Stunning beauty

The wind is cold.

Great commercial capital.

The road to sainthood came to an end, and he said his final farewell to Li Ziye.

After thousands of years of watching, the years are long, today, everything will come to an end.

In the dark night, the righteous energy of the saints in the world surged, spreading rapidly to all parts of the Nine Provinces with the Shang capital as its center.

In all parts of Jiuzhou, the faces of the powerful gods changed when they sensed this astonishing force.

It’s the Confucian leader!

"The human race's saint is about to ascend to heaven."

In the far north, in the Goddess Valley, Qingqing felt the righteous energy spreading from the human world and said softly.

"What a terrifying power."

In the back, Shui Jing suppressed the instinctive trembling of his body and said, "The power of one person can affect the entire Kyushu. How terrifying it is."

"This is the caliber of the greatest person in a thousand years."

Qingqing replied solemnly, "The human race has been able to survive until today thanks to the great contributions of the saints and sages of the human race. However, today, it has come to an end."

Behind the two of them, the Demon King Gu Jiao stood there. He glanced at the Kunwu Sword that was trembling in his hand and sighed deeply in his heart.

Did even Kunwu feel that the sage of the human race was about to pass away?

All parties were paying attention. In the capital of Dashang, Li Ziye, who was at the center of the righteous energy, looked at the old man in front of him with his hands clenched tightly, his expression becoming increasingly gloomy.

Three steps away, Confucius retracted his distant gaze and said gently, "In the past, in order to save a little effort, I never really gave you anything. Today, everyone in the world can receive my gifts, so naturally I can't treat you unfairly anymore."

As soon as he finished speaking, Confucius pointed into the air, and an endless stream of righteous energy flowed into the body of the young man in front of him, giving him the greatest gift.

He had treated this little guy badly for so many years, and this was the last time. He couldn't do this again.

At such a close distance, the righteous energy was sealed into Li Ziye's body like a raging wave, and after ten breaths, it disappeared into thin air.

"Experience it slowly."

Confucius said, "Your gift is different from theirs. I am worried that they will embarrass you in the future, so I gave you a little more as compensation. I hope you will look at it for my sake and not argue with them."

"Will not."

Li Ziye suppressed his sadness and replied, "Why would I bother with fools? They are not worthy of my attention."

"That's good."

Confucius nodded and said, "Little guy, please step back a little. I may not be able to take care of you later. Don't let others recognize your identity."

"Ah."

Li Ziye responded, took out a ghost mask from his arms and put it on his face, then turned around and walked towards the back.

“It’s so quiet.”

On the street, Confucius looked at the extremely quiet world and said, "What are you afraid of? I am a dying man, do you think I should scare you so much?"

After the sage finished speaking, there was no response from any side of the Nine Provinces. Even the heavens were so quiet at this moment, no one dared to act rashly in the final moments of the human sage.

"If you don't come out, then I will have to find you!" Confucius said, took a step forward, and instantly appeared above the void.

The next moment, white thunder roared across the sky above the entire Kyushu, and the earth-shaking holy power was chilling.

In Yuzhou City, inside Li's residence, violent coughing sounds were heard, the piercing sounds echoing throughout the backyard.

In the dark night, Tai Shangtian looked at the righteous energy gathering from the sky, and without any hesitation, he reached out and drew the sword behind him.

The gods created by the Li family put the interests of the Li family above all else, and they dare to draw their swords even when facing saints.

"It's so heavenly."

In the room at the back, Li Youwei spoke up and said, "Put away the sword."

"Yes, Miss."

Outside the room, Tai Shangtian put away his sword, looked up at the sky, and his expression turned cold.

“The saints will die.”

In the courtyard, Li Baiwan walked out, looked at the sky, and said, "This movement is really comparable to the power of heaven."

"I'm afraid that even the heavens are not as good as that sage."

In the room, Li Youwei responded, "In the past thousand years, the human race has been so lucky to have the protection of the saints. Unfortunately, from now on, the human race will have to walk the rest of the way on their own."

In the next room, Mu Jin pushed open the window, looked up, and said, "The young master once said before he left that once the saints ascend to heaven, it would be like opening the last unlocking door of human nature, and the world would be in chaos."

“Not just people.”

Li Youwei whispered softly, "All the evil spirits hiding in this world have been waiting for this day. After today, no one can frighten them anymore."

As the two were talking, white thunder descended from the sky, illuminating the world with its righteous energy.

When Tai Shangtian saw this, his expression suddenly froze and he subconsciously wanted to take action to resist.

However, just as the white thunder was about to fall, black cavities in the void suddenly opened up, and golden light fell, working together to block the holy power.

After a moment's stalemate, the golden light in the sky dissipated, and the divine power was vulnerable in the face of holy might.

"Are you willing to come out?"

At this moment, the voice of the sage rang out between heaven and earth, saying coldly, "It is difficult to save your king!"

"Boom!"

As the sage finished speaking, white thunder gathered again in the void, covering the entire world, especially the sky above Yuzhou City.

"Sages of the human race, please don't go too far!"

Before he finished speaking, figures surrounded by golden light appeared in the sky, and their number kept increasing until there were more than thirty of them.

The old gods descended, and dazzling golden light spread to every corner of the Central Plains. Everyone held different weapons in their hands. Their divine might was so strong that they showed no fear even when facing the saints of the human race.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

In the void, Confucius looked at the more than 30 old gods that appeared from all sides of the Central Plains and said calmly, "No wonder the old gods are not as good as the gods. There are only more than 30 of them, but they dare to interfere in the human world. I admire your courage."

"More than thirty?"

In front of the group of old gods, a woman sneered and said, "Are the saints of the human race underestimating us?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the woman held the spear across her body, put her hands together, and an incomparably powerful divine force rushed up into the sky.

In all parts of the Central Plains, the thirty-three old gods also put their palms together, and their divine power soared into the sky.

A moment later, in the shocked gazes of all parties, a thousand-foot-long space rift suddenly opened in the sky of Central Plains, and figures surrounded by black aura walked over.

"Fallen Angel!"

In the human world, the faces of the powerful gods changed when they saw the countless black figures in the sky.

This number is probably close to a thousand.

"Human race saints, now, is it not enough?"

In front of the thirty-three old gods, the woman said coldly, "These eight hundred fallen gods are all prepared by us for you."

"Forget the words."

In the void, Confucius looked at the army of fallen gods that walked out of the dark cavity thousands of feet above him and said calmly, "Can you lend me your sword?"

"Yes."

In the Imperial Academy, Bai Wangyu stretched out his hand to draw his sword, presented it with both hands, and bowed respectfully.

"Too easy!"

"Raise your sword!"

Above, Confucius whispered something and his figure soared into the sky. Taiyi followed and slashed at the fallen angel army in front with a sword.

In an instant, the situation in the Nine Provinces changed, and the divine power descended upon the world.