Rebirth of Fantasy God

At this moment, Kong Wuya was like being tied up and thrown on the railroad tracks. In the distance, a train was speeding towards him with its whistle honking continuously. His life and death were not in his own hands. When Kong Wuya thought of what Wang Yan said, that he was about to become an ordinary person under the power of Wenquxing's rules, he felt despair that was worse than death. There might be some warriors who could face such a future calmly, but Kong Wuya was obviously not such a warrior.

Because of fear, Kong Wuya's terrified eyes kept staring at the constantly changing words in the air.

In mid-air, the colors of the words Wang Yan said slowly began to glow, and finally became exactly the same color as the eight golden words left on the imperial seal. The entire room on the top floor was filled with the majestic power of the human race. All those who had ulterior motives could not help but bury their thoughts deep in their hearts, not daring to think about them at all.

The light from these words finally gathered together and shone on Kong Wuya.

Kong Wuya only felt that Wenquxing, who had been very close to him, could no longer sense him after he was illuminated by the golden light. Kong Wuya was instantly in despair.

Kong Wuya thought of his entire life. As a member of the Kong family, from the emperor, they all showed great care when they saw him, to the scholars, they all saw him as if they were seeing a teacher, respectfully and appropriately. But now in front of Wang Yan, he did not receive any preferential treatment at all because of his ancestor's identity. Kong Wuya had no idea what to do. The fear of what was about to happen made Kong Wuya tremble all over, his eyes were filled with bloodshot, as if his eyeballs were going to burst in the next moment, he was really tearful.

As a practitioner who only cultivates the rules of Wen Qi, without the power of Wenquxing, Kong Wuya would lose his power and become an ordinary person again.

Just as Kong Wuya himself had foreseen, after Wang Yan's decree was approved by Wenquxing, Kong Wuya directly lost all power related to literary power. Without the protection of power, he was directly turned back into a white-haired old man under the influence of time.

When Kong Wuya was about to have all the vitality in his body taken away by the power of time, Chen Xi took action. With a wave of his hand, Chen Xi injected a stream of spiritual energy into Kong Wuya's body.

Wang Yan turned his head and looked at Chen Xi in surprise. Seeing Wang Yan looking at him, Chen Xi said, "Your Majesty, although Kong Wuya is guilty, considering that he is a first-time offender and his starting point is good, I beg Your Majesty to give him a lighter punishment." Chen Xi said this seriously. If Wang Yan hadn't caught the cunning in her eyes, Wang Yan would have really thought that Chen Xi had become a saint and planned to let Kong Wuya go.

Wang Yan did not pull Chen Xi into the illusion to understand Chen Xi's plan. Instead, he wanted to playfully test the tacit understanding between him and Chen Xi. Wang Yan said, "Queen, Kong Wuya was rude first and violated the law later. Do you still want to plead for him? Don't say you don't know the purpose of his entering the imperial city without a recruit not long ago."

Before Chen Xi could answer, Kong Wuya, who had just received Chen Xi's spiritual power and barely managed to regain some energy, quickly grabbed this last straw and cried, "Your Majesty, under my leadership, Wensheng Academy has cultivated many talents for the Heavenly Dynasty over tens of thousands of years. I have also shed blood and sweat for the Heavenly Dynasty. Even if I have no merits, I have worked hard. Although I was wrong to enter the Imperial City without an imperial edict this time, I am not guilty of this. Your Majesty, this is not fair."

Wang Yan sneered, "Fair? When I was not in Honghuang, whoever ignored my order to let the Queen govern the country, whoever disobeyed the Queen's order, just for these two reasons, you deserve to die, not to mention that I gave you one last chance to live, and you still wanted to use this opportunity to decide the selection of officials for me, which shows that you have no intention of repenting. Now that the knife is falling on your head, you realize that you are wrong. How do you want me to punish you to be fair?"

Kong Wuya's face, which had just shown a hint of color, turned pale again. He looked at Chen Xi with an extremely miserable expression. This was his last hope.

Seeing Kong Wuya's eyes, Chen Xi felt that the anger he had suffered before was finally relieved, but Chen Xi did not want to forgive him easily. Chen Xi held Wang Yan, who was about to speak, and said coquettishly: "Your Majesty, since you are venting your anger for me, why don't you listen to my opinion."

Wang Yan acted as if he had suddenly realized something, and quickly said, "It's my fault. Queen, please tell me how to deal with this man."

Chen Xi looked in the direction of Kong Wuya, who quickly raised his head and met Chen Xi's gaze, his eyes full of pleading. He also began to beg for mercy, slapping himself repeatedly with both hands. Chen Xi had an intuitive feeling at this moment when she heard Wang Yan say to her, "Even if you don't take the initiative to punish them, they will come up to you and let you vent your anger. That's when it's the most satisfying. You don't have to take the initiative to do anything, they will offer you a piece of bramble because their hands will hurt because of you hitting them."

Chen Xi: "Since Kong Wuya cares so much about his identity as a descendant of Confucius, then let's demote him to a commoner. I want to see if he, who used to boast that his literary talent was as good as anyone in the literary circle, can become the head of Wensheng Academy again without the support of his ancestors."

Wang Yan thought for a moment and nodded, "Since the Queen is interested, then let's spare his life, demote him to a commoner, drive him out of the capital, and allow him to take the imperial examinations from the level of a student. He is not allowed to enter the imperial city until he has achieved the status of a juren."

As soon as Wang Yan finished speaking, the scene just now was repeated, but this time the effect of the words that stamped the imperial seal was to draw out the blood power in Kong Wuya's body that was inherited from the sage Confucius.

Kong Wuya collapsed to the ground as if struck by lightning. He never thought that he just wanted to earn the credit of following the dragon, so he had to wade into this muddy water. It was impossible for his Wensheng Academy to produce a human emperor. He knew this, just like the ancient and modern abbots of Leiyin Temple. The two of them came here just to wait for the price when the other four forces competed for the position of human emperor, and support whichever force promised more benefits.

He didn't expect that he didn't gain any benefit at all, but instead lost his ten thousand years of hard training and his proud bloodline identity because he saw the reality too late.

As Kong Wuya was taken away, the atmosphere in the private room became even more depressing due to the grief of the rabbit's death and the fox's grief.

Before this, Liu Yidao, the head of the Zheng family, the head of the Wang family, and the abbot Gujin had already discussed with Wang Yan a way to compensate Chen Xi, so they were just a little afraid that Wang Yan had the ability to behead Kong Wuya and turn him into a mortal.

They were afraid that one day they would be like Kong Wuya, whose cultivation would be abolished, and from a powerful person with the power to turn the world upside down and an endless lifespan, they would become an ordinary person who would have to experience birth, old age, sickness and death, and rush around all day just to make a living. Just thinking about it made them feel cold all over, and they felt that falling into an endless hell would be better than this.

Zhao Kuangyin was bearing Wang Yan's aura alone at this moment. Seeing Kong Wuya's miserable state, he was finally afraid at this moment. Zhao Kuangyin opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by Wang Yan: "King Song, there is no need to say more. I just realized that I am the emperor of mankind, Chen Xi is my queen, and you and the other eight countries are all emperors. It is not good for the queen's reputation, so I issued an order. From now on, the human race has only one emperor, the emperor of mankind, and all other emperors will be demoted to kings."

As Wang Yan finished speaking, the ancient monarchs who were not present at the scene but were in seclusion and practicing hard, including Yuan Zun, Emperor Yu of the Xia Dynasty, Tianyi of the Shang Dynasty, also known as Shang Tang, Ji Fa of the Zhou Dynasty, Ying Zheng of the Qin Dynasty, Liu Che of the Western Han Dynasty, Liu Xiu of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty, and Zhu Yuanzhang of the Ming Dynasty, all felt that their imperial power had been deprived. Before they could get angry, the Heavenly Dao had already conveyed the decision of the Emperor of the Yanhua Race to their consciousness.

After these ancient supreme beings digested the news of Wang Yan's adjustment of the power of the human race, they immediately noticed that the destiny of the human race had undergone tremendous changes.

Wang Yan reported to Heaven that the human race had only one queen, and the emperors of the nine ancient dynasties of the human race were all demoted to kings. However, instead of seeing the fortunes of these countries decline due to the demotion of their monarchs, their national fortunes increased by 30%.

With the blessing of this 30% increase in national fortune, the Ancient King, the Great Xia King, the Great Shang King, the Great Zhou King, the Qin King, the Eastern Han King, the Western Han King, the Tang King, and the Ming King, who had made no progress in their cultivation since their seclusion, seemed to have found the key to solving their doubts and all made breakthroughs.