Puppet emperor?Summon three thousand Xuanjia troops at the beginning

Chapter 824 The Death of Hong Sheng, the Aura of an Emperor

As Hong Sheng took out the "Hongzi" (a book).

An invisible force suddenly enveloped the entire sky.

Not only did the painting master rely on the people on this side, but his expression also changed at this moment.

He stared at Hong Sheng in shock.

This power was something he had never imagined.

The three great holy kingdoms of the world.

He originally thought that the power gap between their three holy kingdoms was not that huge.

Hong Sheng is indeed exceptionally strong.

He had already become a saint before him.

Even so, he believed he still had a chance of victory against Hong Sheng.

Even at the very least, they could fight Hong Sheng to a standstill.

It was precisely because of this confidence that he was never humble or arrogant when facing Hong Sheng.

But it was him.

The same applies to the military strategist of the Eastern Holy Kingdom.

That's why the three holy kingdoms have always been able to maintain a balance.

But I never expected it.

The moment Hong Sheng revealed his strength, he felt a deep-seated fear.

He was unwilling to acknowledge the people who had once stood on the same side as him.

It turns out that from beginning to end, I was just playing a game called role-playing with myself.

But that's the reality.

He was startled at first, then immediately burst into laughter.

This is a good thing!

Wei Zi is now dead.

However, the people of Daqian suffered no losses.

If Hong Sheng hadn't unleashed such power, they would have been destined to lose this battle, and they might even have been forced to flee.

But things are different now.

Regardless of why Hong Sheng hid himself so deeply.

There is absolutely no way that Daqian would kill the two of them as planned.

Mozi's expression was extremely solemn.

Such strength is beyond his reach.

Even Xiang Yu would probably be no match for him.

It happened almost in an instant.

Hong Sheng's entire body had already transformed into countless paths.

“Great Sages of the Great Qian Dynasty, if you are willing to sever your sacred path today, I can spare your lives.”

His body, composed of golden light, made Hong Sheng appear incomparably sacred.

He looked calmly at the people of Daqian.

Although the Great Qian Dynasty currently has three Saint-level experts, he did not take them seriously.

I heard this.

The painting master's expression changed drastically.

"Hong Sheng, you..."

He never expected Hong Sheng to say such a thing.

Cutting off one's own path to sainthood would mean that these saints of the Great Qian Dynasty would be unable to advance any further on their path to sainthood.

It could even lead to a significant drop in strength.

But even if their strength has declined.

The three of them must still be at the level of saints.

If that's the case, the Cangzhou Holy Kingdom will inevitably become the weakest of the three.

"Stop talking."

Hong Sheng immediately stopped him from continuing.

He simply looked indifferently at the people of Daqian, especially Zhou Yuan.

He didn't care about the thoughts of the painting master.

Now that the Eastern Holy Kingdom has disappeared, he can no longer pretend.

So that the world will not change.

He naturally needs a new holy kingdom.

The Great Qian Dynasty and the Cangzhou Holy Kingdom represent his plans for the future.

As for their Great Sui Holy Kingdom.

As long as today's events don't get out, then naturally, nothing will change much.

The only difference might be that future wars with their Cangzhou Holy Kingdom will no longer involve anything above the level of a half-saint.

That's fine too.

Everything is under control.

The semi-saint powerhouses standing behind Hong Sheng looked at the people of Da Qian as if they were already dead.

The power that Hong Sheng is currently displaying is truly overwhelming.

Although they were not saints, they could still fully sense the difference in strength between the two sides.

But I heard what he said.

Zhou Yuan simply smiled.

"I never imagined it would turn out like this..."

His words were somewhat ambiguous.

This made Hong Sheng frown slightly.

But not yet, he'll have to ask.

Confucius, who had been standing behind Zhou Yuan, finally took a step forward.

"His methods of governance are truly extraordinary."

It does bear some resemblance to the path I have taken.

Confucius spoke calmly, looking at the immeasurably sage-like Hongzi before him, his expression unchanged.

It was only at this point that Hongsheng noticed Confucius's existence.

His pupils shrank.

A look of disbelief and horror flashed in his eyes.

"how so!"

He was extremely shocked.

Confucius was standing there, but he hadn't noticed Confucius's presence until now.

Or……

I instinctively forgot about Confucius.

The next second, Confucius also began to emanate the aura of a sage.

"A virtuous person should be benevolent, for a benevolent person can win the hearts of all people."

A gentleman should be upright, and those who are upright can rectify their names and establish their lives. "

In just two short sentences, Confucius had already reached the same level as the Great Sage.

"die!"

Hong Sheng roared angrily.

A hand reached out to grab Confucius.

This hand carries boundless power.

However, Confucius remained standing there, seemingly unaware of his attack.

When this hand brushed past Confucius.

The energy that had gathered together vanished completely in an instant.

Confucius remained calm.

"Your governance may govern the world, but it cannot govern the hearts of the people, nor can it establish a virtuous person."

As he spoke, a long robe suddenly appeared on Confucius's body.

Wearing a holy crown and holding a historical writing brush, he proclaims: "Do not do to others what you would not have them do to you. You will reap what you sow!"

The words fell.

With a single stroke of his pen, Hong Sheng coughed up blood.

"When you see someone virtuous, think of emulating them; all laws return to their source; everyone can be a teacher; the three thousand great paths are all within my grasp!"

With one step, Hong Sheng's golden body shattered.

"The benevolent love others, causing all living beings to weep blood. The sage's heart is moved, and the benevolent way protects the vast ocean!"

The third sentence was uttered.

boom!
The golden body of Hong Sheng shattered instantly.

Hong Sheng himself also landed on the ground.

He stared incredulously at Confucius, who seemed to have done nothing at all.

"How could that be? I am the strongest!"

he roared.

He never imagined he would fail.

But the power that Confucius is now displaying completely overwhelms him.

I heard what he said.

Confucius simply smiled.

“I have heard it said that Heaven and Earth are ruthless, treating all things as straw dogs. Your heart is full of strife, so how dare you say that you have walked ahead of the holy way of the world?”

His meaning was very simple.

The way that Hongzi practices is the way of governance.

Yet they harbor so much murderous intent, so much malice, and attempt to control the entire world, filled with thoughts of contention.

The foremost figure in the Holy Path?
Hongzi, you're not worthy!
Without any hesitation, Confucius unleashed the power of his Spring and Autumn Annals pen once again.

It directly enveloped Hong Sheng.

Instantly, Hong Sheng let out a scream.

The painting master's face immediately showed horror.

Everything that happened today was beyond his expectations.

Seeing Hong Sheng's miserable state, he turned around and tried to run away.

He is destined to lose this battle, and it is likely that he will find it difficult to gain any advantage from the Great Qian Dynasty for countless years to come.

But he doesn't want to think about any of that right now; all he wants to do is live.

But Xiang Yu didn't give him that chance at all.

The Overlord Spear in his hand pierced directly through the body of the Painting Saint.

"how come……"

The painting master stared in disbelief at the Overlord Spear embedded in his chest.

He felt the holy power dissipate from his body.

This feeling of powerlessness.

For tens of thousands of years, he had never experienced this before.

Then, the painting master crashed heavily to the ground.

The sky weeps blood, and the heavens grieve in unison.

But this was just the beginning; Hong Sheng on the other side also felt what despair was.

His so-called strength was nothing but a pile of illusions from beginning to end.

They were unable to exert any power in front of Confucius.

Looking at Hongsheng, who was already at the end of his life.

Confucius sighed softly and said:

"This Hong Sheng is not weak, but his path has gone astray..."

Hong Sheng is known as the greatest saint in the world.

This is actually true.

However, the title of "Number One Saint Under Heaven" is a mistake from the start.

Too much focus on personal gain.

The transformation of the sea into mulberry fields over tens of thousands of years.

This also made Hongsheng forget the path he had once walked.

The sacred path, this is the road...

If you go astray on your own path, how can you possibly reach the end?

His path and Hong Sheng's path are actually somewhat similar.

So when Hongsheng finished his journey.

He easily kicked Hong Sheng out of this path.

This battle, which should have been somewhat suspenseful, ended completely and quietly.

Zhou Yuan nodded.

"Pity……"

Only after he embarked on the path to becoming a sage did he gradually understand what Confucius was saying.

However, he is different from Confucius.

The path he is on now is one of gradual achievement through the system.

He himself is still the same boy he always was.

Even so, he saw his future path.

Perhaps one day he will be able to embark on the path of sainthood once again through his own strength.

But before that.

The holy path that the system gave him was the most perfect choice.

"The Eternal Emperor System..."

He sighed silently to himself.

It is likely that only at that time will he be able to become a true emperor for all ages, and at the same time, transcend the existence of the system.

However, he is still far from achieving this, at least for now.

"Let's go."

Looking at the blood rain in the sky, Zhou Yuan spoke.

The war is over.

The remaining semi-saints, after witnessing the successive deaths of the two saints,

They had no will to resist anymore.

From this moment forward, no force in the world can rival the Great Qian Dynasty.

As for Zhou Yuan...

Making the whole world submit is already a piece of cake; all that's lacking is some time.

And this period of time will not be too long.

But there are still some things to deal with before that.

This world is not just comprised of the three great holy kingdoms.