Chapter 1890: Kong Shiyao's Strength

Though he had never seen a statue of the ancient sage Ziyuan, that did not mean he knew nothing of this ancient sage renowned through the ages.

As Confucius's first personal disciple, his strength might not match that of the ancient sage Ran Qiu, but in virtue, auxiliary studies, the transmission of Confucius's cultivation system, and the establishment of numerous professions on the continent, he was truly admirable, and no one could refuse to submit to him.

The corpse before him was not as sharp and piercing as that of the ancient sage Ran Qiu; instead, it was like the sea, capable of容纳百川, maintaining the formation, and preventing the powerful mercury force from spreading even a little.

Among Confucius's seventy-two disciples, the one who could achieve this was probably only this senior brother.

Coupled with the blood of the ancient sage Yan Qing that had just spread inward, continuously nourishing this corpse, there was no need to guess who it was.

The corpse of the ancient sage Ziyuan, the corpse of the ancient sage Ran Qiu...

Zhang Xuan felt a chill run through his body.

These two ancient sages, whose names resounded through heaven and earth, were thought to have left the continent with Confucius, but their corpses lay here, never having departed.

Sacrifice!

While he was still in shock, the ancient sage Yan Qing in the air let out a loud shout, and then his body cracked like porcelain, countless streams of blood spurting from his blood vessels and surging toward the corpse in the coffin.

Absorbing the blood, the corpse became softer, as if it might come to life at any moment. Moreover, its power grew stronger, and the seal, which had been somewhat unstable, became increasingly firm under the reinforcement of this power.

The ancient sage Yan Qing is a descendant of the ancient sage Ziyuan, carrying his bloodline inheritance. Doing this, he intends to continue maintaining the ancient sage's power and prevent the seal from collapsing...

Zhang Xuan finally understood.

No wonder this ancient sage Yan Qing kept talking about sacrifice.

The heart of the formation was his ancestor; nourishing it with the blood of a descendant could stabilize it again.

As for Kong Shiyao, possessing Confucius's bloodline, she should also have an excellent effect on the corpse of the ancient sage Ziyuan, perhaps even stronger than Yan Qing.

It's indeed stabilized...

Seeing that as the blood was infused, the seal gradually calmed, and the oppressive aura that seemed ready to crush down slowly receded, the ancient sage Yan Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

By now, his blood had been nearly depleted, and he could barely hold on, on the verge of falling from the air and losing his life completely.

The imprisoned Kong Shiyao, witnessing this scene, had tears streaming down her face. She shook her head incessantly but could not move.

Yan Xue also clenched his fists.

Rumble!

Just then, a sudden change occurred.

Just as the infusion of essence blood was making the corpse of the ancient sage Ziyuan stronger and stronger, about to completely consolidate the seal, suddenly a huge hand stretched out from the crack.

This scene was somewhat similar to when Chen Linghuang had sacrificed to the heavens and the deity descended.

Whoosh!

The outstretched hand gently squeezed in the air, and the ancient sage Yan Qing, who was infusing blood into the corpse of the ancient sage Ziyuan, was struck hard. Unable to withstand it any longer, he fell straight down from the air and crashed heavily to the ground.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

The many ancient sages assisting him also spat blood and fell to the ground one after another.

A Broken Void expert...

Zhang Xuan's face darkened.

The owner of this hand seemed even more powerful than the one crushed by the Heavenly Dao Book earlier.

Without an altar summoning, he was about to break through the space and charge over.

Could it be... that the world beyond the seal was exactly the... Upper Firmament he wanted to go to?

Amid his confusion, the hand in the air struck down repeatedly. The newly reinforced seal, under the impact of this power, became shaky and seemed even more unstable than before.

Stop it!

Unexpectedly, just as success was imminent, such a hand suddenly appeared. The ancient sage Yan Qing, no longer caring about recovery, charged into the air again with a roar. At the same time, he flipped his wrist, and a long blade slashed down toward the giant hand.

He knew that to continue maintaining the seal, he had to cut off this hand, or even kill its owner.

Otherwise, there was no other way.

Hmph!

Feeling his killing intent, the owner of the hand opened his five fingers and gently squeezed.

The sharp blade light was pinched between the fingers, like a venomous snake caught by the neck, struggling in vain.

Attack together!

The other ancient sages also understood the gravity of the situation. Without further ado, they all rushed forward.

As several ancient sages struck simultaneously, the already unstable heaven and earth cracked again, and countless black flames rained down from the sky. In an instant, the high platform turned into a hell on earth.

Yan Xue, let me go, or everyone will die!

Her body trembling uncontrollably, Kong Shiyao suddenly looked at the young man before her.

I...

Yan Xue's face twisted slightly, his heart filled with struggle.

Hurry, or the foundation of tens of thousands of years will be destroyed in an instant...

Seeing his hesitation, Kong Shiyao's face flushed with anger.

Fine!

Knowing the urgency of the situation, if he did not release her, once the ancestor and the many ancient sages all fell, the seal would no longer hold, and the Kunxu Realm would indeed be destroyed. He pointed his fingers rapidly.

Although Yan Xue's cultivation was only at the Great Perfection of the Immortality Realm, the seal was left by the ancestor Yan Qing, sharing the same origin, so resolving it was not complicated.

Soon, light flickered, and the power confining Kong Shiyao vanished without a trace.

Hmph!

With a delicate shout, Kong Shiyao's brows shot up. Her entire being seemed to activate her bloodline, and in an instant, a powerful aura surged forth.

With a flicker, she appeared in the air. A long sword materialized in her palm and stabbed straight toward the hand.

So strong!

Witnessing this, Zhang Xuan narrowed his eyes.

As he had guessed, this Kong Shiyao, though seemingly young and not highly cultivated, possessed undeniable combat strength.

She was almost on par with him, also comparable to the Blood Drop Rebirth stage.

Of course, her sword was also extremely formidable, even stronger than the Dragon Bone Divine Spear. The combination allowed her to unleash combat power comparable to the peak of Blood Drop Rebirth.

Ding ding ding!

The sword aura struck the hand, sparking countless flashes.

Undeterred, Kong Shiyao continued to slash.

Courting death!

The owner of the hand, enraged that a mere underling dared to attack him, let out a furious snort and flicked his finger.

Bang!

Kong Shiyao was hit, flew backward, and crashed heavily to the ground, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.

Although both were ancient sages, the gap between Broken Void and Blood Drop Rebirth was enormous. As seen earlier, when Zhang Xuan and the others joined forces, they were no match for that 'deity.'

They were simply not on the same level.

Rip!

After flicking Kong Shiyao away and shaking off the ancient sage Yan Qing and the others, the hand suddenly grabbed. A sound like tearing silk rang out, and the already unstable crack in the air grew larger. Another hand emerged, followed by a huge head.

This person, like the 'deity' before, intended to forcibly squeeze in from another world.