Section 176

“You are?”

“Ten thousand years ago, those in the All Heavens and Myriad Realms who revered me called me… Master!!”

Chapter 113: God Race Submits! Su Family Becomes Lord of the Divine!?

Master!!!

The most brilliant existence of the middle ages, his name symbolized power, and under his leadership, the Confucian Dao reached an unimaginable level.

Unrivaled among peers, his words became law, and vast Righteous Qi surged forth, the entire world submitting beneath his green robes.

No one knew what Realm Master’s strength had reached.

They only knew that any enemy standing before Master would be annihilated by the treasured sword inscribed with the character ‘Virtue’!!

Some said Master was an Ancient One, an existence who had traversed the long river of time, while others said Master was a Great Emperor, simply unwilling to bear the title of Great Emperor.

Legends about Master emerged endlessly, but everything ended with Master Ascends to Heaven and the decline of the Confucian Dao.

Confucian cultivators also began to disappear in the late middle ages, eventually leaving no Legacy in the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

After an entire age of silence, in the golden age, the Su Family gave birth to a Son of Confucian Dao, Su Yun.

And then, he bore the Luck of the Confucian school for a full hundred thousand years!

Then, this elder, who had pushed the Confucian school to an unprecedented height and personally led millions of Confucian cultivators to ascend to Heaven, reappeared in the human world a hundred thousand years later!

“You are… Master!!!”

A brilliant light burst forth in Su Yun’s eyes; Wan Dao Academy was originally the Legacy of Yan Sheng, one of the seventy-two Sages under Master.

Therefore, Master was equivalent to Su Yun’s Ancestral Master.

The progenitor of Confucian cultivators in the world, the pioneer who established the Confucian cultivation system!

If Heaven had not given birth to Master, eternity would be like a long night!

What a brilliantevaluate!

“Little fellow, are you willing to become my last closed-door Disciple!!”

“Disciple is willing!”

Without the slightest hesitation, Su Hao immediately agreed.

Master chuckled: “Hahahahaha!! This calls for a big drink!”

Then, behind him, brilliant figures appeared one after another.

Some were tall, some were slovenly, some drank wine, some played the zither; their auras were different, and their appearances were different.

But each of them carried an incomparably vast Righteous Qi.

“Greetings, Junior Brother!!”

“We greet Junior Brother!”

“Hahahahaha!!! Junior Brother, I am your Senior Brother, in the future, remember to subdue people with ‘Virtue’!”

“The world is difficult, Junior Brother, you must press forward!”

They looked at Su Yun with a hint of doting.

Then, they transformed into streaks of light and merged into Su Yun’s mind.

“Su Yun!! Thank you, Senior Brothers!”

The seventy-two Sages under Master, seventy-two terrifyingly powerful experts, their cultivation was at least above True God.

Now, their hundred-thousand-year-old Legacy has all transformed into imprints, falling into Su Yun’s Divine Soul, which he can view at will.

“Su Yun, today your teacher will give you your first lesson…”

“And the last lesson…” Master looked at this last Legacy of the Confucian Dao, a slight smile on his lips, and a hint of doting in his eyes!

Then, he slowly began to speak, reciting sacred scriptures and supreme Daos at will.

Immediately, golden lotuses bloomed from the ground, and strange phenomena appeared in the sky!

Su Yun listened enthralled, his cultivation unchanged, but in the ethereal, his aura became even more profound and terrifying!

Outside the Tianwu Arena.

The leaders of various factions watched all this, only feeling that both of the Su Family’s Prodigies had received immense Legacy and benefits.

But one person’s eyes suddenly narrowed sharply.

“Is that! Is that Master!! Yes!! It’s Master!! My family’s ancestral painting album has…”

“Oh my God! Master’s successor has appeared!! I remember that Emperor Province Heavenly Dao Mountain has been searching for Master’s remains for the past few centuries…

I’m rich! Just this one piece of news is enough to ensure my cultivation for the rest of my life!”

The man suppressed the wild joy in his heart, slowly withdrew from the crowd.

Then, he transformed into a streak of light and disappeared.

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Dark, cold, endlessly silent, this place was a nightmare darker and deeper than any other.

An boundless sea of Death Qi roared, and countlessRevenant wailed.

An infinitely wide river flowed ceaselessly, its length and breadth unseen.

Within it, countlessRevenant cried, and countless white bones wailed…

Yellow Springs!! Yellow Springs!! Everything in the world eventually decays, and all things ultimately return to Yellow Springs!

Pure Death Qi permeated here.

An ordinary person would be directly swallowed by the terrifying Death Qi if they touched even a trace of it.

But before the Yellow Springs, a young man, small as an ant, stood pale-faced, stepping forward bit by bit.

Every step he took was incredibly difficult, and behind him, oneRevenant after another appeared, grabbing at his pant legs.

“You killed me!! Why did you kill me!”

“I hate you! I hate you!”

“Su Huangquan, you are a demon!! You are a demon!”

They wailed, roared, and cried, pulling with all their might at the young man’s pant legs, not wanting him to move forward.

But… Su Huangquan seemed to feel nothing about all this.

His face was pale, like a dead person, his lips devoid of any color, and in the depths of his eyes was endless deathly stillness.

Here, everything will die: cultivation, Realm, Dao, Law, belief, spirit, everything will die; this is the Yellow Springs.

But in the depths of Su Huangquan’s dead-like, dull eyes, there was a trace of madness hidden.

“I cannot fail the Clan Chief’s expectations!”

“Clan Chief personally bestowed! Personally bestowed!! I also want the Clan Chief’s personal bestowal!!”

Su Huangquan murmured.

The surrounding Death Qi, which corroded everything, actually ignored him.

Indeed… how could a dead person be corroded by Death Qi??

Su Huangquan had died long ago; he died in the desolate village, died in the man-eating world…

It was the Clan Chief who pulled him out of the endless turbidity, and then, his life gained value; the Su Family, the Clan Chief, this was his everything.

As for the rest of the living beings…

They were merely the future withered bones beneath the Yellow Springs!

After an unknown amount of time, Su Huangquan reached a bead.

That bead was incredibly murky, flickering with faint ghostly light.

Just seeing this bead would instinctively make one feel uneasy and fearful.

“Interesting… truly interesting, a person who views himself and the world as a land of the dead, yet lives for a clan, for one person…”

“Born under a death star, destined for bloody calamity, how did you survive?”

“Interesting, interesting!!” The voice was cold and distorted, like a mixture of countless male, female, old, and young voices.

However, Su Huangquan ignored the voice.

He simply reached out instinctively and grabbed the bead.

“Kid!! Let me ask you a question…

If one day, a slaughter erupts, and before you are a sea of blood and countless fallen, with all living beings behind you, what will you do!”

Su Huangquan’s eyes suddenly lit up at this moment, the violence in them almost materializing.

“Naturally, I will step on the bones of all living beings to ascend to the supreme!”