Chapter 1892: He Is Here!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Falling to the ground, several ancient sages smashed large craters.

With their level of cultivation, even reduced to skeletons they would not die, but they themselves were experts who had slept for who knows how many years. The last time they besieged Chenyong Emperor, they had not fully recovered. Going through this again, without enough ancient sage power, their lifespans would be completely exhausted, and they would surely die.

That is to say, they were truly using their lives to block the 'god' before them.

"We cannot let the Hundred Schools of Thought die here..."

Seeing that if the battle continued, everyone might die, Zhang Xuan took a deep breath.

Although he was not on good terms with the Hundred Schools of Thought, and had even had a few unpleasant incidents, he could not bear to watch them die.

These ancient sages were sacrificing their lives for humanity, for righteousness, not for themselves.

Like Zhang Hongtian back then, they were worthy of respect.

Channeling his power, just as he was about to silently charge out and deliver a fatal blow to the crawling 'god', Kong Shiyao nearby spat out blood again and spoke in a clear voice:

"Stabilize the space, retreat!"

Boom!

With her words, the sky, which had been full of cracks, began to heal instantly, and the chaotic space became stable.

The 'god', who had already crawled out to reveal his waist, now quickly retreated under her words, returning to the position of his shoulders.

However, her cultivation gap with the opponent was too great. Even using her bloodline power, she could not achieve a permanent solution.

"Indeed his bloodline, excellent! If I can obtain it, the sect master will surely accept me as a personal disciple and give me enough resources..."

Retreating to the point of nearly leaving this world, the 'god' was not afraid but instead excited, his eyes shining with delight.

At that moment, the corpse of Ziyuan Ancient Sage, as if revived, having absorbed enough essence blood from his descendants, slowly flew out of the stone coffin, clenched his fist, and struck forward.

Boom!

This punch, without any flourish, carried an irresistible force, clearly reaching the realm of shattering the void.

"Heh!"

The 'god' was not afraid but sneered, bringing his hands together.

Rip!

The formation maintained by the corpse was torn apart in an instant, and a mercury-like force poured down.

Struck by this force, Yanqing Ancient Sage also fell heavily to the ground, as if a great mountain pressed on his back, unable to move.

The others were not much better. Kong Shiyao could still hold on by using her bloodline power, but Yan Xue turned pale, blood oozing from his body; before even acting, he was on the verge of collapse.

Zhang Xuan, hidden in the void, also bore pressure but not severely. With his superior strength and having blocked all his pores in advance, he suffered the least damage.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The 'god' and the corpse of Ziyuan Ancient Sage exchanged seven or eight blows. The seal shattered, and with Yanqing Ancient Sage's essence blood nearly depleted, the ancient sage's power grew weaker. Conversely, the mercury-like force enveloped the entire platform, and the former thrived like a fish in water, becoming stronger.

Before long, with a 'boom!', the ancient sage's corpse was knocked back into the stone coffin, unable to move.

"Bloodline burn..."

Eyes bloodshot, Kong Shiyao shouted again, and more blood began to burn. But before it could fully ignite, the god's laughter rang out: "Save your strength. If you die here, even if I take you back, it will be useless..."

He struck down with a palm.

Pfft!

Her delicate body swayed, and Kong Shiyao fell straight from the air.

Enduring the danger of shattered meridians, Yan Xue rushed up and caught her.

"Haha!"

Having repelled the corpse of Ziyuan Ancient Sage and struck down Kong Shiyao, the 'god' laughed again, shook his body, and rushed out from the crack, hovering in the air.

Earlier, with the seal blocking, it was hard to crawl out. Now that the seal was torn and the corpse of Ziyuan Ancient Sage, the formation's core, had returned to the stone coffin, nothing could stop him anymore.

"I was curious what kind of place could produce such an extraordinary strong one. Seeing it in person, I am quite disappointed!"

Looking around, the 'god' sneered, turned his palm, and grabbed at Kong Shiyao.

Yan Xue gritted his teeth and charged, but before he could get close, he was flicked away with a finger, falling to the ground, his entire skeleton shattered.

"Come with me!"

Whoosh!

Power enveloped Kong Shiyao, and she could not break free no matter what.

"No..."

Seeing that Kong Shi's only descendant in a millennium with a bloodline exceeding 'eight' was being taken away, everyone ground their teeth.

But lacking strength, they could do nothing.

"Kong Shi founded Kunxu Realm, and now it is to be destroyed in my hands... How unwilling I am!"

Yanqing Ancient Sage trembled uncontrollably.

The alien spirit clansmen that Kong Shi had not pacified back then were pacified. He had thought that humanity would grow stronger and stride toward glory, but never imagined that the most powerful Hundred Schools of Thought would encounter a变故 and be on the verge of destruction.

If it were before the opening of Kong Temple, when the world had not changed and the seal held, it would certainly be impossible to cross the barrier. But now, the barrier had thinned, the seal was torn... Even if he exhausted his life, he could no longer turn the tide.

If that person were here... would he change the outcome?

Suddenly, a figure popped into his mind... that Heaven's Favorite Mentor named Zhang Xuan.

This fellow, though young, created miracles every time.

According to what he knew, Chen Ling Emperor had also summoned a 'god' through a ritual to break the barrier and come to the alien spirit clan, and that god was killed by him...

If he were here, could he also kill this one and save the Hundred Schools of Thought from this calamity?

"He is not here, and our relationship with him is not pleasant..."

This thought flashed and vanished, and he shook his head helplessly.

Not to mention that outsiders could not enter here; even if they could, they might not be willing to help.

Although it was for destroying the alien spirit clansmen and for humanity, after several disputes and the Hundred Schools of Thought holding themselves in high regard, their relationship with this Heaven's Favorite Mentor was not as friendly as imagined.

"Forget it, even if I die, I must save Kong Shiyao..."

Knowing that thinking about this now was useless, Yanqing Ancient Sage forcibly gathered his power, just as he was about to exhaust the last drop of blood in his body and rush to save her, he saw a cold light shoot straight up from one side of the platform.

Like a bursting river, surging upward, and like lightning, stabbing straight at the 'god's' throat.

"This..."

Seeing that a super expert had been hidden there unnoticed, and his attack was so brilliant, Yanqing Ancient Sage stiffened and quickly looked, seeing a proud figure, like Kong Shi carved on the ancestral hall relief, reflected in his pupils, never to fade.

"It's... Zhang Xuan!"

"He... is here!"