Chapter 947 - Chapter 947: The unparalleled scholar (1) (1/2)

Chapter 947: The unparalleled scholar (1)

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In the blue sky, the clouds suddenly dispersed and disappeared, leaving only a blue sky.

The power that was rushing down from the sky and the existence that had yet to appear seemed to be unable to tolerate even a grain of sand.

Between heaven and earth, a pair of eyes opened. They were filled with wisdom and unshakeable calmness.

In the mountains and seas, a 300-meter-tall illusionary figure appeared. He was wearing a Confucian robe and a Confucian crown. His face was blurry and his long beard fluttered in the wind.

He didn’t know if it was an illusion, but the blazing sun in the sky seemed to have dimmed a little.

This Phantom had the blue sky above its head and the vast ocean below its feet.

As soon as this apparition appeared, within a hundred miles of Jing mountain, a clear air surrounded it and the sound of reading came from the void.

The pure air that the scholarly Academy had accumulated for 1000 years was like the light of a Firefly in comparison.

The Confucian Saint!

He was the founder of the scholarly system, a great man who had surpassed his rank.

It had been more than 1200 years since the death of the Confucian Saint, and this was the first time someone had summoned his soul.

At this moment, the statue of the Sorcerer God trembled violently. The entire altar and the valley were shaking as if there was an earthquake.

At this moment, within a hundred miles of Jing Mountain City, all the living beings prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling in fear.

Yelb and UDA Pagoda trembled and bent their backs, stubbornly refusing to prostrate. This was the last dignity of a rank 3 wizard.

Grand Wizard salen AGU looked up at the huge shadow, and his lips trembled.

“The Confucian Saint …. He muttered.

Since the birth of the human civilization, the changes in the system of rites and system were complicated and chaotic. However, if the long river of history was extended, from a macro perspective, the changes of human civilization could be simply divided into two stages:

Before and after the scholarly faction.

Before the Confucian school was born, the system was unstable and was in a relatively chaotic stage.

After the birth of the scholarly faction, the human civilization finally had a

cornerstone and a root that could not be separated from the original.

In the hundreds of thousands of years after the conclusion of the era of gods and demons, in terms of luck, neither the ancient emperors nor the millions of emperors in the future could compare to the Confucian Saint.

As the founder of the human civilization, the Confucian Saint seemed to have been born at the right time.

Wei Yuan’s eyes were replaced by a clear light, showing the coldness of a God. His body was cracked, and his crown and knife were glowing. They repaired his body over and over again, and the cycle repeated.

At this moment, he was not only shouldering power beyond his grade, but also the most majestic luck since the birth of the human race.

After the death of the Confucian Saint, no one had been able to summon his heroic soul, which was not without reason.

Wei Yuan raised his head and stared at Emperor Zhen de, who was still in the air.”Why don’t you use your sword!”