"What is this..." Xiao Hua, who had originally held every card in his hand, began to doubt. He had never imagined that there would be further hardships after the spiritual sense space's trial!
Boom... boom... boom... Just as Xiao Hua released his Buddhist consciousness to inspect the surroundings, four Righteous Qi Pillars suddenly shot into the sky from the four corners of the space, enclosing him at their center.
The four Righteous Qi Pillars rose into the sky and condensed into four bizarre shapes, resembling beasts yet also something else, impossible to identify. The instant these four forms of Righteous Qi emerged, an aura capable of suppressing all things radiated from them and swiftly spread through the entire space. In particular, the four identical auras melded together like milk and water, surging and crashing toward Xiao Hua! Nor was that all. As the auras sealed the space, countless inscriptions burst forth from the four forms, each condensing into words, sentences, and essays before finally forming scrolls that covered the entire space!
"How could it be like this? Could it be that they are now going to examine my Confucian cultivation?" Xiao Hua was utterly bewildered, like a monk standing ten feet tall and unable to touch his own head!
"Who is there?" Xiao Hua suddenly widened his eyes, a fierce glint flashing through them. He replaced his Buddhist consciousness with soul sense and looked beneath one of the forms of Righteous Qi.
Following Xiao Hua's fierce shout, a Confucian cultivator clad in brocade robes emerged from within the Righteous Qi Pillar. However, this cultivator looked extremely bedraggled. Not only was his hair unusually disheveled, but his brocade robe had also been torn to pieces. He held a square ritual implement in his hand, with clouds and rosy mists swirling within