Chapter 1813 - The Power of the Crown of Confucius!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
This moment has finally come!
Wang Chong took in a deep breath. The Stellar Energy in his dantian began to vibrate, and a storm of immense energy soon erupted from his body.
Boom!
The heavens trembled, and the calm training ground instantly turned into a raging sea, the seething waves of energy causing the air to howl.
Boom!
Across from Wang Chong, a pillar of energy shot up like a fire beacon. Li Junxian had almost simultaneously unlocked his own seal, and his energy instantly reached its peak to oppose Wang Chong.
“Li Junxian, it’s time for things to end! Lightning’s Fury!”
Wang Chong’s voice rumbled like a peal of thunder, echoing across the entire training ground. Whoosh! Before anyone could react, Wang Chong gripped the Origin Immortal Sword at his waist and vanished.
Crack!
As a peal of thunder resounded through the heavens, tens of thousands of dazzling lightning bolts suddenly appeared from where Wang Chong had been standing and spread across the skies.
Kacrack!
Above the training ground, the lightning bolts gathered together into a giant sword that surged with destructive power. It slashed down, cleaving through the heavens as it descended toward Li Junxian.
It was impossible to describe the power contained in this sword. As the lightning erupted from its surface, everyone’s minds seemed to stop, and even the flow of time seemed to freeze. All that was left was a world of lightning.
Wang Chong had no plans to prolong his battle with Li Junxian.
This was not Wang Chong’s first clash with Li Junxian, and there was no need for the two of them to probe each other.
Wang Chong had only one goal in mind: use all his power to end this farce as quickly as possible.
Boom!
There was a thunderous explosion, and it seemed as if the very earth had been sundered apart. But when the lightning had faded, Li Junxian still stood tall in his snow-white robes, completely unharmed.
After a brief silence, the crowd called out in surprise.
“Li Junxian!”
“He actually blocked it.”
Meanwhile, Xu Keyi, Young Master Qingyang, and Li Siye instantly paled.
Wang Chong had obtained the Origin Immortal Sword from beneath the Origin Immortal Mountain in the northwest. It was a sword of immense power that not even the Goat, Deer, and Tiger Immortals had been able to stop.
This was even more so after Wang Chong broke into the Subtle realm. Wang Chong became capable of using the full strength of this terrifying sword, and not even Young Master Qingyang dared to imagine how strong it was. But Li Junxian had blocked it.
“How could this be!?”
Xu Keyi and Zhang Que were the most shocked of all. They had personally seen Wang Chong exchange blows with Li Junxian during the Public Order Squad incident. At that time, even though Li Junxian had the holy sword of his sect, he had still been no match for Wang Chong.
But now, Li Junxian had blocked Wang Chong’s full-strength blow.
“Look over there!” someone cried out, and everyone was instantly drawn to the top of Li Junxian’s head. At some point, Li Junxian had donned an ancient Confucian crown in the style of the Spring and Autumn Era.
This Confucian crown exuded a hallowed, majestic, and mountain-shattering energy. A white halo surrounded the crown, and it seemed to resonate with the Noble Sage Sword at Li Junxian’s waist.
This Confucian crown seemed to push Li Junxian’s power to a whole new level.
“That’s! The Crown of Confucius!”
At the edge of the training ground, Yan Wenzhang, who had been swiftly writing with his brush, recording the events of the battle and the conversation between the pair, trembled upon seeing the crown Li Junxian wore. The brush almost dropped out of his hands.
As a member of the Confucian path and a clan of historians, the Yan Clan was more familiar with the records of history than anyone else.
There were clear descriptions regarding the appearance and special features of the Crown of Confucius in the historical texts. While others might not have been aware of them, Grand Scribe Yan Wenzhang knew them like the back of his hand.
“How could this be!?”
Yan Wenzhang’s eyes widened as he stared in agitation at the Confucian crown on Li Junxian’s head.
“What?! The Crown of Confucius?!”
The many Confucian scholars around Yan Wenzhang cried out in alarm upon hearing his words, and the crowd grew restless.
The Crown of Confucius was a holy object, not just for the Confucian Sect, but for all the Confucians of the realm.
After all, it was the Confucian crown worn by the Sage Confucius himself!
Wang Chong dropped back to the ground.
“The Crown of Confucius?”
Wang Chong solemnly stared at that ancient crown atop Li Junxian’s head.
Given the importance of the militarist-Confucian conflict, Li Junxian was certain to use all the strength he could mobilize. But he hadn’t expected that Li Junxian would really take out the Crown of Confucius to use alongside the Noble Sage Sword.
Academic Lu really got it right, Wang Chong quietly remarked as he recalled the report from Zhang Que.
Former possessions of the Sage were not to be taken lightly. This was clearly Li Junxian’s greatest tool in this battle, and Wang Chong did not dare to be careless with the Crown of Confucius until he could plumb the depths of its power.
“Wang Chong, I said before that you have no hope of winning this battle!” Li Junxian loudly proclaimed. His body exuded righteousness and majesty now that he wore the Crown of Confucius.
“The Confucian Sect does not like fighting, but that does not mean that it is not good at it. This Crown of Confucius is the best tool against crazed murderers and aggressive generals like you!”
Li Junxian strode forward as he spoke.
Powerful streams of energy began to rise from his body, causing his robes to stir and flap.
“Senior Brother!”
The white-robed young woman stared at Li Junxian in excitement.
Behind her, the rest of the Confucian Sect was just as excited.
The fact that he had been able to endure the trials of the Path of the First Sage and obtain the recognition of the Crown of Confucius had already made Li Junxian one of the most outstanding leaders in the history of the Confucian Sect.
And if he could defeat Wang Chong, Li Junxian truly would become the Confucian Sect’s number one.
“Young Master, defeat him!”
“Young Master, you have to win!”
The Confucian Sect members excitedly called out. Even Elder Song’s beard was trembling, a sign that he was finding it hard to keep his composure.
It appeared that Li Junxian with the Crown of Confucius was now entirely capable of blocking Wang Chong’s attacks, meaning that his young master was essentially undefeatable.
The Confucian Sect’s victory was nigh certain in this clash.
“I see. This must be your greatest tool.”
Wang Chong pressed his right hand against the Origin Immortal Sword, his expression turning much calmer. No matter what trump card Li Junxian had, he needed to win this battle.
“You’re wrong! You have no idea what the Crown of Confucius truly represents!”
A cold and savage light flashed in Li Junxian’s eyes.
Boom!
Li Junxian suddenly extended a finger, upon which all the energy over a vast area suddenly pulsed. Like subjects receiving a sovereign’s decree, this energy began to converge, following Li Junxian’s finger, and rumble toward Wang Chong.
Whoosh!
Wang Chong instantly shot away, barely avoiding Li Junxian’s attack.
Behind him, there was a massive explosion as a large chunk of the training ground was blasted to bits. Even Wang Chong couldn’t help but twitch an eye at this sight.
He knew that the Crown of Confucius had to be formidable, but he hadn’t expected Li Junxian to be capable of commanding the surrounding Origin Energy.
Wang Chong could use his Stellar Energy to also control worldly Origin Energy, but not like Li Junxian. Li Junxian was not exuding the slightest ripple of Stellar Energy but was still capable of commanding Origin Energy.
The Sage’s crown truly is formidable, but any object, as long as it’s being used by a person, must have a flaw! Wang Chong quietly said to himself.
But until Wang Chong had clarified the abilities of the First Sage’s crown, he could not afford to be careless.
“It’s useless. If you want to know the powers of the Crown of Confucius, you don’t need to go through all that trouble. I’ll just tell you!”
Li Junxian’s eyes were bright, his inky hair dancing around him. His sharp eyes had already seen through Wang Chong’s objective.
Rumble!
A moment later, a powerful stream of energy emerged from the top of his head.
At the same time, a powerful wave of mental energy, as vast as the sea, erupted from the Crown of Confucius and engulfed the area.
“Not good!”
Upon sensing this power, Wang Chong paled.
As someone who had already lived two lives, Wang Chong possessed a Psychic Energy much stronger than those of the same level, particularly after absorbing the Nightmare Beast’s Psychic Energy. Wang Chong’s current Psychic Energy was five times that of other Subtle realm experts.
But the power erupting from Li Junxian was even more terrifying than Wang Chong’s. It was that of ten, twenty, perhaps even thirty Subtle realm experts.
Even True Lord Yellow Dragon seemed dim in the face of this power.
