Across the Saint Origin Continent, disciples of the Confucian School watched their sacred way fall short, struggling desperately and exhausting every means to keep themselves from losing consciousness.
Just as many were about to give out, the Miscellaneous School Sacred Way appeared.
Watching the Miscellaneous School Sacred Way collapse outright and shatter into fragments, everyone in the Confucian School felt as though they had swallowed a pill to steady their hearts. They actually weathered a calamity that should have left them unconscious, or even shattered their literary guts.
Some Confucian scholars had fallen unconscious or even suffered shattered literary guts chiefly because their hearts were filled with despair. But now, looking at the sky, they all felt that compared with the Miscellaneous School, the problems with the Confucian Sacred Way were nothing.
Happiness often arose through comparison.
But things were different for the Miscellaneous School's scholars.
Every scholar of the Miscellaneous School had been brimming with confidence, believing they would soon suppress and seal Jing Kingdom and teach Fang Yun a lesson. Instead, their own home had been raided!
Throughout the lands of the Human Race, literary guts shattered one after another.
In a secluded garden in Kong City, a dense succession of shattering literary guts suddenly rang out, each sound carrying for tens of thousands of li.
Grand Academicians' literary guts shattered, and so did those of Great Scholars!
That was where numerous Miscellaneous School scholars had joined forces to control the Imperial Jade Seal.
"I refuse to accept this..."
A voice filled with hatred rang out. Then an orange pillar of literary qi shot into the sky, a zhang across and ten thousand zhang high, lingering without dispersing.
A Great Scholar had fallen.
At the Sacred Academy, inside the Eastern Sage Pavilion.
Seated at the head, Zong Ganyu