Chapter 2100: Suppressing the Confucian Master's Clone

Gods and false gods are two completely different forms of life, not to be mentioned in the same breath.

Even if one possesses the aura of a god and can break through smoothly, it still takes an unknown amount of time to master this power.

Thus, even when they saw the other absorb the godly aura, they weren't too anxious, because they were certain of this...

But this certainty was shattered in an instant!

"Nothing is impossible!"

With hands behind his back, Zhang Xuan looked over calmly.

Only after breaking through to godhood did he realize how powerful this level was!

No wonder the other could tear space and travel freely; a false god was at least ten times weaker!

If he wished, even if Zhao Ya and the others joined forces, they couldn't hold him back for a single breath!

"I don't believe it!"

The Confucian Master charged again, wildly unleashing his power.

Earlier, he had thought to capture the man before him and extract the Library of Heaven's Path, but now that their strength was equal, extraction was impossible!

The only option now was to kill him to survive.

He struck with all his might.

Space tore, heaven and earth collapsed.

Though the space where the divine temple was located was more stable than the Firmament, it still couldn't withstand the full force of a god.

Zhang Xuan did not retreat but smiled faintly, meeting each blow with his own.

After a few minutes, the Confucian Master's body went rigid, suppressed by a powerful force. The Taixuan Mirror in his storage ring and the Misty Boots on his feet were also removed, leaving him unable to escape.

After comprehending "Heaven Has Affection," even a clone at the same level was no match for him. Though the Confucian Master was not weak, he was at most comparable—how could he resist!

Moreover, he had been repeatedly attacked by Little Yellow Chicken, the Book of Heaven's Path, and Zhao Ya and the others, leaving him severely injured.

Having trapped him, Zhang Xuan looked over again and smiled.

He had already shown his strength; even if the other didn't believe it, it didn't matter, for the result was clear.

"To break through to godhood and consolidate his cultivation in such a short time... even he couldn't do it..." The Confucian Master's gaze was scattered, as if he were going mad.

"He?"

Zhang Xuan caught the oddity in his words: "Who is he?"

"Like you, he controls part of the Heavenly Dao, but his cultivation speed isn't this fast..."

The Confucian Master stopped mid-sentence.

"It seems you admit you're not the real Confucian Master..." Zhang Xuan smiled faintly and looked over: "Should I call you Confucian Master's Clone, or something else?"

After the Bridge of通天, the Confucian Master had attacked him, which struck him as strange; at the time, he suspected the one before him might be a fake.

Later, when he entered the temple and clones couldn't enter, he encountered the Confucian Master's will, which could use Heavenly Dao techniques...

If he still didn't understand, he would be a fool!

The one before him, like his own clone, was a clone of the Confucian Master.

The Heavenly Dao is unique; under the same Heavenly Dao, even if a clone splits its soul, it still cannot use Heavenly Dao techniques and martial skills! For this reason, his thoughts were clearly different from the original, and he could even converse, like two people.

If he could do this, the Confucian Master must be the same!

It was even possible that this clone was split from the Confucian Master's evil thoughts, which was why he knew Zhang Xuan possessed part of the Heavenly Dao and desperately wanted to obtain it.

Because they shared the same root, whenever Zhang Xuan said he wasn't the real Confucian Master, he would directly deny it.

"Hmph, why can he, with the same soul, possess the Order of Heaven, learn and cultivate at incredible speed, and be called the Teacher of Ten Thousand Ages, enjoying countless honors and the reverence of countless people... while I can only hide in the shadows, suppressed for thousands of years?"

The Confucian Master's Clone gritted his teeth.

"You should know the reason yourself!"

Zhang Xuan shook his head and sighed.

It seemed the other was indeed the evil thoughts split from the Confucian Master.

The Confucian Master became the Teacher of Ten Thousand Ages, revered by all, not because of overwhelming power and tyranny, but because of benevolence, righteousness, and a broad mind.

You see benefits and disregard everyone's lives, stop at nothing to achieve your goals... how could you earn anyone's respect?

"As long as I kill you and all who rebel against me, I too can be flawless and revered by future generations..."

The Confucian Master's Clone's face twisted.

"It seems you still don't understand..." Zhang Xuan shook his head: "Suppression can make people yield temporarily, but as time passes, this rebellious sentiment will accumulate more and more, eventually becoming a fuse that blows people to pieces!"

Might can rule for a time, but not forever.

Stopping the people's mouths is harder than stopping a river, let alone their spirits.

"A great man like the Confucian Master has such an evil clone—why isn't my clone like this?"

As he marveled, a thought arose.

He had spent a long time with his clone. That guy, though he liked to show off and was a bit cocky, had always been law-abiding and had no other intentions. But why... had the Confucian Master's clone changed?

"It might be... inner demons! The Heavenly Dao has flaws; the techniques I cultivate have no defects, so inner demons almost never arise. The Confucian Master cultivates the Order of Heaven, which, though it speaks and follows laws, creating its own rules, also has no defects... but this is actually the biggest defect!"

The Order of Heaven can alter established laws, making others obey its own.

It seems immensely powerful, but in reality, it changes laws that have existed for countless years and are extremely stable, easily giving rise to inner demons.

The clone before him was most likely formed from such negative emotions.

The Confucian Master suppressed him in front of him, not daring to think too much. Once he left the Firmament and entered the Divine Realm, not appearing for thousands of years, and with this clone gaining absolute power and authority...

A change in temperament became less difficult to understand.

"If this clone split from the Confucian Master's evil thoughts, what did my clone split from?"

One thought leads to evil, one thought leads to good.

A clone splits part of the soul, which is essentially splitting part of one's own personality.

For example, the one before him: the Confucian Master likely kept his broad mind and benevolence, separating the evil thoughts to create this clone.

If the Confucian Master did this, what about his own clone?

It seemed... that guy, aside from loving to show off and boast, didn't have many bad habits!

"It must be... he split off my love for showing off, so after having a clone, I became much more low-key..."

Soon, he understood.

The clone loved to show off, while the original wanted to stay low-key...

He hadn't noticed before, but after understanding that the one before him might be the Confucian Master's clone, he realized it.

Although... the original sometimes showed off too, being low-key was ingrained in his bones!

It was his finest quality.

"The victor is king, the loser a bandit; you can say whatever you want!"

Not wanting to argue, the Confucian Master's Clone looked coldly at him: "I still can't figure out how you broke through so fast! Could it be..."

He frowned as something occurred to him: "...the Spring and Autumn Canon?"

The original Confucian Master had once refined a special artifact, the Spring and Autumn Canon, based on space and time in the Order of Heaven!

Though its level was not even that of a Immortal Lord's weapon, like the Tianxuan Crystal and Misty Boots, it had special abilities.

But... he knew well that the Master Teacher Continent had his backup plan; wasn't this item snatched by a god named Luo Ruoxi?

How could it be in his hands?

If he had known the Spring and Autumn Canon was with him, he would never have given him so much time. Perhaps from the moment he saw him absorb the godly aura, he would have used his strongest power to kill him.

"Yes, it's the Spring and Autumn Canon!" Zhang Xuan smiled faintly: "The time flow inside the Spring and Autumn Canon is ten times that of the Master Teacher Continent, which is a hundred times that of the Firmament!"

"So that's it..."

His face pale, the Confucian Master's Clone finally understood.

The other would have needed a day to break through, which is 12 hours, 1440 minutes, 86,400 seconds!

With a hundredfold difference, cultivating in the Firmament, he could break through in about fourteen minutes!

Though fast, it was still not enough for the man before him!

So he entered the main temple's location through the Divine Temple.

Here, the time flow was one-tenth of the Firmament.

If the Spring and Autumn Canon remained unchanged, what would have taken fourteen minutes to break through could be done in just over a minute.

But even that... he still found too slow!

He directly entered the space where the true temple was located.

The time flow here was even slower, about a hundred times that of the Firmament.

That is, since entering that membrane, the time difference between inside the Spring and Autumn Canon and the outside world was a full ten thousand times!

What originally required 86,400 seconds to break through now took only 8 seconds!

That's why he counted down from ten...

Ten seconds meant nothing here, but inside the Spring and Autumn Canon, he not only successfully broke through to godhood but also... thoroughly consolidated his cultivation!

He just hadn't thought of it at the time!

"Since I've lost, make your move!"

Struggling but unable to break free, the Confucian Master's Clone said no more, his face calm.

He had thought he could seize the flawed Heavenly Dao within the other's body and thus not be weaker than the original, but he had failed!

As expected of those recognized by the Heavenly Dao, each possessed extraordinary abilities.

"You are the Confucian Master's clone. Whether to kill or not is up to him. I'll seal you now and decide when I have a chance to see him..."

Not wanting to waste words, Zhang Xuan flicked his wrist, pressing down with all his power.

Whoosh!

The Confucian Master's Clone was instantly sealed, his cultivation completely restrained.

After all, he was the Confucian Master's clone; how to deal with him was for the Teacher of Ten Thousand Ages to decide when they met—he didn't need to overstep.

"Now that I've broken through to godhood, it's time to see what that black vortex guarded by the temple really is..."

Putting the suppressed Confucian Master into a folded space, Zhang Xuan didn't rush back but looked down, his eyes seeming to pierce an unknown distance, landing on the unmoving divine temple below.