Let you simulate life, but you change fate every time?!

Chapter 586: Chapter 332: 6th World: Saint Institute Confucian Dao, One Force Breaks 10,000 Techniques!_2

Until he stood in the Celestial Palace Hall and acquired hundreds of Authorities of Law, only then could he finally wield the true power of this treasure!

"This is the Sacred Land of the Human Race, yet you alien races dare to brazenly claim our inheritance?"

"Besides, you occupy the four directions, forming an encirclement. Do you really think Lu Mou cannot kill you?"

Lu Yuan sneered coldly.

The Divine Prison Thunder Saber in his hand transformed into a flash of lightning and vanished into the air.

However, seeing Lu Yuan with empty hands, the four Sword Ancestors felt an even stronger sense of impending danger.

"Friend, from your words, it seems you are determined to oppose us?"

The Sword Ancestor’s gaze deepened as he spoke coldly.

"Why waste words with him? Just strike and kill this scoundrel directly!"

"I refuse to believe that the combined might of four Ancestral Gods cannot handle a mere brat."

The Demon Monarch was furious, his expression extremely impatient.

"Just a Desolate Remnant, and they dare to vie for the Celestial Emperor’s inheritance with us?"

The White-robed Scholar’s face darkened, and he angrily flicked his sleeve.

The Ancestral God Strong Persons emerged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Though their lifespans were ending and they had to reincarnate, they still held their pride and confidence.

Two fists cannot defeat four hands.

Even if Lu Yuan’s power is strong, how could he defeat all four of them at once?

"Kill!"

Seeing the negotiation between the Sword Ancestor and Lu Yuan fail, Lei Hong was overjoyed.

Unable to suppress his overwhelming killing intent, he charged straight at Lu Yuan.

Though they only possessed Dharma Realm power after reincarnation,

the four Sword Ancestors’ understanding of laws was something other Dharma Realm Qi Refiners could not hope to achieve in a lifetime.

With a simple gesture, they could easily invoke the great forces of heaven and earth.

The previously wild Power of Laws appeared as docile as a tamed sheep before them.

"Swoosh!"

The Sword Ancestor pointed his fingers like a sword, lightly slashing at Lu Yuan.

It seemed as casual as a playful gesture of a three-year-old child.

Yet when this sword fell.

A sword beam soared skyward, like the Milky Way cascading down, cleaving the entire sky in two.

Had it not been for the Celestial Palace Hall’s protection by Heaven and Earth Laws, anywhere else,

this sword alone would have shattered the palace to dust!

The Demon Venerable, a Great Power of the Demon Race, had unmatched flesh body strength, unparalleled in melee combat even across Heaven.

His muscles bulged, and with one punch, he could fracture the void, seemingly capable of piercing through nine heavens and ten earths, causing the entire Celestial Palace Hall to tremble!

Learning from previous lessons, Lei Hong dared not approach Lu Yuan rashly.

Standing amidst a tempestuous sea of thunder, he formed hand seals and gestures, the thunder sea roiling and boiling, transforming into a thousand thunder blades, sweeping towards Lu Yuan.

This move was a Celestial Court ultimate skill, with terrifyingly unparalleled power.

Each thunder blade could easily slice through the void.

If he were in peak status performing this move, a single strike could destroy more than half of the Lower Realm.

As for the White-robed Scholar, he wielded a brush, freely scattering ink in the air.

Using laws as ink, heaven and earth as the canvas.

His brush strokes wandering, sketching countless Divine Rune Dao Marks.

Finally, he forcefully pressed down, all the Law Divine Patterns in the air congregated into the word ’Set.’

The moment this word appeared, everything seemed to be frozen.

Even time itself stopped flowing, as if completely solidified in this instant.

Only the three Sword Ancestors remained unaffected, able to move freely within this space.

"Is this the Confucian Dao ultimate skill from the Saint Institute?"

Ji Chen and the others stood rigidly, like statues on the spot.

Yet their eyes were filled with astonishment, recognizing the origin and methods of this White-robed Scholar.

With text as a vehicle of Dao.

Words not only convey information and knowledge but also can serve as carriers of the Law Dao.

The Saint Institute, daring to establish the heart for heaven and earth, petition for the lives of the people, has nurtured innumerable prodigies and strong persons from ancient times to the present.

Some even rumored that the Celestial Emperor himself had studied at the Saint Institute for a time.

Because of this.

The Saint Institute holds an unparalleled position, not only the Supreme Holy Land for all literati but also one of the major powers in Heaven.

The white-robed youth in front of him waved his pen, fixing everything within a ten-mile radius.

This single move alone was extraordinary, something few could achieve!

"What a bunch of nonsense Confucian Dao Qi Refiners, just a group of flesh trumpets cheering for Heaven and helping the wicked."

Lu Yuan snorted disdainfully, mocking without reservation.

In ancient times, if the Saint Institute still adhered to the principle of teaching without discrimination, vowing to eliminate suffering and ignorance for all beings.

Then after submitting to Heaven.

This so-called Saint Institute had long become a mere shadow of its former self, reduced to a vassal of the Celestial Court.

This group of Confucian Dao Qi Refiners monopolized the literary Dao, tyrannizing the people, how dare they speak of setting the heart for Heaven and Earth?

Moreover, this move by the White-robed Scholar seemed miraculous.

But in Lu Yuan’s view, it was merely using the myriad of Law Dao Marks to temporarily stabilize the surrounding world.

This move might have some effect against ordinary Qi Refiners.

But to Lu Yuan, who had mastered various Supreme Laws, it was as fragile as paper, utterly unable to withstand a blow.

"Crack!"

Lu Yuan clenched his fists tightly, his body exerting force with a struggle.

Immediately, the surrounding void echoed with the sound of chains breaking.

But just at this moment.

The Demon Monarch had already rushed in front of Lu Yuan, delivering a powerful punch towards him with overwhelming momentum.

Faced with this unreserved punch, even those in the Ascension Realm would meet instant demise.

Yet Lu Yuan, without a glance, casually slapped his palm against the Demon Monarch’s fist.

With such ease and nonchalance, it seemed as if he was merely swatting away an annoying fly.

"Pa!"

Lu Yuan’s seemingly light slap landed on the Demon Monarch, causing him to instantly suffer severe injuries.

The Demon Monarch’s once proud and formidable flesh body now appeared like a shattered porcelain doll, revealing countless fine cracks.

Blood spurted out from his wounds, turning the once imposing Demon Monarch into a blood-covered figure in an instant.

His entire body was also sent flying backward, rolling tens of yards on the ground before crashing heavily into a statue.

"Ugh!"

The Demon Monarch just attempted to sit up from the ground, only to suddenly spew a large mouthful of blood.

But the injuries on his body were far less than the shock and horror in his heart.

One must know he was a Demon Realm Ancestral God that once dominated Heaven, having cultivated his Daoist skills to the pinnacle.

Even after reincarnation, though this body was not his original, it was still not something other Dharma Realm Qi Refiners could contend with.

Yet, what did he just experience?

Lu Yuan, with just a casual slap, inflicted such grievous harm, nearly crumbling his flesh body?

"What kind of monster is this young man? How can his flesh body be so terrifying?"

The Demon Monarch coughed up blood continuously, roaring frantically in his heart.

But he didn’t know.

Perhaps for him and the few like the Sword Ancestor.

The fragment of Authority of Law obtained from the Celestial Palace Hall was like a mere chicken rib, tasteless yet a pity to discard, serving little purpose.

After all, in Heaven, they were supreme beings commanding a Law Dao, how could they value such an incomplete authority?

But to Lu Yuan, this fragment of Authority of Law could help him integrate the Law insights from his previous life.

Thus allowing him to unleash tenfold, even a hundredfold of his power!

It could be said that once Lu Yuan obtained a hundred such Authority of Laws, this Celestial Palace trial held no suspense.

Even facing the young Celestial Emperor, he was no match for Lu Yuan.

Because the enemy they faced was not Lu Yuan alone.

But the countless experiences and all the Laws Lu Yuan accumulated through reincarnations!

Though Lu Yuan’s Spiritual Power was exhausted, his vitality was boundless like the sea.

Moreover, Power Divine Patterns emerged in his flesh and bones, such that with pure physical strength alone, he could contend with the young Celestial Emperor!

Facing a sword from the Sword Ancestor that could sever the firmament, Lu Yuan neither dodged nor avoided, raising his hand to throw a punch.

"Boom!"

Lu Yuan, with his body of flesh, clashed head-on with the Sword Dao Laws.

This scene seemed inconceivable.

Yet when power reaches a certain magnitude.

With sheer brute force alone, one can annihilate all techniques.

And that seemingly invincible sharp sword light was shattered and fragmented by a punch from Lu Yuan.

Finally, it dissipated directly into the air!