Chapter 949 - Chapter 949: The unparalleled scholar (3) (1/2)
Chapter 949: The unparalleled scholar (3)
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After the fiendgod era, it was one of the few Supreme-grade items.
It wasn’t too much to say that he was ‘like a god or a devil’.
Wei Yuan retracted his gaze, lifted his foot, and stepped onto the first step.
In an instant, the heavens and the earth were filled with killing intent. This space was repelling him and targeting him, causing a terrifying pressure to descend.
Wei Yuan paused for a moment and then stepped onto the second step.
The projection of the Confucian Saint descended with clear light to offset the pressure of heaven and earth.
Wei Yuan raised his head and bowed to the projection of the Confucian Saint, ‘”‘No need!”
He had summoned the Confucian Saint not to kill the enemy, but to seal the Sorcerer God.
Salen AGU had encouraged him to break the barrier with the power of the Confucian Saint in order to weaken the power of the Confucian Saint. How much power would the Confucian Saint have left when they reached the altar?
He, Wei Yuan, was not a tool, not just a tool to carry the soul of the Confucian Saint.
On the contrary, he, Wei Yuan, was the one who sealed the Sorcerer God.
The Confucian Saint was his tool.
The second level, the third level, the fourth level …
After level 20, a crack appeared on Wei Yuan’s body with every step he took. The immortal body of a high-ranked martial artist healed the terrible wounds and barely maintained his balance.
After level 50, Wei Yuan was like a porcelain man pieced together. His body was covered in cracks, including his elegant and handsome face.
He finally stopped. It was unknown whether it was because he was exhausted or because he was unable to move forward anymore.
“If you don’t transcend your grade, you’re still a mortal. What’s the difference between you and an ant?”
An ethereal sigh could be heard, as if it came from ancient times.
Along with this voice, an unstoppable power surged forth. Heaven and earth worked together to kill Wei Yuan.
There were two paths in front of Wei Yuan. The first was to use the power of the Confucian Saint to reach the top. As for whether this hard-won heroic soul would still have the power to seal the witch God after reaching the top, only God knew.
The second option was to turn around and leave, retreating with the great Feng
Army.
God, how awe-inspiring …
Wei Yuan mumbled as a piece of past that had been sealed in his memory broke through.
Forty years ago, when Emperor Zhen de was still in power, there was a tragic war in the three Northeast regions.
The God of sorcerer gave an Oracle to destroy Da Feng and seize its fate. At that time, the three countries in the northeast mobilized 200000 troops to attack Xiang, Jing, and Yu provinces. They slaughtered every three days, leaving no one alive. The people of Da Feng were slaughtered like lowly grass.
There was no one for hundreds of miles, and bones were buried in the mountains.
They were even more brutal and violent than the demon barbarians.
To this day, that battle was still a shadow in the old man’s heart, who had experienced the rebellion.
It was also because of that battle that the Imperial court had deployed 100000 troops to the three provinces in the next ten years. The people would rather be refugees than return to their homeland. They were really afraid of the witchcraft cult.
After the incident, the Imperial court created a new yellow Book and found that the vast rivers and mountains of Xiang, Jing, and Yu provinces were empty. Millions of people had died in the war.