novelraw Chapter 959 953: Power of the Saints
Chapter 959 953: Power of the Saints
"What happened to me?"
"It felt like my soul was leaving my body, falling into an endless abyss, with no light ahead!"
"Hmph! It must be the despicable tactics of the intruders, but fortunately, the esteemed lords have already solved it!"
Upon waking up, the many citizens discussed animatedly. Having just escaped death, they showed not the slightest panic and looked towards the direction of the palace with full trust.
They had complete faith in the court.
Throughout these years, from an obscure corner of the 'Mortal Realm,' it has risen to the present day, a force that shakes the universe. How few have been the dangers encountered along the way?
Yet, each time, the court has resolved the crises, protecting the safety of the nation.
They believe that this time, too, shall be no exception.
Above the sky, the ethereal shadow of Confucius stood, surrounded by strands of the paths of literature, vaguely carrying an air of supremacy, causing myriad paths to resonate and all laws to rise and fall.
Confucianism, the official study of Huaxia.
Since Dong Zhongshu advocated the rejection of the hundred schools and the sole reverence for Confucianism, it became the only orthodox doctrine, transcendent in status, called the supreme study without exaggeration.
"In the past life, the prominence of philosophy declined!"
"In this life, it must flourish and be passed down through the ages!"
Gui Guzi gazed at the ethereal shadow of Confucius, with eyes deep and full of determination.
"Damn, what is that thing?"
Opposite him, the Book Ancestor's manifestation first glanced at the ethereal shadow of Confucius, then at the convulsing scholastic palace, his face expressionless and feeling a bit of pressure.
Especially the aura exuded from the ethereal shadow of Confucius made him feel insurmountably high.
That is a creator of doctrine!
While he, at best, could be considered a successor of doctrine, the gap was simply too vast!
If he knew that the ethereal shadow of Confucius in the scholastic palace wasn't even a manifestation, but merely a wisp of thought condensed from long-term worship, he might be utterly shocked.
Within the Imperial Capital, in an inconspicuous bookstore, the Book Ancestor and ten elders completely concealed their auras, remaining silent.
The atmosphere was slightly dejected.
"On the Literature Treatise!"
A moment later, the Book Ancestor's eyes flashed with brilliance, literary energy emerged overhead, manifesting a golden ancient book, exuding a vast, ancient, and profound aura.
On the cover of the ancient book were three large resplendent golden characters.
On the Literature Treatise!
A book that records the history of the Literary Realm.
The content of the book includes the renowned works of sages, the masterpieces of great Confucians, and illustrious writings from ancient to modern times.
Since ancient times, there's been the saying "a volume of the Literature Treatise, half the history of the heavens."
It is also hailed as the holy work of literati, essential reading.
Not only does it provide enlightenment,
but it also possesses formidable power, enabling the borrowing of the strength of the sages for battle.
"Go!"
The Book Ancestor gritted his teeth slightly, and with a point of his right hand towards the void, the 'Literature Treatise' broke through the air, flying rapidly to the top of the hundred-zhang manifestation.
A majestic, unimaginable literary energy shot to the sky, overshadowing billions of miles of the universe, stealing the brilliance of Confucius.
He hesitated because he feared that acting rashly would expose his position.
But for the 'Dragon Slaying Plan,' the Literary Realm has prepared for three hundred years. How could he easily give up?
He couldn't worry about so much anymore!
Moreover, he believed that even if discovered, unless the Human Ancestor appeared personally, he was confident in escaping.
"Over here!"
The Purple Mist Great Emperor, who had released his immortal soul to search for the Book Ancestor's tracks, determined the approximate location the instant the 'Literature Treatise' broke the air, with fierce light overflowing from his eyes, unleashing even stronger divine soul power.
"Predecessors of the Literary Realm, lend me your power!"
"Predecessors of the myriad worlds, lend me your power!"
The Book Ancestor's manifestation was crowned with the sage book, millions of golden threads hanging down, appearing even more sacred.
Flutter!
The 'Literature Treatise' began to flip pages.
One by one, exquisitely beautiful poems and essays emerged, emitting endless literary light, forming mighty apparitions with an aura towering and imposing.
Among these specters were some whose names shook the universe, causing the observing martial artists to cry out repeatedly.
For instance, the previous master of the Literary Realm!
Also, for instance, the founder of the Literary Realm!
Boom!
Inexhaustible literary energy emitted from the sages' apparitions, infusing the Book Ancestor's manifestation, making it even more powerful, its aura directly pressing toward the peak of the Immortal Emperor.
Besides the strengthening of power, the most important was the comprehension of the Literary Dao, advancing by several levels.
With the sages' blessing, many aspects that were obscure to the Book Ancestor became suddenly clear and enlightening as if receiving a divine revelation.
"So the dragon-slaying technique can be even more powerful!"
The Book Ancestor's manifestation muttered to himself, waved both hands, and the originally nine dragon-slaying pillars turned into eighteen heavenly pillars, the power of the wicked literature surging, encompassing the void, as if elevating from a lower dimension to a higher one.
Then, nine dark chains broke through the air, with golden text flashing, forming nine articles.
Puppet Chapter: Control first the ministers, then the palace, ultimately the people!
World Chapter: Seize royal authority, control the eight directions, secretly collude with enemies!
Dragon-Slaying Chapter: Depose the monarch, support the young ruler, achieve world dominance!
"Puppet Chapter, Control!"
"World Chapter, Chaos!"
"Dragon-Slaying Chapter, Die!"
The Book Ancestor's manifestation exclaimed loudly with a stern expression.
The nine articles broke through the air, transforming into blades of annihilation and conquest, sweeping across, making the Great Profound Sky and the vast world tremble, as if the Qin Dynasty's heavenly court would perish thereby.
Across the four poles of the universe, the wind and clouds surged, filled with the power of wicked literature, chaotic power, destructive power, and dragon-slaying power...
At this moment, not only the Fortune Dragon, but also the sea of fortune above the Imperial Capital, was affected, emitting unbearable creaking sounds as if on the verge of being cleaved apart.
"You've completely tarnished the sages' reputations!"
Gui Guzi said calmly, his expression unchanged.
At this moment, the 'Literature Treatise' had lost all its righteous spirit, with the apparitions of many scholars shrouded in the power of wicked literature, like demons descending upon the world, without a trace of a scholar's appearance left.
"Nonsense!"
"The dragon-slaying technique is the true treasure of scholars!"
"When this ancestor wields the dragon-slaying technique to enhance scholar's power, the ancestors would know and not only not be angry but would be relieved!"
"How could a royal lackey like you comprehend?"
The Book Ancestor's manifestation said coldly, his eyes filled with madness, showing not the slightest literary spirit.
He firmly believed that scholars were the rulers of heaven and earth, and even if there was a monarch, it was merely symbolic, needing civil officials to govern the land.
"What a pity!"
Gui Guzi shook his head, his hair flying, as beams of light erupted from the scholastic palace beneath him.
"Laozi, lend me your power!"
"Mohist, lend me your power!"
"Han Feizi, lend me your power!"
"Sun Wu, lend me your power!"
"Bian Que, lend me your power!"
"Gongsun Long, lend me your power!"
Gui Guzi's calm voice echoed in the sky.
With each word, a silhouette emerged from the scholastic palace, extraordinary in bearing, grander than any vast world, stirring the celestial paths.
Laozi appeared, riding a green ox, overseeing all beneath heaven and earth, embodying "Dao."
Mohist appeared, manipulating endless puppets, a casual wave bringing forth countless inventions, with immeasurable merit.
Han Feizi appeared, establishing laws, setting orders, ruling the world with law.
Sun Wu appeared, standing atop the military path, creating military strategies.
Bian Que appeared, spreading the art of medicine, saving the masses...