"Don't consider Ye Sizheng. He is only Fifth Rank in the end; even if he wakes up, he won't be able to help much."
"Who has a solution?"
Everyone fell silent.
The more fiercely they fought, the more desperate they became. Gradually, people began to suffer injuries.
The onlookers in the distance sighed repeatedly, their faces clouded with gloom.
"Should we do something?"
"What can we do?"
The Threshing Ground once again sank into silence.
Suddenly, a strange hum rang out. From the corners of their eyes, everyone saw a faint glow where Li Qingxian lay.
They hurriedly turned to look, only to see three treasures fly out from around Li Qingxian.
Treasure light swirled around them, vast Righteous Qi surging forth.
One was a mountain-shaped brush rest rising and falling, one was the Willowwood Hairpin, and the third was a book.
Han Anbo and the others recalled the gifts everyone had given earlier. They remembered that Zhao Yishan had given the Literary Treasure Willowwood Hairpin, and Song Yunjing had given the Grand Confucian scripture Sacred Discourse. What was the third one?
Righteous Qi Azure Mountain stood in the middle, with the Willowwood Hairpin and the Grand Confucian scripture on either side, all three simultaneously emanating pure vast Righteous Qi.
The Devil Cultivators and Heretical Cultivators took one glance, then turned and fled into the distance.
"Look at the sky!" Everyone suddenly raised their heads.
At the end of the sky, a milky-white point of light appeared, then rapidly expanded.
In the blink of an eye, that milky-white point spread across the entire sky, covering heaven and earth.
The three Literary Treasures trembled lightly. The milky-white radiance suddenly contracted, turning into a pillar of light that shone upon the three treasures and illuminated Li Qingxian.
Strands of strange aura spread