Chapter 1913: He Has Come

Thudding sounds echoed. Several Great Sages crashed to the ground, creating large craters.

At their level of cultivation, even if reduced to skeletons, they would not die. However, these were powerful figures who had been in slumber for unknown years. After the last siege on Emperor Chen Yong, they hadn't fully recovered. Enduring this again, without sufficient power of a Great Sage, their lifespans would be completely depleted, leading to certain death.

In other words, they were truly using their lives to stop the 'deity' before them!

"We cannot let the Sages of a Hundred Schools die here..." Seeing that continued fighting would likely result in everyone's death, Zhang Xuan took a deep breath.

Although his relationship with the Sages of a Hundred Schools was not friendly, and they had even had several unpleasant encounters, he couldn't bear to stand by and watch them die. These Great Sages were sacrificing their lives for humanity and for a greater cause, not for themselves. Like Zhang Hongtian before them, they were worthy of respect.

As he circulated his energy, intending to silently rush out and deliver a fatal blow to the 'deity' who was crawling out, Kong Shiyao, not far away, spat out blood again, and her voice rang out clearly.

"Space, stabilize! Retreat!"

Boom! As her words echoed, the sky, previously filled with cracks, instantly began to heal, and the chaotic space became stable.

The 'deity' had already crawled out to its waist, but at that moment, with a single command, it quickly retreated, returning to shoulder-level. However, the gap in her cultivation between herself and the opponent was too vast; despite using her bloodline power, she couldn't achieve a lasting effect.

"It really is his bloodline! Excellent! If I can obtain it, the sect master will surely take me as a direct disciple and provide me with ample resources..." Even though it was forced back to the brink of leaving this world, the 'deity' showed no fear. Instead, it was filled with excitement, its eyes gleaming with eagerness.

Just then, the corpse of Ancient Sage Ziyuan, as if resurrected, absorbed enough essence blood from his descendants and slowly floated out of the stone coffin. With a clenched fist, he struck forward.

Boom! This punch, devoid of any frills, carried an irresistible force, clearly reaching the realm of shattering space.

"Heh!" The 'deity' showed no fear, but instead sneered, bringing its hands together.

Rip! The formation maintained by the corpse was torn apart in the blink of an eye, and countless mercury-like powers rained down. Impacted by this force, Ancient Sage Yan Qing also fell heavily to the ground, unable to move, as if crushed by a massive mountain on his back. The others fared no better. Kong Shiyao could still endure because she had activated her bloodline power, but Yan Xue's face turned pale, and blood overflowed from his body; he was on the verge of collapsing before even acting.

Zhang Xuan, hidden in the void, also experienced pressure, but it wasn't severe. Moreover, being the strongest and having already sealed his pores, he sustained the least damage.

Crack! Crack! Crack! The 'deity' and Ancient Sage Ziyuan's corpse exchanged blows seven or eight times. As the seal shattered and Ancient Sage Yan Qing's essence blood was depleted, the Great Sages' power grew weaker. Conversely, the mercury-like power enveloped the entire platform, and the 'deity' became even stronger, thriving in its element.

Before long, with a 'boom!', the Great Sage's corpse was once again struck back into the stone coffin, unable to move.

"Bloodline burn..." With bloodshot eyes, Kong Shiyao continued to shout, and more blood began to burn. However, before it could fully ignite, the 'deity's' laughter rang out: "Save your energy. Dying here means even if I capture you, you'll be useless..."

It slammed down a palm. Her delicate body swayed, and Kong Shiyao plummeted straight down from the air. Yan Xue, suppressing the danger of his meridians rupturing, rushed forward and caught her.

"Haha!" Having repelled Ancient Sage Ziyuan's corpse and knocked Kong Shiyao down, the 'deity' laughed again. Its body swayed, and it surged out of the crack, hovering in the air.

Previously, seals had obstructed it, making it difficult to crawl out. But now, the seals were torn apart, and Ancient Sage Ziyuan's corpse, the formation's core, had returned to the stone coffin. There was nothing left to impede it.

"I was curious about what kind of place could give birth to such heaven-defying experts, but seeing it with my own eyes, I am quite disappointed!" Glancing around, the 'deity' sneered coldly, then flipped its hand and reached out to grab Kong Shiyao.

Yan Xue gritted his teeth and charged forward, but before he could reach them, he was flicked away by a single finger, also falling to the ground, his entire skeleton shattered.

"Come with me!" Whoosh! A force enveloped Kong Shiyao, and she was unable to break free, no matter how hard she struggled.

"No..." Seeing Kong Shiyao, the only descendant of Master Kong in a thousand years whose bloodline exceeded 'eight,' being captured, everyone gnashed their teeth. But their strength was insufficient, leaving them helpless.

"Master Kong founded the Kunxu Realm; is it going to be destroyed in my hands...? I'm truly unwilling!" Ancient Sage Yan Qing trembled continuously.

The Fae who Master Kong hadn't subdued back then were now pacified. He had believed that humanity would grow stronger and embark on a path to complete glory. He never imagined that the most powerful Sages of a Hundred Schools would encounter such a crisis, on the verge of destruction at any moment. Before the opening of the Confucius Temple, when the world was stable and the seals were intact, it would have been impossible to cross the barrier. But now, the barrier had thinned, and the seals were torn... Even if he exhausted his life, he could no longer turn the tide.

If that person were here... would the outcome change? Suddenly, a figure appeared in his mind... that Heaven-Acknowledged Master Teacher named Zhang Xuan.

This fellow, though young, had created miracles every time. According to the information he possessed, Emperor Chen Ling had also used a sacrifice to enable a 'deity' to break through the barrier and arrive in the Fae tribe, only to be killed by Zhang Xuan... If he were here, could he also kill this 'deity'? And save the Sages of a Hundred Schools from this calamity?

"He's not here, and furthermore, our relationship with him isn't pleasant..." This thought flashed through his mind and was immediately followed by a helpless shake of his head.

Firstly, outsiders couldn't enter this place. Even if they could, they might not necessarily offer help. Although it was for the sake of eliminating the Fae and protecting humanity, several disputes, coupled with the Sages of a Hundred Schools' self-proclaimed noble status, meant their relationship with this Heaven-Acknowledged Master Teacher was not as friendly as one might imagine.

"Forget it. Even if it means fighting to the death, I must save Kong Shiyao..." Knowing that such thoughts were useless now, Ancient Sage Yan Qing forcibly gathered his strength. Just as he was about to expend his last drop of essence blood and rush forward to rescue her, he saw a cold glint surge straight up from the side of the platform.

It surged upward like a river breaking its dam, or a bolt of lightning, striking swiftly and directly at the 'deity's' throat.

"This..." Seeing a supreme expert, whose presence had been unknown until now, attack with such dazzling skill, Ancient Sage Yan Qing's body stiffened. He quickly looked closer and saw an unyielding figure, like Master Kong carved in a temple relief, reflected in his pupils, an image that would never fade.

"It's... Zhang Xuan!"

"He... has come!"