My whole clan is a master, I have become invincible by investing in my clan members

The moment when heaven and earth return to clarity and brightness.

The figure of Tongtian Taoist began to become illusory again.

He lowered his head slightly and glanced at the crowd.

His gaze paused briefly on Jiang Beixuan, and a smile seemed to cross the corner of his lips.

The next moment, thousands of points of light dissipated from his clothes, like falling stars, and finally disappeared into nothingness.

Only a wisp of sword intent remains in the world, cleansing the remaining evil spirit!

"Rumble--"

Wanquan City began to tremble violently.

Buildings collapsed into rubble.

Even the sky was cracked into countless spider-web-like lines, which was shocking to see.

At this moment, Ye Feng, Yun Tian and others who were trapped in the darkness walked out of the crack.

They looked at each other with confusion in their eyes.

Seeing this, Liu Qingye, who was not far away, showed understanding in his eyes.

"It turns out that all those who were eliminated in the first and second rounds have never returned to the outside world."

"Instead, they all remain in this secret place and have never left..."

He shook his head, and the power of literature and Taoism surged in his palms, trying to leave this place.

But after some attempts, he was shocked to find that due to the instability and chaos of the secret realm's rules, it was difficult for him to break through the space.

At the same time, other people also discovered the abnormality of this place and found that they could not leave at all!

Just when everyone was anxious.

High in the sky, divine light flickered.

The wordless stone tablet that appeared in the second level trial suddenly appeared out of thin air!

Immediately afterwards, Zhuge Zi's obsession stepped out from the light.

His robes fluttered, and he looked as relaxed as he was three million years ago.

There was still that gentle smile between his eyebrows.

This scene shocked everyone present, and some were even stunned.

Especially when they saw the figure slowly taking shape, they couldn't help but feel their hearts tighten, and almost instinctively thought of that terrifying existence - the evil corpse!

But soon, they realized that the person in front of them might not be the evil corpse, but the real Zhuge Zi!

Even Liu Qingye couldn't help but be moved: "Grandmaster..."

The profound literary and Taoist atmosphere is no different from the relics of the ancestors enshrined in the academy.

Completely different from the evil corpse before, the Zhuge Zi in front of him made his heart palpitate strongly!

At this moment, Zhuge Zi seemed to be aware of his obsession and immediately looked at Liu Qingye.

You can tell a lot at just one glance.

He couldn't help but shake his head and sighed, "The younger generation of the academy? I didn't expect that after so many years, it would still be there..."

"As expected, my literary virtues are destined to last forever."

Liu Qingye's heart trembled. He hurried forward, bowed and said respectfully, "I am the forty-ninth president of Baisheng Academy, Liu Qingye, and I greet the Grandmaster!"

"Is it already the forty-ninth generation?" Zhuge Zi had a complicated expression.

He could see that Liu Qingye's attainments in literature and Taoism were indeed extraordinary.

Even in his time, he was qualified to serve as the president of Baisheng College.

However, the other party's cultivation was extremely shallow, and he had not even broken through to the level of a Saint King.

This made Zhuge Zi realize instantly that the Baisheng Academy of this era was far more destitute than he had imagined.

"But...is there anything in this world that is eternal and unchanging?"

Zhuge Zi closed his eyes slightly, seeming to feel relieved.

After all, even as powerful as His Majesty the Human Emperor, Senior Tongtian, or the Ji Dynasty, which was once known as the strongest force in the five domains, eventually vanished into thin air and became the dust of history.

The strong will eventually grow old, and their glory will eventually fade.

It is commendable that Baisheng Academy has been able to retain a spark of hope amidst the tide of change.

Then, Zhuge Zi's gaze returned to Liu Qingye.

Although Baisheng Academy failed to maintain its peak as he wished, he still hoped to see some changes.

For example, has peace been restored between the five domains?

Zhuge Zi was about to speak when he realized that he was just a wisp of obsession. What was the point of knowing all this?

"Forget it, let's leave the affairs of future generations to future generations."

Then, he suddenly thought of something.

After such a long time, a lot of the academy's heritage must have been lost.

Before I completely disappear, perhaps I can still leave something for this world.

Then, he looked at Liu Qingye and said calmly: "My friend, do you know why the stone lion in front of Qingshan Academy has only one eye?"

He raised his hand slightly and brushed across the void.

The broken bricks and tiles were reassembled into a towering academy.

And in the left eye of the stone lion at the entrance of the academy, there was a piece of broken stone embedded.

Liu Qingye frowned slightly.

Qingshan Academy is the predecessor of Baisheng Academy, which disappeared along with Wanquan City.

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and he answered seriously, "According to the Records of the Academy, the stone lion's eyes were originally inlaid with East China Sea night-shining pearls, but later..."

"Because when I was ten years old, I wanted to sneak out of the city." Zhuge Zi smiled and pointed to the left eye of the stone lion.

The scene changes: The young boy curled up behind the stone lion, watching the demons' sharp claws tear open the city gate.

Then, when Tongtian Taoist's sword slashed down, the flying debris happened to shatter the stone lion's right eye.

"Later, the city lord said that we should leave a one-eyed stone lion so that future generations would remember—" He turned his head and looked at the sky, "Some light must be guided by scars."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Hundred Saints Seal in Ye Feng's arms suddenly trembled.

Gilded characters appeared floating in the air.

Zhuge Zi reached out and lightly touched the word "Fire" (fire), and the seal characters turned into countless fireflies, illuminating everyone's astonished faces.

"When I was casting this seal, I mixed in thousands of tracings of the works of the children of Wanquan City when they were in elementary school."

"When children write, they always have an extra horizontal stroke or a missing vertical stroke, but it is these crooked characters that carry the teachings of the sages."

Zhuge Zi raised his hand and waved, summoning the Hundred Saints Seal into his hand.

"This item contains my insights from many years, as well as the classics left by countless disciples in the academy."

"It... is the cultural heritage of my Baisheng Academy!"

Zhuge Zi raised the Hundred Saints Seal and said in a deep voice, "Young friend, are you willing to inherit my aspirations, establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the people, carry on the unique knowledge of the past saints, and bring peace to the world for all eternity?!"

Liu Qingye didn't hesitate at all.

He immediately stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "The wish of the ancestor is also Qingye's wish!"

"Good! Good!" Zhuge Zi laughed a few times and handed over the Hundred Saints Seal.

The moment Liu Qingye held up the Hundred Saints Seal in both hands, the sound of chanting of morning bells and evening drums suddenly rang in his ears.

Immediately afterwards, countless figures appeared before my eyes.

An old man with a white beard was lecturing with a scroll in hand, a scholar in a green robe was splashing ink with his sleeves waving, and a young child in hemp clothes was jumping by holding bamboo slips.

These phantoms overlapped each other, turning into thousands of dark rivers rushing through his sea of ​​consciousness.

Only three breaths of time.

When the last wisp of ink seeps into the sky.

Between Liu Qingye's eyebrows, a half cinnabar mark suddenly appeared.

At this moment, his heart has reached perfection.

Even if it weren't for the restrictions of the broken rules, he could now try to break through to the realm of a true literary saint!

Liu Qingye took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

Then, he looked up at Zhuge Zi and said in a deep voice, "I will carry on the aspirations of our ancestor!"

Zhuge Zi nodded slightly. "Great! The legacy of Baisheng Academy can finally be continued today."

After saying that, he slightly sideways glanced at Jiang Beixuan who was standing beside him.

"My friend, if it weren't for your help, I'm afraid there would be no peace in this world."

Jiang Beixuan shook his head, "Senior, there's no need to be so serious."

"The Five Realms is where I live. How can I stand by and watch as the evil corpses escape and wreak havoc on the world?"

Zhuge Zi nodded slightly.

He then raised his hand and summoned a pen that emitted a golden glow.

"This treasure, named 'Universal Love', is my natal magic weapon that I refined in my later years."

"Its rank has reached the pinnacle of Sainthood, and it's only one step away from reaching the Quasi-Emperor realm. Within it, all of my inheritance remains..."

He paused, his eyes becoming complicated, "But, from what I see, my friend's path is not the path I follow."

"This inheritance may not suit your taste, but since it is already yours, how you deal with it is entirely up to you."

Before he finished speaking, a brilliant golden light shot out from Zhuge Zi's forehead, turned into a crystal stone, and slowly fell in front of Jiang Beixuan.

"In addition, this crystal was condensed from my limited remaining strength. It is the purest spiritual power. It can nourish the soul of a cultivator and can also be absorbed and refined by others to elevate their soul realm..."

Jiang Beixuan took the crystal and felt the tremendous power contained in it, and his heart was shocked.

"I will always remember the great kindness of my predecessors!"

He could sense the preciousness of this thing.

At least before becoming a great sage, one's spiritual realm will progress at an incredible speed.

Zhuge Zi waved his hand, his smile as gentle as a spring breeze. "No need for formalities. All I have ever sought in my life is to provide a glimmer of hope for the common people and to continue the legacy of literature and the Way."

Before he finished speaking, the collapse of the secret realm was almost over.

Seeing this, Zhuge Zi waved his hand gently.

In an instant, a dark and deep vortex of time and space opened up beneath everyone's feet.

Then, Zhuge Zi turned slightly and walked towards the center of the city.

At this moment, the shadows of children laughing and smoke rising from cooking appeared in the ruins.

That is the magnificent scenery of my hometown that is engraved in the deepest part of my obsession.

“The old debt has been paid, and a new situation should begin.”

Zhuge Zi smiled with relief, and his body gradually assimilated into the secret realm.

"Born in Wanquan, die in Wanquan, that is my wish..."

Before he finished speaking, the entire Wanquan City collapsed into a point of light.

Jiang Beixuan and others were also sucked into the vortex of time and space, and in just a moment, they left the secret realm.

..........

outside world.

The sky is low and dark.

Several figures stood quietly in the void, emitting a terrifying pressure!

Suddenly, a white-haired old man frowned slightly, realizing something, "Someone is coming out..."

Before he finished speaking, the other people also noticed the strange spatial fluctuations and turned their heads to look in the same direction.

next moment.

Wherever the eyes looked, the space was slightly distorted, and figures were teleported out.

They quickly locked onto these monks who had just escaped from the secret realm.

But soon, attention was drawn to one of the figures.

"It's him?!"

"Jiang Beixuan from the Cangwu Jiang family? Why is he here?"

"Did this kid come here to seek death?"

All the Saint Kings present frowned.

As high-ranking officials of the major holy places, how could they not know Jiang Beixuan, the 'public enemy of the Central Region'?

But it was precisely because they knew this person's identity that they were even more surprised.

After all, with this kid's conspicuous identity, it would be fine if he didn't just hide away and seek refuge, but how could he dare to run to a crowded place and even steal the inheritance of the Sage of Literature?

This is simply outrageous and he doesn't know how to live or die!

At this moment, the celestial beings and saints who had just escaped from the secret realm hurriedly reported their experiences in the secret realm to their own forces through telepathy.

"What? Jiang Beixuan seized Zhuge Zi's inheritance?!"

This news was like a thunderclap, shaking the entire void.

No one expected that the supreme inheritance of the Great Sage who killed the good corpses and the evil corpses would fall into the hands of Jiang Beixuan, a small celestial being!

Then, greed appeared in the depths of their eyes.

That is Zhuge Zi’s inheritance!

Plus the 'Emperor's Soldier' ​​that Jiang Beixuan had taken from the Great Emperor's Secret Realm last time.

With so many top-tier opportunities all gathered together, who wouldn't be jealous?!

At this time, some celestial beings and saints who still had consciences sent messages to their own forces.

"Brother, no!"

"Master, if it weren't for Jiang Beixuan, I'm afraid we would have already perished in the secret realm. We have no way to repay such kindness, so how can we repay kindness with hatred?!"

"Please, ancestor, please help and save this man once! This time, he not only saved us, but also eradicated the evil corpse, solving a major problem for our five regions!"

"If I really want to take action, I'm afraid it will make my mind confused and cause me to suffer from inner demons..."

When these words reached the ears of the top leaders of various major forces, they fell into deep thought and even wavered.

However, even his opinion of Jiang Beixuan has changed.

They were not prepared to help.

after all--

The other party is the public enemy of the Central Region.

If we rescue him rashly, it will probably bring about huge troubles, and we may even be forced to stand on the opposite side of the major forces in the Central Region!

No one dares to take such a risk!

Standing by and watching is their way of repaying the kindness.

.........

at this time--

"Jiang Beixuan..." An old voice descended from the clouds, each word like thunder, shaking the mountains. "Hand over the inheritance of the Sage of Literature and the Imperial Weapon, and I will spare your body!"

Jiang Beixuan looked up.

High in the sky, I saw a seven-treasure glazed chariot floating in the clouds.

The old man in the chariot had white hair that fell to his shoulders, and a red flame pattern was branded between his eyebrows.

The person who came was none other than Taoist Li Cang, the Grand Elder of the Taiyan Holy Sect, one of the six sects in the Central Region, who possessed the powerful cultivation of the fifth level of the Saint King!

Behind him, twelve golden-armored shadows stood holding spears, each emitting the aura of the ninth level of the Saint Realm!

Jiang Beixuan looked normal, but he held the Cangwu Order tightly, ready to summon the Three Imperial Swords at any time to forcibly break through the space and leave.

At the moment of tension.

Liu Qingye rushed forward and protected Jiang Beixuan behind him.

He looked at Taoist Li Cang and said coldly, "Senior Li Cang, do you know that just now in that secret realm, it was entirely thanks to Fellow Daoist Jiang that we were able to destroy the evil corpse of Patriarch Zhugezi?"

"If it weren't for him, the evil corpse of the Great Sage would have been wreaking havoc on the five realms by now!"

"Fellow Daoist Jiang has made great contributions to the Five Realms. How could you, Senior, attack him for your own selfish desires?!"

Taoist Li Cang's expression was gloomy, and he sneered, "Are you holding me accountable?"

Liu Qingye slowly raised his head, looked into his eyes, and said word by word:

"Senior said... then it must be!"