Atop the mountain peak, a fierce wind suddenly rose, howling as it swept boundless dark clouds into motion.
Confucius stood upon the summit, his long robe snapping in the wind. Holding the Spring and Autumn Brush, he raised his head and shouted at the heavens, "Today, I, Kong Qiu, swear upon the Spring and Autumn Brush to establish Confucianism, teach the rites and laws to all living beings, spread the ideals of benevolence, righteousness, and morality, enlighten the masses, and guide them out of their confusion. Let the Great Dao bear witness—this grand vow shall remain unchanged for eternity!"
His words were sonorous and forceful, striking the ground like iron.
A vast and righteous aura emerged with his words, imprinting itself upon the river of history, never to fade.
Rumble—
A thunderclap suddenly erupted, carrying the force of countless bolts of lightning, as though the heavens were about to collapse.
Immediately afterward, a beam of radiance pierced through the sea of clouds and shone upon Confucius. Its light stretched ten thousand zhang, peerless beneath heaven.
The Great Dao permitted him to establish his sect!
It even supported him, specially granting him Great Dao Merit!
A trace of delight appeared on Confucius's face. He could feel his cultivation soaring wildly.
Before long, he broke through into the Saint Realm!
Merit wrapped around his body, and there was no lightning tribulation!
As the first person to establish a sect and make such a magnificent vow, he was blessed by the Great Dao, and Confucius's cultivation continued to surge madly.
Saintly might swept across Chaos Land, making countless living beings tremble in fear.
At that moment, Confucius's earlier oath resounded once more. Amplified by the Great Dao, it echoed across Chaos Land again and again, causing countless beings to erupt in uproar.
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