The Elders of the Mandate Temple raised their eyes toward the space above the Mandate Platform.
Boundless vast righteous qi poured down from the heavens, pressing over the West Wilds.
Thirty-six Origin Awakening Realm great Confucian scholars of the Confucian Sect stood suspended in the air, their expressions solemn. Each held an ancient, square Heavenly Gang Righteousness Seal in his palm.
All thirty-six great scholars of the Confucian Sect had arrived. The might of their thirty-six-man formation soared to the heavens, enough to hard clash with more than half of the Mandate Temple's foundations.
If the reclusive old Divine Lords of the Mandate Temple did not emerge, these thirty-six great scholars would be enough to contend against the Mandate Temple.
Yet in the face of the Confucian Sect's demand for answers, Hall Master Zhi Ming's mind was not on them at all.
Though the thirty-six great scholars of the Confucian Sect were powerful, that Great Demon at the Divine Ruins Realm was even more terrifying.
"Noisy!"
Zhi Ming barked coldly, paying no heed whatsoever to the Confucian Sect members in the sky.
"Listen to my command! Activate the Mandate Divine Thunder Grand Array immediately!"
As his words fell, the Elders did not dare hesitate in the slightest. They swiftly stepped into their formation positions, their hands forming seals as Great Dao Power gushed forth!
"Bzzzz—!!"
The divine mountain below trembled violently. Golden divine patterns instantly lit up across the Mandate Platform, crisscrossing and interweaving, linking the earth veins and connecting to the sky dome.
A supreme Dao aura of one who held fate in his grasp surged into the heavens!
The Mandate Divine Thunder Grand Array was the Mandate Temple's greatest formation. Unless they had reached a critical juncture, it would never be activated.
High in the sky, the thirty-six