As Wen Qu's words fell, a great many armor inscriptions rushed into the air. At this moment, the space around Wen Qu brimmed with Vast Righteous Qi, completely separating this stretch of space from the Four Seas Great Formation. The instant the armor inscriptions emerged, the sound of wind and rain rose in full force. An icy intent began to invade the Four Seas Great Formation, blowing toward Ao Tong. At the same time, beneath the literary light of the armor inscriptions, more Vast Righteous Qi transformed into armored warriors mounted on fine steeds. These warriors wielded long spears, and in an instant, a realm of Golden Spears and Iron Horses took shape. Squad after squad of iron-armored warriors charged into the sky across icy rivers, their spears striking directly against the flood dragons one after another! The neighing of horses and the roars of dragons rang without end!
"Hiss..." Seeing this, Ao Tong could not help but draw another cold breath. Wen Qu, meanwhile, narrowed his eyes as he watched Vast Righteous Qi contend against dragon qi, pride rising from the depths of his heart! Since childhood, Xiao Hua had tempered a breath of True Qi within his chest, even cultivating that True Qi to the ultimate eighteenth level! Later, Xiao Hua's middle dantian had been sealed, and that True Qi had continued fermenting within it. Once the seal was removed, Xiao Hua devoted that True Qi to Confucian cultivation. Thus, Confucian cultivator Xiao Hua's realm had always been the highest. Yet the true meaning of Confucian cultivation was not war, slaughter, or showing off one's strength in battle, but cultivating that breath of innate vitality! After Xiao Hua grasped this essence, he rarely used Confucian cultivation methods against enemies. Of course, even at the innate level, Confucian methods