Many Legalists present did not actually agree with some of Fang Yun's views. Still, they respected him for pointing the Legalist School toward a new direction. Even if the future proved him wrong, they would not stand in his way now.
Some Legalists remained seated, their expressions calm.
Not a single scholar reproached them, not even Fang Yun's most fervent supporters.
Supporting Fang Yun was their choice. Moreover, they had not obstructed him or become stumbling blocks to the Legalist School's progress. They were simply holding to their own convictions.
Many respected them as well, because everyone knew what these seated Legalists would face once the Sacred Way Literary Assembly ended.
Gao Mo raised his head slightly and declared with undisguised pride, "The Sacred Way Literary Assembly is concluded!"
The moment Gao Mo's words fell, the entire venue shook violently.
Orange Literary Qi streamed from every standing Legalist. Like fountains, it shot straight into the sky, forming streaks of orange light.
At last, all the orange fountains intertwined. Seen from afar, the entire capital was enveloped in a fountain of Legalist Literary Qi. That immense fountain surged beyond the Saint Origin Continent and reached deep into the starry heavens.
Unlike ordinary Literary Qi, this immense fountain rippled with the vast and terrifying aura of the Sacred Way.
This was the legendary Sacred Way Orange Spring.
The scholars present looked at the Sacred Way Orange Spring with delight. Once it formed, it meant that the Sacred Way Literary Assembly had succeeded, or at least that its positive results outweighed its negative ones.
Everyone gazed skyward in anticipation.
Then the capital trembled gently once more. The Sacred Way Orange Spring reversed its flow, pouring back into every standing Legalist.
What the Legalists had released was pure Literary Qi, but what now poured