Chapter 1815 - Sudden Development! Manifestation of a Sage Master!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Before the start of the match, Elder Song’s sole concern was whether Li Junxian could obtain the approval of the Crown of Confucius. After all, in normal circumstances, Li Junxian was no match for Wang Chong.
But now, the Confucian Sect’s victory was certain!
Dazzling white light had engulfed the entire training ground, and Li Junxian’s power was continuing to swell. Meanwhile, Wang Chong’s energy actually dropped another level.
Elder Song was correct. As time went on, the power of the Crown of Confucius would only increase. The more Wang Chong delayed, the more unfavorable the situation would become.
Boom!
During all this, Li Junxian continued to swing the Noble Sage Sword, causing bricks and debris to fly into the air.
Even though Wang Chong managed to dodge again and again with the Greater Void Step, Li Junxian was in no rush. The strength of the Sage Masters was continuing to restrain Wang Chong, and as Wang Chong got weaker and weaker, he would be even more incapable of fighting against him.
More importantly, Li Junxian estimated that it would be only a few moments before Wang Chong fell from the Subtle realm, upon which he could end the battle once and for all!
“Wang Chong, why are you so quiet? Do you really think you can keep dragging things out?”
Li Junxian’s cold voice rang out across the heavens.
Rumble! As he spoke, the Crown of Confucius radiated light, and then yet another powerful stream of Psychic Energy slammed into Wang Chong’s mind.
At the same time, with a crack of thunder, a dazzling pillar of white light descended on Wang Chong.
No matter how strong Wang Chong’s Psychic Energy was, even he was badly shaken by this strike. Upon seeing this, Li Junxian finally cracked a smile.
“The Crown of Confucius was originally meant to deal with evildoers like you! Wang Chong, you’ve lost this battle!”
Buzz!
But Li Junxian failed to notice Wang Chong’s body trembling when he heard the mention of ‘evildoer’. He suddenly had an idea.
Boom!
Li Junxian once more swung his Noble Sage Sword, but this time, Wang Chong erupted with Stellar Energy and chose to fiercely block this powerful attack.
“Ah!”
Everyone stood up in shock. No one had expected Wang Chong to take Li Junxian’s attack, not even Li Junxian himself.
For Wang Chong to take the attack in his current condition was extremely unwise.
“Li Junxian, you’re wrong! This battle is far from over! More importantly, you shouldn’t have used the Crown of Confucius against me!”
Wang Chong raised his head, revealing his blindingly bright eyes.
While Wang Chong had apparently been doing his utmost to avoid fighting against the Crown of Confucius, he had actually been observing and examining the power of this crown.
Every object had its flaw, a way to counter it, and the Crown of Confucius could be no exception.
And Wang Chong had found the way.
Rumble!
Wang Chong’s Psychic Energy that had been restrained and condensed to resist the Crown of Confucius was suddenly released, turning from resistance to acceptance, allowing the majestic Psychic Energy of the Crown of Confucius to enter his mind.
“This is…”
Let alone Li Junxian, even Li Heng and the other dignitaries were stunned. Li Heng was particularly shocked. He was extremely close to Wang Chong and was one of his staunchest supporters.
The Crown of Confucius was extremely restrictive toward militarists, and now, Wang Chong was opening his mind and allowing the Psychic Energy from the crown to come inside. This was simply suicidal.
“What is this Wang Clan boy thinking? Does he think he can stand against the Crown of Confucius alone? How foolish! His defeat is certain!”
Elder Song was also confused and flabbergasted, but he quickly got ahold of himself, his eyes coldly flashing. Regardless of what Wang Chong was planning, no one could resist the Crown of Confucius by themselves.
Wang Chong’s own intelligence had led him to ruin.
Rumble!
Time seemed to stop. As Wang Chong opened his mind, the majestic will and Psychic Energy of the Crown of Confucius surged into his mind, seeping into every nerve.
Wang Chong opened his arms wide to the will of the First Sage and the Sage Masters of the Spring and Autumn Era, holding back nothing. He allowed this mysterious Confucian power to sweep over every corner of his mind.
Unlike before, Wang Chong offered up all his memories of the past, including those regarding the Rebellion of the Three Princes, the Battle of Khorasan, the Battle of Talas, and the war of the southwest.
Wang Chong held nothing back, exposing all those gruesome mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Even his greatest secret of all, the vision of the Central Plains in ruin, of that apocalyptic calamity that left corpses strewn across the land, his sincere heart and his undying will—he exposed it all to the Crown of Confucius.
Wang Chong raised his head and mentally cried out, Supreme Sage, Sage Masters of the Spring and Autumn, judge for yourself if Wang Chong is an evildoer!
On the other side, Li Junxian was unaware of Wang Chong’s thoughts.
Just as he expected, a few moments later, Wang Chong’s energy rapidly plunged. In the blink of an eye, he fell from the Subtle realm to the Saint Martial realm, and then to the Imperial Martial realm, and he was still weakening. All of this happened in practically an instant.
“You lost!” Li Junxian coldly said. Clang! He clenched his fingers, and a moment later, a righteous Sword Qi shot forth with the roar of a dragon and shot toward Wang Chong.
Although Wang Chong had already lost the ability to resist, the militarist-Confucian conflict was a matter of no small importance. The aspirations of the Confucian Sect could not accept any mistakes, and he would not allow himself to commit any mistakes until he had truly won.
“Ah!”
Cries of alarm came from all sides, and the crowds near and far watched with rapt attention and solemn expressions.
The King of Foreign Lands had actually lost! None of them had expected this!
But just when everyone believed that they were about to see Wang Chong lose…
Boom!
The world swayed, and time began to flow at normal speed. Wang Chong’s strength was entirely suppressed by the Crown of Confucius, but at this moment, his body began to blaze with energy like a wildfire, an entirely new energy bursting from within.
“Impossible!”
Upon sensing this transformation, Li Junxian couldn’t help but shudder in disbelief.
Wang Chong’s strength had been suppressed all the way to the True Martial realm, but now, it was rapidly swelling, rising to the Imperial Martial realm, to the Saint Martial realm, and all the way back to the Subtle realm.
And this was not all. Li Junxian’s attacks had shaved away at Wang Chong’s strength, but now, not only was he regaining his former cultivation level, his Stellar Energy was also being restored, and this Stellar Energy was even purer and more powerful than before. It was like the righteous Confucian energy that had flowed into his body had become his.
“How could this sort of thing happen?!”
Li Junxian felt an unprecedented shock. Nothing he was seeing made any sense!
The Crown of Confucius was the crown worn by the Supreme Sage, the ultimate restraint for those militarists who delighted in slaughter. It would leave permanent damage on them that could not be reversed. No one who had been suppressed by the Crown of Confucius had ever been able to recover their strength, much less get any stronger.
No such records existed in the history of the Confucian Sect!
But there was still much more for Li Junxian to be shocked about.
Boom!
When Li Junxian’s righteous Sword Qi was still several dozen feet from Wang Chong’s head, it suddenly shattered like glass. At this time, a golden light emerged from the top of Wang Chong’s head.
The air resounded with the chanting of sages, and ancient words began to manifest. Above Wang Chong’s head, Confucian energy gathered into the form of a sage.
This Confucian sage’s features were blurred, making it impossible to tell which one they were, but the energy from his body was majestic and dignified, signifying him as one of the ancient Sage Masters of the Confucian school!
“Ah!”
The crowd cried out in alarm, their eyes opening wide in disbelief.
“A Sage Master manifestation! How come one of the Sage Masters appeared above him?”
“Impossible! While the Wang Clan is a clan of ministers and generals, it does not belong to the traditional line of the Confucian path, and the King of Foreign Lands is also a pure militarist. How could he have obtained the acknowledgment of a Sage Master?”
“There must be a mistake! He’s a militarist, a killer! His hands are drenched in blood! How could the Sage Masters acknowledge him!?”
The eminent Confucians in the crowd, as well as Elder Song, Sword Ghost, and the other members of the Confucian Sect, were dumbstruck. There was no explaining what was happening with Wang Chong, not a single past example in their records.
Crack!
At this time, Li Junxian’s headband cracked, and his hair broke free. The Crown of Confucius soared into the air, and the crowd watched in awe as it flew toward Wang Chong’s head, resonating with that indistinct Confucian sage above him.
