, those Confucian Saints and Soldier Saints in the Ling Xiao Heavenly King’s Mansion were naturally incomparably surprised.
“The Patriarchs of the Four Great Sacred Grounds of Confucianism have not reached the Saint King realm either, yet this person is even more powerful than the Four Great Patriarchs, what kind of person is he? Why is he rebelling with Zhang Ruochen?”
Not only them, even Zhang Ruochen was a bit surprised, not having expected that in the Dragon Protector Pavilion, apart from Ancestor Taiyi, there was even a Saint King.
Worthy of being called the bottom of the empire, the Dragon Protector Pavilion was so powerful that it was somewhat perverted.
“Who exactly are you?”Green Moon Branding Ancestor asked.
That Confucian Saint King’s voice was bland as he said, “What’s the point of asking so many questions? People like you should have died a long time ago, why would you want to sleep in the ground and live on?”
The Green Moon Branding Ancestor said, “The Empress has already become a god, and her divine power covers the entire heaven and earth, so she only needs a single word to determine your life and death. Aren’t you afraid of death?”
“There are some things that are more important than one’s own life. How can someone like you, who sleeps in the ground and lingers on, only thinking of living for a few more hundred years, possibly understand that? Life can be but a moment, yet it must be fearless, even if it is a moth to a flame, it can still blossom into a bright flame.”That Confucian Dao Saint King said.
“Fine, I’ll make you whole.”
The Green Moon Branded Ancestor mobilised the Ice Saint Dao rules, and the sky above his head turned green, the earth beneath his feet was sealed by cold ice, and dozens of spirit mountains were turned into snowy mountains.
It was as if the rules of this piece of heaven and earth had changed, and some astonishing visions appeared, with green dragon shadows rushing out from the ground, waterfalls flowing down from the sky, and a holy shadow flying around the Green Moon Branding Ancestor.
“Lord Branding Ancestor is invincible under the heavens, he will definitely be able to suppress the Saint Ming’s rebels.”
“Only a Saint King level figure would have such heaven-changing power.”
The Green Moon Branding Ancestor raised one palm and swung it out, and a green dragon silhouette rushed out along with it, tearing that piece of vast and righteous qi to shreds.
“There is righteousness in the heavens and the earth, and the miscellany is endowed with flowing forms.”
That Confucian Dao Saint King’s mouth, recited such a sentence, and instantly, there was bright white light that erupted out from his body, transforming into an even more mellow Vast and Positive Qi.
“Below is the river and mountains, above is the sun and stars.”
The Haoran Zhengqi enveloped the heavens and the earth, and under his feet, it condensed into mountains and great rivers;above his head, it condensed into a sky full of stars.
“In people it is said to be vast, and it is peppered with the stuffing of the sky.”
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Every time that Saint King of Confucianism stepped forward, his mouth would recite a line from the Song of Righteousness in the Clouds, and the Vastness became more and more majestic, as if he was able to see lofty mountains with his own eyes, and was able to hear the sound of the waves of the rivers rushing by.
Each word was a star.
The green dragon silhouette and handprints that the Green Moon Branding Ancestor had struck were directly shattered by the Vast and Righteous Qi.
“Plop.”
The sky full of stars fell down, striking the Green Moon Branding Ancestor to spit out holy blood, staggering back, with more than one bloody hole on his body, indescribably miserable.
A royal ancestor who had lived for more than a thousand years was fully suppressed by an unidentified Confucian Dao Saint King, both the imperial army and the Saint Ming army were feeling incredibly surprised.
“It turns out that there is such a powerful figure under the Crown Prince’s seat, no wonder he dares to attack the Ling Xiao Heavenly King’s Mansion.”
“Today, no matter what, we must attack the Ling Xiao Heavenly King’s Mansion, so that the Chi Family and the imperial court, pay back the blood debt from eight hundred years ago.”
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The battle entered white heat, more and more imperial court troops and Sheng Ming troops killed each other, every moment, tens of thousands of people died, blood flowed down the streets, turning into a river of blood.
“The Huben Heavenly King is here, who dares to act recklessly in the Lingxiao Heavenly King’s Mansion?”
A holy city with a diameter of a hundred feet flew in from the distance, crushing all the way through, there had been thirty thousand of the Sacred Brightness army subdued in an instant, which also included two Saint realm powerhouses.
That Huben Heavenly King was so strong that it was as if he could destroy everything in the world.
“Boom boom.”
The Sacred City had all flown past before the bodies of those Sacred Brightness Soldiers and Saints on the ground burst apart, turning into a cloud of blood mist.
The Saint City flew into the Ling Xiao Heavenly King’s Mansion and crashed over towards that Confucian Dao Saint King, stopping him from continuing to strike at the Green Moon Branding Ancestor.
That Confucian Dao Saint King appeared to be in no hurry to slow down, forming a hand seal and continuing to recite the Song of Righteousness in the Clouds, saying, “When it crosses the sun and the moon, life and death are not enough to discuss.”
A blazing sun and a bright moon appeared at the same time, creating a great collision with the oncoming Holy City, and a ripple of energy surged out crazily, tearing apart some of the inscriptions of the Palace Protector Ancient Formation.
After sixteen mobilisations in a row, Zhang Ruochen finally managed to mobilise the world power of the Qiankun Realm, protecting the Blood Moon Ghost King, Princess Baili, Ah Le and the others behind him, fending off the aftermath of the attacks emanating from the two Saint Kings.
Zhang Ruochen looked up and saw that, in the hundred-foot Sacred City, there sat a bearded man wearing a White Tiger Sacred Armour, as if he was a God of War arriving.
In Sacred Brightness City, there wasn’t just one Ling Xiao Heavenly King’s Mansion, there were other Heavenly Kings that had built their mansions here as well.
Huben Heavenly King, was one of them, and it so happened that he had recently stayed in Sacred Brightness City, and sensing the huge changes in Sacred Brightness City, he immediately harnessed a Saint City and rushed over to rescue him.
The Huben Heavenly King was a high-ranking member of the Ministry of War, sitting in the Chaotic Ten Thousand Realms Mountain all year round, and only returned to the Kunlun Realm after the Empress became a god.
“Many thanks to Heavenly King Huben for coming over to rescue us, this Saint King of Confucianism’s spiritual strength is definitely more than simply the fifty-fifth rank, he’s quite a formidable character. Heavenly King will hold him back for a moment first, I’ll go mobilise the power of the Palace Protector Ancient Formation and use the power of the Ancient Formation to subdue him.”
The wounds on the Green Moon Branded Ancestor’s body, quickly healed, and then, transforming into a green moon, he flew towards the depths of the Ling Xiao Heavenly King’s Mansion.
“If you want to mobilise the Palace Protector Ancient Formation, you’ll have to go through me first.”
The Cai Family’s old ancestor carried a purple-golden ancient sword, stepped on a piece of earth, swung his sword and blasted towards the Green Moon Branding Ancestor, shouting, “Your Highness the Crown Prince, Cabinet Minister Cai Yuan Xi has come to help you kill the enemy and revive the majesty of the Sacred Ming.”
The cultivation levels of the Green Moon Branding Ancestor and the Cai Clan’s old ancestor were in between, however, the Green Moon Branding Ancestor had previously been injured by the Haoyan Zhengqi, so naturally, he suffered a great deal of loss, and was thrown away by the Cai Clan’s old ancestor’s sword slash.
The Green Moon Branding Ancestor was incomparably furious and roared out, “Cai Yuan Shi, you old undead thing, how dare you oppose the First Central Empire?”
“Back then, if it wasn’t for the disappearance of Lord Ming Emperor, the assassination of the Crown Prince, the chaos of power in the imperial court, and the bloodshed everywhere in Sacred Brightness City, how would it have been possible for me to surrender to you? Since the Crown Prince has returned, and the Sacred Ming Central Empire has an orthodoxy again, I naturally have to support the Crown Prince for the Ming Emperor, otherwise, how can I live up to the kindness of Lord Ming Emperor’s knowledge?”
The Cai Clan’s old ancestor’s length flew up, his face reddened as the holy qi in his body revolved violently, and the violet-gold ancient sword in his hand transformed into a mountain of violet-gold swords, crushing down towards the Green Moon Branding Ancestor.
This old man who was on the verge of dying, when he saw the Holy Ming War Flag, he was hot-blooded, even more excited and crazy than many young cultivators.
Soon, outside the Ling Xiao Heavenly King’s Mansion, the cultivators of the Cai Clan, combined into a large army, attacked.
Zhang Ruochen knew that time was running out, the water in the First Central Empire was very deep, with strong people like clouds, the longer the time dragged on, the more unfavourable the situation would be for the Sacred Brightness Army.
Even if there were twelve Buddha Emperor Buddha Beads to seal the entire city, however, the Confucian Way still had the Heaven and Earth Chess Game, which could see into the heavens and know the great events happening in the entire Kunlun Realm.
There must be a battle decision.
The Great Sage Inscriptions in the Shrine of the Emperors must be grasped as soon as possible in order to lock down the victory.
Ah Le was up against the Seventh Prince, while the Blood Moon Ghost King was battling the Forty-Sixth Prince.
With the two of them blocking the Imperial Race’s old antiquities, Zhang Ruochen moved with the fastest possible speed, rushing through the cracks of the Saint King’s Battlefield and into that piece of Spirit Mountain, wanting nothing more than to enter the Shrine of the Emperors as soon as possible.
“Where to go, stay with this king.”
Underneath the ground, an explosive roar resounded, and a piece of holy light surged out.
Surprisingly, another Imperial Prince who had been sleeping underground awoke and executed a holy art fist seal, striking out from the bottom up. Of course, his cultivation level was not as terrifying as that of the Seven Princes and the others, and he was just a True Saint who was about to die.
Zhang Ruochen struck out ten Dragon and Elephant Palms in a row, and countless dragon and elephant shadows presented themselves as they crazily bombarded that Prince’s body, bursting his Sacred Body.
Entering the depths of the Spirit Mountain, an invisible force acted on Zhang Ruochen’s body, suppressing him so much that he landed on the ground and was unable to continue to maintain his flight.
Having already entered the outer region of the Shrine of the Emperors, the spatial structure became incomparably solid, and the rules of heaven and earth underwent a strange change, so that no living being could fly here.
Suddenly, a dragon roar sounded, and nine augur dragons with Saint realm cultivation rushed out from a patch of holy light in the distance.
The nine Saint Dragons ran at the same time, and that powerful might caused the solidly structured earth to tremble slightly.
Behind the nine dragons, there was a brilliant golden light, and vaguely, one could see that inside the golden light was actually a carriage.
“Golden Step Dragon Chariot.”
Zhang Ruochen’s eyes narrowed as he recognised that it was the chariot of his father, Emperor Ming, known as the Golden Steps Dragon Chariot, also known as the Nine Dragons Chariot, an incomparably powerful Ten Thousand Patterns Sacred Artifact.
The bodies of the nine augur dragons turned crimson, emitting scorching power, and immediately after, from their mouths, they simultaneously spat out a mouthful of holy fire, twisting together and surging towards Zhang Ruochen.
The waves of fire were torrential, with the terrifying power of burning the sky and boiling the sea.
Zhang Ruochen held up his spatial domain and used the spatial distortion technique, and the waves of fire that were originally surging towards him unexpectedly surged back in the opposite direction when they were still ten feet away from him.
From the Golden Step Dragon Carriage, a young and somewhat arrogant voice came out, “Worthy of being a Space-Time Successor, you still have some skills.”
