Chapter 1891: A Word Becomes Rule, Ten Thousand Laws Follow

Boom!

With the appearance of this head, the mercury-like power in the air grew even denser. Zhang Xuan quickly sealed all the pores on his body, not daring to absorb a single wisp.

This mercury-like power, like the killing aura, was a special kind of gas. If allowed to surge into the body, it might tear apart all meridians, severely damage cultivation, or even pose a life-threatening danger.

Kill!

Unexpectedly failing to stop this 'god' and even allowing him to extend his head over, Yan Qing and the other ancient sages all turned pale. They roared simultaneously and continued charging forward.

Various forces surged, the seals shook incessantly, and space shattered piece by piece. The 'god' extended a finger to block the众人的 attacks while using his other hand to pry at the裂缝 and continue squeezing out. Soon, his entire shoulder was exposed.

While fending off the siege, he still had strength to squeeze outward.

This alone showed that this one was indeed much stronger than the fellow who had been crushed to death by a book earlier.

At this rate, we can't hold him back!

After stabbing hundreds of times, her internal power nearly exhausted, Kong Shiyao gritted her silver teeth, her lips faintly stained with blood. Suddenly, she raised her delicate brows and her clear voice rang across the platform: 'Yan Qing Ancient Sage, stop attacking for now. Use all your strength to bring over the corpse of Ziyuan Ancient Sage...'

This...

Yan Qing Ancient Sage trembled.

There's no other way. If we hesitate any longer, we might all die here!

Seeing him motionless, Kong Shiyao scolded.

Once this being before them broke through the裂缝, not only would they all be easily slain, but the Hundred Schools of Thought might also suffer disaster, with no room for recovery.

The only option now was to fight desperately, even if it meant... death!

But... you are the only descendant of Confucius with a blood purity exceeding 'eight'...

Yan Qing Ancient Sage gritted his teeth.

He knew what she intended, but... doing so might mean sacrifice!

He was old; dying was nothing. But this young lady was the purest bloodline of Confucius in a thousand years, having endured three thunder tribulations without breaking through. Given enough time, she might even reach the Shattering Void realm. If she died here... how could he face the ancestors?

Once he comes out, we all die. No matter how pure the bloodline, it's useless...

Kong Shiyao spat out a mouthful of blood.

Boom! Boom!

As the blood appeared, it immediately burned in the air. The surrounding space and time seemed to freeze, and even the 'god' trying to crawl out stopped, making no further move.

It was as if someone had pressed the pause button.

After spitting blood, Kong Shiyao's face turned much paler, and a dense layer of cold sweat appeared on her forehead. She looked at the floating stone coffin not far away and shouted, 'Come here!'

Whoosh!

The coffin seemed to hear the command, emitting a dull rumble. It shook and slowly approached, arriving before her in a moment.

This... Word of Heaven's Grant?

Zhang Xuan was startled.

Kong Shiyao spat blood and activated her bloodline power. He had always wondered what power the descendants of Confucius possessed. Unexpectedly, it was... the Word of Heaven's Grant, which even master teachers could use.

Wasn't that too simple?

The Zhang family's time power and the Luo family's space power were both extremely powerful. The Word of Heaven's Grant... somehow didn't seem to fit the identity of Confucius's descendants.

"No!"

Full of astonishment, the patterns in his eyes writhed, and his heart jolted violently.

"This isn't the Teacher's Word from Heaven, but..."

The Teacher's Word from Heaven required imparting knowledge to gain Heaven and Earth's approval, so that cultivators would involuntarily obey commands. He had comprehended the Teacher's Heart, and although he could make some objects obey commands, he first had to enlighten them.

In other words, to achieve the Teacher's Word from Heaven, there must be spirituality and the ability to cultivate. Moreover, the techniques taught must suit the recipient. It seemed easy, but the conditions were extremely strict.

Take himself as an example: to use the Teacher's Word from Heaven to make someone obey commands, first, the other's mental state must be lower than his; second, the techniques taught must greatly enlighten them... Both conditions were indispensable.

At this moment, although Kong Shiyao's combat strength was not weak, her true cultivation was only at the Great Perfection of the Immortal Realm. Even if her mental state had broken through to the Ancient Sage level, the stone coffin opposite was lifeless, and Ziyuan Ancient Sage's corpse had no consciousness. For it to come over at his shout, there was only one possibility!

"It's... the Word as Law!"

Trembling incessantly, Zhang Xuan's face was filled with horror.

The Word as Law meant that spoken words could automatically form laws, making people involuntarily obey. On the surface, it seemed similar to the Teacher's Word from Heaven, but in reality, it was far more terrifying.

A single word becomes a rule, ten thousand laws follow... Time laws, space laws—none of them mattered.

It could be foreseen that if he activated the Zhang family bloodline to fight, the opponent before him wouldn't need to act; he would only need to say "Stop," and he himself would freeze on the spot, unable to move.

This wasn't controlling time or space, but controlling your entire being, making you stand still, turning it into a new rule.

Terrifying!

He hadn't expected that Kong Shi's breakthrough to Ancient Sage would result in comprehending this... No wonder he was invincible under heaven, the greatest of all time!

Boom!

While he was shocked, the stone coffin that had flown over opened again, and Ziyuan Ancient Sage's corpse flew out, hovering in midair.

Although his eyes were tightly shut, an aura emanated from him that kept others at a distance, as if he had come back to life.

Pfft!

After doing this, Kong Shiyao spat out another mouthful of blood, her face turning even paler. Her delicate body swayed a few times, as if she could barely hold on.

Although the bloodline power of Master Kong could make words manifest reality and compel obedience, her cultivation was still too low. Forcibly using the corpse of the ancient sage Ziyuan had damaged her foundation.

My turn!

Seeing that Kong Shiyao had already made her move, the ancient sage Yan Qing said no more. With a roar, his body suddenly collapsed inward.

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, countless streams of blood qi shot out from his body, surging straight toward the corpse of the ancient sage Ziyuan.

As more and more blood poured in, the aura emanating from the ancient sage's corpse grew stronger.

Thinking you can defeat me with a corpse? Don't dream...

The "deity" crawling out of the rift sneered coldly, and his palm struck down fiercely.

At this moment, his chest was already exposed. It seemed that it wouldn't take much longer for him to fully emerge.

His palm aimed directly at the ancient sage Ziyuan. Before it even landed, the surrounding space collapsed inward, like black holes.

Fight him to the death!

With a cry, the remaining ancient sages charged forward to meet the palm.

Whoosh!

The downward pressure surged like a tidal wave. Before the ancient sages could react, they were reduced to skeletons, their flesh completely vaporized.

Yet, even so, they did not retreat in the slightest, still holding their ground in the air, refusing to let the palm fall.