1116 Building A New World I (2/2)

The fight between the Academy and Taoism had at least had a result in the common world. But right before that, the sky and ground demonstrated weird phenomena and drew the attention of the crowd.

The people saw the descending clouds of East Sea, the burning sun, the horrifying light beam on Chang'an City gate and the lava-like light that was flowing continuously like a waterfall.

Then, a blinding light shone. The light was glaring. Other than a powerful person like Ye Hongyu, no one could see the human world clearly anymore.

Even Ye Hongyu and the middle-aged priest were squinting their eyes. The wind had swiped Sangsang's willpower to the field. The middle-aged priest understood that she had been reincarnated. He was overwhelmed with sentiment.

Thank you for protecting the human world for thousands of years.

Ye Hongyu, too, understood what was happening. He furrowed his thin brows and said, ”A pair of idiots.”

Mo Shanshan stood behind her. With a pale face, she remained silent.

The Butcher in the small town had put down the knife but Jun Mo was still holding the iron sword.

This was the biggest difference between the two of them. The Butcher knew that this war had developed to a point where he was not able to interfere anymore. Therefore, he decided to quit.

On the other hand, Jun Mo thought that if Youngest Brother and that girl died without defeating the Abbey Dean, then this was his turn to fight.

At the Wilderness of Tianqi Mountain, a yellow skirt was waving along the wind. Yu Lian was heading to North without sparing a glimpse for Chang'an.

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No one could command the entire human world. The Headmaster of Academy was no exception. He was merely representing the human world to fight silently against Haotian for a thousand years.

What Ning Que had to do was to perceive, then attempt to guide the entire human world's willpower.

What kind of willpower is it?

The sun was burning as the Divine Kingdom that was situated in deep side of sky began to turn clearer. Heaven and Earth beamed, creating a glaring daylight had never happened before, to the extent that the blue sky had almost turned pure white.

The light was blinding. Only a minimal amount of people could keep their eyes opened.

The light was scorching. The whole human world was covered by extreme heat. The water of the Great Swamp evaporated, the South Sea was rippled and the remnant of snow melted. In the aflame forest, song of cicadas cried out suddenly. The Snow Sea at Cold Arctic started to thaw!

It was too hot. The heat stopped one from sweating and breathing.

Chang'an was constantly attacked by the light beam from Divine Kingdom. But luckily it was protected by the God-Stunning Array, it was relatively safer than the world outside the city. At the very least, the people were able to open their eyes even though the heat was scorching.

Li Yu and the Prince of Great Tang Prince were at the Imperial Study. Her clothes were soaked in sweat and her breathing was getting heavier. She held her brother's hand, walked to the window and opened it.

Elder Chao and Shangguan Yangyu were sitting face to face in Spring Breeze Pavilion of Chao Residence. Both of them were half naked, exposing slender and not so attractive body as the heat was extremely unbearable.

”I can't take it anymore.” With the help of the clutch, Elder Chao stood up. He opened all the windows in the room and watched lava-like light falling like a waterfall. He cursed angrily, ”F*ck. Are they trying to kill us with this heat?”

The human world was experiencing both winter and summer simultaneously.

Regardless of the location, at the riverbank or the seashore, and the presence of the wind, no one could escape from this heatwave. The entire world had turned into an iron house. Meanwhile, fire was burning outside the house, causing the interior of the house to be extremely warm and stuffy.

Willpower was a thought. It was what a person intended to do.

Now, everyone in this world craved for a cooling breeze and wanted to open all the doors and windows in the house. If it was iron house that had no windows, the people would have no choice but to break it open.

Ning Que could perceive the thoughts of hundreds of millions people and knew that this was the human world's willpower.

An avalanche of Psyche Power from everywhere headed to Chang'an and entered the God-Stunning Array. Ning Que could not sustain such a high level of Psyche Power. Sangsang received the Core Vajra of the Array from his hands. That tremendous momentum of Psyche Power from human world entered her body through the Core Vajra of the Array.

She was Ning Que's natal item. Ning Que had what she had.

In front of a cliff's cave, the clothes of Bookman was drenched in sweat. But he sensed nothing, as he continued to daydream and ponder the Abbey Dean's words from before.

Scholars are useless? The useless ones are the scholars? The Bookman got angrier and more disappointed as he dwelled in his thoughts. He extended his hands angrily and swept all the books on the table to the floor. However, those books fell off the table but did not hit the floor. Instead, they floated in the air. Inside cliff's cave, the books had also left the bookshelves and were floating in the air.

”Oh, I see.” The Bookman understood what was happening and flashed an innocent grin on his old and weary face. He finally felt relieved. ”Let him go. Let him know that the words come with power.”

The uncountable number of books left the Academy and flew to the wall of Chang'an like a flock of birds.

The Academy was filled with vast accumulation of books, from ancient literature to secular popular books like The Miscellaneous Notes of Two Jing. The number was too high to be counted. The books were now making a complete round outside Chang'an.

”The useless ones are the scholars. Is that what you said?” Ning Que looked at the Abbey Dean and said, ” I write a word and show you.” Before he finished his words, he lifted his arm to grab an invisible pen.

Where is the ink? If he intends to write a grand word, how much ink is required?

The books, that were floating around the Chang'an, abruptly fused together.

Those were books, not papers. Books were the work of words and papers. There were words on the books. The words were written with ink. Uncountable books contained uncountable ink-written words. Ning Que wanted to use the remaining ink inherited from many predecessors.